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[M/S] [A/ne] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 473. Possibly my darkest and most lecherous fantasy.

**This is only a fantasy and is going to stay that way. If you would like to read about my real adventures, please refer to updates 1-469.** I am still ravenously horned-up from imagining this... The dishes are put away and the kitchen is spotless thanks to Tommy, who has become our live-in housemaid and catamite. I have him bent over the kitchen counter with my 22cm strap-on buried deep inside his sensitive little ass. He is wearing his required daily attire; a French Maid outfit complete with stockings and heels. His makeup runs down his smooth face as I give him his regular fucking and listen to him moan into a dish towel. He must be pressing hard against the walls of his chastity cage as I rail him and yet, he refuses to use the safe word. He loves his special time with Auntie. Michael, wearing only pajama pants and sporting an obvious massive erection casually walks by and gets a beer from the fridge. "Would like to enjoy your cousin, Sweetie?" I ask smirking menacingly. I withdraw from Tommy and help my younger son out of his pants. With Michael's beer, I stand in the doorway to the patio to light up a cigarette and enjoy the show. "Do you want fucked? Do you?" Michael askes with a deep and husky voice. Tommy whimpers "Yes Mikey. Please." Michael pushes Tommy's face against the towel and growls "My fucking name is fuckinf Michael. Do not forget my name, Cadela" as he shoves his massive dick into his cousin. Tommy squealed and whimpered, a look of pressure on his face. Fortunately for Tommy, his Auntie had already loosened him up. Michael furiously pounds Tommy's ass as my juices run down my leg and I desperately want Michael to fuck me. Tommy groans "Michael" as he is fucked like a rag doll. My beer and cigarette seem to be instantly gone as I watch with pride, Michael defile our obedient little slave-bitch like a cave man who will never take no for an answer. My younger boy's big hands squeeze Tommy's thighs until he cums deep inside his cousin. I send Michael off to the shower with a fresh beer and command Tommy to wash his uniform. I also instruct him to ask Patrick if he may share his bed and let him know what time we will each take our coffee. **My nephew is 19 and my sons are 22 and 27. I am not your soulmate. Find a girlfriend. If you can't, it is not my problem.**

Married (29f) I fucked my neighbor and his best friend at the same time

So as most will know from my previous posts I have been fucking my married neighbor Scott for a little while now. Well the other night my husband and I got invited over to their house across the street for drinks and food. We came over and there was another couple, Scott and his wife and us. I won't bore you with the details of the nigh leading up to what happened but we had been getting pretty drunk except Scott's wife who doesn't really drink much. It was getting late and we all wanted pizza but they didn't deliver the last hour of business I guess. So Scott's wife agreed to go get it for everyone and she took Jared's wife with her. (That was the other couple there that we just met) So now it's just me , my husband, Scott and Jared the guy I just met. The other 2 wives hadn't even pulled out of the driveway yet when Scott came over to me and started kissing me. He said we don't have much time before they get back and I need some of you. I was actually surprised even tho we fuck all the time now cause his friend was standing right there. I said what about your friend Jared, he said he won't tell ... especially if you give him some too. Now luckily Jared was extremely attractive or I might have got upset but Inatead I just looked over at Jared and said ok what are you guys waiting for . My husband pulled out his phone to record of course and watched me get down and start sucking both their dicks . Getting them both rock hard in seconds and ready to take me. I told Jared I wanted to feel his dick first , I love new dick and it was a little bit bigger than Scott's. He pulled up my dress and was a little surprised I had no panties on but pushed me and bent me over the kitchen table and slid his dick inside me. It felt so good and stretched me out nicely , he had amazing rhythm as well. I reached one had over the table and started stroking Scott's dick as Jared was pounding me. The size of his dick with the little curve up was hitting just right and I started cuming and squirting all over the kitchen floor . Soon as I did that it set Jared off and he started cumming inside me , just filling me with a massive load. Soon as he pulled out Scott grabbed me and flipped me over onto the kitchen table so I was laying on my back with my legs over his shoulders and slid inside me. He gave it to me hard and quick , I think he was worried his wife was going to be back with the pizza any min . He came inside me as well and I could see my husband looking happy as he recorded and knew what mess my pussy was for him later . After he finished inside me , we all made things look normal and then Scott grabbed some paper towel and started cleaning the floor where I squirted. As he was doing this the front door opened and the other 2 wives walked in. We had to tell them that I spilled a drink on the floor that he was cleaning up. Was a great end to it all and then we all just enjoyed the pizza and kept drinking. We didn't stay much longer cause I knew my husband was dying to get me home and have his turn on me .

[F/D] [B/S] [B/S] telling my wife about our 2 daughters and son’s (+ me and my eldest daughter) incest activities

After a couple of weeks since my first post here explaining the relationship between my son and two daughters, then starting to develop a sexual relationship with my eldest daughter (which lead to us having sex a handful of times) whilst dropping hints to my wife about it, we finally had a conversation that spurred in that direction for me to bring it up and explain it all. The conversation and my wife’s reaction overall was good, we spoke about a lot of things including the small and minor details. Firstly, my wife wanted to know how it started, which I explained it to her exactly how I wrote it in my first post here. We both talked about what lead to our son and youngest daughter to begin this kind of relationship and we simply agreed that it was just pure attraction between them. I then brought up that I started getting involved by getting closer sexually with our eldest daughter which was an interesting talking point. I told my wife that it was an assortment of things, the initial attraction, my high sex drive and the fact that me and her don’t have sex as much as we’d like. I also told her it was very fresh being we only started having sex very recently. She agreed with a lot of the reasons for the most part, dropping the hints about the activities we all got up too while she was working definitely helped the conversation. We spent most of the time talking about the situation as a whole and how it would work going forward, whether we try to stop it all, just let it carry on the way it is or if my wife wanted to join in. Overall, she seemed very accepting of it. She’s also spoke to our kids about it, I’ll have to pick their brains a little bit to see what they talked about. It’s a big relief that this conversation happened, it doesn’t feel like we have to hide it as much now.

Definitely Fuck [M/F 30s] [Consent] [Fingering] [Cheat] [Friends]

“So, how are things on the home front this week,” Jason called over his shoulder as stood at Katie’s sink. He smiled to himself as he heard Katie’s footsteps approaching from the opposite room. “I bet you can gueeesssss,” Katie chirped in sing-song as she bounced through the kitchen with the laundry basket held to her shapely hip. “That bad, eh?” Best friends since childhood, Katie and Jason had a long standing tradition of meeting up once a week to work on household chores, house projects, and to generally bitch about life, the meaning of the universe, and everything in between. “You know those dishes you are doing?” Katie’s voice rose a timbre as Jason’s snarky comment had reminded her of just how she was with her husband, Adam. “I have practically been begging Adam to do them since Monday! That’s three days of him ignoring me!” Jason sucked air through his teeth in grimace as he leaned into the sink and picked up the last dirty plate from the dishwater. “Yiiiikes. At least it wasn’t four days?” A playful smile spread across his face. Katie’s head popped around the corner, her curly, auburn hair falling gracefully over one shoulder, “if you had come tomorrow it would have been” she offered with her most insincere smile and an overly exaggerated eye roll. Katie then placed two fingers together in what everyone can easily identify as a “finger gun”, put the barrel to her temple, and proceeded to blast her brains all over the wall. Katie’s pantomimed over-dramatics proved too much for Jason at the moment and a great laugh tumbled from his mouth and rocked him on his heels. Momentarily unbalanced, flailed his arms and caught the edge of the sink in such a way that resulted in the entire front of his shirt and shorts being saturated from the soapy sink water. “Ah, hell!” Katie, reanimated from the dead, looked up and laughed, “I know I’m hot and all but could you please try and control yourself?” All jokes aside, she couldn’t stop herself from noticing a very clear outline of Jason’s genitalia, accentuated by the wet fabric of his gym shorts. She also couldn’t stop the way her heart skipped a beat upon seeing this scandalous silhouette. “Oh please…” Jason replied flippantly and flicked his wet fingers water towards the doorway sending droplets across the room to where Katie leaned in the doorway. Katie screeched, and turned to race back into the bedroom to avoid being splashed, the bottom of her crop-top momentarily being snagged on an errant splinter of the doorway. Katie laughed to herself as she slowed from her escape and let her thighs rest against the bed. She reached down and inspected her shirt to see if any rips had occurred. Ensuring her garment was free of tears, she shook her head in surprise at her own reactions to seeing Jason in that way, the way the outline of his cock ran down his thigh. ‘I mean his penis. Jason does not have a cock. Jason is my best friend and best friends have penis’, definitely not cocks,’ she corrected herself. ‘Just how big was he?’, she wondered. She put one hand across her forehead and thought to herself ‘girl, you have got to get a grip. Stop thinking those ridiculous thoughts right now.’ As she stood there convincing herself not to think about Jason’s cock (penis!), her free hand rested on her exposed belly and rubbed at the hem of her leggings. At the same moment Katie was willing herself not to think about what Jason might look like naked, standing in front of her kneeling form, Jason was chuckling to himself and finishing up the dirty dishes. He grabbed a towel to dry his hands and blot the majority of the moisture from his crotch. He was a little surprised to find his dick at the very early stages of a full blown erection. “Well, when did that happen?” he said to himself. He quickly went over the events that had just transpired and determined it must have been caused by Katie retreating to the bedroom. Specifically the way her ass bounced in her leggings, or maybe it was just the faintest flash of abdomen and underboob he had seen her top had snagged on the door frame. He wondered what she would look like kneeling, naked before him, her hand reaching out to wrap around his… ‘All right pal, that’s about enough of that’ he chastised himself. He took a moment to gather himself, to loosen the tightening in his abdomen and exhale deeply. His erection already beginning to fade. It had always been this way for them. Through their fifteen years of friendship. Always present was an undercurrent of sexual attraction, an ephemeral pining that they had never capitalized on (unless you count that ONE drunken kiss that both swear was a mistake and had agreed to never speak of again.) His task finally finished, and in full control of his body once again, Jason confidently walked to the bedroom to help Katie on the next task, folding the mountain of laundry. As he entered the bedroom, Jason was stuck in place by what he saw. Katie was bent over, gathering the next garment to fold, and Jason could not help but stare at the two perfect, round globes of black spandex stretched to its very limit before him. He could not stop himself as he licked his lips in lust as he stared at the way Katie’s labial folds were highlighted by the skin tight spandex. The sudden desire to bury his face between her shapely legs was almost uncontrollable. He inhaled sharply, and all of the sexual tension roared back thought his entire body, mostly coalescing in his quickly hardening cock (penis Jason!, do not start thinking about your “cock!”’ Katie noticed Jason’s mis-step and looked back over her shoulder as Jason quickly scooped a towel from the pile to fold. Unfortunately, Jason was not quite fast enough and Katie saw his large bulge straining at the seams of his grey shorts, the water that had previously soaked him now highlighting his thickening member. At the sight of her best friend's quasi-erect penis (‘cock?’), Katie noticed a physical reaction happening to herself as well. Her heartbeat doubled and she felt her blood rush to her face, and it sure felt like the temperature of the room increased by at least 50 degrees. She was instantly aware of the way her old t-shirt crop top just barely grazed over her now erect nipples and she definitely felt her pussy flood. “Sploosh,” she said under her breath. Her eyes widened in disbelief that she had just said that outloud. Jason had turned around to fold the towel, expertly tucking his cock into his waistband. Anybody who has ever been a 13 year old boy knows that’s the oldest trick in the Hide Your Boner Playbook. Katie recovered first and asked “You ok there Jason?” as she flashed a wink at Jason when their eyes met. “Uhh yep, yep. Yeah, sure, yeah” Jason stumbled as he resumed folding the towel, “just got a little wet there in the kitchen.” ‘You and me both’, Katie thought to herself with a laugh ‘ What is going on? What am I, some sort of teenage nymphomaniac?’ Deciding to change the subject quickly before any more intrusive thoughts could begin, Katie offered an update on her situation. “Things are fine. I mean they are always fine with Adam. He’s fine, I’m fine, the kids are fine, my work is fine. Blah blahblahblahblah. Everything is fine. As always. Perfect little suburban life,” she huffed and slumped against the bed to grab the next garment to fold. At this Jason raised his eyebrow and looked incredulously towards his best friend. “Oh yeah, I totally believe you about that,” he drawled sarcastically. “It’s all just so very boring Jason. I mean I never thought that life would be so boring as a stay at home wife and mother,” she chuckled as she threw herself face down across the bed dramatically. “Well, what did you expect?” “I dunno. Nothing? Just more. More spontaneity. More excitement. More passion. I just didn’t think I would be in my 30’s and already be bored of life. Doing the same thing in and out every week, cleaning the same house, hanging out with the same friends, complaining about the same things. Every. Fucking. Week.” “I’m going to pretend you didn't just insinuate that I was part of your boredom,” Jason quipped with a smile, his brain and body transitioning into a more congenial mood instead of that of a teenage boy who just found out what sex is. “I mean you kind of ARE to blame. You’re here aren’t you? Just like every other week for who knows how many years now. You’re here, we are cleaning, Adam is at work, and everything just continues” Katie huffed, now clearly well into the pouting stage. “Fair enough. Harsh criticism, but apt. Well, what do you WANT to do?” ‘I WANT you to fuck me with that cock of yours until I am nothing but a puddle on this bed.’ The thought flashed through Katie’s mind before she even had the chance to think anything else. She felt her leggings instantly soak through. She slammed her legs closed, pleasantly surprised at how good the sudden pressure felt on her clitoris. Determined to make her mind ignore those lewd thoughts, Katie quickly answered “I don’t know man, I just want more.” The room was silent as Katie tried desperately not to think about Jason pushing her up against the wall, his hard, thick, monster cock stretching her pussy. Her poor neglected pussy that hadn’t been touched by anyone in weeks… She unconsciously wiggled her hips against the mattress as her short, lusty day dream continued. Jason stood transfixed as he watched Katie’s ass wiggle on the bed. He longed to seize her legs and pull her towards him until her bottom half was bent over the bed, ripping her leggings from her hips and burying his face into her beautiful cunt from behind… His shorts could do nothing to hide his now throbbing erection. Absent-mindedly, his hand reached down and rubbed the head of his cock. ‘Fuck man, what has gotten into me today? This is ridiculous’ he chastised himself for a second time. Now acutely aware of the pregnant silence in the air, both parties completely panicked and quickly moved to do another action, any other action to move their mind, and time itself, along. Katie started to turn over so that she could run to the restroom to collect her thoughts, and Jason scooped the entirety of the laundry pile, four full loads worth, into his arms and threw them at his long time friend (and very recent sexual obsession.) Just as Katie turned to announce she had to use the restroom, the full force of the catapulted laundry hit her square in the face. Stunned and surprised, the sheer unexpectedness of Jason’s assault caused her to laugh uproariously. “Oh you are dead mother fucker” she announced from beneath layers of flannels, old band t-shirts, leggings, and approximately one million baby socks. Katie launched herself blindly forward, crashing into Jason. He tried to defend himself but was quickly tangled in limbs and freshly laundered undergarments. Tumbling to the floor, Katie felt something twist in her back and cried out, collapsing onto Jason’s chest. “Owowowow,” she winced, “fuck.” “What happened, are you ok?”Jason immediately froze, aware of three things. In order of importance: One, his best friend was in pain over something that likely was his fault. Two, her spandex clad crotch was pressed firmly on top of his turgid cock. Three, penis! Not cock! “Fuck, just give me a minute. Something popped in my back. Ahhhh, hold on,” Katie cringed. Katie was also immediately aware of three things. In order of importance: One, Jason smelled fucking awesome (‘what kind of cologne was that’). Two, her pussy was straddled over a huge hump of clothes. Three, lighting bolts of pain were shooting up her spine. Katie closed her eyes, trying to get ahold of the pain in her back, and the pleasure rolling from her aroused state and that large lump of laundry. She pressed her forehead against Jason’s chest, breathing him in deeply. She could feel his hands on her shoulders steadying her. “Ok, I’m going to get up now real slow. Could you help me?” she asked. “Of course,” Jason silently prayed to every god that had ever been worshiped by any population that Katie would not notice his hard on. Katie slowly sat up, keeping her back straight, rotating her hips until she was straddling Jason. It was not lost on her how much her back hurt, nor how good that lump of clothing felt as she ground her clitoris over it while sitting up. Jason’s eyes went wide with disbelief and he held tight to Katie’s arms as she pivoted up. His breath caught in his chest as her crotch rubbed the length of his cock and came to rest with his head nestled securely between her lips. Jason didn’t dare move, lest he draw attention to his… situation. Katie exhaled and gingerly swung her leg over the top of Jason, pleased at how the twisting move felt against her clit. She reached down to steady herself, and to move that naughty balled-up sock or whatever it was that had recently been titillating her. As soon as she touched the warm (‘hard?’) hard offending article of clothing, the gravity of the situation became very clear. Her palm was resting on Jason’s rock hard (and large) cock (‘definitely cock now.’) Trying desperately to figure out a way out of this situation, Katie left her hand there and pushed herself up. She didn’t want to yank her hand away in revulsion or surprise and embarrass Jason she told herself, even though she knew that was a lie. ‘Did… did she just stroke my fucking dick?!’ Jason’s mind raced. ‘Surely not, surely she just didn’t know. I mean, who WOULDN’T confuse a hard cock with any number of things?’ he told himself, clearly delusional. Shifting her weight to her heels in order to stand, Katie subconsciously trailed her fingertips down the center line of Jason’s erection. She then gripped her lower back and hip while lighting bolts of pain sizzled through her sciatic nerve. “Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck…” Katie groaned as Jason gripped her shoulders and helped Kaite to her feet. She limped over to the bed and slowly, slowly laid face down. “Shit Katie, are you ok?” ‘What. A. Dumb. Fucking. Question. You. Fucking. Idiot.’ Jason couldn’t help but be amazed at his brain sometimes. Jason rolled his eyes at his own stupidity and sat beside Katie on the bed, resting his hand gently onto Katie’s shoulder. “Yep. I’m great Jason. Just 900 years old and now an invalid,” Katie mumbled into the pillow she now held to her face. “Is there anything I can do to help?” Jason was desperate to help her in any way. “Just give me a minute” Katie hissed through the pain. “Ooooowwwww, fuck.” Both sat in silence as events replayed in their head. Both knew what was happening, or rather, what WOULD happen if this little play went to curtains. Both breathed in muffled silence, hearts racing. Both hesitant or unwilling to break this new touch barrier that lay before them. Jason sat on the edge of the bed, his hand still very much in the “friend zone” of Katie’s back, resting high up on the shoulder nearest to him. “Do you want me to go get some ibuprofen from the bathroom?” he asked. The room stayed silent, seconds passed like hours. Both friends' hearts pounded inside their chest, their pulses throbbing in their respective sexes. Barely audible, Katie whispered “Maybe… maybe you could…” and rubbed her lower back, illustrating where the pain was focused. “Oh!” Jason exclaimed way, way too enthusiastically “I mean, of course,” he over corrected. Katie removed her hand from her back, turned her face to the side facing Jason, and placed both of her hands under her cheeks. “Just be careful.” Her whole body tensed, waiting to feel Jason’s hands on her. Jason scooted so that he was seated in line with Katie’s knee and rolled his shoulders. He didn't know why, probably just a nervous tic. He quickly rubbed his hands together and exhaled on them to warm them and then reached out. His fingertips tentatively, slowly settled against the small of Katie’s back. Her skin bare as her crop top only reached halfway down her back. As his fingertips traced up from the waistline of her leggings, his palms slowly descended until the entire surface of his hands were on either side of Katie’s spin. As he pushed down with a small pressure, and let Katie’s skin roll under the pads of his hands, Jason could feel and watch as Katie’s exhaled, her body relaxing. As his hands reached the apex of the available skin, Jason slipped the tips of his fingers underneath the bottom of Katie’s shirt, and slid his thumbs across the bottoms of her scapula, before reversing and using the heels of his palms to apply more pressure and glide down Katie’s spine. Katie let out an involuntary moan and exhaled deeply, all pain associated from the incident earlier now being soothed away by Jason’s ministrations. Jason continued to work Katie’s lower back and iliac crest while he watched and adjusted to Katie’s reactions. To his credit, Jason was a damn fine (amateur) masseuse. He watched and adjusted accordingly based on Katie’s reactions to his touch. Neither said a word and just enjoyed the moment. Jason was completely hypnotized by Katie’s smooth skin beneath his hands, and Katie felt herself relaxing deeper and deeper. Jason’s thumbs had now started kneading the very crest of Katie’s ass. He worked his thumbs in small circles to either side of Katie’s tailbone where he could feel the knotted muscles. “Oohhhhh, fuuuuuuuuuck that feels good,” Katie said, her voice barely above a hum. “I could stay like this forever. You want to just move in here and keep massaging me for the rest of my life?” Jason watched as Katie smiled to herself, he didn't bother with a reply. The massage continued in this way for another ten minutes, Jason’s hands sliding inside the back of Katie’s shirt higher and higher until his hands were rubbing over every inch of the surface of Katie’s back. Both Katie and Jason deliberately ignoring how turned on they each were. Jason’s cock tented his shorts and he was glad that Katie’s eyes had remained closed though he was pretty sure she wouldn't tease him for this, (‘who wouldn't be turned on from this?!’) Katie’s clitoris throbbed, begging to be the target of Jason’s focus. She was glad her tights were black and that her legs were closed so that Jason could not see the damp spot that was growing (though she was pretty sure he wouldn't tease her for this, who wouldn't be turned on from this?!) Lost in thought, Jason didn’t even realize he had completely moved away from Katie’s back and was now in the process of massaging her ass. His hands started below, where her plump cheeks met the back of her thighs, squeezing and then pushing forward in almost a spreading motion. “Ummm, Jason?” Katie quietly said. Snapping back to the reality of what he was doing, Jason was horrified by his wandering digits. “Oh my God! I am so sorry. Sorry, I was lost in thought and was just totally spaced out and.. fuck, I am so fucking sorry.” Jason was instantly beet red in embarrassment. “It’s ok Jason. It’s really no problem. I was actually just going to ask you to rub my thighs a little..” Katie clarified, her voice small and tentative. Seconds (or hours) ticked by as the weight of this new step in their friendship sank into the room. Jason’s hands trembled as he reached out and placed both hands on the back of Katie’s right thigh. Katie gasped and was shocked in herself as her legs spread ever so slightly to accommodate his hands and her bottom almost imperceptibly rotated up, lifting her hips off the mattress. Jason grasped Katie’s thigh, the finger of his right hand a hair's breadth from Katie’s most personal area. ‘Touch me Jason’ Katie’s mind screamed. Jason’s hands squeezed onto her thigh and slid down all the way to her knee. Jason watched as Katie’s mouth opened and he could read the telltale pleasure on her lips. She exhaled and lifted her hips off of the mattress and he looked directly up her thighs to the obvious wet spot there. He knew then that nothing would ever be the same between them. Adventuring his hand between Katie’s legs, Jason squeezed as he ran his hands up the back of Katie’s hamstring to the original starting position. He stopped his hands so close to Katie’s pussy that he could feel the heat radiating from her sex. Jason and Katie then locked eyes, looking for consent, searching for permission. Katie’s breath came in short, excited gasps. Her hips shook and she fought not to grind her pussy against her best friend’s hand. She battled with herself momentarily before succumbing to her lust. Katie bit her bottom lips and nodded yes, small and delicate at first, and then pronounced and wanton. Jason traced the thumb of his right hand along the delicate curve of Katie’s ass and his pointer and index finger slowly, gently traced a line from the inside of Katie’s thigh, along her swollen lips, and applied direct pressure to her pubis, probing for her sensitive clit. The sheer material of Katie’s leggings allowed his hands to slide with no resistance. Katie let a moan escape with her next breath and gripped the comforter tightly in her fists. Her legs naturally spread and her hips turned, opening herself for Jason. He could feel through the spandex that her pussy was soaked and in turn his cock throbbed in his shorts. He began to move his fingers along her slit, back and forth, using the tips of his fingers to rub over her clit while his knuckle and thumb pushed against her opening. Katie gripped the sheets until her knuckles were white. She bit onto her thumb to keep from crying out as Jason touched her expertly. She pushed herself hard against his hand which was pressed firmly against her cunt. She could feel as his free hand slid up the back of her shirt and settled against the back of her neck, rubbing in cadence there. Jason continued to rub across the obvious bump of Katie’s clit. Encouraged by her reactions to his continued massage. He didn’t know where this was going to go and he didn't care. All that mattered was her, his Katie. He began to press harder upward, curling his bicep and encouraging Katie to lift her hips higher off the mattress. Katie willingly obliged and was soon crouched on her knees, her butt high in the air and her head down against the mattress. “Oh fuck that feels so good Jason,” she grunted through clenched teeth. “More,” she pleaded, “more.” Jason stopped rubbing Katie’s flooded pussy and reached for the waistband of her bottoms, rushedly pulling them over her hips and down her thighs. She reached down between her legs and helped him as they caught on her knees. Jason held the crotch of the tights and ripped them the rest of the way down Katie’s calves, throwing them clear across the room. Katie immediately resumed her position, face down, ass up, and spread her legs wider than before. Jason did not hesitate and knelt by her side, and placed one hand between her shoulders and one against her sopping cunt. Katie groaned as Jason’s skin finally touched her slick pussy, his fingers now pushed between her lips and rubbing directly against her nub. She wiggled her hips and ground herself against Jason as she clawed at the sheets. Jason ran his free hand down Katie’s back until he could grab a handful of her perfect, round ass cheek and squeezed, his thumb quickly grazing her delicate backdoor. As he squeezed, her ass and pussy partially spread apart. He let a moan of utmost desire fill the room as he leaned over gently but deliberately bit down onto her perfect ass cheek while he inserted first one, then two fingers into her liberally lubricated pussy. He began slowly, just pushing his fingers in and out of his best friend's pussy but quickly moved onto more advanced maneuvers. He curled his fingers down against the front, inner wall of her vagina and stroked until he was able to read from her reaction that he had found her most sensitive zone. He then started working his fingers in small, but deliberate patterns while pressing the knuckles of his fingers against her perineum. Katie’s mind exploded as Jason touched her as she had never been touched before. Sure, she had been fingered before, but not like this. Not by someone who was in the process of worshiping her body. Her legs quivered as Jason pleasured her, her orgasm building quickly inside of her, and she grunted like an animal in heat. “Oh, fuckfuck fuck. God, yes. Right there Jason,” she all but shouted. Jason continued to bring closer to cumming, his fingers strumming across her G-spot while his thumb pressed down against her clitoris. His cock thrummed inside of his shorts and he reached for it with his free hand. He rubbed down the length of his cock and noted that he was so aroused that it actually hurt. He rubbed his fingertips over the sensitive underside of his head and squeezed gently there. He had never known want like he did now. Between the throes of passion Katie was experiencing, she was able to open her eyes and focus momentarily on Jason and she could see his free hand rubbing over his engorged member. She needed it, she needed him. She needed Jason. She flailed her arm out from under her head and knocked his hand out of the way. Confused, Jason thought that he had screwed up and time stood still. However, Katie’s true intention was made clear. She reached out and grabbed onto the waistband of his gym shorts and pulled forward and down. His cock sprang forth and Katie gasped. Jason’s cock was long, thick, and red with arousal. It pulsed and she could see little droplets of pre-cum leak out. She unconsciously licked her lips as she wrapped her hand around Jason. Jason groaned and resumed his stimulations of Katie’s now quivering pussy. She knew she was close, he knew she was close, all she had to do was release. Katie began stroking Jason’s beautiful cock quickly. There was no time for romance or foreplay. This was about release. She squeezed his member as she used the loose skin to make small strokes over just the head. “Ohhhh, fuck Katie. You feel so good,” Jason moaned. Spurred on by his enthusiasm, Katie released his and brought her hand to her mouth and generously licked the palm of her hand before returning it to Jason and stroking the entire length. Her hand now lubricated, she stroked up and down and over the head of Jason’s cock and could feel Jason’s hips rocking in time. “Katie, fuck I’m going to cum,” Jason managed to get out before he felt the his balls suck in towards his abdomen. He knew that he was moments away from blowing everywhere. Hearing Jason speak so lewdly drove Katie over the edge and her orgasm ripped through her. Her cunt exploded and she felt her ejaculate splash out of her and pour down her legs. As Katie’s orgasm ripped through her entire body and exploded all over Jason’s hand, she involuntarily clamped her hand hard around Jason’s cock in ecstasy which lifted him over the edge. Every muscle in his body tensed and he cried out Katie’s name as he shot four thick ropes of cums all across her legs and ass. Jason’s head nodded down as he tried to catch his breath as he sat on his heels and Katie’s grip loosened, letting the remaining cum dribbled from his still turgid cock. Seeing Jason cum and hearing his carnal cry out of her name filled Katie with an overwhelming warmth within her. It didn't hurt that his fingers were still buried deep in her cunt and making very small adjustments. Her entire body quivered as she began to relax and allow her hips to slowly settle onto the mattress. Jason pulled his very wet fingers out of Katie and descended to lay next to Katie. His shoulder rested on top of her, his arm draped across her back, and the two friends stared into one another's eyes. Not a word was said. Years of friendship allowed them to say more with their micro expressions than words could ever convey. Fear, doubt, guilt, happiness, terror, lust, desire, love… all communicated silently between them. Ever the awkward, Jason opened his mouth to speak first but Katie quickly stopped him by pressing her mouth to his. Her lips were soft and warm, flushed from the events that had just transpired. She melted against him as he pulled her closer with his arm. Katie opened her mouth and felt Jason’s tongue dance over her lips and intertwine with her own. They broke apart after just a few moments but those moments had been years in the making. Katie was the first to speak. Out of breath still, she said, “fuck.” Jason nodded in agreement, “fuck,” his eyes never leaving hers. The potential consequences of their actions weighed heavy on Katie’s mind, “fuck!” Jason’s face was crestfallen, “fuck..” He rested his forehead against hers and held her close, not wanting the moment to end. Minutes ticked by as they each struggled to find answers of which there were none. Jason started to speak, “Look Katie, I’ll take all the heat for this, I can figure something out, don’t worry, I’ll make this right and…” Katie hushed him with her finger against his lips, looked deep into his eyes and asked… “Fuck?” Jason’s heart immediately filled with warmth and contentment. He smiled, chuckled and agreed… “Fuck. Definitely fuck.” \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*

My Wife, His Property (Ch.03 New Sensations) Part 1

How far would you go for your deepest sex fantasies? Would you let it change your life? Would you let it change your marriage? Would you risk your perfect relationship with your wife or girlfriend, just to fulfill your wildest sex dreams? Well, I've loved hotwife & cuckold erotica for a long time, but I always separated my fantasy from reality. It wasn't until I met my now wife, Olivia, that I started thinking about incorporating my Fantasy into my life. Although there are many women who want an open relationship, my Olivia is the exact opposite. She comes from a conservative religious family, and it has always been important to her to keep her body count low, just like her father taught her to do. To be honest, she hasn't had sex with anyone else besides me. I was her first kiss, and I took her virginity. That's why I've always been aware that she would react rather reluctantly to the idea of being shared. Still, I couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like if she were my hotwife. Eventually the day came, when I decided, that my fantasy should be part of my life and not just a fantasy. But how do you convince a woman who doesn't want to be shared to become a hotwife? How do you explain to her that you want to see her with other men? What will she think of you when she hears about your wildest sex dreams? I didn't know how to approach Olivia about it, and I was afraid of what she would think of me after she found out about it. I'm sure there are many men in the same situation as I was, who would like to share their wife, but they don't know how to tell her, that the thought of her with other men turns them on. So I started thinking how I would get my Olivia to be shared. That's when I got the idea, that the best way to make her my hotwife is to show her what it's like to get fucked by a big cock. For this reason, I bought a huge BBC dildo and a blindfold. Now, it was time to wait until the perfect moment came to use it. Since Olivia and I had booked a trip to Spain, I decided to use the dildo for the first time during that trip. And so it happened that we experienced a wild night in Spain together. First, we drank and danced in a bar, and then, when we got back to our hotel room, where we hooked up. And GOD was the sex good. It was absolutely the best sex I had with Olivia, until then at least. Basically, while Olivia was blindfolded, I surprised her with the dildo and the rest is history.... (If you want to learn more about that night, read chapter 01) I learned a lot from that night and I knew that I wanted to push this fantasy of mine even further. But unfortunately, even though Olivia had shaking orgasms from the dildo, she didn't allow me to use it on her anymore after the holiday. I knew that the dildo had brought her to her absolute sexual climax, and that the orgasms that Olivia got from the dildo were the most intense she had ever felt. And yet, she denied me using it on her. But life goes on, and we both decided to move in together. Since our friends helped us, we threw a housewarming party for them in our new apartment. After the party, when Olivia and I were alone and drunk, we cuddled on the couch, and we talked about us and our future. Eventually, one thing led to another, and before we knew it, we were making out and had sex. That night I tried to fuck Olivia with the dildo once more, and because she was drunk, she finally gave in to the temptation. During that night, the dildo proved to me again, that Olivia needs a big fat cock in her life. It is indescribable how much it turns me on when I see how Olivia's pussy gripping tightly around the dildo, and it is also indescribable, how much Olivia enjoyed the feeling of being completely filled out. (If you're interested in the whole night of the housewarming party, check out Chapter 2) Unfortunately, I screwed it up during that night, because I have drunk too much. And so it happened, that as I was fucking Olivia with the dildo, I suddenly got sick. So I ran to the bathroom where I threw up. It was clear, that we wouldn't continue sex anymore, so I fell asleep thinking I fucked up and missed my chance.... But all of a sudden, a noise woke me up in the middle of the night. I tried to go back to sleep, but the noise wouldn't let me. As I became a little more awake, I realized what the noise was. It was Olivia's pleasurable moans. My heart was racing with excitement as I headed for the bedroom door. When I reached it, I stopped and took a deep breath. I didn't know what to expect on the other side, but finally I gathered my courage and opened the door a bit. What I saw totally blew my mind. Olivia was in the living room riding the BBC dildo which she attached to a chair. She really looked like a perfect white slut at that moment. So I grabbed my cock and started jerking off, as I watched her satisfying herself with the huge dildo. But after a short moment, I knew that I needed more. So I gathered all my courage again, opened the door and walked towards Olivia..... **************************************** **************************************** Olivia froze in shock when she noticed me standing naked in front of her. Her face showed that she did not know what to say. "Ben, I..... I...." She began, but I didn't let her finish. I knew, that if I said anything wrong now, it would screw up the whole thing, and Olivia wouldn't continue anymore. I knew she felt guilty for enjoying the dildo without me, so I knew I had to reassure her, that it wasn't a bad thing but rather quite the opposite. It even turned me on. So that is why I put a finger over her mouth, before she could finish her sentence, and whispered, "SHHHHH, it's OKed, Liv. Keep enjoying it, and I'll just watch." But Olivia didn't listen to me. Instead, she got up and let the dildo slide out of her pussy. Still driven by guilt, she stood in front of me and said, "Ben, I am sorry. I..." But again, I interrupted her and said, "Babe, you don't have to apologize. I'm standing here naked with a boner in front of you. There really is no reason to feel bad or guilty." Olivia didn't answer. Instead, she stood there and said nothing as she thought about the situation. To further convince her of her innocence, I took her hand and guided her to my cock. "Look at how much you turned me on." I told her. Finally, Olivia looked down at my dick and took it in her hand. "I have to say that you've never been this hard before." she replied." Her words made me want to touch her as well. So, I took my hand and started rubbing her clit with slow circular movements. In response to my touch, Olivia gasped softly, "Ahhhhhhh," Then she started to jerk off my cock slowly. This showed me, that I had Olivia where I wanted her. So I dared to go a little further with my fingers, and put two fingers inside her. "Fuck, this pussy feels sooo loose." I thought to myself, as my fingers slipped easily inside, "The dildo has really stretched her out." After some time, I was sure that Olivia wouldn't stop anymore. So, I took her by the hand and we both went to the chair, where I helped her put the tip inside. I was amazed how easy it was, to get enormous BBC inside her. This proved to me that her body was slowly adapting to the size and pleasure of a BBC. "Ohhhhhh..... Fuuuuuck." gasped Olivia, as she felt it inside once more and I kissed her on the forehead and told her, "Now forget I'm even here and enjoy yourself like you did before. Meanwhile, I'll sit on the couch and enjoy the show." Next, I made myself comfortable on the couch, so that I could watch my girl ride this black behemoth. She had her back turned to me, so I had a perfect view of her gorgeous ass. "Ahhhh..... Uuugh." Olivia moaned as she took the dildo deeper and deeper with each new movement of her hips. I felt my cock throb and I started jerking off, matching my pace to hers. Watching Olivia was an absolute spectacle. Her moans were louder and more pleasurable than if I were to fuck her with my cock, and it sounded like music to my ears. The way she moved her hips like a succubus, like a perfect white slut trying to get more and more pleasure, and yet she wasn't a slut. She was my innocent Olivia who had sex with no one else but me. "You look so hot, baby." I said to her. "Mmmmmm..... Do you enjoy the show, Ben?" She asked. "Oh, I love it, actually." I replied. After a while of watching Olivia, I noticed, that she was able to get the dildo deeper inside her and fuck herself faster and harder, as when I fucked her with it. This gave me an idea, so I said to her, "Take it as deep as you can, baby." Overcome with pleasure, Olivia made no reply. Instead, she lifted her hips so that most of the dildo slipped out of her. Now only the tip was inside. She lingered in the position for a brief moment, and then, with slow movement, pushed her hips back down. I watched her amazed as the black monster disappeared inch by inch inside her. "Uuuuuughh.... Ben, it's.... so.... BIG!" replied Olivia as she hit her limit. At the same time, she lingered in that position for a moment, allowing the dildo to stretch her even further. From my position, I could see that she got about two inches more inside, than when I first fucked her with the dildo in Spain. "That's enough." I thought to myself. I've seen enough, and now it was time to get involved. So I got up and went over to Olivia. She was a little sweaty from all the riding, but in my eyes, it only made her even hotter. "Stop" I said. "Why?" Asked Olivia confused. "Because I want to join." She understood what I meant and gave me a naughty look. Together, we took the dildo off the chair and attached it to the floor. Now Olivia was able to ride the dildo and suck my dick at the same time. However, before Olivia put the dildo in her pussy, she knelt, took my cock in her mouth and blew me for a brief moment. She then ended the blowjob by taking my entire cock in her mouth, which of course wasn't a challenge for her. Then she spat on her hand and spread her spit on the dildo. At the same time, she looked me in the eyes and said with a smile on her face, "I am just applying the lub." and I smiled back. I doubt we needed any more lube, especially since the whole dildo was completely covered in her juices, but I was still pleased that she did something what I showed her. It showed me that she was learning. When Olivia finished spreading her spit, she put the dildo back inside her pussy and slowly started to ride it as she began to lick my dick again. Her tongue touched my tip, then run down my shaft to the base. She widened her tongue and swabbed upward, beginning a series of licks like she would lick a lollipop, base to top and all the way around. At the same time, she held onto my legs with both hands while she fucked the dildo with slow thrusts. "Mmmmm.... your meat is sooo hard, babe." said Olivia and continued to suck my cock. "He's so hard, because you were such a dirty bad girl today." I replied. Fueled by the pleasure, Olivia became very sloppy. Soon she was drooling and her spit ran down her chin, while her moans and gagging echoed around the room. "Am I a good slut today, Ben?" She asked. "Yes, you are a perfect little white Slut." Driven by lust, I called Olivia 'white slut', instead of just 'slut' like I originally intended. Fortunately, she didn't know what white slut means and continued to ride the BBC dildo as if nothing had happened. We were alone in our new apartment, and yet I pictured Olivia riding a black bull instead of the dildo. I imagined how she satisfied this black man with her beautiful body, and how he got from her what should only be mine. This experience was the closest thing to my hotwife fantasy I've ever experienced. After a while, Olivia began to ride the dildo harder and faster, and I felt how she digged her nails into my legs. The faster she rode it, the more she focused on the BBC dildo, and I slowly but surely noticed her attention shift from my cock to the black behemoth, until she gave herself completely to it and ignored my dick. "Ahhh... Fuck!.. Yes... Yes.... YES! It feels sooo fucking goooood." exploded Olivia with pleasure, as she rode the dildo roughly. Seeing that Olivia chose the dildo instead of my cock, made me explode with lust, and I took my cock in my hand and started jerking it off hard. I knew that this was the perfect moment to cum and because the whole situation was arousing me so much, so it took me only seconds to orgasm. The orgasm hit me like a truck, and I felt my cock shooting the cum out. Splash! The cum landed on Olivia's beautiful breasts, which bounced back and forth due to Olivia's rough riding movements. "Yes, cum for me! Cum for me, baby!" Shouted Olivia. She lifted her breasts with her hands and prepared herself for the next load. Simultaneously, she closed her eyes, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Splash! The next load hit Olivia in her beautiful face. Some of it landed on her tongue, some of it on the cheek, and some of it in her hair. Splash! I shoot my third and last load on her beautiful breasts again. "Mmmm," she said as she closed her mouth and tasted my cum. At the same time, I took my cock and smeared the rest of the sperm that had accumulated at the tip, on her nipple. "Wow, that was a lot." Olivia said, and she was right, I don't know if I've ever cum that much. Feeling drained, I sat on the couch and watched her. She was sweaty, and her hair was messed up. Cum was in her hair, on her face and dripping off her tits on the floor. At the same time, she rode a big fat BBC dildo and bit her lip with sheer pleasure and yet, Olivia has never looked hotter to me than at this moment. She looked like a vixen, like a nympho trying to squeeze every spark of pleasure out of the dildo. That was her, my Olivia, my sweet Olivia. The woman I loved more than anything. The woman who has always been decent and nice and hasn't had sex with anyone else but me. That was her... And now she was in front of me, looking like a succubus enjoying every inch of the dildo. The dildo brought her to new sensations and at that moment, Olivia gave in to the pleasure and explored a world that had been hidden from her until the dildo came into her life Of course, her body hasn't fully adjusted to a BBC yet, but it was starting to. She still couldn't get the whole dildo in, but she was able to fit almost two inches more into her beautiful pussy than she had the first time in Spain, and she was also able to shove the dildo faster and fuck herself harder. With each new orgasm, it hurt her less and less, and in its place came more and more pleasure. "Ugghhh, Ben, it stretches me out so much." Said Olivia. I looked at her and replied, "And do you like it?" In reply, Olivia mumbled "Mhm" briefly. Then, she picked up her pace, playing with her nipple with one hand while massaging her clit with the other for that extra boost of pleasure. "Ahh… Uhm… Uh…. Oh, SHIT!" she moaned lustfully. "You like it, baby?" I asked "Yes" she replied. But I wanted to hear more from her, so I said, "I can't hear you, Olivia." "YES! OH, BEN, YES!" cried Olivia, and in her voice was the enormous pleasure she was feeling. "Tell me about it." I demanded. But instead of getting the answer I expected, Olivia called out loudly. "Ah… A-Ah… Ow…. AHHHH! Ben, I am cummi....." She didn't manage to finish the word because she was overwhelmed by the orgasm. Instead, a loud but lustful and sweet scream echoed throughout the room. I watched her intently as she trembled with pleasure, and it amazed me, how intense the orgasm was. After the trembling stopped, she fell to the side on the floor and laid there, curled up and covered in cum. She didn't move, and the only sign that she was still alive was her breathing, which was loud and fast, but getting slower and quieter with each breath. It looked as if her soul had left her body for a brief moment... **************************************** **************************************** I was the first to get up the next morning. Morning, morning isn't actually the right term for it, because it was already past 12 in the afternoon. I felt miserable and had a hungover, but I forced myself out of bed and went into the living room, letting Olivia sleep. While I was making my coffee, I thought about what happened. As I told you before, it was a long way until my sweet Olivia became my hotwife. It wasn't something that happened in one night, but something that took time. In this 'hotwife transformation', Olivia went through different stages and last night ended the first stage, 'the denial stage', and started the second, which I call 'fear.' You might be wondering why the second stage is called fear, well, let me explain. During the first Stage, Olivia denied that size mattered. After the Spain vacation, she convinced herself that the enormous pleasure she had felt that night had nothing to do with the size of the BBC dildo, but was rather due to other reasons. Afraid that the size might be the cause, she didn't allow me to use the dildo on her. But now she had no more doubts. The pleasure was real. And the reason for this tremendous pleasure was the size of the dildo. She now knew that size mattered, or rather, she accepted it. She has known it since Spain but has always denied it. This acceptance frightened her. She didn't know what to think about it, and she feared what this meant for our relationship. But what should I do next to make my fantasy of Olivia sleeping with other men come true? I've been asking myself this question all morning. Originally, the purpose of the dildo was to convince Olivia that there was something much better than my cock. I figured that if I showed her how much pleasure she can get from a BBC, it would be easier to convince her to sleep with other men and become my hotwife. But now, after catching Olivia masturbating with the dildo, I knew that the purpose of the dildo was served. I knew that I now had to take a new step in order to reach my fantasy, and I also knew, that it was time to tell Olivia about it. But how? How am I supposed to tell a woman like Olivia, who has always kept her body count as low as possible, that in my kinkiest dreams she's being fucked hard and dirty by multiple black men? To be honest, I didn't really think about how I'm going to tell her about it until now, because I never thought I'd get that far with my fantasy. As I thought about a solution, I remembered my favorite erotic story, in which a guy named Bill forgets to delete his browsing history and thereby his wife Amber finds out about his fantasy. Not knowing how to tell Olivia about it, I concluded that the best thing would be to open up some hotwife porn sites on my laptop and hope Olivia discovers them while I'm at work. But as you will soon read, nothing came of my plan. Olivia got up nearly an hour later. She walked up to me, hugged and kissed me, before she said, "Good morning, Darling," and went to the shower, while I made her favorite tea. After her shower, we sat down at the table and had a little something to eat together. We were chatting about different things until Olivia finally said, "Have you noticed the gym, which is 5 minutes away from here?" I didn't have to think long, because I've noticed the gym several times since I drive past it on the way to work, so I answered. "You mean the green gym, which is roughly next to our bakery?" "Yeah" she replied shortly. I asked out of curiosity, "So, what about it?" "I am considering registering there." She said. I looked at her and replied in surprise, "How come? I mean, you have a great figure, you don't have to lose weight or anything like that." "Yes, I know, sweetheart" she answered and briefly thought about how to put her thoughts into words. Then she continued, "I've always loved doing sports, but since I started studying, I've neglected it. The main reason was actually the long train ride from my home to the gym. This took me way too much time. Now that we've moved and there's a gym right around the corner, I'd love to start exercising again. Mainly because I need a change from my studies, as I only sit around for hours at the university and don't move." We continued the conversation for a few minutes, and I slowly noticed that Olivia was getting more and more restless. She would only look at her food and play with it. That and her body language made me realize that something was bothering her. So, I nervously waited for her to bring up the topic which was worrying her. Finally, Olivia looked into my eyes as she said, "Ben, I need to talk to you." Unable to maintain eye contact, she looked away before she continued, "I.... I think we should stop using the dildo." My heart stopped for a moment. Surprised, I looked at her because I didn't understand why she had changed her mind so suddenly. Just a few hours ago, I caught her masturbating herself with the dildo, and now she wants nothing to do with it. I saw how intense her orgasms were and how much pleasure she got from the dildo, so I didn't understand why she was saying this right now. Confused, I looked at her and asked, "Why?" Still not unable to look me in the eyes, Olivia replied, "Because..... because I think it's not good for us.... for us and our relationship." "I don't really understand. Please explain yourself." I said to her. Olivia had her head back and was holding both hands on her face, covering her eyes. She lingered in that position for a while, as she thought about what to reply. Finally, she looked at me and said, "Because it makes me do things, I would never do... because it..." I interrupted her and said, "Because it's better than my dick." Surprised by my statement, she averted her gaze from me and looked at the floor, as she sat silently on the chair. After a moment, I reached out for her hand and held it while I spoke to her, "Liv, I want you to be honest with me, like you always have. It's okay if you get more pleasure from the dildo than from me and my cock." She still didn't say anything, so I added, "It's okay, Darling, just tell me the truth." She finally took a deep breath in and out before she said to me, "Yes, Ben, the dildo is better." I was about to answer her, but she continued, "But I don't want it to be better than you, Ben. You are my man, you should be the best for me and not some piece of silicon. That's why I think we should stop." Afraid, that this could be the end of my fantasy, I tried to change her mind and said to her, "But you know I don't mind if you prefer the dildo. You saw how turned on I was last night, right? Why are you thinking like this now?" Olivia answered, "'Cause I think there shouldn't be anything better for me than.... You know what, Ben, how about you explain this to me. Why does it turn you on when I fuck the dildo?" Sweat ran down my back when I heard her words. I knew that the next step would be to tell Olivia about my fantasy, but originally I planned it very differently, how I was going to tell her. So, I said to her, "Because I bought it to make you feel special." But the answer wasn't enough for Olivia, and she kept asking, "Yeah, you told me that before, but that's not my point. Why did you even need a dildo for that, you could bring me to orgasm without it." I took a deep breath and said, "But not like this, Liv, not like this." She said nothing, so I continue, "I know that you felt enormous pleasure from the size of the dildo. Actually, when I bought it, I already knew that it would give you exactly that.... look, I love you, Olivia, and I just want the best for you, in love, and in sex." She looked back at me and said, "Ben, but you are always the best for me. I'm absolutely satisfied with you. You are the perfect man I have always wished for, trust me." "That may be the case when it comes to love. But as far as sex goes, I'm not so sure." Annoyed, said Olivia, "I was sure. I was sure all the time that you are the best until you gave me this dildo. Look, that's the part I don't understand about you, Ben. In me, you got a woman who has never had anything sexual with anyone but you. This is something that most men long for. But instead, you buy me a dildo because you know it will please me better than you. Why? Explain yourself." I could feel my heart racing, and I was shaking slightly from nervousness. Was that the moment? Was that really the moment I told Olivia about my dirtiest sex dreams? Olivia stood up and walked around the table. She crouched on the floor in front of me, took my hand and looked at me as she said, "Ben, I was just honest with you, and now I want you to be honest with me too." she paused for a moment, then continued, "Help me understand you, Ben." I might have sat calmly in the chair, but inside I was panicking. "You have to tell her now," and "don't be a pussy," I thought to myself the whole time. "Ben...." whispered Olivia. Finally, I gathered all my courage and said to her, "I.... Ehm.... sit down first." Olivia returned to her seat and when she was seated, I continued, "Have you ever heard the word hotwife?" Confused, she looked at me and answered, "You just mean a hot wife, meaning a good-looking woman?" I replied, "No, that's actually not what I mean, a hotwife is a woman who lives in an open relationship with her partner. She loves her partner, yes, but she is allowed to have sex with other people and her partner is aware of all of her sexual activities. The partner can participate in the sexual happenings or just watch his wife. Some couples also choose for the woman to have sex alone with her lover in private, so without the husband being there." While I spoke to her, Olivia sat quietly. She didn't get up and run away, but rather listened to me carefully. For this reason, I respected Olivia even more. After I finished my explanation, I took a sip of coffee. In the time, Olivia replied, "At first, I thought that you didn't love me anymore or that I wasn't enough to satisfy your sexual needs. But I think I'm starting to understand that this has nothing to do with that. It is simply your secret fetish to see me with other men." Olivia took a deep breath, then continued, "But what I don't understand about it is why the thought of seeing me with another man turns you on. You told me back then that your ex cheated on you and that it was the worst experience of your life. If seeing your partner with other men gets you so horny, why didn't you stay with your ex?" I didn't have to think long because I already knew the answer, so I replied, "Well, because it's not cheating, is it? Cheating is awful yes but the difference between cheating and my fantasy is, that when you cheat, you try to hide it from your partner. On the other hand, my fantasy is about exploring together as a couple the sexual needs of the woman. As for my ex, it's a fantasy I've had for a long time, but didn't have back then. She also cheated on me, and now that you know the difference between cheating and my fantasy, it goes without saying why I left her at the time." "Okay, I understand," she said and went on, "But what I still don't get is how do you get your pleasure out of it. I mean, in your fantasy, I'm the one that feels the physical pleasure. How and why does seeing me with other men satisfy you." I breathed out and said, "Ahhhhhhh, Liv. The truth is, I don't know myself. Some men are into the fantasy because, on the one hand, it can sexually arouse a man to watch his wife have sex. For others, breaking a taboo and jealousy is what sexually arouses them. I don't know why it turns me on. All I know is that it turns me on, and that's what matters. The two times you used a dildo proved to me that I'm not jealous, but that it really turns me on to see you reaching your sexual climax." Olivia replied, "Yes, but the dildo is just a piece of silicone. It's not a human. Who knows, you might get jealous when you see me with someone else." Confident, I said to her, "I won't be jealous and even if I do, it's my own fault and I won't be mad at you at all." Neither of us said anything for a minute. Finally, I took her hand, looked deep into her eyes and asked her, "Olivia, do you want to be my hotwife? Do you want to explore with me a world full of lust and pleasure?" Olivia said nothing, so I continued. "let's give it a try. There is nobody, absolutely nobody, with whom I would rather experience my fantasy than with you." Eventually she replied, "First, Ben, I want to thank you for being honest with me and trusting me with your fantasy. But your fantasy goes against all the rules I've set for myself as a woman. I've always wanted to keep my body count as low as possible. But I love you. I really do... more than anything, and just as you want to make me happy, I want to make you happy as well. So, give me some time. I don't know the answer to your question yet, but I'll think about it... and don't push me."

[C/C] I (M21) have a huge crush on my cousin (F18) I CONFESSED

Ok so I went to see my cousin today and we laid on her bed and watched a movie for a while before she got closer to me and put her hand on my stomach and head on my shoulder. We messed around cuz she tried to tickle me so i got on top of her and we had a bit of a moment it was so hot. Anyway, nothing much happened after that and i was beating myself up for not confessing so i called her and i did. She said she didn't care and would be fine trying something if she didn't have a boyfriend and she doesn't wanna cheat on him. she then proceeded to call me hot and said she felt the same way for a bit too but was hesitant because of her bf and her family.

[B/S] I'm visiting my parents and I guess the thing with my sister finally happened.

Aaaaalright this will be the last update covering the events from last week. The next one will cover everything that’s happened this week. The morning after the family sex session, I woke up pretty much in disbelief of what had happened. Even by the new standard of what’s ‘normal’ in our family this felt like the wildest things have gotten yet. It was the first time all four of us were in the room. Waking up before anyone else, I made my way out to have a ‘regular’ day of work. Maybe another brief period of distance from my family would be wise. I mean, at the end of the day, no one ever regrets easing into circumstances. My sister texted me, over the course of the next two days asking me when I’d be ready to have the conversation I mentioned, but I made up excuses. And, I mean, I have no reason to lie to you… Keeping my distance isn’t really the main reason why I avoided my sister. It was mainly because I didn’t know what to tell her. Like, what would we even talk about at this point? By the second half of Thursday, it looked like my sister had gotten the hint and stopped insisting. I decided to give myself some time to figure out what I wanted to say and only until then, summon a meeting. On top of all of this, I had Black Friday to prepare for, which, like I’ve mentioned already, is the craziest time of the year. So, I had also spent the previous 48 hours working non-stop. Finally, Black Friday arrived and everything was ready to go. At my new job there was some hesitancy about letting me work remotely for such an important date. But I had made a strong case for it and eventually they agreed. Contingent on having lots of communication happen on the day of. There is this platform, called Klavyo. And it’s an industry tool to do email marketing. So basically, all these ecommerce emails that would be sent out at very precise moments throughout the weekend had been built and scheduled. And, as if I couldn’t be luckier… On Friday morning, I come to realize, I can’t log in. The biggest pit forms in my stomach while I keep freaking out that maybe someone hacked our account. I cannot overstate how catastrophic it would be to not send these emails out. After googling the issue and reaching out to support, I learn that this was a global problem. Everyone that uses this platform was not able to use it. And when I was finally able to log in, all my emails were gone! This was days of work that disappeared at once. I was lightheaded from how much stress I was experiencing all at once. And there was no way in which I’d be able to deal with everything that needed to be done alone. But I couldn’t get help from anyone that wasn’t sitting next to me. So I called my sister and asked her to rush to the Starbucks where I was working, and that it was an emergency. She showed up and, being the incredible teammate she has been in the past, she didn’t ask any questions about the situation. She came in, guns blazing to ask me what I needed her to do first. As I re-built all my emails and sent them out manually, she communicated with my office on DMs, keeping them updated of everything. I would set up the emails and she would run them through grammarly and test all the buttons and links in them. It was a full day of freaking out and solving problems. We must’ve looked so freaked out. Because one of the Starbucks employees brought us refills of our coffees without us asking. I made a little bit of small talk and kind of explained the situation to her. She said, “you’re lucky your girlfriend was around and able to help!” as she left. My sister and I looked at each other and smiled timidly. By the time the chaos finally ended, the staff was putting the chairs on the table and mopping the floor. We’d come out victorious, but absolutely drained. My boss had told me they were relieved I was able to handle the situation and got a good ol pat in the back. I thanked my sister and we shared a hug in front of her car, after we’d packed her things. “I honestly cannot tell you how grateful I am that you spent the whole day helping me. This is what I missed the most since we’ve started talking again.” I said, while holding her tight. At this point, I honestly can’t tell you if I said the last part out loud or only thought it. But I am certain the meaning came across to her successfully. “Can I take you out for dinner to say thank you?” I asked her. To which she said yes, and added “but it’ll have to be somewhere expensive. I want my commission from my contribution today.” We chuckled and agreed on one place, heading out there in different cars. Once at the restaurant, we were quick to order a couple of cocktails and the food. We were starving, and both due to how hungry and exhausted we were, most of this time was one long silent pause. We ate quietly, smiling whenever our gazes met. It wasn’t awkward. We were both kind of letting the victory of the day sink in. “Thank you so much for helping me today. I really couldn’t have done it without you,” I said. I reached out my hand and placed it on top of hers. Just as a little gesture to communicate my gratitude. But her hand turned and grabbed onto mine. Saying, “You’re welcome. I had fun.” We stayed there for a second, and I squeezed her hand softly one last time before letting go. After that, the meal turned much more lively. The cocktails were probably kicking in. The longer we talked the more empathy I had with Past Me. I understand what he fell in love with. Dinner made me realize how much I missed her and how happy I am whenever I’m around her. A few more silent gazes took place before we were done with our drinks. We just stared into each other’s eyes, fully knowing what was happening inside the other’s head. In hindsight, I can only imagine how intense that moment would’ve seemed for any nearby observer. Just two people sitting at a restaurant trying to choke each other with The Force. During one of these eye contact episodes, my sister smiled and looked around the room, then, from the corner of her mouth, she said “Ummm… I think it’s time for us to leave… So many commitments… and the appointments.” I knew exactly what she meant. After asking for the check I asked “tell me. What kind of appointments do you have this evening?” In a snarky tone, she replied “Wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy.” We walked out to the parking lot and, without thinking about it, I walked her to her car. We held hands as we strolled. The night was perfectly crisp and quiet. It really felt like it would’ve been amazing to stargaze. The car was in front of us a lot sooner than I would’ve liked. She stood in front of me, jiggling her keys and said “Thanks for dinner. I had fun tonight.” Staring at her lips, I took a few silent seconds before I said “Thank you for your help.” She kissed me on my cheek, and as her face was coming down, she stopped in front of mine. We stayed still, looking at each other, staring at her mouth, her nose. Simultaneously, our mouths came together and we kissed. We made out for a minute. It took a little moment before I was comfortable putting my hands on her hips and bringing her in closer. I remember thinking that it was probably the fact that we’d had this crisis to deal with together that had motivated this kiss. In combination with two or three cocktails. Finally, our lips came apart and we smiled. This time, obviously less confidently than we had before in the evening. “If you want,” she said, clearly uncertain, “I can leave my car here and we can pick it up in the morning.” Immediately, my whole body ran hot. I felt like my ears were about to catch on fire. Paralysed, I stood there, trying to think of the right way of spitting out what I wanted to say. Before I opened my mouth, though, she said “Actually, I know what you’re gonna say. And you’re right. Maybe making this decision tipsy isn’t the best idea.” I agreed and apologized for it. She insisted she thinks it’s the best thing to do. No further conversation took place. She said goodbye and I wished her a good night. She then raised her body to give me a peck, then out of nowhere… brutally pinches my nipples. Insane. She mimed tearing them out and throwing them further in the parking lot. Then, with a funny voice, said “good luck finding them… idiot!” then did an evil laugh, got in her car and left. It would be an understatement to say I didn’t sleep at all that night. I also didn’t know what to do with myself or my feelings. But there was no time to spend thinking about this. Black Friday weekend continued Saturday, Sunday and Cyber Monday. And, although the situation was under control by the end of Friday, the other days were still way more hectic than they needed to be. So I didn’t really have a moment to dwell in what had happened. That’s until Monday night, when my sister came to my grandma’s unannounced to have a conversation.

[MF] Sometimes, one look is enough.

I work part-time as a cashier in a small bodega-type store. It's quite boring, but it's perfect for a student. I can just pass the time however I like; study, ideally, scroll mindlessly, realistically. Not to toot my own horn, but I'm not bad looking, I sometimes get flirty customers, not that often, but I like that about this job. Nothing ever serious or reciprocated though, mostly the occasional dude or middle aged woman. I just laugh and say thanks. A few weeks ago, a jaw-dropping, gorgeous girl came in. I recognize most customers at this point but I'd never seen her before, I would've remembered. Tall black (more biracial, but I didn't want to assume) girl, curly hair, in a long beige coat and heels. She browsed around while I served a customer, and came by to ask for the keys to the bathroom. She was even hotter up close. I'm not exactly the most sexual person out there, 99% of the time I frankly barely do more than notice when I see a hottie. Sometimes, there's just, ya know, that je ne sais quoi, she had it, her eyes especially were incredible. Butterflies when she looked at me. Not exactly in a "love at first sight" way, but in a "lust at first sight" way. I finished up with the customer and waited for her to come out, sadly someone else walked in as she came with a couple snacks. I smiled at her and scanned her items, and she paid. As she turned around to leave, she smiled, a sort of half, cheeky smile. She kept eye contact for way longer than anyone would, and her eyes. God. They said something, and I thought I knew what that was, I hoped I did. "Fuck," I thought, "I'm gonna be thinking about this look all night." I looked outside at the tiny parking lot, only one car in it. She was getting in. I finished up with the customer and looked out again, I couldn't see inside the car, and waited to see her leave, but the car didn't move. I worried about potentially misinterpreting that look, so I grabbed a random disposable vape and went out, pretending to take a smoke, or rather vape break? I wouldn't knock on her window, but I'd make myself.. available, and hope for the best. Her door opened about a minute later. "Hey." She said. I looked at her, I hadn't noticed earlier because my entire focus had been on those eyes, but under her cost I could see an unbuttoned jacket, and a black lace-type bra. I don't know much about bras so.. that's all I got. I looked down for a second, could help it, she was wearing a short skirt, and black stockings. If her look was a jab, her outfit felt like Tyson the pigeon-lord himself just graced me with an uppercut. "Hey," I said back, "did ya forget something?" "Kind of," she said, flashing that same smile, "you know, you should avoid those things," she said, pointing at my vape, "it'll ruin your good looks." Fuck meee. My brain was melting, I went for the dumbest response because that's what my brain gave me. "Oh this? I don't vape, to be honest. I just needed an excuse to go outside." Interesting strategy, let's see how it pays off. She laughed, her laugh was somehow just like her smile, it turned me on, I wanted this girl so fucking bad. What in the fucking brain chemistry is happening. "I can't tell if you got no game, or too much of it, I'm glad you came out though. If we're doing honesty, I wasn't really doing anything in my car, besides sitting there and hoping you weren't an idiot." So, I wasn't an idiot, that was a first for me. I can't tell you how it felt to know that look meant what I thought it meant. A customer walk by us and went inside. Shit. Gotta go back, eventually. "People around here have terrible timing," I said, "I'm kind of grateful. I definitely have no game and need some time to google pick up lines." "I got a better idea," she slid two fingers into my pocket and got my phone, took my finger and unlocked it, and began typing. "Here, consider me picked up, partially." She did the same slow turn with the same prolonged eye contact, and I just stood there, smiling back, speechless. "I got your name, don't you wanna know mine? Like it better that way perhaps?" "Hah, not quite." She pointed at my name tag. "Welp, please come again ." She laughed again, and waved at me as she walked away and got in her car. With the lights on I could see inside, and we looked at each other as she drove away. My shift was already about to end at that point, thirty minutes later I was sitting in my car ready to leave, and decided to text her, fuck waiting. *You should've waited a little more, my shift's over and instead of thinking about my bed I'm thinking about yours.* Way too brave, but there was a fire inside me, I had been basically standing there behind the register almost hard just from thinking about her. *Well I'm not asleep am I? I did do some more waiting.* *I deal with shoplifters every day but this is the first time someone stole my heart :(.* *Oh fuck off lol, the heart wasn't what I wanted.* We flirted more and more daringly, with less and less joking around as I sat there in my car. Thirty minutes later I had a location. I was trembling. My dick was relentlessly hard, and my mind just kept trying to wake up from what surely was a dream. Nothing like this has ever happened to. All my past experiences were from regular ol' relationships. Here was this girl I found intoxicatingly hot, who I'd just met, and who wanted me back, right then. I ran back into the shop, grabbed some condoms, suffered the jokes of the coworker who took over the next shift, and drove away. I arrived about 15 minutes later, got buzzed in, took the elevator, and knocked on her door. She was wearing the same thing, minus the coat. My eyes immediately went to the space in between the half open jackets, her skin was gorgeous, I wanted her bad. "Hi again, you forgot your receipt." Can't help it, nervous me makes shitty jokes. She held my hand and led me inside, asked me if I wanted a drink. I said no. It would've helped with the nerves but I wanted to be fully sober and present. "Want to skip that, I bet." I shrugged, she was still holding my hand, I moved mine so as to interlock our fingers. "I feel like I'm drunk already, can't explain it, I'm sure you know how you look." "No, tell me." "Id rather show you." I put my other hand on her lower back, I just wanted her to look at me for a moment. Her eyes shifted to my lips, and I pulled her gently and kissed her. She put her arms around me and pressed herself against me. I ran my hands on her back as we kissed. Her lips tasted sweet and I was completely lost in them. I wanted to feel her close and hugged her back, she could feel my dick against her stomach and pressed herself against it thighter and tighter. I took off her jacket and sat on the couch as we kissed. She hiked up her skirt snd straddled me, then took off my shirt. Our skin making contact felt electric. I literally shivered. The softness and the warmth drove me nuts. We kept kissing, a few times I'd stop and pull her head back to look at her, letting out a sigh or a "fuck". She wasn't smiling anymore, the look on her face changed, it seemed a little more drunk, the way I thought I must look. I unzipped her skirt and she was left in black panties and black stockings, straddling me. Moving my hands to her ass, I caressed it, then grabbed it and pushed it against me. My dick was between her legs. It was pulsating, begging to feel her. She unbuttoned my pants and lifted herself up so I could take them off. Only flimsy pieces of underwear between us. She grinded against me. My precum was flowing, staining my boxers. I put a hand between her legs and felt hers getting wet as well. "Please tell me you thought about condoms." I grabbed my pants from the floor and got them out. "I don't feel like foreplay, I need to get fucked, now." I looked at her, pressing my dick against her pussy, "how bad?" She got up and took off her bra, stockings, and panties. "This bad, please," she moved towards my underwear. I held her hands, grabbed her and laid her down. "Yess, come on just fuck me." I wanted badly to taste her and prolong the foreplay, but I didn't think I could hold on either, her pussy radiated warmth as I put my hand on it. I need to be inside her as badly as she wanted it. I took off my boxers and grabbed a condom, then looked at her mouth. Goddamn it, I wanted all of her at the same time. I moved my dick towards her mouth and she opened it immediately. She sucked me off while I rubbed her clit pressing hard and moving slow. Her mouth felt incredible, her hips were undulating as I touched her, and my attention went from my dick to my hand as I pleasured her. Fuck it, that's enough for now. I wanted her to straddle me again, I took my dick out of her mouth and sat down and gestured for her to sit on me. She jumped up immediately, grabbed the condom from my hand and put it on for me. Her thigh went over my dick and brushed against it as she sat down, I shivered again. She grinded on me, my dick between her incredibly wet lips, it felt as wet as her mouth did. I grabbed her back and pointed my dick up. "Whenever you want." She sat on it slowly and took me in, sitting and spreading her legs so as to push me as deep as possible. Her entire body shivered and she moaned softly, "fuck." We fucked like that, while I ran my hands on her ass, and kissed her breasts, licking and sucking her nipples. We were melting into each other. Moaning at every thrust. I flipped her on her back, I wanted to fuck her harder and faster. She laid down and lifted her legs, I kissed her thighs for a moment, then pushed inside her again. "Fuck me harder." I pounded into her, holding her hands down, with her legs in the air, kissing her. I put a hand on her clit and rubbed as I fucked her as hard and as deep as I could, her eyes had been glued on my dick as it went in and out. As I rubbed and fucjed her, her eyes closed. I knew she felt it coming. I kept going. Her mouth opened and her hips moved with mine. She finally let out a long moan, and held my hand to stop me from rubbing her. I stayed inside her, deeply and watched her as she came on my cock. "Fuuuuck," her eyes opened and she looked at me and laughed, "holy shit," I smiled. "Did you come?" She asked. Nope. "Let me take care of that, take that off." I took off the condom and stood up, she got on her knees and started sucking, her hand cupping my balls as she ran her lips on the length of my dick, licking my frenulum and then taking it all inside her mouth. I held her by the hair and fucked her mouth. As I felt myself coming, I tapped her shoulder and she stopped, laid down and spread her legs, "cum on my stomach, I wanna see you cum from between my legs." At first I'd hoped to cum in her mouth but hearing that fucked me up, it was hot. I laid on top of her and kissed her, rubbing myself against her pussy, and came on her as she watched.

Can anyone help me find an erobook i read but forgot the name of?

Here's what i remember i remember it being apparently popular in a subreddit for being somewhat realistic with the MC's choices. It's a female MC story, has "prostitution" (mc worked in a strip club that had the strippers pay the club itself to dance), MC is a total slut (i think) for a guy named kyle (i think). I'm not sure on this one but i think i remember the book had somewhat of an RPG type system that helps the Mc shit like slut level or something. That's all i could remember

Our first MFM was even better than I imagined!!! [Part 3 of 3][40s][hotwife][MFM]

Part 1 https://www.reddit.com/r/HotWifeLifestyle/comments/10bm75d/our_first_mfm_was_better_than_i_could_have_ever/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf Part 2 https://www.reddit.com/r/HotWifeLifestyle/comments/10dj443/our_first_mfm_was_better_than_i_could_have_ever/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf After H left, I continued to enjoy G’s pleasure-filled oral assault on my pussy. Eventually G asked for me to undress him, specifically undoing his belt, which I happily enjoyed doing. I pulled down his boxers, revealing that thick cut cock that I remembered from before. He gently picked me up and placed me on my back. G then began to slowly fuck my soaked pussy. Around this point, I think, H returned with drinks for everyone. He gently then picked me up and laid me on my back before entering me. For the next 15 minutes, G fucked me in missionary. H was very supportive and excited as he soon left his seat to kiss me while I was being fucked by G. We switched to doggy where I officially became a spit-roast girl. 😍😍. From there, I switched pleasure holes for the two men and my husband really joined in on the phone. The next 3 hours were a blur with both H and G taking turns with me. I came over and over with these two men giving me all the attention a hotwife could ever ask for. The night ended with G finishing inside me and my H quickly following up with another load. After G left, I thought I would be tired. But my H and I just laid in bed, holding each other tightly, pinching ourselves that we had finally had our first MFM.

[19M] My sister calls me Gay?

So like a few months back me and my homies were hanging out my home. We were all set up movie was on the screen lights were dim and everyone on position. Just then I realised i forgot to bring snacks, so i went to kitchen and served them. I was just sitting and light turns on just to find myself siting on lap of my homie. And just at that very moment my step-sister saw the ficaso and screamed "Jason is gay and I knew it". She kept chanting this for months like she is most affectionate sis in this fucking world and doesn't care more than his brother coming out. She kept insisting this to my parents to such an extent that they would even talk to me about it. They even asked if someone is bothering for being gay I could tell them. It was gettting un bearable so I devised a plan. I came back home early and chromecasted the fucking porn. Waiting my sister to come and watch that I FUCKING WATCH STRAIGHT PORN!!!!. She walked through door and sighed like i was a cat stuck at tree. She said "You don't have to try so hard to escape reality. Just accept you are gay nothing is wrong with it" I said "I AM NOT GAY" She said"ya ya who the hell doesn't get a boner while watching porn". TBH in all reveange shit i was not watching porn i was just imagining her reaction. I was pissed so thought why not rub it this time?I went to her bedroom and spread my seed everywhere in her room. She saw me doing this and gigledand said lol "ain't you watching gay porn?" then she bent and sucked all my fucking load from bed and table and floor. And said "if you ain't gay then why you don't fuck someone i never see a girl with u!!"" this left me even more pissed so i decided to take control tonight and rub my dick against her in bedroom. Mid night came. I went to her bedroom. she was sleeping. I laid next to her and rubbed my cock against her ass. she was still sleeping and gaping. So i decided to slid her lower and then her panties. After doing this i was staring at her big bubbly ass. I never knew her ass be as bubbly as her mother. I rubbed dick on her ass and slided just tip in the hole. The moment i did this she gaped and yawned and made sound something like "AhAh" I took opportunity and immediatly put my rod in her mouth. Little i knew she was awake and was loving it. she was blowing my cock like anything and i liked it. Her hot saliva all over my balls and her tounges were like so uff. i pulled out my cock and took a breath. she then said "Oh! davie you are good at pleasing me i never knew it "? Well i'm not davie and this isn't my sisters voice. I immediately turned on lights just to find it was **my STEP MOTHER**. Then i realized she and my dad had fight in aftenoon and my sister was at nights out with her friend So she was sleeping here in my sis room. Wanna know what happend next?

[B/S] I've been in a secret affair with my sister.

I've been in a secret affair with my sister, I'm 23 years old and she's 24. It's been going on since I was 18 and she was 19, our first time and she ended up getting pregnant. She's been married for 5 yrs, I'm engaged and our impending nuptials are in the spring. The thing is that my sister was dating her husband, now she's in a loveless marriage raising two little ones. We get together whenever we can, we sometimes go together on vacation, she with her husband and I with my fiancee, we spend anytime together. My sister married young at 19 because she had gotten pregnant. Before you ask, yes both of them are mine, I had gotten her pregnant. Now, she raises them by herself, he still thinks they're his, but all he does is drink beer and sits on the couch watching TV. He does travel for work, all I'm going to say about his job, is that he's a vendor, which requires him to travel a lot. And my sister is a stay at home mom, I visit her when he's gone, fix things around the house and spend time with my little ones. She's already grown tiresome of her marriage, it was something that was set up for her before our parents passed, I'm currently engaged to a woman, whom my sister and I knew growing up. Well I reconnected with this woman and her parents and my parents were ecstatic about our renewed relationship, before my parents passed, they wished that we would marry, I did propose to her as a dying wish from my mom. I proposed the next day, this was one year ago. Now that we're engaged, she's been going out with her friends almost every Friday and Saturday night, when I want to go out with her, she tells me that once we're married I'll have her to myself every night. Now on these nights, I'm by myself at home waiting for her. They're times when I can't stay home and wait, I'd go over to my sisters house and visit her for a bit. Now, my sister is thinking about divorcing her husband and I'm thinking about breaking of the engagement. My sister and I are now thinking of breaking away of our current relationship and moving away and being together. I think I can help her get full custody, I didn't want to propose to my fiancee, I'm not ready for marriage at least not with this woman. Right now as I'm typing this, the woman that I truly love is right next to me lying nude in bed, she is my sister. This my first time on here, thought that I can write this just to tell someone, because I have no one to tell, in all honesty, who can I tell this too? I've gone to my parents graves and told them. I know I'm not a good person for cheating on my fiancee and as for my sister, she's no better than I, for sleeping with her biological brother and baring his babies and keeps on cheating on her husband.

I made him cum twice by the bus station [25F]

Pretty much ever since I turned 18, I've been trying to find people to have a little fun with. This happened a while ago, but I still think of it all the time. It was one of my first experiences, and definitely one of the most fun. I don't remember quite how we met, but one of us started talking to the other, and we quickly hit it off. We both sent pics, and he was built like a statue. He was clearly defined, pretty hair, and seemed like a total sweetheart. The way he talked, he was sweet and genuine. We talked for a while, and ultimately agreed to meet up in person at the riskiest place I ever had. The local mall parking lot. We actually met up inside the mall, I remember I got there first. I was sitting in one of those massage chairs you see scattered around. At that point, I hadn't met up with a ton of people yet, and that nervousness was there. I'm sure I don't have to explain that feeling to y'all, most of you probably know it better than I do. That nervous/exciting feeling of anticipation. I couldn't wait to meet this guy. I wasn't wearing anything too slutty, since I wasn't trying to seduce anyone, just a sweater and tight jeans. Since I'm pre-hormones, I was then and still am now, my options are kinda limited anyway :( Then I finally saw him, walking over to me from the other side of the hall. I remember when we both saw each other. He walked over to me, I was eyeing him the whole time. He had a really cute face, and I was really excited. We talked for a moment, then started walking toward the exit together. I haven't done the Mall Challenge yet, but I imagine this is what it feels like, walking with someone who you know is going to fill your mouth with cum, walking past all these people who have no idea, it was exhilarating. I could tell he was nervous, so I started talking to him, trying to ease his mind. I think it worked, by the time we left the building, he seemed much more relaxed, we were talking and laughing about his hobbies. We were walking through the dark parking lot together, it was nighttime, and I remember he reached out and grabbed my ass at some point. That was a wonderful feeling, no one had done that to me before outside of actual sexual encounters, least of all in public. Then we rounded a corner, and I see his car. It looked pretty big, and had a large backseat area. But that wasn't what I noticed at first. He had put us inches, literal spitting distance, from the bus station. Right where everyone, if they just looked up from their phones, could see us. Where anyone on the bus could see us if the light came in right. I looked at him, and I could tell from the grin on his face that he had done it on purpose. He wanted us to be seen. Something about the fact that we got into his car via the trunk was, and is, super hot to me. I had to crawl in on all fours, giving him exactly the view he wanted. He settled in next to me, and for a moment, we just made out. While we were doing that, I began to unzip his jeans, and it was just as good as the pics. He had told me earlier that he hadn't cum for days, waiting for this moment. It was obvious he was sensitive, even twitching as I eased my mouth over his shaft. It was probably six inches long, and just the perfect girth. I could fit it all the way down my throat, and I made sure he knew it. He put his hand on the back of my head, he wanted to be in control. That was fine by me, absolutely. I let him guide me up and down, doing whatever he wanted with my throat. I remember spitting on his cock, stroking him, and watching his eyes twitch. He really couldn't contain himself, and I could feel his grip getting tighter. I knew what was coming, and quickly pushed him on his back, and put his cock as far back into my throat as I could. It was so far back, I couldn't even taste any of his cum, it just went right down my throat. It was a lot, more than I'd had before, and it probably took one or two swallows. Then, I did something that started a little thing for me. Every time I make someone cum with my mouth, I'll lean up and kiss them on the cheek. It feels really naughty, even if it's just a kiss. We're just lying there after that, I lean on him, but I already know we're not done. Neither of us have been waiting this long for just a short blowjob, we both knew it. Suddenly, I'm laying on his shoulder, his shirt is off, and he orders me to strip down. Not a request, mind you, but an order. It really turned me on, and even if it was kinda difficult in the car, I still did it. Suddenly, as if on cue, as soon as I'm taking off my underwear, a hugely bright light streams into the car. One of the buses turned and pointed right at us!!! There's no chance they didn't see us, and I remember feeling so so so slutty in that moment. They could see everything, and there was nothing I could do about it. It's a wonderful feeling. The light passed quickly, but he wasn't done. He pulled me over, and that's when he spanked me, hard. I'd been spanked before, but never like this. Once, twice, three times, four. I don't even remember how many it was, but I do know that my ass was red and sore after. Then, I felt him push something into me, and I gasped out loud. At first I thought it was his cock, neither of us had brought condoms (a huge oversight) so we'd agreed not to have sex, but I thought maybe he couldn't take it anymore. I didn't even want to resist, it felt so good. I realized a moment or two later that it wasn't his cock, but four of his fingers. He was pushing them in and out, and pulling my hair back. It felt so good, I was moaning like a whore and I couldn't be happier. Then, as suddenly as he'd started, he pulled out his hand and grabbed my waist, pulling me back to him. He didn't put it in, but he started teasing me with his cock, rubbing it against my ass. I could feel it, and I wanted so badly just to push back against it and have him use me. But, for some reason, I was able to keep a clear head. And give him head. More of it. It didn't take long for me to end up with his cock back in my mouth, sucking it for all I was worth. He was thrusting into my mouth, and I could hear him taunting me, mocking me, but at the same time being so nice. He kept brushing the hair out of my face, even as he bunched it up to grab. It didn't take him long to cum again, but this time I wasn't going to let it down my throat, I had an idea. He was on his back, and I was jacking him off. When it was obvious he was going to cum a second time, I leaned down and watched as he came all over his stomach. At this point we're both tired, we're both breathing heavy, and it's obvious after this we're both done. But to finish it off, I lean down and lick the cum off of his body, hold my mouth open, and let him watch as I swallow it all. It was, according to him, his favorite part of the night. After that, we both climbed out of his trunk again, me with some difficulty since my ass was still bright red. At least four or five people at the bus station definitely saw us, and I can't help wondering what they were thinking. Maybe some of then had seen what had happened. Part of me wishes they did. After that, he walked me back to the entrance of the mall, I had come by Uber, and waited with me until it arrived. We texted a bit after we both got home, each of us really happy about how the night had went. We tried to meet again, but we could never make it happen, very sad :( But it was a wonderful night, and definitely the night I realized I loved being a slut! I couldn't wait to get back out there. I can't wait to post more of my stories, and hopefully make a few more too!

Newly Single at the Euphoria Hotel p6 (orgy) (hotel) (freeuse) (anal) (DP) (all participants 18+)

Tasha woke from her well deserved nap, curled against Matt’s naked body, his hand cupping her breast and his thick manhood resting against her soft thighs. Curiously, she wiggled her hips, getting a little reaction from his cock. Alex walked out of the bathroom, towel at his waist and winked at Tasha. Climbing from the bed, she gave Alex a wet kiss and a quick reach under his towel, saying “I’m gonna take a quick shower.” She was certain he watched her hips sway and juicy ass move and saw a bulge in his towel as she entered the bathroom. While she washed and lightly touched her sensitive spots, the perky nipples, the sore slit, the no longer virgin asshole, Tasha wasn’t sure if she’d ever been happier or more fulfilled, but she knew she’d never been more sexually satisfied. Suddenly the door slid open and Matt climbed into the shower behind her. She offered to help him lather and soon he had her pressed to the shower wall, pleasuring each other while their tongues danced. He spun her around, stretching her pussy while he pushed against her jiggly ass. “Deep and slow,” she moaned as he grabbed a breast and stroked. Tasha wiggled her hips while he thrust and soon he was cumming inside her again. They finally finished their shower and dried off. In the main room, Alex had somehow wrangled two willing sluts and asked them to join. Matt eagerly joined, but Tasha blew them a kiss and left. She ordered some food and dressed for the night, sliding her voluptuous body into her tightest and most revealing dress. Her thick thighs were on full display, while her ass looked phat and delicious, but her cleavage was the main event, lifted and bouncing hypnotically as she moved. Ready for more debauchery and looking devastatingly sexy, she hit the bar. “Oh fuck,” she heard as Eva approached, pulling her own dress back down. They grabbed drinks, recounting their afternoon adventures, which had apparently seen Eva passed around a bachelorette party for hours. “Nice girls. They gave me hand and neck massages after I finished them all.” Soon, other friendly guests had joined them as they drunk, laughed, and flirted. Their party grew in number, getting hotter and more handsy. Eventually, the group migrated upstairs to a hotel room. The group members barely made it inside the bedroom before bursting into action. Any clothes that made it this far were flung aside as the sexy spectrum of bodies were worshiped. Tasha lost track of her friend, distracted by a tight Asian duo that trapped her in the corner of the room and gave her body a thorough examination. First they took a tit each in their mouths, happily nursing on Tasha while feeling each other’s bodies, before falling to their knees and licking between Tasha’s thick thighs. Tasha watched the action across the room, while tongues probed her holes. A trio of men caught the sensual scene and came over to Tasha. At first, they ignored the Asian girls to kiss and grope Tasha. She never could have imagined being in a scene like this, much less the center of sexual attention as the quintet worshipped her delicious curves. Tongues in every hole, throbbing cocks in her hands, desperate for her pleasure, hands tracing her tits and hips, Tasha’s mind went blank, unsure how to even proceed, but desperate to do something crazy and slutty. When the Asian duo moved on, Tasha took charge, falling to her knees to stroke and suck any cock in her face. Slobber dribbled down her chin as she deftly rotated between the trio, eventually making one man explode in her mouth. One man took this opportunity to lead her onto all fours and enter her from behind, while the remaining man returned to her mouth, uncaring or perhaps more enthused knowing she’d just swallowed his friend’s load. In this chaotic orgy, Tasha got to fully experiment as her body was passed around and feasted on. Tasha gave over every inch of her body to the men and women of the pandemonium. She climbed onto the bed, falling into the sweaty mass of bodies, to lick the sweat and cum cocktail that had pooled on Eva’s lower back, but kept her ass in the air in case anybody was interested. Tasha was grateful for her earlier practice, when the first taker thrust hard into her tight ass. He pulled her arms behind her back and drilled her into the sheets, but Tasha grit her teeth and took it like the slutty fucktoy she’d become. Tasha felt light years away from the sexually starved and reserved woman from just a day ago. Fucking strangers seemed a reach for that girl, much less being tongue deep in a olive skinned goddess while one man ravaged her ass and a second slid underneath to fill her pussy. At first, she wanted to count positions, or number of partners, or orgasms, but that was soon impossible in the haze of pleasure, cocks, and clits. When the men rotated, the next guy flipped her on her back, burrowing his cock in her ass in missionary, while two girls licked a cum load Tasha had earned off of Tasha’s tits. The man roughly stuck two fingers in her used cunt, overwhelming her again and letting him pound until her now well-versed asshole was filled to the brim. She couldn’t look up as now her mouth was full of cock, but she shook and twitched as a pair of lips sucked the cum out of her ass deposited it in her cunt where it belonged. Eventually, people drifted off to their rooms or fell asleep where they lay, with Tasha on the floor and Eva’s sticky and sweaty body cuddled against her, using her juicy tits as a pillow.

[f/d] so confused about my trans daughter (update)

I made a terrible blunder in the title of my last post that I refused to leave up. The mods have been kind enough to let me repost. This is a copy+paste of the previous post that I did this morning. I talked to my daughter a few minutes ago. A lot of good suggestions came from my post last night, but I decided the best way to get through it was to be completely honest. I like having my daughter here and I don't want to ruin that. It's saturday and it's cold out so today is an internet day. She's sitting on the couch in her hoodie without underwear again. I made sure to look at her eyes so she wouldn't see me looking down and just calmly said her hoodie has come up and I can see between her legs. I told her it didn't bother ME, but I thought I should say something in case it bothered her that I was looking. I'm still learning her expressions, but she asked if it really doesn't bother me. I'm cringing hard at what I said. I pannicked. I told her I LIKE it. That was not the thing I should have said. It sounded so fucking creepy!!! But I guess it was the right thing to say because she started smiling and hasn't stopped! She told me to enjoy the view!!! This can't be real. My heart is beating very hard right now. It's only been 3 months since she moved in. There is no way any of this is actually what I think it is. My head is going in the same direction a bad porn script would go. I'm really trying to ground myself because I think she's just happy that she can be comfortable and not that I'm attracted to her. Edit: I was freaking myself out for nothing. It's NOT what I thought it was. I spoke with her a second time just now to clear things up a little more. She told me THIS is why her mom kicked her out!! Basically, my daughter has an erection problem. She gets hard at the littlest things. She wears these special underwear that tucks things out of the way, but sometimes she likes to "air out". Sound's totally reasonable to me. I guess her mother hates that she still has a penis. Her mom said if she cant keep her penis "tucked" she can GTFO. I mean... wat? It sounds like my ex wanted my daughter to have surgery to remove her penis and my daughter doesn't want that. I don't know anything about "bottom surgery", but my daughter wants to keep her penis. Seems like a bad parenting to try to push surgery on someone who doesn't want it. SOund's like bad human-ing to kick someone out for that. Frankly it's my daughter's choice, but I think she looks beautiful the way she is and I told her so. I told her she can dress however she wants in my house and I won't say anything about it. To lighten the mood I playfully told her I hope she doesn't mind me staring. She said she doesn't mind at all! She seems more relaxed now, and judging by the way she's sitting, it looks like she genuinely doesn't mind me perving once in a while! I see this as an absolute win!

[B/s] Big Hero for Little Sis Ch. 2

After a few weeks back in San Diego, I was beginning to get around just fine. There was a little bit of pain when I peed but it wasn’t worsening. I decided to go for a short run down the old beach where I had suffered to suffer again. About a mile in, my stiff body remembered how to stride again and despite the scar tissue, I was beginning to feel like my former self and began to enjoy this new freedom. When I returned back, I noticed several voicemails on the machine. One was from the navy to finalize some paperwork, another reminder for my urologist appointment, and a rather annoyed voicemail from Jessica about being stranded at the airport. I had forgotten she had moved out of the apartment and had flown in. I rushed to get dressed and drove quickly to the airport, speeding the whole way. When I had arrived, Jess was standing there sitting down on a small concrete bench. She had dressed rather comfortably in joggers and a crop top that concealed her chest but showed off her athletic stomach. Her long black hair was braided and rolled up, concealed under a black ball cap. I pulled up to the curb side next to her, but she had headphones on and was looking down at her phone. I jumped out of the truck and ran over to her. She startled but then stood up and gave me a tight hug. “I’m sorry I kept you waiting. How was your flight?” I grabbed her duffel bag for her and put it in the backseat. “The flight wasn’t too bad but I’m starving.” I looked around for the rest of her bags. “Is that all you brought?” She explained she sold most of everything from her last apartment to cover her final payment and that’s all she had left. “Okay then let’s go get you something to eat, and after that I’m taking you shopping!” She jumped up and down excitedly while I opened the door and ushered her in. We drove off to grab seafood tacos and then headed up toward the mall to shop. “Look I’m not gonna pretend to have any fashion sense whatsoever. So here’s my card, but please don’t go crazy. Try to keep it under five thousand. We’ll get anything else you need later.” She went ecstatic. “Really are you kidding?” I handed over my credit card and asked her if she could pick me up a few things as well and sent her on her way. She called me to come pick her up about four hours later and came out with like ten bags of stuff. I helped her get everything into the back seat and opened her door for her before walking around and driving back to the house. “Do you mind if I change really quickly?” I kept driving and nodded. “Sure. Just try not to flash anybody please.” She unclipped her seatbelt and hopped into the back seat and began sorting through the bags to retrieve an outfit. I couldn’t help but watch her movements stealthily through my rear mirror. Once she had selected a few items from the bags, she pulled off her crop exposing her big breasts tucked into a sports bra. Then she pulled down her joggers and lifted her ankles to peel them off. She had on a black athletic thong under which barely covered her between her thick thighs. She pulled a black tennis skirt up over her ass and donned a thin cropped tee that was opened in the back to her bra. When she let down her hair out of its braid it fell into silky black curls. She adjusted he black cap back on and pushed her boobs together before coming back up to the front seat. “How do I look?” I turned and acted surprised as if I didn’t just watch my sister undress. “You look incredible Jess really.” She blushed and gave me a stunning grin. “Okay we are here!” I turned into the long driveway. “Woah you live on the beach! Is this a rental?” I downplayed it. “I bought the place awhile back and just rented it out since I was never home.” I opened the garage and did a three point turn to reverse into my spot. “Is that a porsche? Damn bro you’re rich!” I had to explain to her that I wasn’t even close to being rich. I had put all the money and bonuses I never had time to spend into an investment account that really paid off well while I was in. Now that I was out, I’d have retirement coming as well. “I’m doing okay let’s put it like that.” She rolled her eyes. “Hey I remember that bike!” She pointed to the Harley I still kept from our ice cream excursion. “Maybe you can take me for another ride?” She probably wouldn't fit now considering how much she'd grown and it was only a one up seat. “I’ll think about it. Let’s bring this stuff inside.” I picked up all of the bags in one arm and opened the entry door with the other. “Okay first let’s drop this off in your bedroom and then I’ll give you the tour real quick." She followed me through the house. “This place is incredible! I can’t believe you live here.” I led her to the other side of the house and corrected her. “We live here.” I opened the door and was surprised the bedroom wasn’t furnished. “Wow this is my room? This is bigger than my whole apartment!” She walked around the room. “They were supposed to deliver the furniture today. I don’t know why it’s not here yet.” She turned around and hugged me tight, squeezing hard enough to hurt my bruises. “Oh I’m sorry I forgot.” I led her into the walk in closet to set her bags down and then into the bathroom. “This bathroom is huge. I can’t believe you have a walk-in shower and a huge tub!” I chuckled to myself. Jess was such a small town girl. “This is actually your bathroom sis. All yours.” She looked stunned and ran into the shower and spun around with her arms out because it was so large. “This is amazing. I’ve never had anything like this.” Then she started to tear up a bit and I walked into the shower to comfort her. “This is all for you for being an amazing little sister all those years that I was a really shitty brother. Please, this is your home now too.” She hugged me again thankfully and could feel her heart pumping quickly through her chest against me. “Let’s finish the tour now.” I took her through the rest of the house and of course down we walked down to the beach. I watched her run out ahead of me, kicking off her shoes and digging into the sand. The sunset fell over her and she looked so damn beautiful. I began to realize I had been analyzing my little sister’s athletic curves a bit too closely and quickly felt guilty. “Are you coming or not?” I jogged to catch us to Jess and she continued to step into the water. “Fuck that’s freezing!” She ran out of the icy wake. “Yeah that’s the Pacific for you. Now imagine swimming in that and running out to roll in sand and back and forth for months.” That’s what we had called sugar cookies back during training in Coronado. “Geeze that sounds brutal.” I pointed down the coastline. “Well that’s what we did all day long where it all started for me.” She locked gazes with mine and the fiery sunset danced in her gorgeous irises, still the same shade of light brown hazel. “I never understood why you left, but now I understand why you stayed.” The coast was cooling down quickly as the sun retreated over the horizon. Jess nipples were poking through her thin bra and top and she was beginning to shiver. “Let’s head back inside and warm up” She turned toward the ocean. “No, I want to stay out here and watch the sunset. Can you keep me warm?” This cold didn’t bother me. I had been nearly waterboarded laying in the wake on colder nights than this. “Of course sis.” She sat down in the sand and I wrapped my body along her to shield her from the chilling wind. “I wish I could stay here forever with you.” I told her she could stay as long as she liked. “I love having you back in my life. I really love you.” She leaned in for the kiss but I found myself meeting her halfway. When our lips met it felt electric and just felt right really. I felt home at last. Her tongue pierced my shielding lips and danced around mine. I could smell her lavender hair and the shea from her smooth creamy skin. I held her face and ran my rough callused fingers through her silky black curls as our mouths continued to embrace. Our tongues fought with each other before I gave up and sucked on her juicy bottom lip until she let out a very sexy giggle and an intoxicating grin that could kill a man. I had to control myself as her hand found its way to rubbing my groin. “No stop Jessica! That’s too far. We can't do this.” I pushed myself up and started to walk back to the house. Jess followed awkwardly. “Listen, I'm going to crash early on the couch. You can sleep in my bed until your furniture shows up.” She tried to protest. “No way you can’t sleep on the couch. I’ll sleep here. It’s your bed.” I wanted to respond like I had been used to commanding elite squads, but she gave me her pouting face which I couldn’t resist. So I pulled the only card I had. “Jessica please just listen to me. I don’t want to argue with you when I’m in pain right now.” She relented. “Okay fine, I’ll sleep there, but just for tonight.” I laid into the couch on my side as she retreated into my room. “Goodnight sis, I love you.”

[M/S] [S/b] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 340. My first secret rendezvous with Pat. Part 2.

Pat's jeans fell to the floor, and he swiftly pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it toward the oven. My robe was laying on the countertop and cradling my ass as my half-brother and I made out vigorously. He was the perfect height to penetrate me where I sat. Seizing his cock in my talons, I pulled it toward my hungry, wet yammy. The tip of his sold phallus made contact with my hot womanhood and Pat froze. "What is it?" I hissed, annoyed he had stopped. His eyes wide, they skittered about the room until he nervously said, "I don't know if I am ready to go all the way yet." I hopped from the counter, turned him around and growled "Get your ass up there." Without hesitation, he sat on the cool marble, and I dove at his dick with my sisterly little mouth. I sucked it and felt like I was claiming his cock as my own. His body stiffened and felt anxious. I could hear him muttering, unsure if we should continue. I stopped, still firmly grasping his member and looked up and into his hazel eyes. After a long pause and with an evil smirk, I hissed "Smoke it." The same two words I have used while teasing him and smoking since I was a teenager. Probably the same two words he thought of while touching himself and imagining this secret and lustful moment coming to ardent fruition. His hand seized the back of my head and shoved it down hard, forcing his dick into my mouth and I loved it. Sucking like a whore, he grunted my name loudly. I had triggered his sexually deviant side and decided to take a little risk. Stopping, I backed away slowly as his eyes followed. Again, I loudly whispered "Smoke it..." As if in a trance, Pat followed his naked little sister until he got inside my bedroom. I crawled to the headboard of my bed and lay on my back. He stood, erect and watching me. I spread my legs and presented myself to him like an offering. "Smoke it." I said through a devilish smile as I squeezed my tits. He looked at the ceiling as if he was trying to unscramble his thoughts and then took a deep breath and climbed into me. I took his dick and guided into my wetness. More than a three-decade long dream was coming true. So many years of teasing him mercilessly with my cigarette had culminated in this thrilling and salacious moment. He buried his head next to mine and kissed my neck as he pounded me with his hammy. I cried his name and dug my nails into his back. I came twice before he filled me with his hot brotherly nectar. We held one another in an embrace that was mostly silent and lasted nearly an hour. We kissed long and deep before he left. I will absolutely be doing that again but for now, my sights are set on his sexy wife. **My sons are 22 and 27. You can't be dumb enough to believe I will give you my social media information.**

[B/S] bonding

All parties consenting and over the age of 18+ during the entire story Alt/throwaway here for obvious reasons. This isn’t really a post about how hot this was, more so to share my story because I want to share it with someone. Feel free to ask any questions I will clarify whatever I can (within reason) Describing our looks as vague as possible to prevent anyone recognizing, but so you can get a decent idea. So I’m a fairly slim 5’19 guy and she’s 5’2 and curvy. Not fat. Just a little extra but still fairly in shape. DD chest, long hair, pretty decent ass. I have been sleeping with my sister under our parent’s roof for years now. We're in our early 20s currently. It honestly started off innocently. Just over the years the occasional subtle thing would tun into a bigger thing, and normal behavior turned into flirting. So, this is going to be a list of events that sort of leads up to what finally happened I think the biggest thing that pushed our dynamic past sibling, or what started the series of events rather, was a guy she was dating at the time. We’d discuss things like partners and relations and things like that. Nothing sexual or graphic, just “she has nice tits, he was a good kisser” type stuff. Anyways we start talking about some new dude she was talking to or dating. And she mentioned that she made out with him a few times. I jokingly asked if it was good, and she said it was awful. It kind of threw me off because she said it in an almost offended way. So apparently this dude kissed her, and she just felt really turned off. She couldn’t understand why. I never saw the guy but according to her, he was good looking and fun, so she wasn’t sure why. I made the comment that maybe its just a spark thing. Not everyone clicks with everyone, sometimes it’s just weird. And in the conversation, I was rambling about “I’ve been with girls that didn’t click when I thought they would and vice versa, sometimes that spark doesn’t show up, you never know, we could even potentially click, the world is weird” in a sort of joking way. Anyways the conversation ends, I get the usual “thanks for being supportive bro” energy response, and we go about our day doing whatever we did to kill time. Sometime later that week, we go to take the dog for a walk. Sometimes I would, sometimes her, sometimes the parents, sometimes we’d both go. It was an up in the air thing. I say that because both of us went together and it was pretty innocent. So, we take him around the neighborhood. Now in the neighborhood, there’s this little wooded off area close to the road. It’s not exactly hidden, but you can walk deep enough and not be noticed unless you’re looking directly in. We would sometimes stop their mid walk and sort of just relax. Let the dog play, rest our feet, and just relax. While chatting she brought up the “kiss spark” conversation we had a couple days ago. She asked how I would react if she kissed me and that spark happened I gave her a genuine “Well I wouldn’t expect you to kiss me so after bring surprised, I don’t know what I’d do” and laughed it off. She acts like she’s changing the topic, starts to talk about something else to let my guard down, and then smiles, gets in my face, and kisses me. The kind of kiss you give your girlfriend on your way out the door, not super intimate but it wasn’t a peck. Needless to say, I was caught off guard. She breaks the kiss and gives me the most nervous “was that ok” look in here eyes while asking me if I felt anything. I think all I mustered was a “I wont lie I liked it” and she giggles. She wraps her arms around the back of my head and pulls me in again. I don’t fight it. At this point, she’s full blown making out with me using tongue. My hands grab her waist and instinctively pull her closer, putting my hand om her lower back. After a minute she breaks it and says “I guess you did” and starts to get the dog together. After that, neither of us really talked about the kiss for a couple weeks. I didn’t know the best way to handle it in all honesty. I guess I figured it out. So, the way our house was set up, my room was in the basement, and hers was on the main floor. She would come down to my room often to hang out. My room was bigger, and I had game consoles. Now this next part I swear felt like out of a damn porn video but I could not be more genuine with this story lol We are sitting there, and among the activities over her visiting my room many times, I’d started teaching her poker. I had chips and stuff, so she was curious. At this point, she plays well. I still beat her, but she beats me too. Some games are one sided some are even. Anyways we decide to play. I didn’t have a table in my room at the time that would work for all the cards between us, so we sat on the floor. During the game, she jokes about “so how doe’s strip poker work” and I gave her a very legit answer. I explained that instead of chips, everyone just uses an article of clothing to bet with. Instead of asking to play, for the next game, she just takes off her shirt. She has a tank top under, and a bra under that, but it was still unexpected. I throw in a shoe, we start, then I raise the bet with a sock. She throws a sock in herself, and she wins the hand. She asks to keep playing. I ask if she’s sure, and she just says, “I’m not losing” and laughs. So during the game, any time something comes off that can’t be removed while sitting, we stand up, remove it, and sit. Like pants for example. Fast forward. I’m in my boxers and a shirt. She is in her tank top bra, a sock, and underwear. As the next game starts, she asks, “you sure you’re going to be ok pulling your dick out” to which I said, “I’m not pulling it out, I’m undressing, and you aren’t winning” and bet my shirt. I win another couple rounds, get her to her bra a sock and her underwear. Next game, I bet my shirt and I lose the hand. She gives the evilest chuckle and says, “I think I win” and starts dealing the cards for the next, possibly last, round. I mutter “you just want to see my dick huh” and look up at her and give her the “grower not a shower” line. She doesn’t say a word. She leans in and starts to kiss me, immediately going in with tongue. After a minute of this, she breaks the kiss and asks, “problem solved?” and looks down at my lap, where I have my legs at an angle to hide my erection (instinctively) as best as possible. I manage a “yeah I think so” and she smiles. “Great! I’ll deal” and she throws her sock in. I sigh and stand up and grab the waist of my boxers. Her eyes are locked onto my bulge. I pull them down just enough to where my cock springs out, and she just goes “woah” and laughs in the most innocently surprised way. Her hand immediately wraps around it before pulling away and she mutters “oh shit sorry” and looks up at me nervously. I tell her it’s perfectly ok, sat back down, she deals, and she bet her bra to raise the bet. I explain that since she only has things to bet, and I don’t she wins. She say, “eh I wanna be fair since I got to see something” and gently places it on the clothes pile. At this point, I can’t take my eyes off them. She gives me a whole “you like what you see” and holds them up showing off to tease me, before putting her bra on again. She starts to get dressed and I follow suit. She goes “uh uh these are my clothes, I won” jokingly before handing me my boxers. We get dressed, and continue our day The next time something happened was a few months later. We were watching tv side by side, and something came up about deep throating. It was something adult, like robot chicken or south park, but I don’t recall. But she made a comment in passing about “why does it feel good” for a guy. I couldn’t really explain well, so I just went the tease route and said “you don’t need to worry you probably cant do it anyway” and she says “I do ok at it” and smiled. I load on sarcasm and say “oh really. I doubt that. I doubt you could even deepthroat mine without gagging” (I say this because I know I’m not massive. I’m like 6 and a hair) and just laugh and go back to the tv, ending the conversation. She continues. “Well, I think I could. I only say it for a second but from what I remember I could maybe manage.” I give a half assed “oh yeah?” and she puts her hand on my leg. She starts to rub my thigh and looks at me and gives me a “is this ok” and I nod and smile at her. “I just want to see if I remember correctly” and starts rubbing her hand on my dick, getting it hard. She puts her hand inside my pants (I was wearing pajama pants) and starts to stroke me, getting me as hard as possible. Once she was confident, I was as hard as I could get, she pulled it out, and inspected it closely, almost like she was inspecting fine jewelry. It was actually kind of cute lol. Anyway, she looks up and smiles and says “a tiny more than I remember but I think I can manage” and lets go. I laugh and say, “satisfied your curiosity?” and she says yes. I move my hand to put it away, and before I have a chance to move, she leans down and just immediately shoves my cock down her throat as far as she can manage. It doesn’t go all the way, but she does a decent job. She holds herself there for a second, pushing as hard as she can to get more. So after a few seconds, I grab the back of her head, and push her head further down. I moan, she lets out a moan and a gag, and then comes up and gasps. She smiles and says, “see I did it!” with the proudest look on her face. I tell her it didn’t count because I had to help but she still did good. I jokingly say she can try again whenever she wants, and she gives the most genuine excited “really?” and smiles again. Fast forward to about a week or two later. During this past week she has been a lot more friendly with me. She had been bending over more around me, wearing more revealing clothes around the house, and even sent me a topless snap from the shower. We’re hanging out and I go to hook my laptop up to my tv. I open the media player and it shows all my recently viewed files. Mostly tv shows and movies and downloaded mp4s but a couple porn names. One was something along the lines of “cute whore gags on huge cock” or something like that. She makes a comment about “oh you found good videos” and asks to see. I laugh and say I have the movie ready. She says she just wants to see what I watched. So, I click it. Long interview intro. I jump to a random scene. The girl has pigtails, and the guy is holding both of them, fucking her throat. Her eyes are running, and her mascara is all over her face. Between being face fucked, the girl is also gagging herself on it. I pause it and close the video. I look at my her and say “yeah, that” and go back to the laptop. She just says “fuck I wish I could do that, her gag reflex is insane” and I make a comment about how she probably had to practice. She goes “that’s true. Luckily you said you’re nice enough to let me practice” and looks down at my lap. I ask, “so would you like to practice” and she agrees. She doesn’t finish me off but she continues using her throat and it feels great either way. After that day, we would randomly ask the other person if we wanted to “practice” which sort of came an inside joke we had. I would finger her and please her too, it wasn’t purely one sided. Though she definitely seemed to get off on having my dick in her mouth lol. So one day when I’m fingering her on my bed, she’s naked and arching, and randomly grabs my shirt, and pulls me into her face inches away and says “fuck me. Now” in the most assertive yet begging voice I have ever heard. So, I did. Ever since that day, we’ve been sleeping together. Either sneaking around the house, or when we are out alone and have privacy. Nobody expects the siblings that hang out to go fuck somewhere when we run off

I am hungry! [MF] getting head from my girlfriend.

I am coming home from college, in Mumbai on my bike. It’s pouring cats and dogs.. I am drenched to my balls. I stand near a tea stall for temporary roof and give my girl a call..her name’s Minisha! Me: hey there!! Payal: hey!! Where Are you? It’s pouring out side. Me: no shit Sherlock! I will take a little more time than usual. Payal: ride carefully and come home I am really hungry. Me: you always are. Payal: shut up and the sooner you come the better. Me: on my way!! See you soon Mini. Now I am 20 to home, wondering what she meant, “the sooner you come the better”!! I have done nothing wrong. I reach the parking, water dripping down from ever centimetre of my body, walking to the lift helmet in one hand! Reach the door, ring the bell saying “Mini I am back” She opens the door “SHE STOOD STARKK NAKED!!!!” I got stunned and not did I drop my jaw but also my helmet for the first time ever in my life.. She pulled me in holding my collar whilst kicking the door to shut, and kissed me and our tongues met, and my heart pumped the blood like never before, she slid my bag and there goes my laptop with a thud, but I couldn’t give two shits, our mouths are busy, my hands wanted the same thing, to get busy with her breasts, the boobs which I sleep beside every day and still dream of them whilst asleep, the moment I cupped her breast, she moans a little and pushes me to the wall and starts unbuttoning my shirt, I help her with that, she starts kissing me again and pulls my belt buckle to get up and pushes us to wards the single sofa, and she laughs, standing up she’s laughing, coz she’s been planning this before I got home. Hence she said “the sooner you come the better”. I look into her eyes, start staring down again her neck, her god amazing boobs, her smooth, tender abdomen, and I reach the treasure, I couldn’t see it though, hiding behind her squishy thighs, she notices me stopping my eyes there, and spreads her legs just as little to give me tease. And there is in an ache in my pants. I look at her she has that smirk on her flushed face! And I say: Mini you are fucking Amazing!!! She says “I know that and I am hungry now” gets on her knees to unbuckle my belt and held my trousers, and my underwear and slipped them in one go till my feet. And business up sprung like a soldier should. And she gulps into my junior. I couldn’t say anything for the next minutes apart from Mini , Miniii, Mminiee. She didn’t care for my drenched clothes or my cock. She new what she wanted and took it. She was indeed hungry, she’s licking my balls, stroking the mister. And she goes faster, and I clench my buttocks and there she gulps my entire cock and I shoot in her throat the threads of nectar. And I am on another planet, in ecstasy, I scream “I LOVE YOU MINISHA”.. She takes my cock out, looks into my eyes, engulfs the last bit of nectar in her throat and says, “I know that”!! I pull her up and kiss her! And flip her down still kissing her! And there goes the door bell, she stops me and says “the food is here, you go a take a shower and come, I am not done with you yet” He guys I need an honest feedback on my writing!! Let us know in the comments or DM me. Enjoy!!

(Part 1&2) Mike & Dylan - MM Caught Sweaty-Handed [M22/M28] [Straight to Gay] [Romance] [1stPOV]

READ NOW! **Part 1&2** is now available on [Wattpad](https://www.wattpad.com/story/334859267-mike-dylan)! **Summary** **Caught sweaty-handed...** Dylan is mortified when his long-time crush and boss walks in on him masturbating during the middle of the day. It's not like he can chalk up some lame excuse while he's in the middle of coming, not to mention the GQ magazine laid out beside him and his fingers in a place they normally shouldn't be. Mike's been having trouble in the sex department for a while now, but after seeing Dylan jettison his load all over his stomach, he finds he's rock hard. He can't seem to shake the image of him either, his face as he came, his pink cheeks, not only were they cute but maybe a little sexy? Now all he has to do is convince Dylan to help him with his 'not so little' problem. *\*All characters are over the age of eighteen, HEA guarantee! For Mature readers only.* Find all my original work on Wattpad @ creativeinkpad and support me on [smashwords](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1122866). *A spinoff from Alexis & Wolf and can be read as a standalone.* **#2023 #agegap #big #caught #chelseyscott #erotic #gay #gayromance #hot #lgbtq #mm #mmromance #newadult #olderguyyoungerguy #romance #sexy #shortstory #steamy #sweaty #unrequitedlove** **Excerpt** **Part 1 - Dylan** My body is hot with sweat and sticks to the sheets beneath my bare flesh. I arch my back as my hand works my length a little faster. I can feel the need coiling up tighter and tighter along my lower spine, but it's not enough. Not even the GQ magazine with the sexy guy on the front cover propped up on the pillow next to me is working. The air in my room is getting ripe and muggy with my scent. I should have opened a window before I laid down on the bed, but it hadn't been my intention to rub one out. I'd only meant to take a five-minute break, lines of code had been bombarding my brain, and the only way to make them stop was fantasizing about Mike's muscular forearms. I loved watching him work the keyboard effortlessly with his skilled fingers, his bright blue eyes locked on the screen. It made me hard just thinking about it. The first time I'd met Mike, I'd instantly thought he was a jock and couldn't possibly be the developer I'd praised for the past five years, not with his big hard body, chiselled jaw and goofy smile. But I quickly learned looks could be deceiving. He's a loyal friend and takes care of his baby sister while his parents transpired all over the world. I'd made a deal with myself that I would no longer jerk off to him since he got back together with his girlfriend. Looks like I need to try harder. "This is the last time," I mumble to myself. After a year of unrequited love, this needs to stop. I can't tell him my feelings. For one, he's straight, and he's always on again and off again with his girlfriend, Rachel. There's no room for me there, just a broken heart. ...Continue reading **Part 1&2** on [Wattpad](https://www.wattpad.com/story/334859267-mike-dylan) ;) New updates every Sunday! I'm always looking for ideas, suggestions and more! If you have anything you desperately want to see happen in a story, comment down below ;)

My first fuck with my virgin boy best friend

I am one of Sydney's university student and I live in an on-campus shared apartment. Since I moved in I have become really close with lots of the people who live in the area as there are 4 buildings designated to housing students. One of the boys I met is in the same course as me and we hang out often. He has been very open about the fact that he has anxiety and that it has stopped him from pursuing relationships in the past. A while back, he mentioned that he was mad that he is still a virgin and just wanted to be fucked so that he can just not have it be an issue in his life. Immediately I was interested but didn’t say anything at the time as I think he’s really cool and didn’t want to jeopardize our friendship. Last night we were hanging out and he brought it up again. The two of us had been drinking a bit and so I kind of just went with the conversation. After he complained for a bit he just blurted out that we could fuck and then the issue would be over. I’m pretty keen as he is really hot and I’ve always been quite attracted to him. UPDATE: Just had some of the best sex of my life. As was mentioned, he was a virgin and had no experience so I did most of the work but I’m 100% fine with that. I went down to his apartment and ngl I was feeling slightly awkward about it. I haven’t really had sex with a super close friend before and didn’t really know what to expect this time. When I got there we didn’t go straight to it. We ordered food in and watched a movie. As we watched, he cuddled up to me and got really close. It only took about 10 more minutes until we were making out and getting very handsy with one another. He wasted no time in straddling me and rubbing his dick on me. He then ate my women out. So I also pulled his pants down and started licking his. I could tell he had shaved for the occasion and that made it all the better. The one thing I didn’t expect from her was the amount of noise he made. After about 15-20 minutes of me eating him out, I sat on his lap and fucked him. I teased him a bit to start with but quickly started pushing in and sliding more and more into her gigantic dick. (Never felt tighter before). We fucked for about 20 minutes, mostly in missionary but he wanted to try doggy so we changed to that part way through. As I mentioned, he was incredibly loud and was making soo much noise. I had no problem with this and if anything it spurred me on more. He ended up cumming mostly in my mouth and some on my face (he said he wanted to try it so who am I to disagree). We cuddled for a while and then showered together before I needed to go home. We both agreed that it was brilliant and that we would be making this more of a regular occurrence. Can’t wait!

That One Summer or How I lost My Virginity [FM]

Everyone in this story is 18+. It’s only fitting I think, to share how I lost my virginity. It was the day I realized sex would be the most important part of my life, and that nothing was an obstacle when it came to getting it. To give you a little background, Jay was definitely not someone I was supposed to be messing around with. Not only because he was the ex-boyfriend of my ex-girlfriend, but the fact that he currently had a lovely girlfriend and had been dating her for close to a year. They swore to everyone who would listen that they were going to lose it together, to show their love for one another. As you can guess, it didn't exactly go according to plan. Jay and I had been friends since we took the same French class in high school and gotten past the whole ex-girlfriend debacle. The summer before he left for the Army and I went to college is where it started. He'd always been good looking, clean-cut with moss green eyes, dark blonde hair, and a firm frame from JROTC. I never thought he would be interested as I was his opposite. Black, curvy, and heavy into a goth/industrial phase, you heard the rattle of chains before you saw me and fishnet was like a second skin. So when our harmless, flirtatious jokes suddenly started having an edge to them, I eagerly went along with it, wondering how far it would go. To my surprise, we eventually moved to discreet touching when we thought no one was looking, and sneaking soft, quick kisses when hanging out until one day it escalated. We agreed to go to a movie with a few mutual friends. I made sure to snag a seat beside him, already looking forward to the teasing that would ensue. It started with the usual grazing of my fingers over his jeans, but I was feeling bold that day. My hand circled closer to his crotch until it was resting on the obvious bulge straining against the rough material. He put his jacket over his lap and, after a moment of hesitation, undid the button and zipper, leaving me to explore. Right there next to our friends who were blissfully unaware, I stroked him until he erupted in my hand, streams of hot sticky cum running down my fingers. I wiped most of it on his jacket then stuck a finger in my mouth. My first time tasting cum aroused me. It was the beginning of the end. After that, we gave up all pretense of a somewhat complicated friendship and began meeting regularly in the woods by the movie theater for mutual oral. The first time his tongue found my clit I gasped, grabbing a handful of his hair and bucking my hips in his face. The clumsy fingers that brought me to orgasm every night didn't come close to that feeling. He patiently licked, sucked and teased my clit, learning as he went, until I came, soaking his face with wetness as waves of pleasure rolled through me. In return, I would get on my knees for him, happily bobbing my lips and tongue over his cock until he came, moaning, in my mouth. Even then I knew what to do, and swallowed every time. Dirty texts would fly back and forth after each meeting, our bodies always aching for more. Finally, came the day where we had snuck away from our friend group during an outing and went to our favorite spot in the woods. He laid down the blanket he brought and we started like we always did. Soft kisses while we slid each others clothes off. Tongues, hands and teeth exploring the others body, reveling in the sensations. His tongue lapping at my pussy until I was dripping wet, then switching so I could slide him into my mouth. That day I had the bright idea to rub the tip of his cock against my clit, assuring him I wouldn’t slip it inside. I had the best intentions and wasn’t going to do something he was adamantly against. But if his tongue felt that good, then this would feel even better I reasoned. I was right. It felt so good he kept bucking his hips up, gasping and saying my name. Of course, I didn’t account for the movement, (which he claimed he couldn’t control) so just a few minutes later, a particularly hard one caught me off guard and I lost my footing, his cock sliding halfway into me. I was soaking wet but it still hurt at first. As I sank down and stayed there for a few seconds, in shock that he was buried inside me, I began to notice how amazing it felt, being full. Giving in to the sensation of me wrapped around him, he gripped my hips and began thrusting, fucking me hard and desperately. Cries of pleasure tumbled from our lips as we moved against each other, lost in the intoxicating new feeling. He didn’t last very long and thankfully we snapped to our senses enough for him to pull out, where he came on his stomach. We stared at each other, awestruck at what just happened. After that, we were insatiable. We tried to be as discreet as possible around others but the moment we got the chance we would sneak off to fuck. I wanted to say I felt guilty, but I was already lost to my lust. And while there were moments of guilt on his end, the pleasure I gave him kept him coming back. I never wanted anything more than what we had, painfully aware of the impending split in our paths. We eventually stopped seeing each other after I confessed I had been hooking up with someone else as well as him only a few months after we started fucking. Sex was special to Jay and despite having a girlfriend (who he still hadn't slept with) he assumed I was being faithful to him when it came to that. But I already needed more than what he was giving me, my newly discovered sex drive having taken over. For the first time out of what would be many, I chose my lust. With him now out of the picture, I went on my first slut spree, hooking up with dozens of men within a years time. But those are stories for another day. He actually found me on Facebook about 5 years ago and reached out. He was married with 3 kids at that point, but I still came up in his mind every now and then. I was flattered and in a good girl phase, so I gently declined his advances and blocked him. Now I wished I had kept in touch, if only to reminisce about those times, or to tease him, or maybe even stage a reunion where I could show him everything I had learned since that summer in the woods. The summer I became a slut.

Exhibitionist Misadventure [F24][Exhibitionism][Solo]

Last night, my friends and I were looking for something to do. I told them that I wanted to just have a nice evening out, so we decided to go to the mall. One of my friends (we'll call her Mary) thought it'd be fun if they choose what I would be wearing because I told them about my recent interest in exhibitionism. My friends were really, really eager to help me get into this kink and I was afraid (rightly so) they would go pretty far. My friends were practically giddy with excitement when they arrived. They showed me what they wanted me to wear: a white crop top that barely covered my boobs and a short, pleated miniskirt that barely covered my behind. The top had a low neckline and were loose at the bottom. If I leaned over, someone standing in front of me could see my boobs clearly. They'd also be able to see up my top if they were standing behind me when we leaned over. The mini-skirt was short, falling maybe four or five inches just above the knee but flared out and flipped wildly against the breeze, making it frightfully easily to catch glimpses of my thighs, my butt, and my panties. I must admit, I was a little nervous about the whole thing and would have called it off had my friends not insisted and promised to "protect me" from anything that might be too much. At that promise, I undressed and put on the outfit my friends assembled for me. On our way to the mall, our first "misadventure" happened as we rode up the escalator. It wasn't too packed but there was still plenty of people around. I spotted a few guys who were below us looking right up at us, and my legs shook as I was pretty sure those stares were focused on me. As we got to the next floor, we stopped at a stall selling ice cream, and each bought a scoop of soft serve in a cup. We stood by the railing next to the escalator while we ate it. Unconsciously, I leaned forward over the rail. I was feeling less exposed, and it slipped my mind how loose my top was. I gasped as a breeze crept up my chest as my shirt fell away from my breasts. I wasn't wearing a bra (blame my friends) and the guys below could see right up my top, and I would have pulled back had my friends not kept me in place. They told me to relax, that this was still safe, and so we pretended not to notice and continued eating our ice cream. After finishing our ice cream, we decided to stroll down the mall. There was a group of guys eating at a table arranged outside of a restaurant and my stomach immediately filled with butterflies as I got extremely nervous. In response, my friends braced themselves against me, helping me both keep my balance and from doing something that would catch unwanted attention like me suddenly running away. They were so caught up with keeping me from acting funny that we didn't realize they were sitting in front of a large fan. As we passed, a gentle breeze from the fan blew my skirt up, exposing my white panties for everyone to see. With my friends' arms around mine I didn't have a free hand to push my skirt down. Worse, the sudden exposure made me yelp loudly enough to attract attention, and while laughing at my predicament, my friends hurried away, half-dragging, half-supporting me with them. As we passed the restaurant, I could see smirks and smiles and stares from the guys, who were only too happy to have caught my unexpected upskirt. I was sure the thin fabric of my tiny panties wasn't hiding much, and the men were getting an eyeful. The girls and I went into the restroom where I took time to recompose myself and calm down. My friends said it was fun flashing, but they thought it'd be more fun if I took off my panties. I vehemently refused, arguing that I were already showing too much skin and if I removed my panties then there would be nothing that would keep anyone from seeing my bare ass and pussy the next time my skirt flew up. However, there was no denying that I was also incredibly turned on and after some more coaxing, my friends eventually persuaded me to go along with it. As I handed Liz my panties, she pulled on them until they ripped and stuffed them into the trashcan. "Now there was no turning back." She said, smiling mischievously at me. As exited the restroom, we had to pass the same restaurant again. The same guys were still there and as they saw us, eagerly anticipated another show. They got another show all right, but this time I was ready. When the fan blew my skirt up to my waist, the guys saw my shaved puss. They also got a look at my bare ass as we walked away. The guys were speechless. I managed to keep my legs from wobbling during the walk away. I was feeling incredibly hot, having just flashed people so brazenly and I was pretty wet and sensitive. Had my friends not continued dragging me around, I probably would've ducked into another restroom and rubbed myself into an orgasm or three. I wasn't opposed to some more misadventure, however. My heart was beating fast and I realized then that I was eager to have more instances where people might see just how bare I was underneath the skimpy attire I wore. We rode up again on an escalator and unlike the first time, I was pretty damn sure people behind and below us were looking up. My butt felt cold as I keenly felt the airconditioned air kiss my bare cheeks and I swear, it felt like it went out of its way to caress my pussy and asshole. My friends kept a modest distance from me during the ride up, making sure the people behind had a clear look up my skirt. We then bought tickets to a movie. The theater was largely empty, with only a handful of people appearing to go and watch the new Ant-Man movie. My friends and I chose one of the seats close to the back and after settling into our seats, my friends told me to strip down and enjoy some private time. "We'll be nearby." Liz said as she took the initiative and began peeling off my top. I was so aroused and the thought of being naked in a movie theater thrilled me to no end that I didn't fight too hard at her attempts to strip me. Mary offered me her jacket, which was too small and if I were to put it on, only came down far enough to reach my belly button. Needless to say, my friends managed to get me out of my top and skirt before leaving me alone. I felt nervous at first but when the lights dimmed and the movie began to play, my arousal got me over my fear and nerves. My body was hot and the meager cover provided by Mary's jacket which I draped over my chest only spurred me into touching myself. My right hand slid down to my snatch and I let out a sharp gasp as my index and middle fingers reached my slit and spread my lips open. A shudder went up from my pelvis as I began to rub my clitty, my arousal building to the point that I propped my legs up on the seats in front of me. It didn't take too long for me to cum. I had to suppress my moans and keep myself from screaming as a powerful orgasm erupted, followed by another and another as I rubbed and toyed and kept rubbing my clit, while my left hand fondled and squeezed my breasts and toyed with my nipples. After the fifth orgasm, I was exhausted. My legs felt rubbery and my heart was beating hard and in a steady rhythm. I dozed off and only woke up when my phone buzzed. "Movie's almost over." Liz messaged. "Meet us at the restroom. We'll give you your skirt there." The idea rekindled the arousal that my previous orgasms had doused but rather than rub off another one, I put on Mary's jacket and quietly made my way to the bathroom. I bit my lip as I passed a couple seated near the theater exit and was only too thankful how dark it still was as I walked pass them with my bare bottom completely exposed. As soon as I could, I ran to the ladies' room and my heart nearly exploded when I found it empty. I was about to furiously text my friends where they hell they were (getting arrested for indecent exposure was something I did not want) when both of them burst out laughing, having hidden in the rearmost stall. I eagerly snatched my skirt and top from Liz and the three of us then made our way back to the car.

Caught my best friend with my ex. [MF 20s][Oral][Anal][Public]

My name is Richard (M21) most of my friends and family call me Ricky. This is the story about me, my best friend Jake (M21), my first love and ex-girl Mia (F20), love,betrayal, and maybe a hint of revenge. Jake and I have been neighbors and friends my whole life. We grew up together, went to the same schools, played on the same teams, our families went on vacation together, and apparently, we grew up to have a similar taste in women. My dad (M45), stepmom (F40) and stepsister (F18) and his mom (F43) and two sisters (F20/F25) always took trips to the beach like we were one big happy family. In high school, it wasn't a problem. We would compete for girls' attention like we did everything else. Neither of us did particularly well with girls, but we got lucky with a few. A date here, a hand job there that sort of thing. Summer after junior year, I hit a growthspert and started working out. Jake never really caught up. Mia and I started dating my senior year. Jake and I met her when Jake's sister brought her home to study one day. She was a year behind us in Jake's sister's class. We both started hitting on her, and she took more of a liking to me. She was my first real girlfriend and love. A petite 5'1" redhead with a cute freckled face, nice size tits and a great ass. She seemed so small next to my 6'3" muscular frame. She seemed so innocent too when we first met, but I soon found out I was mistaken. I remember when I really fell for her. Our second date at the movies. After making out for the first half of the film, she ran her hand over the growing bulge in my pants. "I want to see it." She whispered excitedly in my ear. Before I had chance to respond she unzipped my pants and freed my hard throbbing cock. "Wow!" She said almost to loud making a few other movie goers look around and shh us. She stroked it a few times, I remember how huge I looked in her tiny hands. I have an above average size dick but in her hands I felt massive. "This is the biggest one I've ever seen... other than in porn maybe." So much was going through my mind. Not only was I receiving my first public handjob in a crowded movie theater from an innocent girl I just started dating but now I'm imaging her watching pornstars get stuffed with huge cocks. While I'm in my dazed euphoria she whispers again, "I want to try something I saw." Again without giving me time to respond she lowered her head to my crotch, licked the length of my shaft from the base to the head before plunging my cock into her mouth. I turned out to be to big for her virgin throat because she immediately started to gag and cough, drawing more attention from the crowd around us, almost getting us caught. This only made it hotter for both of us though. Once Mia caught her breath she went straight back to work on my dick. Sucking it more gently this time while stroking the shaft so not to choke herself. "Suk.. suk.. gah.. gaw.. suk.." I only lasted a minute or two with her sweet lips wrapped around me. With out warning I shot load after load of hot cum into her mouth. Surprised at first she started to moan as she continued to suck me clean. When I was done she sat up looked me in the eye and said, "I came as soon your cum hit the back of my throat." Hearing that I got hard again but the movie was over and we needed to leave. I may have been led by my dick instead of my heart but from that night on I was in love. We dated my whole senior year then stayed togther when me and Jake went to the College close to our small town and she was a senior. Jake dated a few girls here and there. Never anything serious but slept with anyone he could really. He was still smaller than me and kind of shy because of it. Women always came to me pretty easy at that point but I would sent them all his way of course being a good wing man and faithful to Mia. We had an excellent sex life the 2 years we were together. Mia was a bit of a nympho, always wanting to try new things. We'd fucked in every room in both of our houses, in every position we could think of, she'd take it in the ass and while she filled her pussy with a dildo, and she loved doing it in public where we might get caught but never did. I was always happy to do anything with her so I didn't feel like I was missing out on other girls. It wasn't until Mia graduated and came to college with us that she broke my heart. She gave me that old line of we're young and should explore new things before we settle down. I was crushed, saddened that she would leave me like that and angry that I had wasted a year of my college experience waiting for her. I spent that next semester in a funk avoiding her when I could but it was a small school. Hearing rumors here and there, "I heard she fucked some guy behind the stands at the baseball game." "Some chick got trashed at the frat house a fucked a pledge on the pool table in front of everyone." "Did you hear she sucked her professors dick under his desk while he was giving a lecture?" "There was this hot red head that volunteered to be a nude model in my art class. Well after class I walked by and she had another girl from class on the teachers desk eating her pussy!" Every time I heard one these stories it was like a stab to the heart but they also made me so horny, reminding me of all the sextipades we had together. Towards the end of the semester it got even more confusing for me. Mia would try to call and text me. Saying she wants me back, she missed us and no one made her cum as hard as I did. As much as I missed what we had I couldn't go back after hearing all the things she'd done. Jake was there with me the whole time trying to be a good friend and get me to move on. He even set us up on a few double dates with him and some girls he managed to chat up, but I wasn't really into it. I ended up having a few one night stands but still felt defeated and empty inside. Not to mention the sex was nothing like I'd gotten use to with Mia. I needed somewhere I could totally block every part of her from my life. I decided to go away for the month of winter break and stay with my grandparents out of town and clear my head. (I can give some details on that trip some other time.) When I got back home I was like a new man. The time away gave me a new out look on life and love. Having a hot unexpected fling that sparked a new realm sexual desire for me didn't hurt either. (Again a story for another time) Jake kept me up to date on some things going on friends and family while I was a way. We talked often. The asshole thinks it's funny to have girls suck his dick while he's on the phone. I didn't know who he's getting to do it but I often heard her slobbering on his cock and balls while we talking even though he denies it every time I call him out on it. I came home a few days earlier than I planned do to an innocent at my grandparents house. After I settled in at home I decided to call Jake and let him know I was back. When he answers the phone I hear that distinct sound of a blowjob again. But when I ask what he's doing he lies and says he's at the store or some BS. I know he's home I see his car in the driveway. I decide I'm going to teach him a lesson and crash his little party. I tell him I'll let him get to it and I'll see him when I get back. Then I walk over to his house and let myself in. It's normal for us to just pop in and out of each other's homes since we're so close but it doesn't matter everyone else seems to be out at the moment. I creep up to his room excited to embarrass him and whatever slut he's been hooking up with over the break. As I get closer I hear some strange dirty talk. "Suk..suk.suk..suk.." "That right bitch suck my big dick!" "Suk.. suk.. mmp it's not as big as the one I want but I needed something to remind me of it." "Your lucky I always thought you were hot slut. I should have refused you like he did but I couldn't resist after you showed me those beautiful tits to try and get my help. Now take it all." "Gahk.. suk.. don't be an asshole... suk" "Oh keep going I'm about to bust!" The voice seemed so familiar. I recognized it but it's like my brain wouldn't let me remember who it belongs to. I burst through the door and couldn't believe my eyes. There stood Jake frozen in shock with his pants around his ankles, a handful of firey red hair and Mia on her knees with his whole cock in her mouth and tongue out licking his balls. Seeing me come through the door she choked and pulled away but it was too late. Jake was right on the edge, as soon as she tried to pull his cock out of her mouth he started to cum shooting rope after rope onto her face and tits. I stood there not knowing what to do as they both scrambled to cover up and explain themselves. "Dude, I sorry . You weren't suppose to find out like this...." "This isn't as bad as it seems.", Jake kept raddleing off excuses while Mia sat there almost trying to get me to take her back. "This isn't what it looks like." "I want you things just got out of hand.", she said while trying to wipe the cum off her face. After listening for a moment trying to process things I realized this was no time for conversation and snapped. "You can both go fuck yourselves since your already fucking each other!" I yell and stormed off towards the front door not waiting for them to respond. As I'm about to leave I'm stopped by Jake's mom and younger sister coming in from shopping. His mom is wearing a low cut blouse that shows off her amazing cleavage and his sister is wearing tight leggings and a crop top under her open jacket showing off her tight body. "Hi Ricky! We weren't expecting you back so soon." His mom pulls me down for a hug forcing my face between her breast momentarily. Its hard to tell if she did that by accident or not. "Did you have a good trip? You look good must have gotten lots of sun." His mom ask me abunch of questions about my trip. I politely respond trying not to be rude but desperately wanting to leave. I heard Mia sneak out the back and Jake never did out of his room. His sister cuts in holding multiple bags from the store. "I got new outfits for next semester! All my old ones seemed like kid clothes now that I'm in college too... Maybe you can give me your opinion on some of them some time?... You know like a guy's opinion." She giggled and half whispered the last part. She had always been like a little sister to me but she started acting strange when Mia and I were dating. Maybe Mia told her stories of the things we would do together... At that moment something clicked in my head. I had an idea how to take revenge on my friend and my ex at the same time and she was standing right infront of me. "Sure I'd be happy to help you with that anytime." I said, getting half a boner thinking of what I would do to her. "I have to get home now though. Just wanted to see you all. I missed you so much!" I gave his mom a hug and a kiss on the cheek which surprised her then I pulled his sister in for a tight hug. Her body pressed close against mine the bulge from my semi-erect penis up against her stomach she had to notice it. I let go of our hug and said goodbye. I could see I grin on her face as our bodies separated. "Can't wait to see your new look." I winked at her as I was walking out the door. "See you soon." - - - - Thank you for reading this is my first attempt at writing so it may be a little rough around the edges. If you like it there will be more to come. Planning on writing a whole series of stories about these characters in the future.

Guilty Pleasures pt. 2 - Confronting my roommate and making her fuck herself in front of me. [M20/F20, Dub-Con, Oral, Cheating]

*Part 1 [Here](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11zaggb/guilty_pleasures_i_brought_back_a_girl_to_my/):* “Eric-” Jamie said weakly, “Eric, please. I don’t think this is a good idea.” She was sitting among the tangled sheets of her bed, looking back up at me as I stalked closer. I stopped at the edge of the bed, barely an inch between me and her. I loomed over her, glaring down. Something burned inside me, a mix of lust, jealousy, pent-up anger, and the toxic desire to make this girl mine. My dick was straining against my shorts, and I stepped even closer. I caught her eyes flicking down, as I casually bumped her chest with my clothed boner. She backed away, crawling a little farther into her blankets. I scoffed. “What were you thinking when you were listening to us? Did you like the way she begged me to keep fucking her?” She stayed stony silent. For a second, she looked a little pathetic sitting there in the dim purple light, but her eyes met mine with that defiant, teasing stare, and in that moment my mind was made up. I whirled around and snatched the vodka bottle from her desk and took a hasty pull. The stuff burned, but I didn’t care. I walked back, grabbed her chin, lifted the bottle to her lips. She shook her head and wrenched free of my grasp, but I caught the back of her head and brought her lips back to the bottle. I felt something in her shift as I grabbed her, her willpower slipping. Jamie coughed and nearly spat out the trickle of alcohol. I waited, then pushed the bottle in her face again. She glared at me, and I saw a challenge in her eyes. Her lips parted and I dumped a larger swig straight into her open mouth. She coughed again, but choked it down. I bumped her lips with the bottle a final time, then quickly ran my thumb across her bottom lip and chin. She flinched a little, but didn’t move away. I took another pull for myself then pushed it back into her mouth. She drank. Then I was on top of her, pushing her down into the sheets and crashing my lips down on hers. I slammed my arms into the bed on either side of her, and dug my knees into the spots next to her waist. I was pinning her under me, taking what was owed. “I know you want this,” I whispered into her ear. “Does it turn you on, to know I just fucked some sorority slut and that now I’m here? What would Rahul think?” She pulled away for a second, obviously a little off-put by the reference to her boyfriend but then I kissed her again and she didn’t resist. Her lips tasted like cheap vodka and forbidden fruit. I stopped and lifted my head, and her head followed mine almost reflexively. I laughed and rolled off the bed. She made a little sound, and I slid my eyes over her body. The big t-shirt had been pushed up, and I could see that she was only wearing panties under it. Seeing her long, bare legs and the just barely visible signs of her pussy underneath the tight panties just poured gasoline on the fire burning within me. I grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her towards me, pulling her nearly off the bed. “Hey!” She squealed softly. I pulled her legs around me and drove my boxers into her panties, dry-humping her. She twitched and tried to twist away but I kept her legs pinned. Then I released her and slid my hands under shirt, up, groping her small breasts, and then I was forcing the shirt off. She laid there, only in her panties, staring back up at me. She flung an arm across her chest and made a noise of protest. “No. Eric. No. Give my shirt back- this isn’t okay.” “It’s not?” I said mockingly. I leaned in closer, thrusting my hips forward. There were just two layers of thin fabric separating my cock from her pussy, and I could feel her warmth through our underwear. I felt her hips shift and she involuntarily pressed herself tighter against me. She paused, her breathing heavy. I grabbed her forearm, lightly, and moved it aside so I could see her tits. “You’re beautiful.” I whispered. “I’ve wanted you for so fucking long. Don’t tell me you don’t feel the same.” “Eric, I have a boyfriend.” She said, with no real conviction. “I don’t give a fuck.” I growled, and leaned in for another kiss. She met my lips again, but pulled away quickly. “I’m serious.” She said plaintively. “So am I.” I reached down and pulled my dick out. I could see her eyes widen with lust. Before she could say anything more, I grabbed her panties and pulled them to the side. I could see her little pussy, finally exposed to my eyes. It took every ounce of effort to not immediately bury myself within her, but I managed. I took hold of my cock, stiff and straining, and I slid it under her panties- not into her, but just trapping my dick between the fabric and her bare pubis. “This is how I fucked her.” I said, my voice barely a whisper. “I pulled her panties to the side just like this and then I fucked her little cunt.” I punctuated this with a little thrust, reveling in the sensation of my dick sliding against her bare skin. Jamie moaned. It was a real, whimpering, desperate plea of a moan. She had her eyes closed, her head turned away, like she was pretending if she couldn’t see me it wasn’t really happening. “Were you imagining it was you?” I asked. “Were you fucking yourself?” She didn’t answer. I reached out and pinched her right nipple between my fingers. Not too hard, but she squealed all the same. “Shhhhh.” I shushed. “I don’t want you waking her up. But answer my question.” She nodded- almost imperceptibly- but she nodded. “Say it.” I hissed. She turned her head away, burying it in the sheets. “I was touching myself.” I could barely hear her, but it was all I needed. “Where?” I asked playfully, pulling my hips back and thrusting forward again. I could feel my heartbeat pulsing within my shaft, pressed against her creamy skin. I could feel the barest hint of wetness, just brushing my balls as they rocked against her opening. I pulled my cock out of her panties, and she let out a suppressed moan as I backed away. “Here?” I whispered, as I brought my lips down upon her breasts. I kissed them both, lightly. “Here?” I kissed underneath her breasts, then right beside her belly button. “Here?” I planted a kiss right at the crease of her left hip. “Or here?” She trembled beneath me as I crouched onto my knees and then kissed her pussy through her panties. I hooked my fingers under them and yanked them down her legs. She was naked before me at last. I pressed my face into her pussy, lapping at her lower lips. She moaned a little too loud, and I pinched her inner thigh. She kicked a leg into the air at that, and I grabbed the underside of her thighs and pushed her knee back towards her chest. I was working my tongue into her, licking at her clit, planting kisses around her folds. She grabbed me by the hair and pulled me even closer, and I could feel her hips bucking into my chin. Then I pulled away, yanking myself free of her hand and legs. “No!” Jamie whined. I stood back up, looming over her. “What’s wrong?” I teased. “Please,” she begged. “No.” I said. I could see her eyes burn with frustration and lust. “Eric-” I cut her off. “I want you to show me how you were fucking yourself. You’re gonna finger yourself until I say stop. Right here, in front of me.” “What?” She said, incredulously. I grabbed her face again, hooking my thumb into her lips. “You fucking heard me.” I let go and took a couple steps back, preparing myself for the show. Jamie stared at me, her expression near inscrutable. Then she reclined back against her sheets and spread her legs, exposing herself to me. She reached a hand down between her thighs, hesitantly. I waited. “Show me.” She started it in earnest, lightly running her fingers over her clit. She stifled a moan as she rubbed at it, then dipped her fingers down into her slit. She had to cover her mouth with her other hand as she fell back completely against her bed, her fingers buried in her. She pumped them back and forth, her legs kicking lightly. I picked up my phone and started recording. She didn’t see the camera for a while, then caught it as I moved closer. She yanked her hand back from her pussy and sat up. “What the hell-” I pushed her back down. “Keep fucking going. Keep going or I’ll send what I have right now to Rahul.” “No!” Jamie protested. “What are you doing?!” I stared impassively at her. “Do what I fucking tell you, Jamie. Enough with the act, you’re a little tease who used me for attention this entire time. Pretending like you’re still loyal to your fuckin’ boyfriend, give me a break. Give it up.” She paused, then laid back down. “Good girl.” I said. “Put on a show for me.” She did. She was fucking herself for real, driving two fingers in and out her pussy and rubbing at her clit with the other hand. She was rocking back and forth, driving her hips in the air, kicking her legs out- until I grabbed her wrist. “MMMM.” She squealed as I slapped a hand over her mouth. “You don’t come ‘til I say.” I said languidly. Her chest was heaving, her little tits working up and down as she struggled against me. “Now, you’re gonna do everything I tell you from now on, or I’ll send that video to Rahul, you understand?” She nodded weakly. “Good girl.” I brushed her hair back with one hand, the other holding my erect dick. “Get on the floor and blow me.” I sat down onto the bed and waited. She didn’t move for a couple of seconds, then she slowly slid down off the bed and in between my legs. “I’ve- I’ve never done this before.” She was staring up at me, my cock lightly tapping at her face. “It’s okay.” I reassured her. “Just suck it.” She started the blowjob shakily, wrapping her lips around my dick. She lapped at it with her tongue, then slowly tried to work more of my length into her mouth. She tapped out midway, pulling herself off with a gag. I put my hand in her hair and pulled her back down. “Come on now. The other girl got all of me in her throat.” Jamie redoubled her efforts, but she never did get all the way. My dick wasn’t even that big, but it was alright. She settled for sucking at my head and what she could, and licking me up and down. It was enough just knowing this girl I had lusted after for so long was finally on her knees, sucking me off. I was clutching at her hair before long. “She didn’t let me come in her mouth.” I grunted. “You’re gonna take this down your throat.” Jamie struggled a bit against my grip as she heard it, but she looked back up at me and I could see acceptance in her eyes. I pumped my dick back and forth, causing her to splutter a little, then I was coming. I blasted off into her warm, wet mouth with a stifled groan. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. Jamie was still kneeling on the ground, a little bit of cum dribbling from her mouth. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and then stood up, avoiding my eyes. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close, taking the opportunity to fondle her ass. I kissed her again, tasting a bit of myself. She gave into the kiss, pressing herself back into me. “Good.” I said, breaking us off. “Now go to sleep. In the morning, I’m gonna fuck Brooke again and then I’m going to come into here so you can clean my dick with your mouth. Maybe I’ll let you come then.” I walked past her and out into the hallway, head spinning a little from what had just happened. I slipped back into my room and then under my covers, where Brooke’s sleeping body was waiting. She shifted slightly, but didn’t wake. I wrapped an arm around her and nestled myself behind her, the softness of her ass a pleasant sensation against my spent dick. It didn’t take long for sleep to take me. *More parts coming*

[B/S] I'm probably going to take my little brother's virginity

I make the posts about how I got caught masturbating and my dad came inside of me. This isn't an update. Sex is great but it's routine. I don't have anything new to tap in to and I'm not going to make a post every time something sexual happens(as much as you'd like that) ​ I've been thinking lately about how I'll probably be the woman that takes my brother's virginity. I am happy with how things progressed. If I wanted to I could just ask him to have sex and he'd say yes but I want it to be his decision. I don't really crave sex from him but if he wanted it and asked I would love it. With my dad everything was rushed. Like he saw me naked and then I told him to put it inside of me. He came inside of me before our first kiss together. I am enjoying the way things are going with my brother. It feels nice and I'm cherishing every moment. I enjoy the tension. I also enjoy the kind of power I feel over him. I'm not a dominatrix but some relationships have a power dynamic and I am definitely the more dominant one. I can grab his hand and feel him get weak. I love his presence and enjoy his affection but I love feeling him just get so weak for me. We've not had sex. In my last update I explained how I gave him a blowjob and he fucked my mouth. ​ I guess I've just been thinking a lot about how I'll be the one that takes his virginity. That's an important moment. I think everyone remembers who they lost their virginity too. If you consider what we've done up to now sex then he's already lost it. But he hasn't penetrated my vagina. I've been his first everything essentially. I was in bed last night thinking about how weird it s that his big sister is his first. I have frequent sex with my dad but I have had previous sexual experience. I knew what got me off before I slept with my dad. I knew what I liked and nothing was new to me. When he thinks of sex he will think of me. He'll sleep with other people in the future but this strong feeling fills me up when I think about how I'll take his virginity. He's getting bolder to the point that he'll ask me for specific nudes. When he started he would just say general parts like "butt" or "boobs" but then he started asking for specific poses. He wanted one after a shower where my tits were still wet. He wanted one where my tits and mouth were in view and I was biting my lip. He has really enjoyed blowjobs and how my mouth and tongue feel so I've sent him pictures of my mouth open with my tongue out and like drooling. The most recent picture he asked for that took propping up my camera and setting a timer was fun to take. I've never been big into sending and taking nudes but I enjoy it with him. He wanted me to be on my knees bent over spreading my ass and pussy open with my hands and looking back at the camera with my tongue out. I couldn't get the pose in time and it was actually funny. Every picture seemed to be me in the process of getting into position and I sent him all the errors and we were laughing about it over text. I ended up just making it a video of me getting in that position and spreading open for him. I think he is really into backdoor stuff. He likes rubbing his dick along my ass between my ass cheeks. He fingers my ass and licks my ass a lot. It's something he didn't know he was into before. It's fun with him because he isn't so experienced and he is learning the things he likes on me. ​ Anyway, as usual, no I won't post any of the mentioned pictures or videos. No, I don't want you to be my brother or father. No, I won't fuck you.

Just a Blow Job [M/F both 30s] [receiving blow job]

Before anything had been said, or happened, she had imagined everything they had just done weeks prior to it happening. It made her wonder if she imagined it into being or if it was something that all the stars had lined up for her and placed onto her intuition. The experience felt like a dream from how he kissed her all the way to her kissing down his torso, pushing her mouth into the crease of each of his hips while feeling the strength of his thighs beneath her hands. She was so turned on as she kissed over the points of his hip bones before sliding her tongue over the base of his cock. They had met at the café he worked at. She’d go in and study, or well, “study” because when he was there it was hard not to focus on him. He checked on her often, sometimes bringing her an extra drink or something sweet from the kitchen, and she wondered if he was this friendly with everyone, or was it her? Sometimes their conversations bordered on flirtatious, but never crossed over a line into anything more. She spent a little too much time thinking about what it would be like to kiss him. He had the prettiest mouth she had ever seen. A perfect cupid’s bow centered over soft, full lips that would easily envelop her smaller mouth. So one night as she was packing up because they were closing he asked her if she’d stay. Sliding back into her seat she agreed. He needed to clean up a little more and check the register, but then would make them cocktails. One led to three. Time slipped away, and the next thing she knew, with his hand in hers, they were going back to his place, then sitting on his bed, and then moving closer and closer together until she felt her mouth land on his. He pulled her sweater off, and she pulled his jeans down. She wanted to devour him that instant and it took everything she had to slow down, and take all of the time to taste every inch of his cock. She couldn't figure out what she wanted more, feeling how the head met the shaft with her tongue tip, or taking more of him with her mouth, feeling her lips slide over, and around his circumference. Luckily he was patient and let her do it all. The harder he became, the more she thought about how fun it would be to have him hold her hair and fuck her face while she gripped his thighs so hard she’d leave marks. She imagined how wet she could get him as he touched the back of her throat with each thrust. She wondered what would've happened if she climbed on top of his hips, still wet from her mouth, and pushed him into her until there was nowhere to go but around and around until they came. She looked at his face, eyes specifically, open-mouthed, her hand wrapped around his base, and stroking, experiencing all the feelings of getting to be there with him before getting back to giving all her attention to his cock. Feeling how hard he was against her tongue and palms made it difficult to figure out what she enjoyed more, and where she wanted her focus to go. She loved the softness of him against her tongue, but then also getting to squeeze him felt good too. Then he came, filling her mouth, and she swallowed him up wondering if she’d be able to feel him let go inside her pussy when she was ready. But they’d have to wait for that

[B/S] 2016 - Part 2

When I finally got a chance to speak to Alix, she gave me the full story. Matt text her out of the blue telling her he wanted to break up with her. She cried when she told me. I didn't fully understand, especially given she had cheated on him with me, but I tried my best to comfort her. A week later, a girl who she considered a friend, messaged her to say she was seeing Matt now and thought she should know. This crushed Alix even more. Alix was really down during this time. I didn't see a lot of her, and she spent a lot of time with her friends. It felt important to let her have this time, and I knew she would get in touch if she wanted. I later heard from my friend's girlfriend, who was Alix's year at school and knew a lot of the same people, that Alix was sleeping around a lot. I couldnt blame her but felt sad she hadn't been in touch. A month or so later, when we were all at Mum and Dad's for Harry's birthday, Alix announced to the family that she had decided to move abroad at the end of the year. Her friend Lexi had moved to the UK earlier in the year, and by all accounts was loving her experience. It was sad to think of her being so far away, but I was proud of her for taking a chance and doing something like that for herself. After dinner, while we sat around on the couches, Alix and I secretly messaged each other. She asked if I was okay because I seemed down, and I told her I was happy for her. I told her I'd always wanted to do something like that and admired her making it happen. She told me I'd have to visit her. That Christmas was strange. Alix was flying out in very early January, so our Christmas celebrations doubled as a farewell to her. We had a family tradition of catching up with our friends separately, and then coming to Mum and Dad's at about 10 or 11 on Christmas Eve. Mum and Dad would stay up til we got there, and we would have some Baileys. We were all normally pretty drunk by the time we arrived. This year was no different, so I went with my friends to a local pub, and then grabbed a taxi home at about 10:30. I was fairly pissed by this point but still coherent. When I arrived, Mum, Dad, Harry, and G were sitting in the lounge chatting. I flopped on the couch and Mum grabbed be a Baileys. Not long after, Alix arrived home. She walked in wearing a gorgeous black dress that stopped just above her knee and hugged her body. She was clearly as drunk as I was, maybe slightly more so. She sat down on the same couch as me, curled her legs up, and grabbed a big blanket that Mum kept on the coffee table. 'It's freezing out there,' she said as she draped it over her. 'It's 15 degrees,' Dad scoffed. 'Ever try wearing enough clothes?' Alix stuck her tongue out at Dad playfully as Mum gave her a Baileys. We all sat and chatted for a bit, talking about Alix's plans for the UK, how we would all try and visit her, and more. I kept staring at her. She looked so beautiful that night. I knew that I wanted to be with her again before she left, and that the time spent at Mum and Dad's over Christmas was my chance. I decided to make a move. I spun round on the couch so that my legs were long ways along it, and my feet were next to Alix, and grabbed some of the blanket. 'It is actually freezing in here,' I said as I pulled it over my legs. Alix was intently listening to G telling a story about a mutual friend, and barely acknowledged what I'd done. After awhile, she noticed, complained, and then repositioned so that she also sat along the couch. We interlocked our legs under the covers. It wasn't anything abnormal, but because of what we had done in the past, I couldn't help but over think it. I felt like the rest of the family must be thinking it was strange, but they said nothing and I reminded myself it was normal. We continued talking for awhile. I looked intently as Dad told a story, but my real focus was at my feet. I slid my toe along Alix's inner thigh. Back and forth. Slowly and carefully. I glanced at Alix, but she gave nothing away. I kept going, slowly, working my way further up her thigh. I felt my toe slip inside her her dress. Alix coughed, and repositioned on the couch making it slightly more accessible, as well as making a bit more of a tent between her legs to cover my foot. I slid my foot further along and felt the fabric of her underwear at my foot. I kept looking at Dad talking, trying desperately to pretend to be listening. I looked at Alix, and, still, she was giving nothing away. I rubbed my toe gently up and down her panties. Alix started talking as I kept rubbing. She reached down under the blanket, scratched her leg, but also stroked my leg, before gently pulling her underwear to the side. I felt the wetness of her pussy as I kept rubbing. Dad came around and topped up our drinks, all the while, I rubbed her pussy with my toe. The fun came to an end, when Harry and G decided to go to bed. G came over to hug Alix good night, so Alix masterfully knocked my foot out of the way and sat up to hug her. They said their good nights and Merry Christmas's and went upstairs to bed. I tucked my hard dick into my shorts and sat up as the rest of us started clearing the glasses and plates of cheese and crackers. Dad disappeared to bed, leaving Mum, Alix, and me in the kitchen. I poured myself a large glass of water, mainly as an excuse to stay down there a bit longer in the hope I'd get talk to Alix alone. 'I'm gonna have a shower. Night guys!' she said as she disappeared up the stairs. 'I'm gonna brush my teeth,' I told Mum. I grabbed my tooth brush from my bag, and snuck into the bathroom before Alix and started brushing my teeth. She came in eventually, already undressed and wrapped in a towel. She whacked me on the arm and widened her eyes at me in the mirror. I laughed through my toothbrush and she smiled back. I turned around, still brushing my teeth, and playfully kicked the bottom of her towel up. She moved back and I tried again. She looked out the door, and then turned back to me and pulled the towel up, flashing her pussy to me. She had a cleanly shaved landing strip leading to her fat pussy. 'Happy?' she whispered. 'Getting there.' 'Okay now hurry up, I wanna have a shower,' she groaned as she jokingly pushed me towards the door. I finished up and went to my room. I lay in bed listening to the shower, wondering if she would dare come into my room when she was done. In our house, all the bedrooms are upstairs. As kids, Harry slept downstairs in another room, but now was in the guest room upstairs. Next to that was Mum and Dad's room, then mine, then the bathroom, and then Alix's room was opposite. I heard the shower turn off, followed by the fan, and then I listened carefully as Alix went into her room. I lay there, half an eye in my phone, hoping. Nothing came. After about 20 minutes, I slipped out of my room, closing my bedroom door behind me. Mum and Dad's room, and Harry and G's room both had their doors closed so I tiptoed across to Alix's door and opened it carefully. She had her lamp on, and she was scrolling on her phone. I always loved her room. It always smelled incredible, of delicate girly stuff that I don't even know how to describe. It always felt warm and welcoming. She looked up at me from her phone. She was wearing a t-shirt, and god knows what below the covers. 'Oh my god,' she whispered, 'I nearly had a heart attack.' I shut the door carefully behind me and walked over and sat on her bed. 'I'm glad you're still awake,' I whispered. 'We can't do anything. Imagine if someone came in.' 'They're not going to. When was the last time anyone just barged into your room at midnight?' 'You literally just did that!' We both laughed. 'You may have been satisfied by my brilliant footwork earlier, but all its done is make me want you,' I said jokingly. Alix laughed and rolled her eyes. 'I can't believe you did that. It drove me nuts.' We sat there for a while before I broke the silence. 'Fuck I'm going to miss you.' Alix looked at me with a sad smile, and then flipped the corner of her duvet over, inviting me into the bed. I climbed in beside her, and she climbed in under my arm. We held a long cuddle, before she looked up at me and leant in. We kissed. Her lips felt so soft, and it was different to last time. It felt more loving. I stroked my hand down the side of her t-shirt, and when I got to the bottom, felt her bare thigh. I grazed my fingers down and then back up, lifting her shirt up. I stroked her ass. She was wearing loose underwear. We kept kissing before she sat up and took her t shirt off. Her breasts looked incredible in the light. As she lay down, I kissed down her neck and began kissing around her nipples. I licked them, and felt them harden almost instantly as I started sucking on one. She took in a deep breath as I reached between her legs. I continued sucking her nipple as I began rubbing her pussy through her thin panties. She gently pushed her hips into my hand as I did. I started to kiss down her stomach, as I moved down the bed. She climbed up the bed to give me more space as I climbed between her legs. I gently took her panties, and slid them down her legs. She lifted them in the air to help, and I tossed her underwear in the floor. I lay down between her legs and started gently kissing her thighs. Her pussy looked as incredibly as ever, her fat lips stuck together. I licked my tongue up her pussy gently parting it. She was wet already, and the juices tasted incredible. I heard a gentle moan and continued licking her clit. She ran her hands down the back of my head and through my hair, holding my head in place between her thighs. My cock got harder as she did. I kept going. I took her leg and lifted it up, and then took the other one. She bent both her knees and held them up by her side, pushing her pussy out. I kept licking as her moans became louder. I slid my tongue down and licked her asshole. She moaned loudly and covered her mouth. I licked again as I rubbed her clit with my thumb. She rolled on to her front and pushed her ass in the air. I kissed her ass cheeks before going back to eating her pussy. She reached back and gently pulled my hair, directing me back to her asshole. I kept eating it as I rubbed her pussy with my thumb. She stopped me suddenly, and giggled, telling me she was about to finish. She lay back down and I lay beside her. She leant in and kissed me. As she bit my lip, she reached down my shorts and started stroking my cock. I pulled my shorts down, and she turned around, pushing her ass towards me. I slipped my cock between her legs, and she reached down to guide it into her pussy. It felt amazing as it slipped in. I started pumping slowly as I reached around and gently pinched her nipples. She leaned back, twisting her neck to kiss me. I kept going. Alix reached down and stroked my balls between her legs, before rubbing her clit. I kept going as her legs tensed. She pushed back towards me before straightening out her body. I cupped my hand over her mouth, as she came. I kept pumping slowly as she caught her breath. I rolled over, with my cock still inside her, pushing her onto her front. I started pumping harder and harder as I came inside her. I moaned in her ear as I filled her up. I slid out of her, and rolled onto my back. We both lay there, catching our breath. I grabbed some tissues from beside the bed and gave them to her. She rolled over and wiped between her legs. She took some more and wiped my cock for me. She climbed under my arm and kissed my chest before nuzzling in for a cuddle. We lay there for a bit before I snapped awake. I'd dozed off, and couldn't risk it happening again. I slipped out, leaving Alix asleep, put my shorts on, and carefully made my way back to my room.

[A/ne] visiting my sister for Christmas and my feelings for my nephew are complicated

This Christmas I'm visiting my sisters family and staying with them for a few days. My nephew lives with them and he will also be there. I've always tried to be the "cool aunt" in his life because I know my sister is a little uptight and protective. In the past he's crashed at my flat a few times when he's got drunk and didn't want to go home and get in trouble. He comes to mine once a month to smoke weed with me because his mum would definitely not let that happen at home. I think he enjoys visiting me because I treat him like an adult instead of how my sister treats him. We talk pretty openly about relationships and sex, I know he's not a virgin, what porn we both watch etc. We both have a laugh and a really good time together. He's also been on my mind a few times when I masturbate. And although those are just fantasies I can't help but imagine what if? Then part of me feels shame for thinking like that. I'll be there for a few days and I'm torn, I know real life isn't like porn but I also want to see if I can test the waters or at least just flirt a little. Is that too much?

It started as a harmless flashing

Hello all. I’m 32, in good shape, bi, and a lifelong exhibitionist. I’ve always enjoyed being naked outdoors, taking crazy chances at being seen - walked naked on the beach at night, drove on the interstate naked (That’s another story, btw), and generally taken opportunities for “wardrobe malfunctions”. Yesterday I drive over to my friend’s apartment to check on his plants while he’s out of town. It’s an older duplex, the upstairs unit. I noticed that the house right across the street was having the exterior painted with a white van parked out front and a crew of maybe 5 Mexicans setting up ladders and generally working in front. Well, I hung out in his apartment for a while, helped myself to a few vodka shots, and starting watching a little porn on my phone. Needless to say I got pretty horny. I had a sudden uncontrollable urge to flash so I stripped and walked out onto the front porch, in clear view of the painters below. I waved and said “Hola!” smiling friendlily. I certainly got their attention. They stopped what they were doing and looked up at me, talking loudly in Spanish before switching to English, clearly inviting me to join them. I distinctly heard several tell me to come suck their cocks while grabbing their crotch’s. When they produced their phones with the intent on filming me I became immediately bashful, dropped to the floor, and crawled back inside. I waited for about an hour before I made my escape and drive away, pretty sure they hadn’t seen me leave. I ran a few errands and drove home. As I pulled up, a saw the same white van parked on the street in front of my house. I had an immediate sinking feeling in my gut. What is going on? When I got out of my car, the driver of the van got out and stopped me before I could get inside. “Look” he said, and showed me his phone. There was a picture on the screen, clearly me, naked, on that porch. “I think you owe me a blow job,” he said, smiling. “You don’t want this picture shown to your neighbors, do you?” Blackmail! What choice did I have? I opened the front door and let him in. “Let’s get this over with,” I said, dropping to my knees. He quickly dropped his pants and I began my task. I don’t pretend to be an expert at fellacio, and it was more then evident then. It seemed to take ages for him to first get hard and then to cum. Despite my increasingly aching jaw, come he did. I spit out his load right there on my carpet. He zipped up and I let him put. As he was leaving he said he’d be back with the rest of his boys and that he’s going to want a little more than that…..and then he smiled. What do I do? What’s going to happen?

[F/d] I want in on their past (update)

Hi there, so it's been a day or two since my last post and those sexual thoughts Ive been having haven't given up at all. I was able to get some more out of them about what they used to get up to and may have dropped kind of my own bombshell on them. All in all the chat last night got a bit hotter and I think things are moving in a positive direction, let me explain. All week Ive had no idea how to even brooch the topic we discussed the other night, especially since they seem more inclined to tell me stuff while they're both there and we aren't often together drinking like that. I didn't want to be sly with getting more from them however I didn't see really any other choice apart from just sitting them down and leading a conversation in that direction. Last night I grabbed some wine on the way home from work just cause initially the conversation started from the loose lips that alcohol brings. When I walked in Ben said 'wow you must've enjoyed the other night, is some of that for me?' I laughed in response but thought before I answered, I'm really not great at keeping things in my mind without talking about them and couldn't hold it any longer so I blurted 'yes well some is definitely for you and dad. I wanted to know more about your past so could we have another talk about it? It's been ringing around my head all week' He just laughed (standard uncle behaviour) and called dad's name who emerged fresh from a shower with a towel around his hips a few minutes later. 'i think Amy (not my real name) has some more questions for us. Dad looked slightly embarrassed at that but locked eyes with me as I nodded in agreement. He saw the wine and after a few seconds just said 'its been on my mind too don't worry about that. What do you wanna know?' I poured us all a glass and we sat around on the couch as I asked them HEAPS of questions. This isn't verbatim so bear with me but this is the gist of what was said. 'did you two see seperate girls that you wouldn't share?' 'yes or course it was just too impractical for us to do it all the time' 'did you ever do it together with mom?' 'definitely not, I'm 100% your dad cause Ben wasn't around when I as seeing your mom' 'did you use condoms?' 'never, like not once' 'Was it enjoyable for you two as well as the girl?' 'yes absolutely, just really taboo and cause we weren't touching it didn't feel like crossing any major line' 'what was the craziest thing you ever did to a girl?' They both didn't say anything to that one, just gave each other a look as if thinking about telling me or not. I pryed again saying 'c'mon daddy, you've told me this much' (when I call him daddy it instantly disarms him, an old trick of mine). After a long pause dad said 'well there was this one girl who loved.....anal. She asked us to....god I can't believe I'm gonna tell you this.....well, we were both inside her at the same time....'. That was vague enough and took me some time to realise he meant they dp'd someone. When it hit me I got a hot flush again and really had to settle myself but I said 'what like both of you, down there?' while pointing to my crotch and ass with different hands and followed their eyes looking where I was pointing. 'yes, just like you're thinking' dad said a little more confidently this time. 'she was definitely a wild one, she liked to make us run around after her and buy her lingerie for when we'd get down to it'. As he was talking about her I couldn't help but picture myself as that girl. Lingerie is a huge turn on for me and I have a few sets myself but never had anyone actually buy it for me. Gave me something to think about later that's for sure. After I'd finished 21 questions with them I felt that burning in my chest again as I finished my glass. It truly was now or never to say this so I just set my glass down and breathed deeply my heart was pumping so fast I felt blood rushing to my head as I said 'hearing about all this is really fun. I wish I had two boys to share me after hearing all that'. Now it was their turn to look a little shocked. Neither said or gave any signs they were thinking negatively about what I'd said but I locked eyes with dad for the longest time that night when I said that, neither daring to look away. 'well maybe you will one day' said Ben and he kind of slapped dad on the shoulder. Dad snapped out of our gaze and agreed saying 'dont worry baby if you want it there's plenty of people out there who would for you. Just make sure you trust them a lot before doing anything like that. We chatted for a little while longer, completely off the topic we'd started on. Before too long though it was getting late and I had to go to bed. I hugged Uncle Ben first but when I was hugging dad and whispered in his ear 'i trust you two more than anyone on earth, goodnight' and kissed his cheek before springing off to my bedroom. That last line wasn't planned at all, just came to me in the moment but I'm really glad I did say it. Hopefully he'll get the gist of what i was saying but that was an issue for another time. I had thoughts of the two of them in my head all night and just let whatever fantasies I had take over me completely til I fell asleep.

[f4a] I've learned my lesson [bdsm] [anal] [anilingus] {blindfold] [hotel sex] [average size cock] [shibari] [squirting] [throat fucking] [facial] [spanking] [impact][consent checks] [toys] [aromas] some [gagging] mention [spoiled sheets] [praise kink] [Female is 28 Male is 30 years old]

I've learned my lesson I have never been more wrong about a person in my life, and I could not be happier. His profile picture looked cute, but not particularly stunning or chiselled. He was attractive but I was more curious about his bio. BDSM, that was me, shibari, tick. Open to impact, big tick. Vocal sex also is a big tick, but pleasure Dom was a new one on me. I was used to the release of subjugation and what I took for granted a Dom liked, I liked It too, but didn't need to be degraded, it was just garnish with me, and if it helps a Dom do his work then fair enough. I had heard of pleasure Dom's but assumed it was a leftover from everyone jumping on the 50 shades bandwagon who had problems committing. I was naive. So we did the thing and messaged over a weekend, backed off through the week as he was on shifts and space is good. The next Thursday afternoon we both trek into the city and get a drink. He doesn't look too much out of the ordinary, shaved bald head, no cropped he reminded me, he follows the Bruce Willis method. 5 foot 10 ish, not ripped but a body that obviously knows the inside of a gym. Nice tight buns. He was wearing a pair of black Adidas shell toes, black jeans and a pixies T-shirt, just like an average music fan. Little did I know what was hiding in plain sight. He smelled so good, shower fresh with a hint of salt, but mainly with an undertone of citrus and a tiny hint of something spicy, that should have been a hint. He orders a coke and I'm driving so just an OJ for me. He's a tad nervous but only until we sit down in a very quiet courtyard. As soon as he sits down he smiles and the nerves clearly wash out of him. "I thought you might not turn up for some odd reason, this is the first time an online date has seen me in the flesh." He says "Well I have had a few, and let me say that you are better than quite a few so far, I have turned around and left some after it's been obvious that they view showering as an option they didn't need to take that week." Is my reply. His laughing broke the ice, his warm genuine smile reassured me. Throughout our conversation we clicked, he'd had experience in the scene but was used to regular club hookups and meeting people in person first, this was something I knew from the messages in the week, and how moving for work had meant a new area with not much of in the way of Kinksters to get to know, hence the online introduction. We shortly got round to what we had done in previous scenes, and with other lovers, me blushing as I couldn't help but feel so open letting everything out on the table about how much I loved to be spanked, tied, dominated, used. I couldn't help but open up to this man. It felt like I had known him for far longer than these few minutes. We continued talking, explaining precisely How when I get to my space I feel so special letting someone ruin my face or my pussy for their indulgence. How the pain makes me let go to the point that orgasms are just added extras there next to the pure bliss of knowing that someone is fucking me in the most visceral way possible and I need to feel that as often as I can in order to think straight in the day. He didn't go into too much detail about what he would particularly do, just said things matter of factly about what I am up for, working through a list rather than teasing me with too many details, I could tell that this was important to him. We covered what I have yet to try and would very much like to, and what I might be willing to try again but may have to stop if I wasn't quite into it, and obviously what was not going to happen. It was more expanding on the messages but one important thing, that really sealed the deal for me, was when he said "I know we're going over things previously mentioned, but I needed to see your face tell me those boundaries. I thrive on that information. And if you want to go to my hotel room, I'd like to show you how this all works practically, but if it is a no do not think that I am offended if you choose to go home and get on with your life one little bit. It's entirely up to you. So, do you want to fuck my way?" At that moment I felt my adrenaline kick in, and I felt so wanted and coughed to bring myself back down to earth and replied. "Yes, I'd like that very much." We left the 2nd round of drinks half finished and exited the bar to walk around the corner and over the road to his hotel. As we walked through the lobby and entered the lift, I held his hand, In the lift I couldn't help myself and leaned in to kiss gently as he pushed for the 5th floor. He kissed me back, my tongue was the first one to search out his lips, he very gently bit it and said, "patience my dear. We have all night long." I could feel my pussy throb as the words left his mouth and entered mine. We left the lift and turned right down the corridor to his room, 516. I entered a pretty normal looking hotel room, but noticed two suitcases as being the only slightly odd thing. I left that room 18 hours later, a beautifully broken mess, never to be the same. He sat me on the bed, and said he would shower first and told me to put some music on, his phone was tethered to the TV and open at his Spotify profile. I handed it back and said "no it's your space, you set the mood." He nodded and put on some housey background type music and kissed my forehead and went for a quick shower. When he returned eight minutes later the spicy citrus smell filled the room and I was intoxicated, I had lazily started to play with myself through my knickers, anticipating what was to come, he walked over, grabbed my wrists and said," that's my job", in a firm but playful way, and then followed it with, "your turn to clean up, it's vital that I have a clean dinner plate, your ass as well!" I went to the shower and did as instructed, anal was one of the things on the would like to try more list, I'd had my ass eaten before but not for so long it had made me cum at all, just a bit more than a courtesy lick. I thought it didn't do that much for me, but definitely wasn't off the table, it was just I was interested in Dom's spanking my arse more than eating it. I left the shower smelling mostly the same as him, the body wash was lime, apple and cinnamon explaining the curious aroma that had been penetrating my nostrils for the last, how long, I looked at the clock, only 65 minutes, Jesus it felt like I had been smelling that scent all day. The only difference in my smell to his was the smell of fresh pussy juice collecting in me after almost pointlessly drying it from the shower. I was ready fuck by his commands, his whole demeanour up to this point was friendly yet firm, but looking at him a massive smile, just slightly getting towards being too big to be right for his face beamed at me and he said in a lower register than before, but in the most seductive tone I had ever heard. "Now, we play!" I melted there and then. More than halfway to an orgasm and that was just those three words. They will echo around my head every time I cum from now to my last precious breath, a permanent mark of those hours of delight. I walked over to my new master, because that is definitely what he was now to me whether he realised it then or later on that day I have yet to learn, and stood there for him naked and unafraid. I was entirely at his mercy and he had only bit my tongue slightly up to then. He stepped into me and drew out a long intense, deeply passionate kiss from me, entering each other's mouths more deeply and erotically than I had ever experienced before. Butterflies raged against a quiet storm in my stomach. I was his completely. My brain flipped for a second to Madonna singing like a virgin and all I could think to myself in reply "was no shit Sherlock" That's when I noticed his cock. It wasn't what I expected at all. He was completely shaven there as well, but his chest and back were decently hairy, his scrotum was nice and compact, drawing all the loose skin where it was needed to his firm, beautiful cock. It's size wasn't eye watering, it was just your standard 5 and a half inches of flesh, it wasn't too skinny, if anything a really nice thickness, a bit rounder than average. What was amazing was just how firm it was, as it brushed up against my thigh I was amazed, It was like a warm meaty coating on a steel rod, I could feel moist pre cum glistening on its uncut head, I could tell I was going to have a lot of fun with that magnificent tool. But that ecstasy was yet to be tasted. He stood back two steps, turned me around and spanked me hard, a wave of relief washing over me, the amuse bouche was over and we were on to the first course. "On the bed, my good girl, all fours please." I did as instructed, "there's my good girl, my delicious whore." And then something clicked, I just realised I actually had a praise kink, that's when everything came into focus, his kind messages since I first made contact, his cautious yet polite way of replying and finishing threads with a take care, or a look after yourself, he undoubtedly respected me from the start, but hearing these compliments in from his mouth made me feel instantly more cared for and wanted by any other Dom I had been with before. I needed to hear more, like a rush of sugar hitting when you down a can of coke, I was hooked on that initial sweet taste. "Now, you need to be properly dressed." He said, uncoiling the shibari ropes, he walked around the bed, inspecting me. "Yes, yes, I can work with this body!" He said, like a sculptor seeing the statue in the square of marble before even picking up a hammer. "I am going to make you feel as beautiful as you are." He said, stroking a hand over my firm backside, sweeping under at the ribs to rest on my right nipple before taking his hand away. He coiled the rope around both my thighs then got me to sit on my heels as he tied each wrist to each thigh loop with tight enough knots to pull on but not too tight to hinder circulation. I was facing the headboard to begin with, but as the last knot cinched tight, I was facing the desk and caught sight of what was in one of the suitcases. There were all manner of toys but I only recall two standing out from the usual fair, a bright pink lush, and a stainless steel curved horn with a rounded tapered end of just less than an inch thick and a fat end with a large ball of just more than two inches thick at the other end. Then he asked "Would my good girl like a blindfold?" "Definitely" was my response and everything went black as he slid it over my eyes, one step closer to my space. He began by asking "shall I make those gorgeous arse cheeks rosy?" "Please, Sir" then came the paddle each strike was accompanied by him telling me how beautiful the red marks were. How delicious it looked, and how turned on he was by seeing that I liked it. My response to each strike was a whimper. I'd been hit harder before, but everything about this man made me feel connected to him. He knew where to hit to get me to jerk and squirm. Just hard enough to love it. And then, for a moment, stillness. It could have been 20 seconds,it could have been weeks, but there was nothing but the warm stings on my rump cooling in the breeze from the air conditioner and his breathing. This man was an artist. "Now to taste my beautiful slut." He sat on the bed, behind my back I could feel his warm breath get closer to my welts, closer to my cunt, To my arsehole. Then he devoured me. His technique was such that he alternated between licking and sucking my clitoris and sticking his tongue in my vagina as deep as he could go. I wanted him deeper, so pushed myself onto his face, this was his green light and by God did he take that cue. He ate me like a man given prime rib eye steak who had consumed nothing as delicious in his life. He was possessed and soon enough my first orgasm took hold. "Now, we play!" Those words filled my mind like a mantra over and over as clear to me as when they left those lips now buried in vulva. My breath shortened, he could tell I was on the edge. "Let it go, sweetness, scream as loud as you can!" Came his command from behind me between those firm, powerful licks, I instantly obliged, cuming harder than I ever had from oral ever, screaming to the gods "Welll fuckkkk!" Louder than I ever had in bed. This man had almost possessed me, I could tell he loved hearing me scream, and just as the orgasm nearly slipped away, he moved up, kissing my taint, slipping two fingers into my pussy and shoving his juice covered tongue into my arse as he locked his fingers into position firmly grasping my g spot. The shock overwhelmed me, he lapped away at my rim like a dog licking an ice cube on a hot day, rubbing my clit with his thumb in circles as he pumped his fingers into me, my mind raced, never feeling anything remotely like this before, then right as the orgasm was fading into a memory, SLAP! He spanked my cheek again reminding me of the paddle work so long forgotten. I braced against the rope as the second orgasm came into form, but this was new. That was the first time I felt it. A different type of orgasm, more centred on everything happening in my holes than the cerebral flood of a purely clitoral orgasm. I thought I was wet before but the warm jet of what I mistook for piss drenched the bedsheets. I had finally squirted, my pussy ached with the attention it was getting so deep inside, my arse twinged tightly around his tongue and then another surprise. He laughed into me, pleased with the show he was perfectly conducting to my body. I squirted out another gust of juice, and another, squeezing with each tightening of me as this new and most welcome new way of coming slowly faded. He raised his head to speak. "You my darling, are a magnificent whore, Sir could not be prouder" I laughed, "blindfold" I muttered, barely able to think in words, never mind use them. He got off the bed and offered a bottle of juice to my lips with a straw tapping my nose as I found the sweet relief of refreshment. I breathed. I was complete. He looked me in the eyes as he took the bottle away. "Amazing, are you good?" He asked "Uh hur" I replied in the affirmative. Now, would my beauty appreciate being untethered? "Please" I grinned back at him. And I slowly came back to earth as the ropes were loosened. "Thank you" I said, "I have never came like that in my life." "You are most welcome, I've never given head as well either", he replied And I had to kiss him, I didn't care that his tongue had been in my arse minutes earlier, in fact it helped. I wanted to taste me on him, I needed to consume him as he had me. I had to prove how into him I was. I climbed off the bed, saturated by so much juice I could hardly believe it had come out of me, and proudly got on my knees before him. "If it pleases sir, his whore needs his cock in her throat, now!" I said. And opened my mouth with my tongue hanging out ready to receive. "How could I deny such a pretty mouth!" Was his response. And I took all of him. I had gagged on bigger, I had sucked smaller, but I had never tasted one so hard. It was like a rolling pin with soft delicious skin around it. He hit the back of my throat effortlessly, It was the perfect prick and I was Goldilocks gobbling it all up so proud and happy. My master had given me the best two orgasms of my life one after another and now he let me deepthroat his tremendous penis. I gladly let him pick up the pace and skull fuck me, but he knew when to taper it off instinctively, I could get there, maybe four thrusts into my face and then need a breath, then back to it. "Beautiful" " just perfect" , "you are my perfect whore" he kept repeating those phrases and various others as I sucked him and he continued to fuck my cheeks for what could happily have been forever. Then he tapped my shoulder, signalling he was close, my one request earlier was that he Finish on my face first, as I always felt empowered in that position. Looking into his eyes as he came on my nose, my hair, my chin and even on my ear is one that I will never forget. "Thank you, oh god thank you!" He said as I wiped the white sticky delicious present into my mouth and swallowed hungrily, the last of his load arriving on my tits. We didn't care about the bedsheets, the cum all over me and the rest of our filthy sweat and juices covering our faces, and cuddled together on the bed for a solid hour, each recounting how it felt for each other as each move was blissfully remembered. Then I said it. I knew it wasn't a feeling that was not going to leave me. I wanted to be his. "So, the thing is now, because I will never be fucked like this by any one else, you do realise that you own me!" And that was the moment, he cried one single solitary tear. I licked it off as it rolled down his cheek. He realised how good he was at sex at that moment, and nodded enthusiastically. "Gladly!" He said We showered and changed the sheets with the ones he had cleverly requested ahead of time. And then he slowly fucked me so hard and intensely, just cock in pussy, with nipple clamps and straps, that I stopped counting my orgasms after the fifth, there was flogging and pinwheels in between thrusts and I zoned out lost in my space, cared for and made whole by this humble man. And that is how I really, truly discovered what I need. He likes to call it twisted tantra, I call it perfection, and as for the steel horn and lush, lets just say that wasn't the last time I squirted for him and he doesn't refer to me as his cum hungry butt slut for nothing!

[S/B] We finally had sex!

I guess the title kinda says it all lol. Yesterday was Valentines Day and me and my brother did it like we said we would. I still cant really believe it because it doesnt feel real yet but we definitely did lol. Also something else weird happened yesterday too so ill share that too. Were both over 18 btw. So we got up yesterday and went to school like normal. Im not gonna lie it was really hard to pay attention in school lol. I was really just waiting for time to go by and omg it felt so slow. But ok now the weird thing lol. So we have this Valentine Dance thing this weekend that was supposed to be yesterday but it got moved and a boy in my class asked me to go with him to it yesterday lol. I said no and i tried not to be mean about it but yeah it was still a little awkward lol. But ok after that and after school me and my brother went home and our mom was already gone. He looked around the house to make sure we were alone. When he was sure he kissed me and said he was waiting all day and i said i was too. He said he had something to give me so he went into his room and he brought back a box or chocolate and a thing of flowers. The flowers were kinda dead and he said he got them a while ago and apparently he just hid them in his closet and didnt take care of them lol. I laughed a little about that but i thought it was cute. I told him that i ordered him a soccer ball for Valentines day but it wont be in for a few days and he said thanks for it. Im not gonna lie it was a little awkward for a bit after that. I didnt know what i was supposed to do with the flowers or the chocolate or how we were gonna start and he didnt either lol. After a bit he just asked if I wanted to do it now or wait and I said we could do it now so we went to my bedroom and I just put everything down in the kitchen. We locked the door to be extra safe and started kissing. We started to get naked but then he ran to his room to get shorts because he said it would be quicker to put on if mom came back. When he came back he locked the door again and we got naked fully. We spent a really long time when he just used his fingers and mouth because he wanted to make sure everything was you know ready down there lol. He didnt touch himself and he didnt want me touching him because he said he was waiting. Eventually i told him i was ready so i got to the edge of the bed and he stood next to it and he put his you know against me. We went really slow and yeah it did hurt a little. I told him to stop whenever it hurt and he did but it didnt last long which was good. I dont wanna describe everything too much but we went slow the whole time. It wasnt super long though. He got all the way kinda fast. I did feel it when he did and he squirmed a lot when he did lol. We cuddled for a bit after and then we took a shower together. We waited after we got cleaned up and talked about it until he was ready again and we did it again. It was a lot longer that time and it didnt hurt as much. That time was a lot better if im being totally honest lol. But thats good because it means we got better. Im not gonna go into everything about it but yeah we did it again and he got all the way again and i took another quick shower just to clean up while he ordered a pizza. We watched a movie while waited and ate the pizza and we cuddled and talked and it was just perfect. We talked about how much we love each other, school, soccer, and basically everything lol. Im back now a little later today because my brother had a soccer game and then we ate after it. But yeah thats what we did yesterday lol. Thank you everyone who has been nice and helped me talk and figure stuff out about this!

[M/S]How it started with my Mum(part 3)

This is the third part of my story. If haven’t read other two parts please make sure you read them before proceeding further. Next day when i woke up. My mom was laying naked on the bed beside me. I couldn’t resist myself. So I went down on her and started licking are yummy hairy pussy. After few minutes I could hear her moaning in her sleep. Her pussy was wet. I kept licking. I could clearly saw her expressions she was extremely turned on. Then I went down further to lick her ass. I placed my tongue on her asshole and started worshiping her big yummy ass while my fingers were busy in serving her pussy. She woke up and started rubbing her hands on my hairs. I could see the lust in her eyes. She pulled me towards her and started kissing me. My hands were on her boobs and my dick was rubbing on her pussy. I was sucking her tongue. That was the best kiss of my life. Then she asked me to make her cum with my tongue. I went down on her again and started licking her. I still remember the taste of her juice. After few minutes she was moaning so loud,her body was getting stiff and she screamed so hard and squirted her cum on my face. I licked it all. Damn it was so hot. She was breathing so heavy. Then she looked at me and said “you are the best son in the world”. I smiled and said “its nothing in comparison of what you have done for me”. Then I petted her ass and told her to get cleaned up and I will cook breakfast for her. She smiled and went for cleaning. On breakfast table i asked her “Would you like to go for a movie tonight?” She smiled and said “Are you asking me out?” I blushed. She rubbed her hand on my thighs and said “of course we will go for a movie. A date with my son. I am very excited”. I was very happy. She asked me what should she wear. I told her to she can wear anything because in my eyes she is the sexiest woman in the world. She blushed. At night i was sitting on the couch and waiting for her to get ready. When she came out of her room. I was stunned. She was wearing a black bodysuit and printed pants. She was looking damn hot. I never imagined her wearing something like that. I could see her huge melons struggling to stay inside the tight bodysuit. She said will you stop looking at me like this and we are getting late, let’s go. Her words brought me back to my senses. I smiled and said sure let’s go. We went to theatre. I opened the door for her like a real man. She was looking really happy. We were holding hands like a real couple. Theatre was full of people and we set on corner seats so we can have our fun. Nothing happened till intervel. We were just holding hands. After that I suddenly felt that she started rubbing her hand on my thighs. I looked at her and I could see in her eyes that she is craving for my dick. She leaned towards me and we kissed. While we kissed she took my hand and placed on her boobs and her hand was already on my dick. When i tried to place my hand on her thighs. She stopped me,she said i owe you one. You made me cum in the morning,now its my turn. Just relax and enjoy the movie love. She unzipped and took out my dick and started stroking it. I was so surprised by such a bold move by her. Then she went down on her knees and took it in her mouth. Ohh god I couldn’t believe on what was going on at that moment. My mom was giving me a blowjob in theatre. I was scared,thrilled and horny at the same time.i looked at her while she was sucking me. I was looking at a horny woman who was craving for a hard dick for a very long time.She kept sucking until i cum in her mouth and she swallowed it. After I finish. She seat on her chair. We both were breathing heavy. I knew few people have already seen us. I told her that its better that we should leave. She giggled and said”are you scared baby?” I gave her a concerned look and she said ok let’s go. When we were in car. She told me that she want me to fuck her tonight. This was the day i was dreaming of for a very long time. We reached home and then…. To be continued……..

When I was 19[F] I got paid 10k to get fucked and cumed all over.

When I was 19 years old I was approached by an older(50s) gentleman at the courthouse. I frequented the courthouse because my mother was an attorney and I worked at her law firm as a file clerk at the time while I attended college. He told me he seen me around and had a business proposition for me and invited me out to lunch, I agreed. About a week later we had lunch to discuss the proposal. Before we discussed anything I signed a non disclosure agreement. He asked me if I was willing to be recorded, gangbanged, and covered in cum by him and 4 of his colleagues. I was honestly taken back... I'm just an average girl, there really isn't anything special about me. I didn't know if I should be offended or flattered but I knew it made me really excited and wet so I agreed to it. About a week went by and a car came and picked me up, I signed more disclosures and was paid in cash. It was the most fun I have ever had at that point in my life. I was fucked for hours had so many orgasums and cum all over me it was amazing. It still turns me on. I have always wanted to do another gangbang but I cant risk it. I still masturbate to knowing these men have a video of me they probably cum to regularly.... Not only was I being oogled and fucked by these men I had to signed disclosures which made it feel so dangerous and exciting. I found out later as I continued to work for my mother these men were judges from various counties. I eventually became an attorney myself and ended up having my cases seen by a couple of them later in life. I have to say I was soaking in my panties the days I had to present these cases infront of them. So much so I fucked my husband in his car at work and came on his dick so hard he needed a change of pants.

The Prefect, Parts 16-20 [F20/F18] [D/s] [Role Reversal] [ENF/Exhibitionism]

**Part Sixteen** “My turn, little Elise!” Kaitlyn smiled. The awful ‘leader’ of the three girls had already turned Anna’s simple and innocent task into something so much worse. A more exaggerated confession of Elise’s nonexistent feelings for the cute brunette. But something told the exposed prefect that a task designed entirely by Kaitlyn would be much worse than one altered by her. Elise just waited patiently and silently, not knowing what else to say. Despite how long she stood topless, the urge to cover up was constantly there. It took all her effort not to wrap her arms around her exposed breasts and avoid the ogling of the three amused girls that got to sit comfortably fully clothed around her. “By the way, my little prefect…” Kaitlyn said, “If you try to hide that cute little chest of yours, the punishment will be taking off your skirt. Understand?” “But-” Elise stopped herself just in time. No arguing. No complaining. But it was like the wicked girl could read her mind. Then again, who wouldn’t be tempted to cover up if they were topless in such a way? She chose not to fight it. “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn,” Elise muttered. “Good girl. Now then, for your fifth task…” Kaitlyn trailed off. The redhead walked over to her closet and pulled out a small bag, followed by one of Elise’s binders. The prefect couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit of relief at the mere sight of it. Until she learned what was next. “It’s time for surprise room inspections. For all the rooms connected to our common room.” Elise’s jaw actually dropped. No. No way. No way in hell. She would lose every ounce of authority if the seven other first-years in the pod of rooms saw her dressed the way she was. Listening to Kaitlyn’s every word. It’s not even that it was that many people, but she knew they would talk. By the end of dinner, the whole grade would have heard about her nudity and the reason behind it. “You know what to say,” Kaitlyn said. Her face was back to its serious expression, as if this was incredibly important. None of the smirking and smiling that normally came with her demands. The redhead strutted right up to her, holding out the binder, “Be a good girl, and you can keep the binder afterwards.” She held the binder out, and Elise couldn’t help but reach for it. It’s exactly why she was putting up with all this. For this binder and the other one. And all her other belongings, of course. “Ah, ah, ah,” Kaitlyn pulled the binder away right as Elise’s fingers grazed it. “If you’re going to be difficult, we’ll just shove you out of the room and lock the door behind you. No backpack. No binder." She paused to let those words sink in, "Now then, what do you say?” And Elise said it. The words were almost effortless now that Kaitlyn had gotten her to say them so many times. “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn.” The wicked first-year had her trapped anyway. There's no way she could fight off three girls at once. If the three of them were going to shove her out for being ‘difficult,’ she might as well take ‘control’ of the situation. Once again, Kaitlyn stood there silently, looking impatient. Elise took the cue, not realizing how easily the words were tumbling out of her mouth. “I’ll do room inspections right now.” “Good girl,” Kaitlyn finally cracked a subtle smile. She handed Elise the binder, then walked back over to her desk. The feeling of the binder in her hands gave the prefect a sense of relief, despite the fact that every inch of her skin above and below the short skirt was on display. But she also realized Kaitlyn gave her the less important binder. This one was just day to day stuff like room inspections. The other one held the more important information. Elise was so distracted by the faint sense of relief that she hadn’t noticed Kaitlyn looting through the bag she had retrieved along with the binder. “But before we get started, you’ve got a choice to make.” “What choice?” Elise nervously asked. Realizing her mistake, she quickly added on, “…Miss Kaitlyn?” “Choose one.” Kaitlyn simply said. She held up two items, one in each hand. The first one was obvious, though Elise was appalled by the demeaning nature of it. A slim black collar. Kaitlyn clearly had no qualms when it came to humiliating her. “What…what is that…?” she asked, pointing to the other hand. A collection of shiny chains in Kaitlyn’s hand looked unfamiliar and a little bit daunting, but Elise still wanted to know before making a choice. The thought to deny both hadn’t even crossed her mind. “Oh, these?” Kaitlyn smiled. She held up the ends so Elise could see, “These are nipple clamps. You attach them to those cute pink nipples, and then…” she snapped the chains taut with her hands, “I can pull you around.” “Kaitlyn, please…” “MISS Kaitlyn. And are you complaining, my little prefect?” Elise hesitated. The binder was in her hand. She was so close. “No, Miss Kaitlyn. I’m not complaining…” Elise said. She didn’t even realize how far Kaitlyn had conditioned her in terms of both words and obedience. “Then choose,” Kaitlyn said. She turned to the other girls, showcasing the two items as well, “My older sister’s. She’s horrible at hiding things, so I helped myself last time I was home!” “The…the collar…” Elise managed to get out. Of the two, it was obviously the safest choice. “Properly, Elise.” “The collar, Miss Kaitlyn…” she corrected herself. But it wasn’t enough. Kaitlyn had the prefect try again and again, closing the distance between them as she did so. “I’m your good girl, Miss Kaitlyn. Will you please collar me?” “There. Was that so hard?” Kaitlyn smirked. She stood right in front of Elise, content to take her time with the collar. Kaitlyn shifted Elise’s long blonde hair out of the way, made sure to graze her skin a few times as she positioned the collar, and even stepped a little closer just to make Elise nervous. Elise gasped as Kaitlyn tightened the collar. Not too tightly, but definitely enough so she could feel the leather touching her fair skin on almost every part of her neck. “Now you’re not just my little prefect, and my good girl,” Kaitlyn smirked, her hazel eyes gleaming as she stared the reluctantly obedient prefect down. The redhead gripped the collar and gave a sharp tug, pulling Elise forward. She pressed her lips against the prefect’s ear, whispering in an exaggerated seductive tone. “Elise. You’re my pet.” **Part Seventeen** Kaitlyn’s pet? What did that even mean? The binder in Elise’s hand gave her some sense of relief amidst her current state of undress, but the addition of the collar made her nervous and uncertain and confused. She had already ‘accepted’ doing room inspections while topless. That was already completely against her proper nature. But, as Kaitlyn had already figured out, the blonde definitely had a submissive side. “Time for room inspections!” Kaitlyn stepped back and clapped her hands together. Before Elise had a chance to collect her thoughts, the redhead switched to a more eager personality, “Be a good girl and hop to it, Elise. If you’re not out there in ten seconds, you can do the inspections without Anna’s cute skirt on.” Elise’s eyes widened. “Wait, Kaitlyn-” She started to say. Suddenly it wasn’t about whether or not she would do the room inspections, but how undressed she would be while doing them. As usual, Kaitlyn set things up so it seemed like she only had two bad options. “MISS Kaitlyn.” The redhead’s eyes narrowed, “Don’t mess it up again.” “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn.” Elise mumbled, taken aback by the harsh tone. “Seven seconds. Six. Five.” The blonde prefect scrambled to collect herself from everything that had happened in the last minute and quickly made it towards the door. As Kaitlyn reached “two,” Elise took a shaky breath and opened the door. The common room before her made Elise regret her compliance completely. The thought of more first-years seeing her so exposed was nothing in the comparison to the reality of it. Now that it was closer to dinner, most of the girls had returned to their rooms at this point. There were five in the common room. Five. Five girls who were chatting, or doing homework, or studying with each other. At first, they glanced up like anyone would when a door opens nearby, but all five sets of eyes immediately noticed the unusual scene before them. The average girl would wear a towel from their room to the bathroom, or maybe their outfit if they were more self conscious. But this girl was standing with her pale breasts blatantly on display. “Oh my God!” One of the girls finally broke the silence. Because this wasn’t just any topless girl. This was their prefect. Elise instantly clamped her arms over her chest and tried to turn around. She couldn’t help herself. “What are you doing?!” “Where are your clothes?” “What’s going on?” The words cascaded over Elise so much that she couldn’t logically answer even one of them. Looking back, she couldn’t even remember how many steps it took for Kaitlyn and the others to undress her. Each task seemed so doable at the time, but the reality of her situation was only now sinking in. Because though the common room was secluded, it was still way more public than the privacy of Kaitlyn’s room. Unfortunately, the wicked redhead was ready for her. The moment Elise turned around, Kaitlyn was already standing behind her. “Elise! What did I say about covering?” Before Elise could even respond, Kaitlyn gave her a firm push and walked into the prefect in a way that made her take a few steps backwards. Caroline and Anna left the room right after their ‘leader’ did and closed the door behind them. “Kaitlyn, stop! Give me back my clothes!” Whatever trance Kaitlyn had put Elise under had all but vanished when the reality of her situation sunk in. She was almost naked! And she had…kissed a girl? Stripped herself? Said all those mortifying thing! Everything that had blurred together amidst her ‘tasks’ now came rushing back with far more clarity. None of this was worth it. Elise would have been better off going straight to one of the faculty members when Kaitlyn stole her backpack, but her confident prefect side thought she could handle the disrespectful girls herself. Obviously she was wrong. “Miss Kaitlyn.” The redhead went for the same correction. “Elise, you’re being a bad girl. Apologize. Now.” “No!” Elise exclaimed. She remembered now. Ever since stepping into Kaitlyn’s room, the redhead had refused to call her by the name that the academy’s policy enforced. And then she went so far as to take the title for herself. But Kaitlyn wasn’t a prefect. Elise was. And now that she was in front of so many first-years she was supposed to have authority over, she needed to take charge like she was supposed to. “Kaitlyn, enough. Let me back in. Give me my clothes. And-” But that’s as far as she got. And then Kaitlyn slapped her across the face. **Part Eighteen** Elise was stunned. No one had ever slapped her before. Ever. And Kaitlyn hadn’t held back at all. Though Elise couldn’t see it herself, her pale cheek had a solid pink mark left from Kaitlyn’s harsh strike. The curious and amused chatter around the room went completely silent. All the onlookers were just as stunned as Elise. A few of them had witnessed Kaitlyn’s antics before, but most had only heard stories. Until now. “Elise!!” Kaitlyn had seemed a little bit annoyed before, but now she looked absolutely furious. Before the stunned prefect could properly recover, Kaitlyn slapped her just as hard a second time on the same cheek. “You said you would behave!” Did she? Elise couldn’t even remember all the things she agreed to. Not while being slapped in front of a room of first-years. Not while wearing a skirt and nothing else. But the only way to block Kaitlyn would be to expose her chest. “Kaitlyn-” “MISS Kaitlyn!” Kaitlyn swiftly reached forward and gave a sharp pinch to Elise’s exposed stomach, causing the unsuspecting girl to squirm. Elise had braced herself for another slap, but hadn’t expected Kaitlyn’s fingers and nails to dig into her lower skin for a second. With her arms firmly clamped over her chest, Elise had no way to defend herself from the slaps or the pinches. “…Miss Kaitlyn…” Elise muttered, her cheeks darkening not just from the two slaps. What was she doing?? All of her proper instincts were screaming at her to take charge and punish the disrespectful girl. Or maybe to run. But how? The ‘logical’ side of her brain pushed back. How on earth could she take charge right now? Where could she run? Being topless in this common room was better than running topless through the academy halls. Did ‘freaking out’ like this cost her everything she had been working for? Elise was frozen, unable to look away from Kaitlyn’s harsh stare. Her cheek stung, and her face began to heat up from blushing as she noticed all the common room girls staring at her. “I’m sorry…” Elise said. She was apologizing. Without a prompt. To the girl who just slapped her across the face. “I’m sorry, Miss Kaitlyn,” the stern redhead corrected her. Elise echoed the words, feeling her face burn even more as she did so. She was now keenly aware of the ‘audience,’ but tried to tell herself it would be fine. Surprisingly, her prefect nature kicked in a little bit. Maybe if she could be brave and show the onlookers that none of this bothered her, then it would be better. Not even she believed the lie as she tried telling it to herself. This was way too much to handle for a somewhat reserved girl. Yet here she was. “And what are you, Elise?” “I’m your good girl, Miss Kaitlyn…” “What else are you?” “I’m…” Elise’s voice caught in her throat. Inappropriate. Improper. Wrong. But she said it anyway. “I’m your pet, Miss Kaitlyn.” Embarrassing. Demeaning. A few little gasps and whispers filled the room, but Kaitlyn was quick to take a step closer to the more and more submissive prefect. “Don’t listen to them. Listen to me, Elise.” Kaitlyn said. She slipped two fingers under the leather collar, pulling the blonde a little bit closer. “Are you going to be a good girl? Are you going to be my obedient pet? Or are you going to keep freaking out like a boring, stuck up girl…?” “I’m going to be a good girl…” Elise quietly replied. When Kaitlyn repeated her other question, Elise reluctantly added the second part. “I’m going to be your obedient pet, Miss Kaitlyn.” “Good girl, Elise.” Kaitlyn said. She kept her grip on the collar, moving to whisper in the flustered prefect’s ear again. “Now show everyone your boobs.” Elise blushed all over again at the blunt command, and stiffened a bit when Kaitlyn gave her ear a light nibble. But then the redhead let go of the collar and stepped away as if nothing had happened, moving to the side so everyone in the room had a good view of the topless blonde prefect. Elise’s hands were still wrapped around her chest, though her bare shoulders and midriff were constant reminders to the other girls that they already got a glimpse of Elise’s bare breasts before she covered herself up. A reminder that she didn’t have a bra on. “Just a few quick ground rules, girls,” Kaitlyn spoke up before Elise could bring herself to expose her chest again. “If you didn’t hear, Elise is my obedient pet. She’ll do anything I say. Won’t you, Elise? Answer properly.” “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn,” Elise glanced away, “I’ll do anything you say.” Until I get my things back, she thought to herself. Though something told her Kaitlyn would delay that as long as she could. And degrade Elise as much as possible in the process. “Good girl,” Kaitlyn smirked. “But for the rest of you…Elise is MY pet. That means no pictures. No videos. No touching her unless I give you permission. Follow the rules, and she’ll show you her boobs. Understand?” As the room nodded and voiced their agreement, Elise couldn’t help but feel a little bit self conscious about her body. Even though she was more developed than almost every girl watching the scene with amused anticipation, she still couldn’t help but get embarrassed by the whole thing. Not to mention how casually Kaitlyn said 'she'll show you her boobs.' It wasn’t about size. It was about her being topless and everyone else being clothed. Kaitlyn compared it to girls changing in a locker room earlier, but this was different in every way. If she lowered her arms, she was basically giving every girl in the room permission to stare at her bare breasts. “Drop your arms, pet.” Kaitlyn commanded. No pictures. No videos. Just a room full of girls that were supposed to respect her under normal circumstances. Elise tried to focus on the first two. It was as much of a silver lining as she was going to get. “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn.” Elise said. Blushing furiously, the submissive blonde slowly lowered her arms. **Part Nineteen** How had it come to this? Elise stood near Kaitlyn’s door with her hands fully by her sides. Bare breasts on display. Pale, perky 34Cs. Small pink nipples. Every inch of smooth, soft skin above her waist was visible to the whole room. Anna’s skirt didn’t leave much of Elise’s legs to the imagination either. Her curves were nice, and her body was in shape, but that didn’t make a difference at the moment. All the blonde prefect could think about was how badly she wanted to bring her arms back up, or just turn away like she would in the locker room. Or just how badly she wanted clothes in general. Her cheeks were still flushed from the constant demeaning and embarrassment, especially once the girls in the common room started giggling and chattering with each other, glancing back and forth between each other and the ‘show’ that Kaitlyn was putting on. Just by how much each one stared or glanced away every now and then, it was pretty clear which ones were a little embarrassed for her and which ones were more amused at their ‘stuck-up’ prefect in such a state of undress and reluctant obedience. “Now, my pet. You’ve been a bad girl, haven’t you?” Kaitlyn asked. “Umm…” Elise trailed off. That’s right. She was wearing a collar. For a moment, she had forgotten, but now she was fully aware of the leather accessory that made her feel even more degraded than the slaps or the rude words. “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn.” What else could she say? Elise’s hands twitched by her sides. Part of her still wanted to cover up and make a run for it, but she couldn’t bear the thought of being seen sprinting across the academy to the completely opposite wing. Her own room never felt so far away. “I’ve been a bad girl.” The details of everything that had happened since she arrived in Kaitlyn’s rooms were now a huge blur, but she couldn’t deny the obvious fact. If she wanted this to end, she had to keep doing what Kaitlyn wanted. “Do you need to be punished, Elise?” “Umm…” “Stop saying ‘umm,’ Elise. It’s not proper. Good pets don’t hesitate. Now apologize. Properly.” Kaitlyn glared. She stepped forward so Elise could see her while her body was still bared to the rest of the room. Stern expression. Hand on hip. Kaitlyn took that same harsh tone from before. The combination of everything made the dominant redhead seem so much older and mature than eighteen. “I’m sorry, Miss Kaitlyn,” Elise said. She hadn’t even started the fifth task yet! How long was Kaitlyn going to drag this out? “Have you been a bad girl, pet?” “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn. I’ve been a bad girl.” “And you need to be punished?” “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn. I need to be punished,” Elise mumbled. The surrounding girls were watching in awe as the normally composed prefect was still standing with her upper half totally exposed and saying such things with no argument. “Because…?” “Because I’ve been a bad girl…” “The whole thing, pet.” “I-” Elise kept internally wincing at the demeaning nickname, but knew that wasn’t a battle she could even begin to fight right now. Keeping her arms by her sides and the urge to argue at bay was enough of an effort. She needed to move this along. “I need to be punished because I’ve been a bad girl, Miss Kaitlyn.” Music to Kaitlyn’s ears. The prefect really was submitting! Part of her expected more fight from the blonde once she was in front of so many other girls. “Do you remember what I said would happen if you covered yourself, Elise?” No! No, not that. Now that Kaitlyn said it, Elise immediately remembered the threat of losing her skirt. Her current state of undress was making it difficult to keep track of things. The threat was actually meant to get her out the door, but Kaitlyn assumed correctly in that Elise would mix things up while flustered. “Kaitlyn, please-” **SLAP.** “Miss Kaitlyn,” the redhead struck her un-slapped cheek. Elise could feel her eyes water from the sharp strike. The slap connected perfectly and made a satisfying sound for Kaitlyn and all those observing. For Elise, it seemed to heighten the pain and obedient shock that came with it. “Miss Kaitlyn!” Elise immediately corrected herself. She didn’t even think about doing anything else but obeying as Kaitlyn glared down at her. That one inch height gap felt taller every minute. Elise really didn’t want to be slapped again. At Kaitlyn’s insistence, Elise was apologizing to the cruel girl, rather than trying to chastise her. “I’m sorry, Miss Kaitlyn. It won’t happen again.” It was way too late to do anything else but submit. “It better not, Elise.” Kaitlyn snapped. “You’re my pet. In fact, you’re no longer my little prefect while you’re dressed like this and being such a bad girl. Tell me you’re not a prefect, Elise.” “I’m…I’m not a prefect, Miss Kaitlyn.” Elise repeated. For some reasons, the words almost made sense, despite the illogical nature of them. “And what are you, Elise?” “I’m your pet, Miss Kaitlyn.” “Good girl. For once,” Kaitlyn rolled her eyes. “Now then, tell me what I said would happen if you covered your boobs like a bad girl.” “. . . I would lose my skirt, Miss Kaitlyn . . . ” Elise flushed at the very idea. Even if it was all girls, that was still her most private area. She had accepted as best she could that her breasts were on display for anyone who wanted to look and would continue to be so for the foreseeable future, but her lower region was SO much more personal. “That’s right, pet. Care to drop your skirt for us, or would you like a different punishment instead?” Deep down, Elise knew. She knew that whatever Kaitlyn had in mind would somehow be worse than full nudity. But she couldn’t help herself. She needed to keep the last shred of clothing she had on. With no underwear currently on, losing Anna’s skirt would leave her with nothing. “I’d like a different punishment, Miss Kaitlyn. Please.” “Very well, pet,” Kaitlyn smirked, “But if that’s the case, you’ll have to earn it.” **PART TWENTY** Warm. That was Elise’s first thought. Just like when Kaitlyn held her wrists, or her neck, or any other of the little touches from before. Kaitlyn’s hands were noticeably warm on her skin, and Elise felt her cheeks heat up as those warm hands rested on her bare chest. Elise basically had a constant blush since walking out into the common room. The degree of darkness was the only thing that varied. “You’re so soft, little Elise,” Kaitlyn smiled. She resisted the urge to look down at Elise’s 34Bs for now. There would be plenty of time for that in a moment. Instead, she trained her hazel eyes on Elise’s, thinking through how she would best fluster the girl with her hands, “Should I squeeze too?” “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn . . .” Elise mumbled. She had assumed from the start that squeezing would be part of it, but of course Kaitlyn was going to make her specify between touching and squeezing first. After a long silence while Kaitlyn merely rested her hands on Elise’s chest, Elise answered ‘properly’ like she had been slowly conditioned to do whenever Kaitlyn asked something. “Please squeeze my boobs, Miss Kaitlyn.” “Look at me, Elise. And tell me what you are.” “I’m-” As the blonde prefect before her began speaking, Kaitlyn gave a long, slow squeeze to both of Elise’s breasts. Kaitlyn guessed that something like this would forever burn in the slightly older blonde’s memory, so she decided to make the most of it. Not only would it be a girl groping at her chest, but now Elise would be looking at Kaitlyn’s smirking expression and confessing what she was, all during the very first time she was touched like this. -your pet . . .” Elise partially gasped the last word as Kaitlyn’s hands slowly grasped her bare breasts. Ever the proper girl, Elise had never really touched herself like that before. She had adjusted her boobs when putting on a bra or swimsuit, and had, of course, washed her chest daily in the shower, but Elise always thought ‘exploring’ her body to be somewhat improper. Ever since developing, she never found the courage to squeeze at her own chest, and now another girl was giving her that experience instead. “That’s right, Elise. You’re not a prefect. You’re a pet. MY pet.” Kaitlyn kept her eyes trained on Elise’s nervous emeralds. After the first squeeze, she gave a few deep massages with her fingertips, then gave another firm squeeze. “Now be a good girl, Elise. Hold still and be quiet.” And then Kaitlyn explored. FULLY explored. Kaitlyn had only messed around with one other girl up until this point, and that was fully clothed and rather tame compared to this. With Elise essentially her obedient doll, Kaitlyn took the opportunity to grasp and grope and squeeze in every possible way. Hard squeeze, soft squeezes; some slow, some fast and sharp. Between squeezes, she massaged the tops of Elise’s B cups with her fingertips and gave some pressure with her thumbs at times as well. Kaitlyn let her eyes roam down to the girl’s soft, pale skin, getting a perfect view of how the blonde’s breasts shifted in her hands. It quickly became apparent that the exposed prefect was insanely sensitive when it came to her breasts. Maybe it was her general inexperience, or maybe it was just her body. Every time Kaitlyn gave too hard a squeeze or playfully pinched at Elise’s nipples, the girl stiffened and sharply inhaled through her nose, all while subtly wincing in an amusing way. To Kaitlyn, at least, and maybe some of her audience members. But when Kaitlyn gave the more slow and deliberate squeezes, or ran her thumbs over Elise’s little pink nipples, the sensitive girl would twitch and softly gasp. No matter how hard Elise tried to hide it, it was perfectly clear which sensations turned the girl on, even if she would never admit it. “So, my pet . . . " Kaitlyn gave a few of the more effective squeezes, carefully watching and listening to Elise’s reactions. Rather than alternate between motions, Kaitlyn tried to catch Elise off guard from a previous reaction, wondering if she could elicit a moan between breaths. “If you like this, and you like this…” Kaitlyn assertively ran her thumbs over Elise’s nipples, causing the obedient girl to shiver, “Then you’ll *really* like this.” In one smooth motion, Kaitlyn squeezed Elise’s breasts in what she guessed would be the absolutely perfect way, ending the motion with another teasing rub over her pink nubs. Elise couldn’t help herself. As awkward and humiliating as the situation was, her body was completely betraying her. She had managed to avoid any yelping or squirming from the more harsh motions, and had certainly suppressed the things she felt from the noticeably good spots, but Kaitlyn's last action combined too many pleasurable feelings at once. Elise had kept her mouth clamped shut ever since the first audible gasp she made, but that didn’t stop the faint moan from escaping through her throat in response to what Kaitlyn's hands did. “ELISE!!!” Kaitlyn slapped her left breast. Hard. Whatever momentarily pleasure the first-year had brought her vanished immediately, and was replaced by an awful stinging sensation. It was almost more offensive and painful than the slap across her face. But before Elise had a chance to recover from being groped for a full minute or two, or from the disrespectful strike on one of her most private places, Kaitlyn said something that made Elise wish that the redhead had kept on slapping her boobs instead. “Jesus, Elise! I knew you were a lesbian, but I didn’t realize girls excited you THAT easily…” ------------------ **Check out my website:** www.ladyluciastories.com **And my Patreon:** www.patreon.com/user?u=73056590

Cuckquean Quickie #3 [cuckquean, fmf, 30s]

I watch in the mirror, her hand on his cock, slow, lengthy strokes along his shaft, as she leans in to kiss him. They look like the perfect couple, him in his best suit, her in a dress that makes every man’s head turn. I can’t help but be jealous of what they have. As he leans in, she hooks her leg over his, her dress riding up her thigh, showing it all to me, as his hand, large and powerful, moves up, before sliding behind and grabbing her ass. I can feel it as much as if it were my ass he was grabbing, my pussy his fingers were sliding down to find. The car behind honks and I am broken out of my reverie. The lights are green and I pull away, no longer blocking traffic, as the couple in the back seat continue exploring one another’s bodies, the call of the new too tempting to wait until they get home. She moans as his fingers find what they were looking for, the wetness between her legs that is so inviting I can practically smell it. She cries out as his fingers slide inside her for the first time, and she gently bites on his lip, pulling with her teeth in a playful indication of the animalistic passion she’s feeling, a signal of the wild things to come. I try to keep my eyes on the road, but it’s difficult with this going on in the back seat. Still, I’m the designated driver, so I try my best. “Wait, wait”, she says to him, and I can’t help but steal another glance, as she pulls his hands from behind her, his fingers glistening with her wetness. She holds them up in front of her and then looks into the mirror, meeting my gaze. I should look away, but I can’t. I should focus on the road, but she wants me to see this, needs me to see. She slowly takes his two thick, shiny fingers in her mouth and slides her lips down them, sucking off her wetness, tasting herself as she goes. He moans as if she’d just taken his cock in her mouth, and I realise her hand is moving much faster. She pulls his fingers out of her mouth and, with a little smile to me, returns all her attention to him, sliding into the footwell and repeating the move on his dick. He leans back, head tilted to the roof, arms stretched across the backs of the seats as her head bobs up and down in his lap. We’re nearly home, but I decide to take the scenic route. No one wants this to end too soon. I turn right instead of left and, aside from a few grunts of pleasure, no one says anything. We hit another set of traffic lights and a car pulls up next to us. The driver glances over, as is not unusual, but something in the back catches his attention. He sees his arms stretched across the back seat, though he almost certainly can’t see her, she is hidden in the footwell, like a dirty little secret only we can share. But then, almost as if on cue, she raises herself up and retakes her seat. I try not to stare at the driver as his eyes nearly pop out of his skull. Not that I blame him, she is drop-dead gorgeous; beauty personified and there is no doubt what she was doing down there. Especially, when she looks at him and licks his lips, laughing as we drive off, the traffic behind him beeping in the distance as he sits there stunned. She kisses him again, long and slow, sharing the taste of one another in both their mouths. She moves back and hitches up her dress to her hips, exposing her pussy, neat and smooth, a thin landing strip of hair, immaculately shaped, on display. The sort of pussy they would use on marketing billboards if they could, two fingers holding her lips open to expose her bright pink entrance and underneath the words, “Drink Coke”. She raises herself up and over his lap as she reaches down and guides in his cock inside her. She moans as she begins to ride him, slowly, going a little deeper each time, until he is fully inside her. She rocks back and forth on his cock, moaning softly as she takes his full length, as his hand runs along her bare shoulder, strap hanging down her arm and slides under the material, finding her breasts, caressing the soft flesh as his hard cock continues to penetrate her. He lifts his hand and suddenly I see her breast, free from the dress, exposed to the world. He plays with it for a little longer before his hand snakes down her body, fingers running over her pubis and finding her clitoris. His fingers circle as she rides him faster, his other hand reaching into her hair, pulling her head back and kissing her long, thin neck, the one that had taken every inch of his cock only minutes before. She looks so elegant, even like this, her tight pussy being stretched by his thick cock, her body in a state of half-undress. I wish I looked like that. But I don’t and never will, but that’s ok. It’s only fair then that he, so much more attractive than I, can be with a woman who is on his level. It’s only fair, only right, and what’s more, I can’t get enough. My panties have been wet all night, but as we get closer to home, it’s become nearly unbearable with how damp they are. I say “my panties”, but they’re actually hers. An expensive lacy pair that she had worn to our house when she arrived for their date. There, in the middle of our living room, she reached under her dress and slid them down her perfectly smooth legs, holding them out for me at the tip of one of her high heels. She didn’t need to order me to put them on, I knew that was what she wanted. She wanted to feel how soft they were, how wet they were, to feel her wetness against my pussy, a constant reminder that she wasn’t wearing them, that she was free for him to take her at any time he wanted. And now here she is, giving herself to him as I drive them home, the car rocking gently as they fuck wildly, losing all control, not caring who sees. At some point, her second breast was freed, both bouncing as she rides him, as he fucks her, as I watch. We’re getting close, but so are they. Her moans turn to grunts as his fingers and cock work their magic on her pussy, making her cum. She gives herself over to the feeling completely, moaning, swearing, begging for more, even as he is deep inside her, putting on an outward show of the pleasure inside. Her orgasm continues, ten seconds, twenty, thirty like it will never end. But even when it does, she doesn’t stop, if anything she gets more intense, riding his cock with more fervour, begging him to cum inside her tight, unprotected pussy, to fill up her tight cunt with his seed. Within seconds of her begging words, he starts to cum inside her and she moans again, begging for more, for every drop, as she sits low on him, holding him deep inside her as he fills her with his cum, moaning with every twitch of his cock inside her until he is completely spent. As we pull up outside the house, she climbs off him, pulling down her dress and tucking her breasts back inside. He sits there a moment, his cock still hard, covered in her wetness and the last drops of his cum. “Keys”, she says to me and I hand over the keys to our house. “Clean your hubby up”, she says, “but be quick about it, I’ll be inside waiting for my turn. ”With that, she wipes a little cum from her pussy and licks it clean, before leaving the car. I watch her perfect ass move towards the door, and then turn to the back seat. He looks at me and smiles as I lean between the seats and take his cock in my mouth, cleaning him up like a good whore wife does.

[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.

The RV Trip [M18F50s] [first time] [age gap]

It was the summer after Will graduated high school. He was about to turn 19 in August. In September he would be heading off to college. All year leading up to graduation he’s tried to figure out what to spend the summer doing. Most of his friends needed to work to help pay for school. But he got a good amount of scholarships and his grandparents were going to foot the rest of the bill. He really didn’t want to be stuck at home with his parents all summer bored and lonely. So when Patty and Rick invited him to come along on their RV trip he agreed. They were two of his parents oldest friends. He grew up with them around all the time. Almost like an aunt and uncle. Rick was a lawyer who took a risk and joined a start up tech firm. It paid off and he cashed out. Now in their early 50 they were both retired. They bought a huge expensive RV and loved to drive it all over the country. Will head over heard them talking to his parents about their adventures. So when they offered to bring him along on their next trip he jumped at it. Much better than sitting at home. At least this way he would see some of the country. They picked him up and he brought his bags aboard the bus sized RV. It was big for an RV but obviously it was still cramped quarters. Patty and Rick had a bedroom in the far back. A king sized bed. There was a full kitchen and a living room. They showed Will how his bed folded down from the front of the cabin. Basically lowering over the captain chairs. It had a curtain for minimal privacy. They headed out from Seattle where they all lived. Heading East. The plan was to stay north. Head into Canada then to Montana. Will stared out the window as they drove out of the city and into the mountains. They were going to be driving all day before they made it to Idaho and their first stop. He sat at a table and played cards with Patty as Rick drove. They chatted casually and played cribbage. Will couldn’t help but notice the shirt Patty was wearing. It was a button up blouse but one of the buttons was undone. As she reached forward and the folds moved just right, Will would catch a glimpse of her bra covered breast. Patty was attractive for her age. As Will went through puberty he started to notice her in a new light. Especially in the last couple months he really started to notice. As the weather got warmer and all the women in Seattle shed their clothes he started to notice them more. His horny teenaged brain easily distracted by yoga pants, cleavage, and bare legs. Patty had a very nice body. She kept pretty fit. She had a fairly flat stomach for her age. With medium sized breasts and a firm looking ass. She was a runner and had king smooth legs. Both her and Rick liked to exercise. Rick was tall and lean. They both liked to go on long runs and ride their bikes. Will also liked to run. He ran cross country and track and was looking forward to running with them this summer. He had a girlfriend his senior year in high school but they never really got past making out and a little touching. She wasn’t that into being intimate and Will didn’t push her. They decided to break up after graduation as they weren’t going to college together and they both kind of knew their relationship wasn’t going anywhere. But it did mean he was very curious about sex. He watched some porn and read some erotic fiction online. He jacked off all the time at home. He figured on this trip he’d have to pick and choose his spots to not get caught. Especially with the limited privacy. They drove all day until they reached a lake in northern Idaho where they were going to stay for a few days. That is what Patty and Rick liked to do. Drive long days, but then stay for a couple days at a time. It was a Monday evening so the RV park was pretty quiet. Rick taught Will how to help him set up the RV. The whole process took over an hour and Will understood why they didn’t want to move campsites every day. As they worked Patty made dinner, which they ate outside. They watched the sunset from their site overlooking the lake after dinner. Even though the park was quiet a steady stream of people walked by. Many of them stopping to chat with Patty and Rick. The RV community seemed very social. As it got dark they headed inside. Rick headed straight to bed. It was only about 8pm. But he drove all day and was very tired. He closed the door to their bed room. Patty suggested they play some more cards. They played quietly. Not talking about anything other than the game for a while. Then Patty started asking Will about his girlfriend. She’d met Mary a couple of times. “So sorry if this is too personal. I know your mom was very curious but was too nervous to ask you. Did you two you know…” She raised her eyebrow suggestively. “No… we liked touched each other a little… but she wasn’t that into it and well… I don’t know i didn’t want to like push her or anything.” Patty nodded knowingly. “That’s what we thought. I think it’s good you didn’t push her.” They finished their game and Patty made them some tea. They moved to the living room from the dining room table. “Well I wanted to talk to you about something.” Patty said sitting next to Will on the leather couch. “It’s something that we didn’t tell your parents. But we wanted to see… well…” she stumbled over her words a little. Having difficulty forming her sentences. She got up. And walked to a cabinet. Pulling out a yellow cartoon looking pineapple. It was a magnet like you would put on the side of a car. “Do you know what an upside down pineapple means?” Will shook his head. Although he had in the back of his head an inkling of idea from something he read on the internet. “It means that Rick and I are in the ‘lifestyle.” She accented the word with fingers quotes. “You saw how friendly people are at RV parks…. Well when we started doing this a couple years ago we made a lot of friends and they introduced us to swinging.” Will couldn’t believe his ears. “We only do it on the road, and we never told your parents about it. I don’t think they would approve. Anyway, we knew bringing you along this time might cramp our style a little bit and that would be totally fine. We want to spend time with you and the sex is well only one part of why we love RVing.” Patty took a deep breath and looked into Will’s eyes. She reaches a hand over and out it on his leg. Rubbing it gently. “But if you’re interested… Rick and I thought maybe you would like to also be… game to… play with us.” Will stared at Patty. Gobsmacked. Fully shocked. Not sure what to do or even how to process what she was saying. “I um… you mean… like have sex with you?”

[F/D] [B/S] [B/S] my wife getting closer with our son + myself getting closer with our youngest daughter

It’s been 2 weeks since my last post and me telling my wife about what me and our kids do while she’s away working, I’d say it’s time for another update sharing what’s been happening. A few small things that I’ve noticed… The mood around the house has gotten less tense and more comfortable knowing we don’t have to hide our incest activities from my wife anymore, which is a positive. All 3 of our kids are comfortable kissing and sharing minimal intimate action in the open and not just in the bedroom, minimal intimate action meaning a little waist grab or gentle grope, they still have to keep the sex contained in their bedroom(s) with the window shutters closed to prevent anyone from the outside peaking in and seeing. My wife getting closer with our son… It’s quite visible to see that my wife is getting closer with our son when she’s at home not working, potentially leading to them two having sex together which is definitely what’s going to end up happening if you ask me. They snuggle up close on the couch together in the evenings sometimes and have shared kisses on the lips, I even think they’ve gotten a little handsy underneath the blanket they always put over them. It’s relatively slow progress because of my wife’s work schedule but they’re getting there. Myself getting closer to our youngest daughter… On the other hand, me and my youngest are getting on quite well. We began getting closer a day or two after I told my wife about it all and have made great progress, from a cuddle on the couch to kissing and minimal oral fun. It has been a little difficult getting time to spend with my youngest because her and my son are essentially always together in one of their bedrooms… which made me come with the idea of asking my eldest daughter to distract my son so that I could get some valuable bonding time with my youngest, which works well, as me and my youngest daughter get close in my bedroom we can hear the moans of my eldest daughter getting pleased by her brother. Just one more little thing, myself and eldest daughter are still going strong in the sex department. We’re still very active together and enjoy each other almost every night my wife is away working. Our morning coffee and chats are going extremely well, a few of my mornings have started with a beautiful blowjob from my daughter which gets me extremely pumped for my day at work.

[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 467. Sometimes I have to use tough love.

Yesterday morning I was excitedly preparing to spend the afternoon with my beautiful Ana. As I gathered my keys and purse, I told the boys that their rooms were to be clean by the time I got home. Looking bored, they nodded. Five hours later, I walked in to find them lounging. Upon further inspection, I saw that both bedrooms were still cluttered and not at all cleaned. To say I was annoyed was an understatement. They are adults and live here for free, they can at least keep their own space clean. In my bedroom I was seething and considering spanking them both when I had a much better idea. Mommy was going to be wicked and get her way, without an argument. I put on tall burgundy heels and a short silk robe. The final touch was my 22cm strap-on. Tying not to smile, I slowly marched to the living room. "I seem to remember telling you both to clean your rooms" I hissed. They each mumbled and disrespectfully looked at their phones. I tugged on the belt of my robe and then commanded "Clean your bedrooms or suck my dick." They looked up with wide eyes and slacked jaws that quivered. Holding up my Mommy-Cock, I said "Well?" and took a step toward them. The boys dropped their phones and ran around me, colliding with each other briefly before ducking into their bedrooms. I picked up their damn phones and pocketed them. I walked slowly to Patrick's door and knocked on it with my phallus. "Whoever finishes first can come to my room and work off the release of his phone. Don't worry, I'll probably put my dick away" I giggled as I went to my bed to lay naked in wait. Michael finished cleaning first. **My sons are 22 and 27. I have no need or desire to prove my credibility to you.**

[B/S] I have been doing it with my brother

In my family we are 4 people, me (19f), my twin brother (19m), our older brother (21m) and my mom (51f). Dad died years ago (cancer) so, mom had been the one who brings the money to the house, that make her be most of the time away from home, and basically the 3 of us are by our own at home most of the time. We are very close to each other, we know each other and have enough trust that there are no secrets between us. We are to the point that I can be around the house in my undies, or even topless, and wont be any problem. Or at least thats what I thougth. Later I found both my brothers didnt bothered me doing it, but both liked to see me like that. Some weeks ago, my twin came back home, and he looked bad. After talking with him, he told me his gf cheated on him. I comforted him the best I could all day, he was heartbroken, even offered to sleep with him that nigth (only sleep), like we used to when we were younger. He accepted and that nigth we slept on his bed. The thing is, at the middle of the night I woke up and he had his hand on my breast, he was sleeping and I let him, it wasnt his fault. Even felt kinda good. I took off my blouse and decided to sleep topless. I tried to do it slowly but he woke up. I asked him if it was ok, and he nodded me. I jokingly took his hand and put it in my breast again. He was surprised and I told him he already did it sleeping. At first he just let it there, but soon he started to touch it more, yo tease my nipple, and it felt good. He asked me if he could touch them more, and I let him. We were facing each other while he played with me, I could notice how hard he was, and before de could realize, we started kissing, he kissed my breast, and we ended up both naked. We ley ourselfs go, and we slowly did it. It was a explosion of lust and love, didnt felt weird, being my brother made it more special. I came before him, and slept so good that nigth. From there on, we started to do it, and is amazing, until my older brother found about it. We talked about it, but maybe I'll tell the rest in another post.

[B/S] I (m18) saw my sister (f21) topless and I cannot stop thinking about her tits - (Update - 12)

We stayed in bed after cumming together. I was holding her tight, still touching and squeezing her massive boobs, playing with her nipples. My cock was still touching her naked ass and it was semi hard. I squeezed her ass too as she rested there, not moving much. We were just enjoying the post orgasmic bliss. After a while she got up, fixed her shirt, put her pjs back on and went to bed. We never spoke a word that night apart from saying ‘’night’’. We never speak to each other immediately after doing our deed. Maybe we are too ashamed? The next day we were all home so the most of the day was just normal family day since mum was there. We had a few trips outside the house, lunch together and then some tv. Nothing had happened between us since last night. Three of us watched a film together and when the film ended, my sister announced that she’s going for a shower. I was sitting in the couch on my usual spot and mum was sitting in her couch on the side end of the room from me. Our couches are placed in L shape in the room both facing the TV. My sister got up and left for a shower. Mum started watching a tv show that she likes and I moved my attention to my phone. Hardly 5 minutes had passed and I received a message from my sister and she was asking me to connect my earphones. I did and told her that they’re connected. The next minute she video called me. I always keep my phone on silent so mum never noticed that I was receiving a call. My heart was beating fast in the anticipation of what could I be seeing in a moment. I adjusted myself on the sofa to make sure mum couldn’t have seen my phone screen directly or in any reflection behind me, and answered the call. Of course, it was my sister in the bathroom. She was still wearing her clothes, which were blue jeans and a red hoodie. She waved in the camera smiling and placed it above the sink and moved back. I could see her down to her knees. She did a little arms up pose and spun around smiling. She then took her hoodie off, I put a blanket on top of me as she did it to make sure my erection wasn’t visible to mum. I was rock hard already. She was wearing a T-shirt underneath and that came off too within a second and I could now see her in a red bra. Next she turned around and unbuttoned her jeans and slowly pulled it down revealing her perfect round ass. I could now see my sister in matching red bra and panties. I swallowed my spit as she unhooked her bra and pulled it off. This was the first time I was seeing her tits with her standing up after the day when I saw them accidentally and it felt so fucking amazing seeing her like this again, this time I could look without any guilt. She was now standing there with naked tits, and bounced them a little looking at the camera and smiled. Then she turned around and pulled her panties down. She was standing on an angle so I couldn’t see anything apart from her round ass. She then turned around and for the first time ever I saw her vagina fully naked. I couldn’t see a lot due to the distance. All I could see was a slit which was beautiful and she was completely shaved. It was a torture watching her like this. Mum was sitting there so I couldn’t rub myself properly. I didn’t want to go upstairs because I was scared that mum somehow was going to find out what we were doing. I know that it wouldn’t even be her last guess but I think my guilty conscience didn’t let me move from the couch. I was just gently touching my cock under covers as I saw my sister naked on my phone screen. She then took the phone to the shower and placed it on the floor in a corner. I could now see her head to toe as she moved away from the phone, under the shower. The view was amazing when she bent over to place the phone down, her tits were dangling right in front my phone screen. She then proceeded to take a shower. Shampooed her hair and leathered her whole body with soap. Her slippery body looked amazing. All I wanted to do was to be there, washing her amazing body. Mum was sitting right in front of me so I couldn’t rub my cock enough to make myself cum so just kept touching myself gently under the cover which was amazing. After rinsing her body, she stood against the wall and closed her eyes placing her hand between her legs. I knew what was coming next. She always rubs herself with eyes closed. She was standing on an angle so I couldn’t see anything between her legs but I could see she had her fingers on her clit and she was rubbing herself harder and harder. It was a strange feeling to watch her like this. Mum had no idea what both of us were doing. My sister looked beautiful rubbing herself standing there completely naked. I loved her facial expressions as she got closer and closer. Her boobs were shaking as she kept rubbing. I was rock hard, really still to make sure mum doesn’t suspect anything. I could tell my sister was getting close. Her body was shaking and it was twitching more and more frequently and soon enough I could see that she was cumming. She pushed all her body into the wall as she came, almost dropping on the floor. She was squeezing her boobs hard with one hand and the other hand was firmly placed between her legs as she came. I loved every second of this. Seeing her cumming is so fucking hot and knowing that she did all that in front of me made it extremely special and intimate. A few moments passed and she got up and rinsed her body under the shower for a minute and then turned it off and moved towards the phone. I thought the show was over but she sat on her knees in front of the phone. Her crotch was just inches away from the phone. I could now see clearly that it was immaculate. Completely shaven, not a single hair there. I could see a slit which was slightly open as she was on her knees with legs spread a little. I could also see a small part of her lips poking out at the bottom. My heart was beating fast as I saw her up close like this. She then proceeded to place both her hands on either side and opened it up gently. Her vagina opened up like a rose, it was beautiful. Her lips were lightly pink and they actually seemed a little meaty. Her clit was poking out which was a good size. I could imagine myself sucking on it. It looked big enough to wrap my lips around it. The whole thing lasted a few seconds, however, I managed to absorb everything that I saw. She then grabbed her phone, smiled at me, almost laughed and waved goodbye. She had cut the call but I was sitting still, holding the phone, not moving a muscle, horny as fuck and a bit shook for what has just happened. Soon I received a message from her that read ‘’be patient, I will take care of you tonight ;)’’.

Mating Season [F20] [Urges] [First Time] [Solo Masturbation]

I had been warned about it before, but nothing could have prepared me for this. I had heard stories of other girls my age, their behavior becoming wild and their hormones raging. I thought I was different, but as the days grew hotter and the nights longer, I started to feel something I had never felt before. It was like a fever that had taken over my body and I had an overwhelming urge to do something, anything, to make it stop. Everywhere I went, I could feel the heat radiating off of me. I was a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment. I felt like I was losing control of myself, like I was going mad. As if some kind of animal instinct had taken over. I could hardly concentrate on anything else and couldn't even look at guys without feeling an intense physical reaction. I was embarrassed and ashamed of how I was feeling, but I couldn't help it. I went to work, read books, watched movies, anything to keep me distracted but no matter how hard I tried, it was always there. I had to find a way to control these urges and keep my composure, but it was impossible. Then one night I finally decided to give in. I closed the door to my bedroom, took off my clothes, and lay down in the darkness. As soon as I did, the sensations came flooding in, and I felt my body quiver with pleasure. I started touching myself, exploring my body and discovering new sensations. I felt my muscles tense and relax with each movement, and I could feel the waves of pleasure radiating from my core. I kept going, my movements becoming more and more frenzied until I finally reached a crescendo of pleasure. I moaned and gasped, my body convulsing with pleasure as I experienced my first orgasm. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, and it left me feeling exhausted and invigorated all at the same time. I lay in the darkness, still feeling the aftershocks of pleasure. I had survived my first mating season, and I was ready for the next.

Couples Massage turns into Couples Delight [MFMF 30s - 50s] [massage] [squirting] [fingering] [true story]

My husband and I recently went on vacation and went to a local spa for a couples massage. Our massage therapists brought us back to the room and told us to get as naked as we were comfortable. If you’ve seen my profile, you know that I have no problem with nudity, and we both frequently get nude massages back home. So our clothes came off and we got under the thin sheets as instructed. Before they came back in, we were whispering about how hot both of our therapists were. His was definitely an older milf with a nice plump ass and large tits. Mine was a younger guy with toned arms and a soothing voice. When they came back in, my therapist immediately pressed his warm hands into my cold shoulders, and pulled the sheet down to just above my ass. He then oiled his hands and my and worked his hands over in long, slow strokes. He rubbed down the sides of my body and let his fingertips linger every time he was grazing my side boob. I was already getting a little turned on from this. He moved down to my legs and and repositioned the sheet so that it was barely covering my ass. I honestly thing he could see my pussy at this point. He rubbed his firm hands up my thighs and let his fingers pause right before he reached my mound. He was turning me on like crazy, and I think he could tell. Next, he transitioned to more of a Thai massage technique where he stretched each leg against different parts of his body. While he was holding my knee hard into his hip, he used his hands to rub my thighs and he kept getting closer and closer to my pussy each time. After doing the other side, and making me super horny, he had me turn over so that my tits were facing up. He lazily draped the sheet just across my mound and pussy, but still exposed my bare breasts fully. He rubbed my arms and shoulders and then asked if I was ok with a breast massage. Of course I was, as I was practically dripping onto his massage table by this point. He rubbed my tits used his fingertips to draw small circles around my nipples. I was slightly squirming under his touch and my breathing was getting deeper. Every time he touched my nipples, I felt a jolt straight to my pussy. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore before letting out a sigh of pleasure, he stopped. My husband’s therapist spoke to both of us and said they offered “adult services” and would give us a minute to discuss. I looked at my husband for the first time in an hour and saw that he had a huge boner, and that his therapist had given him a similar treatment to me. It took less than 5 seconds for us to both say we wanted to do it, and then he came over to my table to feel how wet I was. My slit was already glistening and he dipped one finger in and then brought it to his lips. I reached out for his cock and he brought it over to my face so I could give him a few quick sucks. Our massage therapists came back in and I told them we wanted the adult service. They both seemed happy and got to work. My therapist immediately spread open my legs and started rubbing my inner thighs. I could feel my pussy twitching in anticipation every time he got closer. Finally, he let his fingers spread over my mound and I let out a sigh when he finally touched my wet slit. He used one hand to spread my lips open and used the other to rub a finger from my clit down to the bottom edge of my hole, pausing slightly over the opening. He kept doing this motion until I started moving my hips against his hand for more. Finally, he plunged a finger into my hole and I let out a loud moan. It felt incredible to finally have something in my needy pussy after being teased. He did something wild with my clit where he used multiple fingers on it at once somehow, and also slipped a second finger in my pussy. I told him I was was going to cum, and in a stern voice, he replied with “not yet.” He then stopped what he was doing and switched to rubbing my body down again. I realized he planned to edge me, and I was so excited. After a minute or two to let me come back down from my near-orgasm, he went back to my pussy and repeated the same technique. It wasn’t long before my pussy was leaking all over his hand and the table, and I was moaning that I was going to cum again. Just like before, he stopped and let me cool down. I was so close to orgasm that I had to breathe deeply to fully stop it. After another minute, he looked at me and said this time I was going to cum, and not to hold anything back. He spread my legs a little bit wider and started rubbing my soaking wet pussy again. He got his two fingers into position in my pussy, but hooked them upwards slightly until he was pressing on my gspot. He started working my clit, and soon he was massaging both in rhythm with each other. I could feel my orgasm building up and my moans were turning more into breathless sighs. I heard my husband from across the room say he wanted me to cum for the therapist, and this was all the encouragement I needed. My whole body tensed up, starting with my pussy and spreading to all of my muscles. I involuntarily held my breath and he knew I was ready. In one motion, he pulled his fingers out of my pussy and pressed down harder on my clit. I felt my clit start to pulse as my body started shaking on the table. My pussy was squeezing super hard and I started squirting across the table and all over my therapist’s arms. He smiled when this happened, and encouraged me to squirt more. He lightly rubbed my clit using this technique for a good minute and kept me in this constant orgasmic state. Every few seconds or so, I’d squirt more, and he’d smile every time. By the time we were done, the table and his clothes were drenched, and he told me this is why he keeps a spare. Our therapists left and I realized my husband had been done a few minutes before me and just got to enjoy the show. We toweled off and got dressed, and then went back out to the waiting room to find cucumber water waiting for us. Of course, my husband and I immediately went back to the hotel to fuck each other right after!

I invited my honey to the lunch, and we have something fun😋😋

One day, I asked Juice to have the lunch with me. Juice eagerly accepted my invitation to lunch, and we met at a nearby restaurant. As we sat down at the table, I couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness to her, the memory of our intimate moments together still fresh in my mind. Over lunch, we talked about our lives and shared stories of our experiences. I listened intently as Juice told me about her work and her passions, feeling a sense of admiration for her drive and determination. But as the conversation turned to our shared desires, I could feel the familiar sense of desire building within me, the thought of Juice's submission to me filling my mind with a heady sense of excitement. "Juice, I want you to know how much your submission means to me," I said, my voice low and intimate. "I cherish the trust and intimacy that we share, and I want to continue exploring our desires together." Juice's eyes sparkled with excitement as she responded, "I feel the same way, Master. I want to serve you in any way that I can." I smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction at her words. "Good. Then tell me, Juice, did you wear your panty today?" Juice's cheeks flushed as she hesitated for a moment before answering, "Yes, Master. I wore the pink lace one that you gave me." My eyes lit up with pleasure as I imagined her wearing the delicate lingerie, her body aching for my touch. "Excellent," I said, my voice laced with desire. "I want you to give me the panties now, Juice. I want to feel your submission to me in a tangible way." Juice's eyes widened with surprise at my request, and I could see a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. "Master, are you sure you want to do that?" she asked, her voice hesitant. I nodded, feeling a surge of desire at the thought of pushing the damp fabric deep into her wet pussy. "Yes, Juice. I want to feel the fabric against your skin, to experience the intimacy of this act. Are you willing to submit to my desire?" Juice's lips parted in a soft gasp as she nodded, her eyes filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension. "Yes, Master. I trust you completely." With that, I motioned for her to stand up and lead the way to the restroom. Once inside the stall, I instructed her to remove her panties, feeling a thrill of anticipation as she slid the damp fabric down her legs. As she handed them to me, I could see the glistening wetness between her thighs, and I couldn't resist the urge to run my fingers over her sensitive skin, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure from Juice. "Are you ready, Juice?" I asked, holding the panties up to her dripping pussy. "Yes, Master," she breathed, spreading her legs wider in anticipation. With a slow, deliberate motion, I pushed the damp fabric deep into her wet pussy, feeling the tight walls of her cunt grip and pull at the fabric as I pushed it further inside. Juice's moans of pleasure filled the small space of the restroom stall as I moved the fabric back and forth, teasing her with the intimate sensation of the wet fabric against her sensitive skin. And as we left the stall, Juice leaned into me, her body shaking with desire as she whispered in my ear, "Thank you, Master. That was an incredible experience." “Now, baby, go to the crowded people, and tell me your feelings on the phone. I said to her and kissed on her face. As Juice walked away from me towards the crowded area, I watched her with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. I knew that this would be a challenging task for her, but I also knew that she was willing to do anything to please me. After a few minutes, my phone rang, and I answered to hear Juice's trembling voice on the other end. "Master, there are so many people here, and I feel so exposed," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. I could sense the fear and vulnerability in her voice, but I also knew that this was an important part of her submission to me. "Good, Juice," I replied, my voice firm and reassuring. "I want you to embrace that feeling of vulnerability and let it fuel your desire to please me. Tell me, what are you feeling right now?" "I feel scared, Master," she said, her voice shaking with nervousness. "But I also feel excited, knowing that I'm doing something to please you." "That's good, Juice," I said, my own excitement building at the thought of her submission to me. "Now, I want you to touch yourself, right there in the middle of all those people. Let them see how much you belong to me." To be continued ~~~~~

I 33[F] love being creampied

New kink I've discovered I'm super into. I love being ceeampied in my pussy. Specifically masturbating right after my husband cums inside me. I used to wait until after my husband fell asleep, I'd quietly fuck myself with his cum in my pussy. I've recently told him how much I love his cum inside me, so now I either keep fucking him after he came, until I cum again. Or I roll over and fuck myself with my dildo. I also love feeling his cum drip out of my pussy.

his thick cock my toy my little pussy [FM] [F21] [M42] [cock tease] [reverse cowgirl] [creampie]

We step into the elevator and the doors close, we look at each other for a couple of seconds before both moving at the same time and kissing like 13 year olds , hands all over each other. The elevator ride only took about 30 seconds but it was enough to get us both very turned on and ready. We go into his apartment, which is quite nice and spacious, open plan kitchen/living area,definitely a step up from student flats I've been in anyway. There's a large counter in the kitchen area which he pick me up and sits me on as he kisses me, moving down to my neck and giving me little bites, which make me gasp a little bit. I joke that he's distracting me and I have an important job to do, so he takes half a step back giving me access to his belt and trousers. I undo his belt, pull it clear of the loops if his trousers and throw it across the room to the couch before undoing the button and fly of his trousers, reaching in to stroke him through his underwear. I'd seen a picture of his dick that he'd sent me, but honestly it's hard to judge size from dick pics a lot of the time in my experience, and there's nothing quite like feeling a warm hard cock in your hand to determine how big it is. He was probably a bit above average, maybe 6.5 inches, and quite thick. He clearly decided that him having his trousers open while I was fully dressed was unfair, as I soon found myself naked from the waist up, with him gently massaging my boobs and teasing my nipples. I pushed him back and slid off the counter, spinning us around so his back was to the counter before sinking to my knees. I pulled his trousers and boxer briefs down fully, giving me my first clear look at his penis. It was uncut, which I like, with large glans that were shiny and slightly red. He clearly shaved his balls and around the base, trimming the rest quite close. It was a good look as dicks go. I started off just admiring it while slowly moving my hand up and down his shaft, complimenting him on the size of it. I then teased the tip with my tongue, swirling around it before licking down the shaft to his balls, which I licked before taking them one at a time into my mouth and sucking gently on them, which made him groan in pleasure and grab the sides of my head as he tensed up, throwing his head back. He had clearly shaved the day before as they were slightly prickly, but at least no large hairs! Taking my mouth off him I gave him a seductive (hopefully seductive) smile as he relaxed, looking down at me and just murdered "holy shit," which I took as a good reaction. Locking eyes with him I took the head of his cock into my mouth, covering my bottom lip with my tongue and wiggling it back and forth to stimulate him and moving very slightly back and forth, only taking the first inch of two into my mouth. Again he held the sides of my head, moaning, but this time staring down at me. Seeing that I had his full attention, I began taking him gradually deeper, bobbing a fraction lower each time, until he was about 4 inches deep in my mouth and he brushed the back of my tongue so I had to suppress my gag reflex. We had discussed this beforehand, so when he saw me tense as I struggled to not gag on him he raised an eyebrow at me, and I nodded slightly (as best I could given the circumstances). He moved his hand to the back of my head and pushed me down further onto him. I steeled myself and tensed my muscles as he pushed his tip into my throat. I find this is the only way I can deep throat, is if I focus on keeping my muscles in check while the guy pushes forward, I guess I'm not that good at multi tasking.. After a few minutes of me sucking his dick and him occasionally pushing himself in deeper, he pulled away, saying he wanted to "pay me back" before he came. Being rather excited and this point I was up for that so we moved over to the couch where I lay back and he removed my jeans and underwear while kissing down my body. I could feel the warmth of his mouth move lower and lower, gradually making it's way closer to my pussy. He surprised me by teasing me with a finger while his mouth was still kissing down along my hips. Eventually, after a lot of coaxing, he kissed along the length of my pussy, before running his tongue around the entrance to my vagina and up to my clit, teasing his tongue around it. I lifted my hips, pushing myself against his mouth as he licked me.He gradually introduced his fingers, first easing one finger into me, and later a second. While I came close to orgasm, he had a bit of a beard which soon made me a little bit too raw to continue.

[FM] give my Uber driver a blowjob

On this faithful day, my Uber driver who has his eye on me but can't say it luckily meet me in my horny mood and got what he has been wishing to have for years back.

True Story: How to train your whore. Part 1/7. [31M/18F] [Oral]

Part 1: I was still in shock that I was now considered a full adult. I didn’t feel any different than I did 3 days ago but now suddenly society deems me fit to make all decisions for myself? I was walking through the outdoor hallway of my private all-girls high school. It was nice outside. Spring was finally deciding to show up and the sun was shining. It was still cool though and every time a breeze came through it sent a shiver under my skirt, chilling my inner thighs and making my nipples harden. I knew exactly how high to roll up my skirt to avoid a dress code violation while still showing off as much of my toned, tanned thighs as possible. I had bright blonde hair, blue eyes, and perky tits above a tight, tiny waist. I knew I was hot and I craved the attention. But boys in high school are just that, boys. Sure I hooked up with plenty of them, but none seemed to hold my attention longer than a night. A drunken high school party, young, sloppy sex, and a feeling of letdown the next day when it never ended up as good as I’d hoped. I just celebrated my 18th birthday, but I was still living in my parents house until I finished high school and started college in the fall. I was treading carefully through the hallway since I was technically still supposed to be in English class. It was my least favorite subject and I frequently tried to miss as much of the class as I could. I had a free period at the end of the day and my mind was too preoccupied to sit through a lecture. I had a session with my trainer scheduled for that afternoon and I was itching to get there. John had been my trainer for the past 6 months. To say I had a crush on him would be an understatement. He was fit, tan, confident, and his face was ruggedly handsome in a way I found irresistible. Unfortunately, despite the occasional glance at my ass or peek down my sports bra, he’d shown no indication of being interested in me. But I craved him. I drank in the smell of his cologne when he reached over me to adjust the weight settings on the rack above me. I fantasized about what it would feel like to be picked up and tossed on a bed by those enormous, muscular arms. I was in better shape than I’d ever been in my entire high school sports career because I thought about nothing else all day besides getting to the gym. I stopped at my locker to grab a textbook I needed and was about to head to my car to go kill some time at Starbucks before my training session started. But right as I slammed the metal door shut, I felt a buzzing in my pocket. John: “We still on for today?” My stomach turned. I tried not to sound too eager. “Yep. 5 right?” John: “What are you doing now? My 4pm canceled” “Just about to leave school. Was going to grab coffee before the gym” John: “Want company?” I couldn’t believe it. He wanted to spend time with me? “That sounds nice” John: “I’m just down the street. I’ll pick you up in front of the school in 5 min” “K” My heart was beating in my throat. My palms were sweating and I wasn’t sure I was actually going to be able to speak when I got in his truck. Should I change into my gym clothes? If I went in my school uniform would it remind him that I’m just a kid? Before I could make up my mind I saw his white truck coming down the road. He pulled up in front of me and rolled down the passenger side window. I saw his eyes scan me up and down. “Well, hey there” he said. “Hop in” I climbed into the passenger seat and tossed my backpack in the backseat. “That looks heavy. Lots of homework tonight?” He was smirking as he asked. My heart sank. I knew this was too good to be true. Of course he wouldn’t be interested in a high school girl. He could have any woman in the world. He put the truck in drive and pulled away from the school. I saw him glance over and scan the length of my leg up to the hem of my skirt. He caught my gaze and smiled. “I’ve never seen you in anything but gym clothes and a ponytail. I’m not sure I’ll be able to focus on anything else today now” My voice caught in my throat. I wasn’t sure how to respond to him so I just smiled and flipped my hair over my shoulder as I reached for the radio dial. “So are you set on a coffee, or do you want to sit somewhere and eat?” “Oh, I was just going to kill time. I’ll go wherever you want” Oh my god. I’m so pathetic and eager. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Wherever I want? Okay, I’ve got a place” We drove the rest of the way in silence listening to the radio. His window was down and he had his arm out resting on the side of the truck. I was so nervous I continued to fidget with my hands in my lap. I’m sure he noticed but he refused to have mercy on me and start a conversation to break the silence. I think he was enjoying my nervous excitement. He pulled the truck into the parking lot of an Italian restaurant down the street from the gym. He parked at the far end of the parking lot facing a dumpster on the side of the building. I started to reach for the door handle to hop out of the truck but remembered I left my wallet in my backpack in the backseat. I twisted around to grab my backpack just as he leaned forward over the console to put his sunglasses in the cupholder. His face was instantly shoved into my tits. He laughed and gently reached up and placed a hand on my side as I tried to land back in my seat mortified about what I’d just done. “I.. oh god I’m so sorry” “He smiled and locked his eyes on mine. “Sorry because you didn’t want to do that or sorry because you think I didn’t want you to do that?” “I.. um…” “Do you have a boyfriend?” “No” “I know you like me…” I had no words. I sat in silence in awe of the moment unfolding in front of me. He reached across the center console and slowly worked his hand up under my shirt until he had my entire right tit in his hand. He gave it a squeeze and slowly moved in closer to me. I could feel his breath hot against my neck. My whole body had goosebumps. He slowly worked a hand up under my skirt and rubbed my thigh. I let out a sigh as he slipped a finger inside me. “Oh god, you’re soaking wet” he moaned into my neck. His lips met mine and I felt an explosion of warmth as his fingers probed urgently inside me. I reached over and felt his rock hard cock bulging under his athletic pants. I shoved my hand inside, eager to feel it and run my hand over it. He let out a groan as my fingers wrapped around him and started stroking. The windows fogged as we continued to explore each other’s mouths, hands frantically grabbing at each other. I could feel his entire body tensing and his breath was turning ragged. I pulled my knees under me and leaned as far as I could over the center console. I slipped his pants and boxers down and lowered my face to his lap. I took him in my mouth and moved my head down until my nose was pressed against his abs and my throat burned with the pressure. I could feel him swelling with anticipation in my mouth. His pubic hair was trimmed but still proudly there and I loved how soft it felt against my lips and nose every time I buried my face into him. I sucked and stroked and savored every inch of him, taking him deep into the back of my throat. I was amazed by the sheer size of him. I’d never had someone this big before and it made me ache to feel what he would feel like inside of me. He was so thick I could barely get my mouth around him but I was determined to impress him. My throat throbbed and tears pricked my eyes every time I took his full length. I swallowed while he was deep in my throat and heard his low slow moan. I ran my tongue up the bottom of his shaft and swirled it around the head. I continued in that pattern. Long slow licks up the bottom of his shaft, running my tongue around the head and sucking, and then plunging my head down and taking his full length until he was fully in my throat and I could feel myself gag. I went faster and faster, tears streaming down my face and strings of saliva from my deep throating clinging to his dick every time I pulled my mouth back. I felt his body tensing, pulsating with anticipation. I took him one more time, all the way into the back of my throat, and swallowed and moaned as I looked up at him. When I felt that warm, salty explosion collide with the back of my mouth I swallowed in two big gulps, ran my tongue up his shaft and sat up to face him. I smiled and looked at him, searching for a sign that I’d done it as well as the other women he’d been with. His body was relaxed and his head was rolled back against the driver’s side window. He let out a sigh and a laugh and then his eyes met mine. “My god you’re good at that.” I smiled, feeling a burst of pride in my chest. “I have been waiting for so long for that.” His words were lazy and relaxed. I tried to process what I just heard. “What? You have?” All this time I thought I’d been the one chasing him. “So why didn’t you do anything sooner then?” He smiled and leaned over to kiss the top of my head. “You know why… I had to wait for you to turn 18.” \- Thank you for reading! If this post is enjoyed, I'll post part 2 in here in a few days! xo

[MF] My externship

Best externship ever The second woman I ever slept with was absolutely a handful and I loved it. I was 20 and she was 21 in a tourist town where she went to university and I was on extern for hospitality. We worked together and the first few days after I arrived I was checking out her cute ass and one of the guys in the kitchen noticed said "she thinks your cute, too". I laughed and was a bit shy so I tried to downplay it, but I was blushing too hard to pass that off. "Hey T, Sunshine thinks your cute, too" I had long blonde hair at the time so they called me Sunshine like the character from Remember the Titans (I'm ageing myself, I know). She turned and blushed as she turned the corner. I didn't have the courage after that to go ask her out so we just made awkward looks at each other for the rest of the shift. Right toward the end of the shift, her bestie came over to my station and said "We're headed to the Alibi if you want to join us?" I replied that it sounds like fun and smiled like an idiot for the last hour of my shift. Alibi was about a block from our work so I raced over there after I had finally finished my work. T was a cute Italian girl from the northeast with insatiable energy and loved to drink (at that time I loved the booze too). Dark brown hair with almond eyes, light skin, dimples and a resting shit-eating grin. She was on the thin side with a great ass and barely any tits, which, I've realized is kinda my "type". I found her at a stool at the busy bar and she scooted a bit too make room so I could belly up next to her. She got me a drink and we shared the embarrassment of being called out by our coworkers, but did enjoy the flattery of people noticing that we were both attractive (her words). A few shots and rounds later she gave me a ride to my place and came in for a 'night cap'. She kissed with a fervor and aggression that I had never experienced and would rarely find in another woman. Her lips were incredibly soft, but the energy she had have an urgency to everything she did. My shirt was off and my belt undone before I'd really even groped her tits. "If you want me to go down on you, go take a shower" she told me point blank. I did as told and washed my balls as fast as I could before the water even got hot. I stepped out and threw the towel away with gusto as she laughed. I went to town getting her shirt unbuttoned and pants off. She took her panties off next and I attacked her cute trimmed pussy. I did what I had read online and tongued the ABCs on her clit until she squeezed my head with her legs. Forgetting about why I took the shower in the first place I put a condom on my hard cock, and slowly entered the second pussy I'd eaten and now filled. I watched her face as she gave a nice sigh and smile before I started pumping. After about thirty seconds of my best, she rolled gave me an exasperated sigh and rolled me on my back so she could control the pace. This put me deeper in her and she had incalculably better rhythm than me. Finally I realized she still has a bra on and I find fumbled with the clasp in back. She asked me to stop and covered her boobs. "I really want to see and play with them" I begged of her while she was still grinding on me. "I have weird nipples" she said. I laughed and that was the wrong reaction, because she stopped right there. "Trust me. I don't care if you think you have weird nipples, you have an incredible body and beautiful face, and in this moment I want to see all of you" I told her and she removed her bra. The A cups were cute and pert with a pale areola covering the majority of her breast, and cute eraser pink nub. I immediately took a nipple in my mouth and mumbled about how beautiful they are and I was lucky to see them. That seemed to satisfy her as she began to ride again and as she rode put her hands on my chest as she bounced on my hard cock. I started to match her thrusts again and soon she was gripping my shoulder while she threw her waist against mine and through some miracle we came hard within a minute of each other. My cum shooting into the condom as she was still shaking from her orgasm. We feel asleep for a few minutes until I woke to her sucking me. Maybe that's enough for now and I'll continue soon.

Trying New Things [M22|F26|various M25+] [Femdom] [Forced-Bi] [Feminization]

The sheets were soft and the pillows felt good against my cheeks. The sound of flesh smacking against flesh coming from behind me brought me back to reality. As the spinning in my head began to slow down, I felt her hand in my hair. Her fingers spread and she plays with my hair for a second, before grabbing a chuck and yanking my eyes up to meet hers. "Oh my god, isn't this so much better than plastic baby?" She asks me with a cruel smile and a laugh. "You were so scared of real dick before, but now look at you! Eyes rolling in your head as my friend pounds your tight fuck hole." She lets go of my hair and my face falls back into the pillows. "Jason, let my little slut know how much you are enjoying his ass." I feel a big heavy hand fall on my right ass cheek. Following the audible smack is a burning sensation that begins to build slowly before being interrupted by another hard smack. Then another. Then many more smacks until my ass is so hot and red that you could fry an egg on it. "Push that fucking ass back on my cock slut!" A deep voice sounds from what sounds like a long way behind me. Suddenly the metronome thrusting that had been churning my insides stops. Lost in a world of pleasure I don't move for a second. Then a hand much stronger than mistress's grabs my hair and my eyes meet hers again. She is so gorgeous, standing on the other side of the bed over me. Her long black hair is tied back, her perfect breasts are held up by a corset, and her thigh tattoo of the goddess Athena is visible through black panty hose. "Bad slut!" she jabs with a quick smack to the face, "My friend gave you an order!" She puts a hand on my shoulder and pushes me back onto the throbbing cock. After a few pushes I get the hang of keeping time and take his cock in and out of my ass. As my body separates from the bed, I feel a wet area beneath me from all the cum I have leaked. *how long have I been here? that is way more than one load.* I start to hear grunting behind me. "Fuck! His hole is so tight. Anna, I know you said I can't, but please let me fill his ass." Her hand grabs my hair again. "You didn't hear that did you slut?" I look up at my goddess, slack-jawed and unable to speak. The back of her hand meets my cheek. I shake my head to show her I only know her as my goddess. "Good slut." She says as my head falls back down into the pillows. I feel the man behind my grab my waist with both hand and begin to pound away with a ferocity like never before. "Go ahead and cream-pie her. She won't mind." *her?* The new designation send shivers down my spine and my hole squeezes his big dick. "Holy Fuck!" He yells from behind me. He slams his cock balls deep into me as hot ropes shoot into my guts. My dick, unable to get hard after so many orgasms, twitches and leaks as pleasure rolls over my body. Another slap on my ass. He pulls his dick from my ass with a popping sound. I feel his stick cum run out of my loosened fuck hole, down my shaved taint, and drip off my empty balls. I feel mistress's soft hand grab under my chin and lift my head up. She is no longer standing over me, but her face is down on the mattress near mine. There is a many behind her now. "I'm so proud of you honey! You really took that like a champ. I'm sorry I had to trick you a little, but you were just so stubbornly against taking a real cock. But your goddess know what best right?" She uses her grab on my chin to shake my head up and down, but she can tell by the look in my eyes that I don't regret it a bit. "But now that you are done thinking for yourself, we can be girlfriends! Get dolled up! Go out to bars and clubs! Find hot studs like these guys here and get fucked together." As she says that I feel someone come behind me. Another set of hands grabs me by my ass and my shoulder. I feel another hard cock press against my entrance. "Hold on tight little bitch." another man says behind me. Suddenly my ass is full of an even bigger dick. "Go slow Mark," My goddess says to the man behind her, "I want to be able to enjoy watching my toy get broken." She begins to moan and rock back and forth as I feel the slapping of balls against my taint. "We are going to have so much fun together now that we are girlfriends! And don't worry, we are running out tomorrow to get a cage for that little noodle now that you don't need it." I dissolve into the warmth of pleasure coming from my ass. *I hope she buys a cute dress for me.* *or maybe a little thong*

[d/M] Sleeping with my (32F) husband (34M) and my mom (57F)

Just like the title says, I’ve been in a sexual relationship with my husband and my mom for around 2 years now. You can see the progression in my profile, but I’m always happy, and it’s always fun, to answer any questions people have about us, so AMA!

some pet play <3

a sub waiting on her dom to get home, growing incredibly bored and needy so she decides to set up a surprise for him. going to their bedroom and changing into his favorite lingerie and getting into pet play herself, soon she has on a collar and leash and her cute cats ears that he loves so much, struggling to put the tail in herself she decides to leave that for him to do. hearing the front door unlock and his heavy shoes a rush of energy runs through his sub as she drops to all fours putting the handle of the leash in her mouth and crawling to the bedroom door just as he's about to open it. "oh, what do we have here?" he said grabbing her chin and running a hand through her hair "you know you're missing something? where's your tail hm?" crawling to the bed she pouts and points, not talking just as he always says to do. the dom already super turned on watching her-pulling his shirt off as he walks towards the bed, grabbing her chin for a second before roughly pushing her over onto her back and flipping her over, pulling her legs to the edge of the bed before spanking his pet "you're such a good girl all for me hm?" running his hand up and down her body as she whines and squirms under him, picking up her fluffy black tail he puts lube on the cold metal end, pulls her panties down and starts kissing up the back of her thighs as she's already trembling he shoves the tail into her with no warning making her gasp loudly and shutter as he adjusts it, groaning as he goes to pull on it making his sub cry out just the way he likes. grabbing her leash from behind he slowly pulls her up grabbing her neck as she's faced away from him "it's gonna be a very long night for you, don't forget that your safe words blue-you know how hard i get hearing you cry and beg me for a break. and don't forget you asked for this surprising me like that" quickly putting her hands in a pair of handcuffs behind her back as he spoke, taking his belt off and running it over her ass as he imagines all the marks, and bruises he's about to give her and the pretty tears she's gonna give him in return.. <3 bunni

18 M meets 27 F in College

When I was 18 I was still a senior in high school. I used to ride bike all over my neighborhood which was across the street from a College campus. Very big and known college campus. One day i was riding around and stopped at a vending machine to get some Gatorade for the ride and a girl that was walking around me looking down at her phone didn't see my bike parked next to the vending machine so she bumped into it and it fell on its side. While I scrambled to pick it up before it hit the ground it was too late and this girl was so embarrassed. There were a couple of people around us and the hall way was empty so it echoed down the hall and she yelped right as it hit the ground. It all happened so fast and she kept apologizing again and again for bumping into the bike which I told her was fine. Nothing happened to the bike and she was okay. I asked her if she was in a hurry to get to class jokingly and she replied saying that she was just on her way to her dorm because she just took a test and didn't do too good on it so she was going to lock herself in her dorm, smoke a bowl and relax. I confidently asked her if I could walk her to her down to make sure she didn't bump into anything else on the way and she surprisingly told me she would love the company. As we walked together for about 5 minutes to her dorm, we talked about her class and what test she was taking and how she studied all night for it but it just didn't get through to her. She told me that her room mate was taking the same test as soon as she finished so she was going to go back and smoke before her room mate got back because she always loved to smoke her weed and leach off of her stash. After joking for a bit after that conversation we finally got to her dorm and as i was going to shoot my shot and ask for her number she asked me if I could like to come in and smoke with her and keep her company. To my surprise it was all happening so fast but I found myself keeping my cool and simply saying "yeah sure I'm cool with that", Knowing I've only smoked 2 or 3 times before that. She invited me in, shoes stayed at the entrance. she was honestly very clean and cozy She had a lot of fake plants hung up on the wall and the LED strip on the corners. we immediately walked into music already playing on a portable speaker that she had in the bathroom from when she had showered earlier in the day to get to class on time clean and refreshed ready for her test. she immediately went to the bathroom and changed and asked to me if I wanted to take a shower because I was riding bike after she realized that I didn't have any spare clothes which she later explained to me that it was a force of habit because her roommate took a shower every time she came back from class because she wasn't from. the South Florida area So she wasn't used to the humidity or the heat and the sweat that came along with it. I thanked her and told her I would appreciate just a bottle of water and as soon as she came out of the bathroom she was holding a three to four foot clear glass bong which was just cleaned and washed. she puts down a real nice graphic blanket over the bed and invites me to sit down as she begins to break up pieces of of the weed plant to begin smoking. while she was busy with that I had created a conversation and asked her how often she smoked And she told me pretty often just because of classes and the stress of college in general. She asked me how many times I've smoked And finally came to the conclusion of asking for my age which I lied and told her I was 20. simply because of the fish were heard that I had at the time. she did waitressing part time so her immediate reaction was to ask for my ID which I rejected a few times but then came clean and told her that I was 18 years old and still in high school. she laughed it off and said that it was fine since I was legal. she took the first hit from the bong as I sipped from my water preparing my throat for the third time I will be Smoking In my life. she was very courteous and asked me if I was sure if I wanted to and I didn't have anything else planned for the birth of the day So I took the bong took two small hits coughed my lungs out after but after five minutes I felt really good and relaxed .and surprisingly not as paranoid as the first two times that I have smoked previously. she brought the speaker closer to us and asked me what have a music I listened to which I freely said I listen to absolutely anything where she began playing real nice smooth indie music which was actually the introduction of that Genre into my life. while we were both laying down on the bed in opposite directions my feet was at the foot of her bed and her feet were at the head of her bed And we laid side by side head parallel to each other. and Justice talked for a few moments. she asked me what I was doing on campus and how often I would ride bike and pass by which I told her I come by very often because riding bike was one of my main sources of exercises. and I loved the environment and the people around campus. she then asked me if I have done this before with anyone else which I He told her that it was my first time ever meeting someone in public and approaching them with such confidence and surprise. She then told me that she had her fair share of experiences throughout college but had never been with someone as young as me At her age which she later on told me was 27. she then told me that I was very attractive for my age and that and that just talking to me and hanging out with me made her feel young again which I didn't understand until now at the age of 27. she continued to compliment me as I to her and next thing I know is her hands softly placed on my cheeks as she pulls me in for a kiss. all I remembered was her face and mine smooshed together fleeing her warm rosy cheeks on mine. things escalated very quickly and. she turned around and gone on top of me as she continued to kiss me. she told me to tell her when to stop when not a single word came out of my mouth for the rest of the night. She Pulled my shirt off, Slid my shorts off and began undressing herself. I was laying back on her bed in complete amazement, completely stunned that all of this was happening. She got on the bed and started to crawl on top of me. Stopped at my chest and gave me little kisses going down to my stomach and then my dick. Little kisses which got harder and harder as I got harder and harder. She ran her fingertips on my thighs and continued to kiss and lick the tip of my dick until I was throbbing and leaking pre-cum. She started to crawl closer and closer up towards me and I felt her dripping on my hard throbbing cock, twitching and grazing her wet pussy. She looked me in the eyes as she grabbed my cock and slowly slid it into herself. The feeling of euphoria that ran through my body was like no other. She rode me nice and slow and re-assured me every second I felt like I was going to explode and stopped so I could enjoy it even more. She edged me for a whole 10 minutes before I couldn't hold it any longer. Right before I was about to cum and hopped off turned around in a flying sweeping motion like a bull rider. Her mouth on my cock as I came into her nice warm mouth and her pussy was glistening right Infront of my face... Throbbing, dripping warm wetness onto my chest. After she swallowed everything that I had to give, she sits up, looks back, chuckles and hops into the bathroom. She handed me a few baby wipes and told me she had to clean up before her roommate got back. I lended a hand and got dressed, Still dazed from what just happened I told her that I hoped I could see her again. She told me she knew where she dormed and if I was every riding around to stop by and bring some change of clothes and a towel. Which I did. For one whole year until she graduated with her Bachelors and left back to her home state. A story which has never been told and a relationship in secret from family and friends. The experienced passing down experiences.

[F23] Banged by Husband's Boss and his friend....

Marcus told me he was going to fuck my ass in his office while my husband sat just two doors down. He said me he’d make me beg for it as he bent me over his desk, and he told me that my poor little husband would never know. Of course, Pete and I had other ideas. At least when it came to what my husband did and didn’t know. But that was none of Marcus’s business as far as I was concerned. In fact, the only thing I wanted from him was his big cock and his strong hands. All I wanted was to feel him take my ass just like my ex-boyfriend used to do until I came around him the way I only come from anal. But he didn’t need to know that. What I did not expect when I walked into Marcus’s office that afternoon was to see another man sitting on the couch in a perfectly fitted suit drinking a glass of straight whiskey. He was tall, incredibly handsome, and looked like he was made out of money. His dark skin was a perfect contrast to my pale body, and I instantly felt my heart skip a beat. But that didn’t mean I wasn’t confused. I nodded at him as I closed the door behind me and then very carefully placed my coat and my bag on the table to the right of the big desk. Once I regained my composure, I turned to find Marcus standing next to the couch with a drink in his hand as well. “Sam, this is Priya. She’s the wife of Pete in accounts. I think you did some paperwork with him at one point?” “I think I remember him,” the stranger said, eyeing me up and down. “How did he manage to get so lucky?” “Actually, I think we’re the lucky ones now.” “And why is that?” Sam asked. Marcus waved me to him, and I did as I was told. The truth is I had been turned on all morning. So much so that I could barely focus at work. And by the time I clocked out early and made my way to my husband’s office, I was soaking wet. I hadn’t had my ass fucked in nearly Six Months, and I was desperate for it. “Our Priya here happens to have quite an appetite,” he said, moving behind me. He slid the straps of my dress down off my shoulders until my breasts were in plain view. “In fact, just the other day I fucked her as her husband lay passed out on the couch in front of us.” “No fucking way,” Sam said. “Tell him,” Marcus whispered in my ear. “It’s true,” I said, blushing bright red. “He fucked me in his living room. Pete was sleeping on the couch just a few feet away, and he lifted my dress and fucked me right there.” “Well shit, I think I like this girl.” “She stopped by today because she’s been begging me to fuck her ass all week. Isn’t that right my little slut?” I gasped for a moment because hearing him say it out loud made me feel dirtier and more desperate than I wanted to admit. And the fact that he was telling a total stranger made it that much worse. And that much better. “Yes,” was all I could manage before lowering my head and looking down at the carpet. “But I figured since she was coming in, and you were in town to renew your contract with us, that it was only polite of me to share. What do you think? Are you in the mood for a bit of new pussy or what?” “Marcus old friend, you constantly remind me of why we hired you guys. This is the sort of service you don’t find anymore.” “I take it that’s a yes?” “I’d love to join in. I didn’t bring any protection with me though. Will that be a problem?” “Why don’t you tell him,” Marcus said, lifting up my dress as he held me tightly. “Is that going to be a problem?” I knew what I was going to say, but I didn’t like it. Marcus had only fucked me once, but after texting with him for the last few days, he understood me pretty well. And he knew just what I would say as well. “You can fuck me however you like,” I finally blurted out. Sam stood and stepped closer to me, reaching out to cup my chin. He slid his strong hand down my cheek, over my shoulder, and then around my breasts, never once looking away. As Marcus dropped my dress to the floor, the other man ran his hand down between my legs until he cupped me firmly. “Are you saying I fucked this cunt raw? Are you telling me you’d let a man you don’t know come in this pretty little pussy of yours, slut?” “Yes,” I said quietly, knowing that he could already feel how wet I was. “You can come wherever you like.” “Damn, I do like this girl,” he said stepping back. “Do you mind if I try out that pretty mouth of hers?” “By all means,” Marcus said, pushing me down to my knees. Sam didn’t pause before pulling me to him while he unzipped his pants and drew out his thick black cock. I looked up into his eyes as I wrapped my hand around him and felt him shiver at my touch as he began to grow. Up and down I slid my hand before bring him to my lips and opening them around his full head. I took more and more of him into my mouth until his cock was as hard as stone. “I told you she was a good little whore, didn’t I? And my god, look at her take all of that monster.” “And she’s only gagging every other time,” Sam laughed, thrusting harder into my mouth and throat. I was struggling, but somehow I managed to take most of him every time. I was drooling and coughing in between, but it didn’t matter. My pussy was so wet as I sucked his cock and let him fuck my mouth that I didn’t care about anything else. “Are you going to fuck that little ass?” “Of course. Come on, when was the last time your wife let you do that? No, you need a real eager cunt like this one for a good ass fucking. Besides, it’s not something you do with a nice girl. If I’m going to fuck a girl’s ass, I want her to be a real slut, like this one. Isn’t that right Priya?” “Yes, Sir” I replied, letting go long enough to get the words out. “Well, that I’ll have to see,” Sam said, grabbing me by the hair and pulling me up. He wiped the spit from my lips even as he reached down between my legs and shoved two fingers inside of me. “Personally, I want to fuck this pussy first.” “Well let me join you,” Marcus said, pulling his hard cock from his pants. “Give me that mouth while you fuck her. It’ll be just like old times, right buddy?” “Those were the days,” Sam said, turning me roughly around before bending me over. I turned far enough that I could balance myself on the arm of the couch, and for the briefest of seconds I looked over at my bag and coat with a grin. I was going to get two cocks today instead of one, and I was going to enjoy every second of it. A second later, Marcus pulled my mouth down to him, and I started to suck him as his friend moved behind me and began rubbing against my smooth lips. I gagged as I tried to take him, but it was impossible to focus as this man I didn’t know began pushing into me, his big bare cock splitting me open as he entered me. “Oh god,” I moaned, gasping for breath. “Fuck that feels good.” “I think she likes it,” Marcus said, pushing me down once more. “Fuck this slut hard. Use that little pussy.” “She’s practically begging for it,” Sam said. “Why don’t I give her all of it then.” And then I felt him fill me completely and I realized I had only had half of him until then. My pussy was stretched open, and I cried out as he filled me. His cock began to move within me, and I cried out even louder as I sucked Marcus’s cock as best as I could. I thought Pete’s boss was big and rough, but he had nothing on this man. He thrust into me, pulling my hips to him as he bottomed out within me, and I started to come instantly. “Oh god!” I cried before Marcus cut off my scream. “She’s already coming for you,” he laughed. “What a fucking whore, coming on that big cock in just seconds.” “It happens,” Sam said casually as if he had expected it. “It’s not every girl that can take it, but when they can, it’s fucking waterworks instantly. Fuck, you feel good. You are so damn tight.” “Please don’t stop,” I begged, coming and coming as he fucked me. “It’s so good.” And then I was lost in the movement of both men as they pushed me back and forth, roasting me on their cocks from both ends. In and out they thrust, their hands all over me as they used me until I could hardly see. It didn’t matter where I was, and it didn’t even matter who was fucking me. All I knew was that I was getting fucked hard by two men and I was coming, and nothing else was important. “Fuck, I’m gonna come,” Sam moaned, bottoming out within me. “I’m gonna come in this white pussy.” He held me tightly as he let go, flooding my insides with this hot come, and I shook and trembled as I tried to hold myself up. I could feel him everywhere, and I felt like I hadn’t stopped coming since he entered me. His cock grew bigger as he pulsed and tightened, coming inside my in torrents and floods. He pushed me down further onto Marcus until I had his cock buried all the way down my throat and I swear I must have blacked out for a moment. When he finally pulled out of me, leaving my pussy a soaking mess, I fell onto the couch in an instant. Marcus still had my mouth around him, but it was a slow and simple thing as I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock. “Fuck, that was hot,” Sam said, leaning back on the desk for a moment. I looked back at him before reaching between my legs once more so I could feel what he left behind. My fingers came back dripping, and I licked them clean, tasting his come before going back to the other man’s cock. “I think it’s my turn,” Marcus said, pulling me up by the hair. “I think it’s my turn to give this whore what she came for.” “This I have to see,” Sam said, helping his old friend lay me down on my back. “I want to see her face as I do it,” he said, forcing my legs open wide. “Fuck, look at that ruined pussy. You pounded the hell out of her.” I looked over at my coat one more time as I felt him rub his cock against my messy pussy. He thrust into me four times, soaking himself within me before pulling out and lifting my legs even higher. “Hold her down, so she doesn’t scream, okay?” Sam didn’t pause as he grabbed my arms and lifted them up above my head. His hands were so large he could hold them both in just one as the other fed me his cock which was still mostly hard. I opened my mouth to him as I felt Marcus get into position against my tight ass. It helped that I had already come at least three times, but it was still difficult. He was big, and I hadn’t had anything up my ass in forever. But I took deep breaths as I felt him push against me and it all came back in a flash. I was back in college, and that asshole Jake was fucking me for all he was worth. He had already torn the condom off and had fucked my push until he came for the first time that night. But before I could protest, he rolled me over and held me down as he told me he was going to take my virgin ass. I opened my eyes to see the scene in front of me as I let it all happen. Sam was using my mouth, and it was about to begin. I cried out when Marcus got the first bit inside me, and he held me still as I tried to relax around him. “Oh fuck it’s so big,” I said, looking down. “You can do it,” Marcus said, pushing another inch into me. “You’re can take it, whore.” “Oh fuck!” I cried, feeling the old familiar sensation of pleasure and pain. My body was on fire as he began to work his big cock into me, and I knew what was coming. Everything hurt in an instant, and I wanted the pain more than the pleasure. I tried to remember what it was like to be used and to be fucked without regard to anything. As he took me, finally forcing his cock into my tight ass, I was done. I felt it everywhere, and I could hardly breath let alone speak. I was so full and so lost that I did nothing when he began to fuck me truly. Sam pulled me back to his mouth, and he was once again hard as he watched Pete’s boss start to pound me. Deeper and deeper he moved, fucking me harder and faster as I gagged on the giant cock my mouth. It took less than five minutes for me to feel it happen. My body tensed in preparation, and I couldn’t hold back. As Marcus filled me, again and again, I began to shake and moan, the pleasure finally bursting through the pain in one glorious moment of release. It had been so long, but still, I remembered it all. It started in my toes and moved up through me. My ass clenched as my aching pussy did the same and everything exploded at once as my most powerful orgasm began to rip through me. “Oh god, I’m coming!” I cried, no longer caring who might hear me. Nothing mattered but his cock inside me as I came. “Don’t stop!” “Oh fuck, look at her,” Sam said, jerking off over my face as Marcus used me. He didn’t slow down for a second as I bucked on the couch and spasmed around him, coming so hard I thought I would never stop. “Take it you fucking whore,” Marcus screamed, filling me all the way to the hilt just as he started to come. “Oh god!” I cried, feeling him flood my ass as I came. I was there, and I was somewhere else, and the entire time I thought of nothing at all. No Jake, and no Pete. Nothing but the feeling of coming the way I can only come from a big cock in my ass. There were stars in my eyes as the pain-pleasure combination filled me entirely, and it was the most glorious thing in the world. I hardly noticed Marcus coming, and it didn’t matter. Sam finally let go on my mouth and neck, his second spend coating me completely, but even that hardly registered. It wasn’t until Marcus eased his cock out of my ass that I finally opened my eyes and came back to myself. I ached everywhere, but it was the sort of pain that I would revel in for days to come. It was the pain of having been used and abused, and it was the pain that only comes from being fucked by two big hard cocks in one afternoon. And it was the best feeling in the world.

Sex in a Bottle [33f/45m] [seduction] [fantasy] [home wrecker]

I walk past the bar in the hotel lobby and I am stopped by a familiar smell. A scent so intoxicating it makes my heart beat a little faster. I need to find the source. I turn around to see who I passed. I notice several men sitting at the bar looking like they came straight from work. I walk towards them and the scent gets stronger. As I near, I notice the man I am honing in on has a wedding ring. I stop and reconsider approaching. I close my eyes, take a deep breath and realize I have no power. My body craves this and I am compelled to follow through. I sit on the stool next to him and wave at the bartender to order a drink. I look at the man to make a comment about the slow service. I extend my hand to introduce myself and lean in to get another whiff of his scent. I ask him what cologne he is wearing and he confirms what I already know. He says something to me but his words are drowned out by the noise in the bar. I am in a trance at this point and the aroma has triggered something in my brain. I haven’t smelled this cologne since I was 19. Tom gave me my first orgasm and it was the cologne he wore. Is my brain now associating this smell with sex? The man continues to make conversation and I am looking him over. He is not the typical guy that catches my eye nor does he exude confidence. Any other circumstance I would have completely ignored him but today all I want is to be ravished by him. I take another deep breath. I am sexually aroused and I feel a warmth between my legs. He is married but I don’t care. I don’t care to know his name or anything else. I just need to have him. I turn my legs toward him and open them slightly revealing my inner thighs. I gently pull my dress up a little more and then cross my legs again. He looks down as he feels my foot gently brush past his leg. I speak softly so he cant hear me without leaning in more. I see his eyes on my chest as he asks me to repeat what I said. I scoot my stool closer so now my knees are touching his. I place my hand on his thigh and bend forward exposing more of my breasts in my vneck dress. He shakes his head that he can’t understand. I stand up and place both hands on his thigh while pressing into his body to speak in his ear. He puts his arm around my waist and I am overwhelmed by his cologne. I need him. I need him now. He turns to face me and I reposition myself by standing between his legs. I put both arms around his neck and continue to whisper in his ear. My breasts are pushed against him and he has his hands on my hips now. My drink finally comes and I sit back in my chair still facing him. I pull up my dress again to reveal more of my legs. He puts one hand on my knee and looks at me to see if its ok. I smile and take another drink. I run two fingers along the neckline of my dress drawing his attention towards my cleavage. My milky white breasts are ready to burst out of this dress. He glances down and can see the tiny buttons are pulling across my voluptuous body. I jokingly say the dress must have shrunk because the top buttons are being held together by magic. His cologne has complete control over me now. I take his hand and move it up my thigh towards my pussy. I tell him I need him to see what he has done. His eyes widen as he feels my soaking wet panties. He looks around before taking a finger to move my panties to the side feeling my pink, swollen clit. At this point I am willing to do whatever he wants. I bite my lip and tilt my head down so I have to look up at him. I tell him that we should go somewhere quieter….

[S/S] Today is a crazy-freaky sex day with my trans sister and our boyfriend!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And a few FAQs.

I love Christmas time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This morning, I was sucking on Jeff's ginormous yule log when my sister got behind me and stuck her candy cane inside me!!!!! I LOVE when they bang me hard together!!! Then Jeff looked at me and said "Do you think you can handle your sister's dick in your sexy ass???" I looked over my shoulder and was like "Do iiiiiiiit!!!!" I almost regretted it but she got it in my butt!!!! I was such a horny sex monkey, I started babbling about needing a third dick in me. Next thing I know, my sister has shoved a big glass dildo inside my pussy!!! I didn't know we had one of those!!!!! I was screaming and moaning and gagging and loving it!!!! I like when I am like "SOMEBODY PLEASE USE ME FOR SEX!!!!!" I am very lucky to have a gorgeous sister (yes, she has a penis) and an amazing BOYFRIEND whom we share!!!!!!! As I was cumming, I thought I might pass out and then Jeff dumped a gimungous load down my throat and it was huge!!!!!!! Then I ate a bunch of chocolate coins and rode my sister's dick while Jeff watched!!!!! People keep asking a few questions. Let me get those out of the way. 1. Yes. I am hyperactive. What was your first clue????? 2. My sister is trans and is keeping her yummy penis. 3. My sister and I are black. 4. Jeff is white. 5. Jeff's cock is longer than a beer bottle and my hand does not fit all the way around it. 6. My sister's dick is not huge but is perfect. 7. I am part of a throuple and it is wonderful! 8. We would share Jeff with a VERY hot chick if we were all down. 9. My sister and I are in our 20s and Jeff is in his late 30s. 10. Jeff has his own house and we often stay there or he stays at our apartment. 11. Jeff smells SO GOOD!!!!!! Ugh!!!! It makes me horny!!!! 12. I don't do any drugs, why do people always ask??? 13. All 3 of us went to college and Jeff has an MBA. 14. I used to hunt deer with my dad and am pretty good at it. 15. My sister's cat loves Jeff and kinda hates everyone else. We don't know why. 16. If I am not a sex addict, I don't know what I am. 17. Friendly comments melt my heart. 18. If there is not ice cream in the freezer, I will freak out. 19. I want to have Jeff's babies. 20. I hope you have a sexy Christmas!!!!!!!!!! Get some love, get some sex and have a freaky time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Accidentally sexted my [F] best friend [F] while riding my bf's dick

I was bouncing up and down on my bfs dick when he grabbed my phone and started to record me. Naturally my inner slut came out and I was showing off for him, rubbing my titties together while drooling on them and moaning his name so he could have something really good to look at later. I saw myself in the mirror and thought of how hot it all looked so I had him pass me the phone so I could take some pics myself. After I finished taking the pics I started to slowly ride him while trying to quickly send him everything. I threw my phone to the side and we kept going at it...at least we tried because very quickly my phone kept lighting up and buzzing. Frustrated I grabbed my phone and went to put it on silent when I realized it was my best friend and she was sending a ton of emoji only messages sorta like 🥵🙈👀😈😍🥴. I had to stop cause I was so confused and when I opened our messages my heart sank. The video I had just taken riding my bfs dick moaning his name, the pics I took of my body while I was on top of him, and a few surprise pics I took earlier in the day of my pussy were all sent to her instead of him. I felt so embarrassed that I didn't know what to say. But then she sent a text that changed everything. "My pussy is SO fucking wet from this...I'm def touching myself rn...are you guys still...?" I didn't know what to say back but the embarrassment disappeared instantly. My pussy was soaking even more and I had to jump back on his dick. I sat back on it and replied to her saying "Just sat back on top". From then on she started sending pics and vids of her playing with herself to us. We sexted with her for a few mins longer, my bf sending her more pics of me and telling her what we were doing then I heard a FaceTime ring. He called her and she picked up! I couldn't see what was going on but I could hear her playing with her pussy and moaning and I could feel his dick twitching inside of me as he grinned. I grabbed the phone from him then got up and bent over so she could see me. He got up behind me and started teasing my pussy with his dick before sliding it in. Both of us were locked on her pussy on the screen as his dick stretched me out, his balls slapping up against my clit with each thrust. I held the phone as best as I could while I started cumming. I guess that was also a trigger for her because as soon as I came I could see her body start quivering which only made my orgasm even more intense. My bf kept fucking me but couldn't hold on much longer. She was cumming and moaning for him to cum inside of me. He ended up filling my pussy up with so much cum. I stayed there for a min bent over just looking at her body on FaceTime before showing her his cum dripping out of my pussy. Her eyes lit up in excitement and I could hear her starting to play with herself again when all of a sudden a voice came up in the background and she hung up. "Sorry my bf just got home, talk later." She texted me.

[B/S] [SiL] Something is Happening (part 7)

[Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/y59nrv/bs_sil_something_is_happening_part_6/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) Hey guys, hope you’re all keeping well, here is the next update. Things kept progressing further, and while I was conflicted on if it was a good idea to continue, I was lonely, and horny. But, I’m glad I did, and I’m happy to say now I love them both dearly. Anyways, on to the story! So, the next morning I woke up late after sleeping in, turns out I needed the sleep. I checked my phone and saw it was just after 10:30am, so I rolled out of bed and stumbled out into the kitchen to make a coffee, I hadn’t even noticed my sister sitting in the lounge room, she yelled “I’ll have one too please!” I made the two coffees, and walked over to sit down, and at first glance thought Jackie wasn’t wearing any shorts, but it was just the oversized tee covering it. She still looked very good though. As I sat down I was looking around and Jackie noticed saying “Ruby had to deal with an emergency at work this morning, she sounded so fucking stressed when she left. She should be home any minute though” and pointed to a joint on the table telling me that’s for her when she gets here. I chuckled at that. We sat there sipping our drinks and she was showing me some of books she’s been reading lately. Not long after Ruby walked through the door, she’d barely taken a step inside before she started ranting about work, she walked past us to put her stuff down and came back towards us still ranting and she kissed my sister hello and then came over to me and kissed me also, as soon as she did she shut up realising what she’d done. I was in complete shock, she’d just kissed me in front of my sister, HER fiancée. I was freaking out and I think Ruby was too. I turned to Jackie and she had her eyebrows raised. “Jackie.. I Uhm it’s” was all I could stutter out before she laughed “I know, you idiot. You think she hasn’t told me? I’m just glad to know she’s not copping loads from strangers with STD’s”. I just sat there in shock, not knowing what to do. Ruby jammed in between us to sit down and spark up her joint. “Well at least the cats out the bag now” Ruby chimed in, we all laughed at that. “But fuckin work, I’m so over dealing with everyone else’s shit.” She looked so defeated, that’s when Jackie got up and pulled her up by the hand and Ruby handed me the rest of the joint before she’s was dragged up the hallway. She asked what was happening, “we’re going to shower and cum” I sat there in disbelief of everything happening right now. I finished the joint, and needed more, so I got up and made my way into the laundry where they keep their stash, rolled myself up two more and lit one up as I walked back to the couch. I could hear them both now. Moaning over the shower, they knew I was still there, I put my head back and closed my eyes. As I listened my cock was getting harder and harder. It didn’t take long until I was at full attention. I finished the second joint and was definitely buzzed, I decided to pull out my phone and started looking at some porn, I hadn’t even noticed I’d pulled my cock out and was stroking it. I also clearly didn’t notice that not only had the moaning stopped but the shower too. I didn’t even hear Ruby come down the hallway, I was so into what was playing on my phone. She came around to get a smoke, “ohh well hello there Mr” it scared the shit out of me, I grabbed the cushion next to me to cover myself, and looked up to see her wrapped in only her towel, she just stood there laughing “you perving on us in the shower were you?” She asked, “it’s hard not to hear it when you’re moaning the house down Rubes” I shot back at her, then walked in Jackie wearing only her towel as well and drying her hair “oh my god you better not have cum on my cushion you fuck” was all she said and joined in on laughing at me. I just sat there uncomfortable but still hard. “No babe, I don’t think he made it that far” she replied to her looking at me smiling, then I was in complete shock, again, as Ruby said “well go on babe, don’t make him suffer.” I shot my head at Jackie to see her smirking at me, then I felt the cushion be taken off my lap, I looked down just to see Ruby wrap her lips around my cock. I threw my head back as she swallowed me. As she started bobbing my hand went to the back of her head, I could feel her still damp hair as I pushed her deeper. I could feel her tongue working wonders. I hadn’t even had time to comprehend what was actually happening when I started getting close “fuck I’m gonna cum soon” was all I could muster, “be a good girl and swallow it all baby” I heard Jackie” I opened my eyes and quickly shot a glance at her, there I saw MY sister sitting at the kitchen table, wrapped in her towel, but her legs were spread open as I watched her play with her pussy, I could see she had a landing strip. She was so fucking hot. That’s all it took as I shot my load down Ruby’s throat. I was in utter disbelief, I was thinking to myself I was high and this wasn’t real. Then I heard Jackie coming over, “you swallow it?” I head her ask Ruby, I saw her on her knees in front of me, smile and open her mouth to show my sister. “Good girl” was all she said as she leaned down and kissed her. I had wide eyes watching that, my sister kissing her not even a minute after my cock was in her mouth. Not even a minute after seeing my sister play with herself. Jackie came up and walked around behind the couch and kissed my head to “hope that was fun, bro” and walked up the hallway to her room. Jackie got off her knees, and took off her towel to reveal herself to me, she stood there for a second to let me admire her then threw it at me to clean myself up, as she walked towards her room she turned around and quickly gave me a peck on the cheek, then ran off. So yeah, all that happened. I hope you’re still all enjoying the updates. I’m gonna try to continue until it’s up to where it is currently. So for now, take care.

My [f]irst lesbian kiss

Long story short: one of my coworkers is one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen. We’ve been flirting both via text and in person. Earlier this week we took our break at the same time. We smoked (mj) in her car and after I told her I really wanted to kiss her. She was my first real kiss with another girl and it was perfect. She’s coming to my house later this week and I can’t wait 😋

[S/S] The Sisters Grimm: Our Q&A, Making a Mess after Edging, and Getting Clitoral Piercings (Update 25)

Minor announcement, our Q&A is now available on our profile! It should be pinned to the top, so feel free to read and/or submit additional questions as you like. Secondly, happy belated International Women's Day! Be sure to give your favorite relative some much-needed attention as well, we sure did! <3 To preface this update, I'd like to say that it's been a hell of a last couple weeks for us. We've had numerous restructurings and events occur back-to-back, it seems. What's been going on with my sister is primarily work-based but I won't say anything more as it's no one else's business. As for me, I recently purchased a new car which is very exciting, however the joy of this was tempered by a family emergency literally the very same night (everyone's fine now). So it's been a real rollercoaster ride, hence my absence, I sincerely apologize. Disclaimer: Our names are Marina (31 - author, narrator) and Alexa (30 - Took me to a poetry festival for our first date and we got so bored that we fucked in the bushes behind the main stage). Yes, we are actually sisters. No, we do **not** want your dick and/or feet pics, Christ. **All sexual acts were performed by fully consenting adults aged 18+. Remember, consent is sexy.** \--- Due to all the aforementioned events, my sister and I have unfortunately had very little time for intimacy. In spite of my wearing a white butt plug (our"butt plug code" for "please wake me up and ravage me") Alexa was clearly not feeling it, which is totally understandable given her situation. That said, I could tell our dry spell's been taking a toll on her as well. How, you may ask? Well, a pretty big clue came when our alarm went off -- the song of the morning being *Out of Touch* by Hall and Oates, and my sister's "getting up" groan sounded *oh-so-sexual*. I reached over to hit the alarm but she quickly rolled over and scootched up behind me, grinding against my ass. "Mmh, I like that song," she moaned as she reached around and pinched my left nipple, which did admittedly help quite a bit with waking me up. "Hah, I suppose I can keep it on for a bit longer..." I grinned, snuggling back into her. The warmth of her body made me feel so safe and loved. Okay, a little horny as well. Look, it's been about 3 days since either of us had gotten any. Which in any other context constitutes cruel and unusual punishment. I'd rather go without water for 3 days. I don't know how non-hypersexuals do it. Yesterday we spent ~~a half-hour~~ ~~a few hours~~ okay, literally the entire day playing videogames and watching movies and crap after work but never actually gotten around to doing the nasty much. We teased one another, then I had narcolepsy because *of course* I had narcolepsy. And when I pass out, I cannot give consent, so it's hands-off no questions asked. We'd not had sex for 2 days up until that point, and that was the third. And I'm sorry, but neither of us could take it any longer. We *had* to get off. And we had to do it today. It didn't exactly take long for Alexa to pick up what I was selling, because as soon as I backed up into her, I felt her lips gently kiss the back of my neck. Then the distinct soft, wet wonder of her tongue marking its territory right under my left ear, her tongue piercing tickling my earring with a satisfying little clinking noise. "Mmm, baby, it's early..." I groan, pretending like I'm not insanely turned on and I wasn't wearing the white tailed butt plug. "Yeah, so?" my sister cooed, raking her fingernails over the side of my body, "Oh don't even pretend like you're not turned on, I know you better than that..." "Hm... maybe..." I whispered. "Oh? What was that? You want me to check?" she teased in return before her hand traveled to my absurdly wet pussy, "Oooh... heh, you *are* turned on..." "Mmh..." I moaned as I manipulated her hand, gently rotating her loose fingers around my clit. I let her take it from there, and my left hand reached back and started gently scratching her thigh and ass. "God, I love you," I chirped, her middle finger ever so slightly testing the waters. She was being overly ginger with me on purpose. She knew damn well that she could rip off these sheets and go straight to fisting and I'd be all over that. But her touch was so soft and sensual at that moment, it was wonderful. I could've cuddled with her just passively teasing me for hours. As it turned out, it was only about 5 minutes before I couldn't take it anymore. I turned the music down a bit, now playing *Lights* by Journey, and turned over to look at my assailant's gorgeous face. Her amazing eyes shot holes right into mine and within seconds our tongues launched at one another like they were possessed. We crossed legs and made out for a cool half-hour, our session only broken by occasional licking of a neck, chin, or the biting of an ear. We rolled over several times, laughing and giggling a little as per usual, a particular highlight being when my sister rolled me on my back and shot her tongue out and in really fast, as if she was trying to bait me into catching it. And she accidentally hit my nose, which we just stopped what we were doing and started laughing hysterically without any other input. She fell into me, still giggling and cackling and totally naked and wet, before instantly stopping and making out again. As you do. "God, I need a shower..." my sister sighed in between kisses, checking the time as I licked her cheek. "Oh? Want some company?" I asked her, literally the most rhetorical question in the world. "Do I want comp- *duh*, what do you think?" she shook her head and pushed my shoulder, "God, you're incorrigible." "Oh, so you *don't* want company, then? Got it," I smiled. I think you can imagine what kind of smile. "Oh my God, Marina (our last name), you get your sexy white ass in that shower with me right now or I'm disowning you from the family." Her tone sounded *serious*. Oh boy. I *love* it when she gets serious. I hopped in the shower and it took us all of about 2 seconds before we were on the floor of the bathtub with our legs crossed over each other. Each of us had no fewer than 3 fingers deep inside one another as our tongues furiously battled for dominance over each other's mouths. At this point, we were still more or less just laughing and enjoying ourselves, not trying to get each other to cum just yet. That said, I can't deny that the scene wasn't at least as hot as the water we sprinkled on each other occasionally. In between makeout sessions, we did actually find the time to wash our hair and bodies, which I'm honestly amazed by, myself. Eventually, though, we did finally get out of the shower. Though not without leaving a proper snail trail of pussy juices in our wake. "Hey!" I squirmed, Alexa coming up behind me and groping my tits and I dried myself off with the towel, "Look, there's plenty of time for that, believe me." "I just realized something," she said in my right ear, "It's International Women's Day..." *Oh boy*. We picked a hell of a day to quit our dry spell. Of course I wasn't gonna let her have it that easy, and turned around and leaned against the countertop, drying off her body in kind. "Oh yeah?" I grinned, "Hm... we should do something to celebrate." "Oh... like what?" Alexa purred as I squeezed her gorgeous breasts through the towel. "Hmmm... well, you remember that tube of cookie dough?" I smiled. "Oh *what?!*" she recoiled back, "You're still butthurt over that?" "Oh my God, *duh*," I exclaimed, "You *stole* my half of the tube, fucking asshole." (She did actually steal my half of the tube, too. Yes, she's an asshole. No, I don't know why I still love her in spite of this heinous act.) "Aaagh, but it was so *good*!" she laughed before I smacked her on the shoulder, "Ow! Hey!" "YOU OWE ME COOKIE DOUGH YOU HAG." "I bought you a freaking pail of cookie dough ice cream the other day!" "Yeah but it's not the same, dammit!" I growled, "I swear to God, one of these days...!" "What?" she taunted, "Huh? What're you gonna do one of these days?" "God, fuck..." I shook my head in frustration. Just picture this for a second. My sister and I were literally making out and scissoring in the shower for a solid half-hour, then we dry each other off and tease one another, and now we're standing in front of the bathroom counter arguing over a tube of cookie dough. This is literally my life. It's a fucking reality TV show farce, I swear. I love it. Finally we managed to make our way to the couch. Still arguing, of course. "You know what you *can* do to repay me..." "What?" "Agree to the appointment already," I sneered. "What appoint- oh-OH. Oh, *that* appointment," she shuddered. "Just shut up and do it with me already, you pussy," I insisted. "No!" "PUSSY!" "I said I had to think about it!" she shouted at me. "Hello my name is Alexa and I am a PUSSY," I ridiculed her. "Yeah! Okay, I am! I'm scared of getting my clit pierced, okay?!" she shouted, "Are you happy now?" "Look, we read like a million articles online and they said the worst that'll happen is a prick, okay?" I shouted, "You literally have *never* had an issue with needles for as long as you've been alive." (Well okay, maybe not *that* long. Oh boy, the stories of her at the doctor once upon a time.) "Yeah but that's different, okay?!" And now *this* argument lasted for yet another 30 solid minutes. I literally got up, made myself a bowl of cookie dough ice cream, got distracted again, and it had totally melted into soup by the time we were done arguing. Over a fucking clitoral hood piercing. Truthfully we both do really want to get one, but there's just one very fundamental problem. No clitoral stimulation. For ***THREE WEEKS.*** Are you fucking *kidding me*?? We have to do anal and basic fingering and that's it for THAT LONG, I think the both of us are more terrified of that prospect. Fuck, I'm gonna be an absolute raging anxious mess. I legitimately think we've gotten each other (or ourselves) off via clitoral stimulation at least twice a week for over 10 years now. This was genuinely a super tall order. Remember, we're hypersexuals with hormone imbalances. But at the same time, sparkly clitty jewelry. <3 Ugh, it's such a horrible conundrum to be in. If anyone has a clitoral hood piercing please advise, thank you. We lack any FWBs with clit piercings to ask. It wasn't long before the conversation had totally shifted gears, of course, as ours usually do. "But think, you could hang a Christmas ornament there, too!" I started coughing from laughing so hard. It's a tradition that every year, Alexa hangs Christmas ornaments from her nipple piercings with little bells in them and walks around like that for some fucking reason. I don't know, okay? We're weird. "Oh! Oh, boy, or what about one of those pine air fresheners they put in cars?" she giggled. "Ohh yeah, yeah! Like 'Hey, I meant it when I said my pussy smells fresh,' hah!" "Or wait wait, I know, what if you put like a dreamcatcher or something on it?" "Or better yet, some wind chimes?" I was practically pissing myself laughing at this point. "Oh God yes, that'd be so dumb, I love it!" my sister cackled as we each stared at our bare pussies, contemplating what they'd look like with various holiday and/or garden ornaments hung from them. Our matching white pleated skirts only served as a potential barrier for a delivery we were expecting, in case we needed to get the door. Although our tight T-shirts did little to mask our rock-hard nipples, perked up from both the relative cold in the house as well as our ridiculous levels of horny. "God, that'd be... alright, *fine*... if you really want to, I'll get it done with you," she shook her head, her finger gently touching my clit. My leg left leg twitched a bit behind her, pulling her body closer to mine, and her left leg recirprocated as I pet her clit in turn. Yes, we do love scissoring. "Only if you want it, honey," I smiled, "You know I'll never force you into anything." "Yeah, I know," she laughed, "But *wind chime pussies*." "Hah! I can't wait," I giggled before looking down and petting her clit again, hard as a diamond from my touch. "God, I'm gonna miss petting this..." "Hey, it's only temporary," she reassured me, "And besides, we still have this." With that, she leaned in and French kissed me as good as she ever does. Our saliva was barely contained within our mouths as we played and fingered each other before we finally had enough. It was time to orgasm for the first time in 3 days. I pushed her down onto the couch, still laughing, and cooed, "Oh, I forgot how cute your pussy is." "*Hah!* Yeah, it's been a whil*aaaahhhh*..." I interrupted her with my tongue flicking it like mad. "Oh God yeah, *yeah, yeah Marina, aahhh*..." she groaned as I sucked and tugged on her kitty like I was trying to pull it off her. "Oh my God yes, sit on me, sit on me please...!" she begged. Oh boy, was I only too happy to oblige. I climbed up over top of her and planted my shaved pussy right in her face and she immediately got to work, her absolutely amazing tongue expertly dancing with my clit. My pussy was positively swollen and practically on fire with how sensitive it was. I swear, I felt like a fighter pilot pulling hard G's with all the blood flowing to my groin, it's like she was sucking the life force right out of me. The both of us had our mouths firmly tugging on each other's clits but as soon as I felt the vibrations of her voice as she neared orgasm, it sent me right over the edge. Our pussies both leaked thick, oily precum like a bad seal as we screamed with pleasure and started furiously rubbing each other hard. I absolutely *erupted* with cum all over my poor sister's face, sending her spiraling into Nirvana as well as she showered me with her warm, loving juices. It was breathtaking how much cum we both ejected, and just how far she fired hers, reaching all the way to the end table on the opposite end of the couch. After a solid minute of banging like pots and pans as we expelled our cum like it was piss, we finally died down and relaxed, thoroughly out of breath, our faces still lightly kissing each other's quivering kitties. It was amazing. She was amazing. "Ohhh... Oh God... God, that was so good..." she groaned, "You're the best sister I could ever ask for." "Likewise, babe," I closed my eyes and just tried to regain my senses a little. I feel like I blacked out from that orgasm for a couple seconds. "Now, about that appointment..." "Oh my *GOD!"* she shouted, suddenly throwing me off her wet, sweaty body. And just like that, our argument started again. This time, it only lasted about 2 minutes before my sister and I took turns eating each other out on the couch until we came again, twice apiece. We set the appointment for this weekend. God help us.

Lunch Time Creampie - work FWB stories part 2 of 3 [MF]

Hey everyone, back again with the next of the sex stories I have with my co-worker, Kristy. For those joining for the first time, [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/11lk16v/i_30m_and_my_milf_coworker_53f_turned_into/) is my first story about myself and Kristy. For the TL;DR I kept my eyes a bit too long on my divorced MILF co-worker's ass and she liked it enough to start fucking each other. Now that we are all caught up, ever since that initial moment, Kristy and I would have sex a few times a month, up to a few times a week. We kept it very casual, not trying to get at it every night, but if one or the other had a craving that they just couldn't shake, we'd help each other out. For the most part we kept it to the weekends, just thinking it was easier to stay on top of and more inconspicuous, but a few times we had to pounce on each other after work, with one catching up to the other if our work day hours were different. &#x200B; Well, one fateful day, that craving became a bit more powerful than usual. I'm at work, going about my usual, treating patients and the whatnot, and I feel a notification from my watch. Not unheard of, besides the regular emails, texts from friends, espn notifications, etc, our work uses Slack to notify us of schedule changes, visit issues, yada yada, etc, you all don't care, you want the sex part. &#x200B; Well I look at my watch and I see that Kristy texted me. Now, this is odd, because not that she hasn't messaged me at work, but it's almost always been through Slack regarding a patient case. I don't have my watch set to read, so I pull my phone out and read her text. Now this was a few months ago, so I'm mostly paraphrasing what is being said at this point, but basically the conversation went as follows: &#x200B; "I don't know what is happening but I am craving your cock real bad" &#x200B; Taken aback reading this mid day, I replied "Well, it has been almost 2 weeks since we last went at it, and truth be told I have been missing your ass pretty bad. Guess I know what we are doing after work." &#x200B; "No, no, I don't think I can wait that long. Idk why I am so wild" &#x200B; "Wait, really? I mean, it's really early in the day still." &#x200B; "I know, I don't know what it is but it is so distracting, my pussy is aching thinking about it. I can't focus at all to patient conversations or think about treating!" &#x200B; At this point I look at my watch and see we have less than 2 hours until lunch. "Do you want to have a quickie during lunch?" I ask, moving into uncharted territory. &#x200B; "You want to do it during lunch?", she asks. "Well, if you are having such a hard time concentrating, we might as well see what we can do. Even if it's me eating you out just to get it out of your system we should have enough time for that." I reply. "No. I need your dick. I won't have anything less." Now I am beginning to feel my dick starting to wake up. "Alright then, I'll make sure you get all my dick then. My apartment is closer, we can rush there right at lunch and try to satisfy this craving as much as we can" &#x200B; It was a deal. And now I had the toughest near 2 hours of work of my life trying not to think of me bending my co-worker over during my lunch break and keeping my boner in check. Also figuring out we could actually pull this off. Normally, its about a 15min way from work to my apartment, not including getting in and out of buildings. Not a huge amount of time to get it all going and done with, no matter how excited we are. If we can catch the bus, it's only 5min, giving us much more time, but it's a tough gamble. I try and play it cool and go about the rest of the morning, as if I wasn't about to rail my co worker over my lunch break. The time finally came up, we mentioned we were running out to grab a bite and will be back before the next patient. &#x200B; Well some higher power really wanted us to fuck because as soon as we stepped out the building a bus was only a block away. We run over to the stop, hop on, and take a seat. Kristy takes her phone out and begins typing, with a moment later I find out she was texting me: "I can't believe we are doing this! I mean, it is exciting but so scandalous!". I smile and glance over after reading her text, typing back "I mean, it can't be that much different than the fact we do this after work regularly." I look over and see her shake her head as she smiles, "going during daylight and lunch while working is completely different". &#x200B; I chuckle and push my knee into her leg in a playful way. Kristy keeps an eye on her knee for a moment, bites her lip and shaking her head, before going back to her phone. &#x200B; "Hey." Curious, as we were already talking and I was sitting right next to her. "Here's a little something to get you going a little more". Now I am really curious, as I see the text bubbles loading her next message. And then they arrive. 3 photos of Kristy, in different levels of clothing. &#x200B; The first was a selfie of her in a lace bra, simple yet attractive. &#x200B; The next was her now topless from said bra, mirror behind her, in a yogi squat/sit with a dainty thong on, showing off her ass. &#x200B; The final photo was an absolute killer, with Kristy in a [goddess pose](https://bod-blog-assets.prod.cd.beachbodyondemand.com/bod-blog/wp-content/uploads/2018/06/goddess-pose-yoga.jpg), complete nude, showing off her pussy in the reflection. &#x200B; I turn to face Kristy, seeing that devilishly sexy smile and the naughty glow in her eyes. She turns back to her phone and texts "I did those last weekend but it has been so long since I sent a nude I was getting nervous at the idea." Having sex for nearly 2 months with this women and she still finds ways to blow my mind. I text back, "well if I wasn't painfully hard before, I am now". I look over to see Kristy's eyes widen a bit as she bites her lip, adjusting her legs "well I can't wait to take care of that for you." &#x200B; We get to my stop and we walk as fast and as calmly as possible up to my apartment. As soon as we walk in, it was game on. We made it to our goal with just under 50min to spare, it was time to reward ourselves. We begin making out hard, hands flying all over each other. I work my way up to her tits, pulling her top off in the process, however Kristy breaks away from the kiss and says "we still don't have a lot of time, let's try and make this as simple as possible, no clothes off." I agree and begin working at my zipper, pulling my already throbbing cock out. "Well, I'm ready to go then." Kristy smiles, leans in to kiss me and give me a quick jerk at the same time, and then turns around and pulls her pants down to present me her wonderful ass. &#x200B; She clearly wasn't lying that sex had been on her mind all morning as I slid in as easily as I could have. Now time was of the essence, and after going at it with each other for the better part of 2 months, we both knew what worked to get the other off easier and quicker: our favorite positions, what movement works better than others, where we do like additional fingers, etc. While Kristy's favorite position was not available due to being clothed, I could do the next best thing: tease her asshole with my thumb, give it pressure and light brushes as I thrusted into her. It was the right idea because her usually rhythmic pulsing/tensing of her vagina became erratic as she moaned, with a quiver of her legs to soon follow. &#x200B; She tried to get back into rhythm, letting me push through her tightening vagina before relaxing and letting me fully fill her, but her effort wasn't necessary as I was soon getting ready to cum. Between the epiphany of Kristy being horny as all hell while at work mixed with sex during the work day, and her photos, the anticipation gave me quite the head start on my pleasure. I start to slow my pace down, becoming very deliberate and almost forceful with my thrusts. Besides enjoying how her ass bounces with each thrust, it was as sign I was nearing cuming due to trying to get every inch of my dick to feel her pussy. &#x200B; Instead of sliding away from me and turning to take my load in her mouth, Kristy turned to me and said "cum inside me. I want you to finish in me." I nearly pulled out there before realizing, "Right, menopause. This woman is truly amazing", and began to accelerate a bit more to feed into the surge I felt building at the tip before releasing it all inside Kristy, having her moan as she felt my final thrust go deep in. It felt euphoric how good it was in the moment, to let it finish how it did from how it all started. &#x200B; I step away from Kristy, seeing my cum begin to drip at the edge of her pussy, to find a paper towel to wipe my dick off, I realize we were only at it for less than 5min. Really built ourselves a bit much for it to finish so quickly. And we were worried about time. &#x200B; I turn back to Kristy to tell her this revelation and see she is finishing taking her top off, with her bottoms already on the ground. "What happened to 'as simple as possible'?" I asked. "Well, seeing as how much time we have left over," Kristy winks at me, "I need to rinse you out of me". That line alone damn near got my boner back, but before I could start taking my shirt off to join her Kristy said, "Don't push your luck. Im just cleaning off, we really don't have that much time to work with. We might actually be able to get some lunch. Save some of that for later", as she walked away into my bathroom, seeing that ass sway as she did. &#x200B; She was right, and I'm glad we did indirectly decide on later, as once we got back to work, it was my turn to feel insatiable due to the thought that my co-worker I just fucked is walking around the clinic, with other co-workers and patients a like not realizing what had happened. Even though she cleaned her self off, the thought of my semen rolling down her leg was driving my insane. &#x200B; So that wraps it up for part 2. I got one more in store to share with my sex life with Kristy that will be coming soonish.

The Invasion: War Time Hell [F 19/M+18-55] [Rape][Humil][Bondage][Anal][Torture][Viol][ws]

Katie rushed home, the college releasing them early, though they didn't say why. The last few years had been rough but for their corner of the world the war hadn't come. At least not too close. Of course, there was the rationing and curfews. The homes and building were beginning to fall into disrepair, the materials needed simply not available. The men and boys that were military age were drafted off to fight. Day to day life largely continued as normal. As she ran home, there was a flurry of activity throughout the town like she had never seen. Her plaid knee length wool skirt swished with each hurried step, the 19-year-old getting nervous. They had managed to get travel documents for her mother and 2 younger sisters last year, getting them far away from here. Katie was left with her dad, the two of them hoping the end would come soon. Katie attended the local college, studying nursing and volunteering at the clinic. As she came in the door, the warning sirens blared across town. Her dad grabbed her hand and they headed to the basement. He held her tight, comforting her as they wondered what was happening. Time stood still as they waited. Finally, all clear sounded and they headed back upstairs. He poured her a glass of milk and kissed her on the top of the head before going to the window and peeking out. "KATIE!..." he didn't get the next part out as the door was kicked in, splintering at the hinges. Katie froze, watching 15 soldiers storm into their house. One of them raised the butt of his rifle and cracked her father over the head, leaving a bloody gash as he slumped to the floor. Another came to Katie and pointed the rifle at her. She sobbed, tears flowing down her cheeks as she looked around the room and looked down at her father. Two of the men stayed in the kitchen as the others spread around the house. They weren’t much older than her. Their boots caked in dried mud; their uniforms were threadbare and filthy. Practically stiff from the layers of dirt and sweat salt. She could hear the others tearing apart their home, furniture crashing and objects being thrown about, looking for anything or anyone. She had no idea how long they were at it. A few of the men returned to the kitchen, the others still going through the house. They picked her father up and set him in a chair. A few lengths of rope and he was bound tight. The rest of the men trickled in, crowding their small kitchen. Her dad started to stir. Someone walked into the door, Katie didn't know enough about the markings on their uniform, but he seemed like he was in charge. Around 45, 50, nearly as old as her father. He had flecks of grey in his short cut hair and fine wrinkles across his face. One of the men walked up to him, "Just these two. House is clear. There's 3 bedrooms upstairs and the basement. Should be a good spot to house 3 of the squads. Plenty of food in the basement." The one in charge nodded and looked around. Through the doorway, Katie could see other soldiers outside. Some smoking, others sipping from canteens or eating ration bars. "Good job, I'll set Bravo and Fox platoons on security and perimeter. You guys have 4 hours to rest up, grab some chow." he glanced at Katie, eyeing the girl sitting amongst them. "Maybe take some time for a morale boost..." he laughed sadistically before walking off. Before Katie knew what was happening two of the men grabbed her under the arms and lifted her off the chair. She screamed and kicked but was powerless against their strong grasp. Another man quickly cleared off the large wooden table and Katie was pinned roughly on her back. She screamed in pain as her arms were pulled hard above her head. Her back arched as she tried to buck and fight in their grasp. Her legs flailed wildly. She felt herself get one. A flurry of obscenities filled the room as he doubled over. One of the men came over angerly and yanked her by her hair. He bounced her head off the table, leaving her stunned and dazed as she saw stars. Another punched her hard in the stomach, leaving her gasping for air. It was enough to take the fight out of her. She whimpered, pleading weakly as she looked around at the men surrounding the table. Their faces were rough, smeared with dirt and heavy beards. The room reeked of stale body odor from men who hadn't bathed in weeks. Their hands were dirty with dirt, grease, and gun oil. Four of the men pulled combat knives off their belts and made quick work of her clothes. She bucked and pulled against their grasp, crying and screaming as her body was bared to the men. The only thing they left were the tights she had worn under her skirt. She was lifted up and several pairs of hands tore them from her Several hands began to explore her, groping her small breasts. The dirt and grease on their hands marked her fair, smooth skin as they molested her. "None of us have had good pussy for the last 6 months. You are going to be the sorest piece of ass around here." They laughed sadistically, eying the naked young woman like she was a doe amongst wolves. She was picked up off the table, her father watching helpless as her naked body was carried upstairs. Katie was thrown roughly on the bed in her father’s room. Coarse rope cut into her wrists as she was bound, the 2 lengths tied tight to the corners of the bed frame. Her legs were pulled apart, more rope binding her ankles and pulling her taut as she was secured to the other corners of the bed frame. Katie's dad could hear her pleading and crying just upstairs. The men were loudly arguing about who got to go first this time, a line snaking down the stairs from the bedroom and crowding the kitchen. Questions of rank, seniority and other merits were argued amongst the group. One finally got the attention of the men as Katie lay there sobbing, pleading weakly for them to spare her. A pack of cards was produced. She could hear them shuffling the deck. "High Card gets the bitch first; the rest follow in order. We'll draw for her ass later." the men were laughing sadistically as the deck was passed around and the men drew their lot. One of the soldiers, the lucky one, unzipped, taking his place on the bed between her legs. Her father began sobbing, his stomach in knots feeling sick as her tortured screams echoed through the house. The bed springs creaking with each violation. "I love this shit...best pussy is these tight, coed bitches. Too bad she didn't have a sister to share the love..." the men laughed, continuing to molest her as their comrade enjoyed his fun. She could smell his foul breath and feel the filth on his uniform. There was no break for her, as one finished another was eager to take his place. The sweat beading on their foreheads as they made their exertions dripped on her face with each thrust. As the men finished, they would go downstairs and outside, lighting a cigarette while a new man came into the room waiting his turn. She had no idea how long it had been or how many, but she felt the ropes at her ankles loosen. She was picked up off the bed and carried downstairs. The men took her outside, a few had already taken the kitchen table out to the front yard. She was turned over, onto her stomach, bent over the table. Her legs were quickly bound to the table legs. She could hear the pack of cards shuffling again, the men drawing lots for the next round. They wasted no time renewing their assault as the first man began to sodomize her. She could feel herself begin to tear, the worst pain she had ever experienced. Her head spun, dizzy, as her eyes rolled back. Katie blacked out from the pain. She had no idea how long she was out, only that she was still bound to the table. She screamed hearing a gunshot close by, fearing the worst and pleading for her father. “THAT’s ENOUGH FOR TODAY!” a man barked, taking charge of the frenzied lust. The crowd began to dissipate. Katie found herself cut loose as two of the men lifted her off the table. She was taken to the side of the house and told to put her hands against the wall. She jumped as the cold water from the garden hose kissed her skin. She jumped again feeling a cloth and soap, one of the soldiers scrubbing and washing her. For a minute she felt some relief, before realizing that they were simply maintaining their equipment after a day of hard use. She was dragged naked and wet back into the house. Someone had procured a chain and lock. She was taken to closet. A few tools had made quick work of making a point to run the chain, looping it around an ankle and locking it. They tossed in a few bottles of water, 4 pieces of bread and a bowl of rice before closing the door, leaving her in the dark. She wolfed the food down and guzzled a bottle of water before breaking down in sobs. She hadn’t seen her father when they had dragged her back in, wondering where he was. She could hear them moving into the house, fighting for space. No shortage of horrid and crass comments about “the bitch”. She slept in fits, the nightmares of the day jolting her awake. She had to pee but had no idea what to do, resigning herself to curl up into a ball and simply go. Falling back asleep cold in her own puddle of piss. The door flew open, the light blinding her. “Someone made a mess…better clean that up.” They laughed sadistically. She was confused, until one of them grabbed her by the hair and pushed her face in the puddle. Just like one would do housebreaking a new puppy. “Go on, clean it up…” he barked. She tentatively stuck her tongue out and licked gingerly, face red as the men slapped at her bare, exposed ass. “Faster!” finally they unlocked her. Again, she was taking to the side of the house and the hose turned on her. They dragged her back into the house, into the kitchen. They tossed a metal bowl on the floor, filled with what looked like oatmeal. She was shoved to the ground. “Eat up bitch…” they laughed. She wolfed down the gruel, bland and tasteless. But it was something. She was picked up. They had brought the table back inside and she was bent over once again. The ropes cutting into her already raw flesh. They checked to make sure she was secured tight and left her there. Soon Katie heard voices, it was hard to see the men. “You’re the first group? Good, you have 2 hours. Clean it up when you’re done for the next group. Feed the bitch something, it gets an hour break. Don’t fuck it up too bad, we want everything to get a morale boost.” He laughed and walked off. Unknown to Katie, they had set a schedule for her assaults. No more than 30 a day, broken into 4 groups. The men began. Unlike the day before, it was much more ordered. Almost nothing said between the men as they each enjoyed their turns and the time allotted them. It was ordered and disciplined, as one would expect of any other military activity. She simply sobbed, wincing when something hurt or they were a bit too rough. She simply took it, no other choice. When their allotted time was finished, she felt the ropes loosen. She was taken back out to the side of the house and bathed again. They dragged her inside, tossing her another bar of water and a ration bar. Katie endured the brutal routine for the next 2 days. The fourth day they dragged her out of the closet and took her out back to her dad’s shed. They had thrown a rope over the rafter. They bound her wrists and with a quick yank, pulled her until her tip toes barely touched the concrete. Katie whimpered, wondering what they had planned. One of the soldiers stepped up, holding up the kitchen timer from her house. “It’s your lucky day, we’re going to play a game…” he grinned wickedly as the others laughed. “You get one hour. If you tap out before the hour, we’re going to keep raping you today. If you want to sleep all day, you have to last the hour. Understood?” Katie nodded meekly, already broken and little more than a shell of what she had been. Katie’s mind raced, wondering what they had in store when her skin stung and burn from the makeshift flog, they had made with a collection of electric cords. She cried out in pain as the tears washed over her cheeks. Tick tick tick tick the timer teased her as tried to will herself to make it through. The air was thick and heavy with cigar and cigarette smoke. As the man continued to whip her, the others began to burn her with the cigarettes. Putting them out on her soft breasts, her inner thighs. She howled in pain, her screams like a wounded animal. Still, she persisted, wanting to make it through and be spared a day. Just one hour, her mind screamed, trying to find any strength still left in here. She was relieved when the flogging stopped, breathing deeply and wondering how much longer she had to go. One of them yanked her head back sharply by her hair. She was wide eyed, wondering what they had planned. One stepped forward with something shiny in his hand. She screamed when she recognized her dad’s staple gun. “Pll-ll-eas-se….” she begged, sobbing as her mind raced. He pressed it against her breast as she whimpered, then pulled the handle. She nearly blacked out from the pain as the first staple pierced her soft flesh. He was quick with the next, and the next. It was clear he was working to pierce a ring of staples around her breast. The girl screaming and bucking as she writhed in pain. By the sixth, as small trickles of blood ran down her fair skin, Katie couldn’t take any more. “I QUIT…I QUIT….I QUIT!” she pleaded. As they began to pull the staples out with pliers, they laughed at her plight. “Shame…just 10 more minutes…”. She was dragged back to the house and her day continued. The next day she was dragged back to the shed, this time kept flat footed and bent at the waist. Her arms pulled back and wrists bound, the rope pulled just right over the rafter to keep her in place. A makeshift spreader bar was fashioned from a broom stick and some rope, keeping legs apart. “Same deal, bitch…” one said, setting the timer. Once again, they started with the whipping, focusing on her bare ass as perfect red welts grew from her pale skin. She took deep breaths between the sobs, trying to find a place in her mind to escape. The illusion of hope and some modicum of relief drove her to accept the physical abuse and find the will to endure it. If she could just make it, she could rest today. The whipping stopped and she knew the worst was to come. One of them stood in front of her. She screamed when she saw what they intended. In his hand was a 14” metal pipe, about 1” in diameter. He brought it close, letting her see the marks made in marker. Each inch marked. “If you take half and last the remaining amount of time, we’ll let you rest today…”. She felt something against her ass and tensed. The men had looted the local pharmacy and were busy sodomizing her with a bottle of lube, squirting the liquid inside her with each thrust. It ran down her thighs, her skin slick and glistening. The poured another bottle over the end of the pipe and stepped behind her. The jagged metal cut into her as they began to violently sodomize her. One hand on her hip. Another hand pulling her head back by her hair. She screamed with each inch as they forced it on her; they laughed sadistically. She felt herself getting dizzy, her vision hazy. When she woke up, she was confused. Her mind in a fog. As she tried to stretch, she felt the coarse rope cutting into her and quickly realized she was in a familiar place, bound over the table. The familiar thrusts of a new assault. She cried softly, truly broken. She had no idea if she had “won” and what they had done to her while she was blacked out. She could feel the sting and pain, her rectum burning from the violent and brutal assault in the shed. She knew now they had complete control and advantage over her. There was no escaping this hell.

Hot neighbor. Threesome is interesting. Part 5

Once I again went to Michelle. At first we just talked. Then they drank wine. I got a good blowjob from Michelle. Then she asked to fuck her in the ass. I gladly did it. The neighbor did not use anal plugs much. So the butt was pretty tight. She prepared ahead of time. I still finished Michelle in the mouth. She loved sperm. Then we lay down and rested. And then Michelle asked if I had a reliable friend. She offered a threesome. \- Alena, I haven't fucked two boys at once for so long. I want to be roasted properly on a spit. I promised to think. The idea was interesting. The next day I spoke with my friend Jean. He was 1 year older than me, he was 19. I could only trust him in such a matter. I didn't want anyone else to know about it. Jean knew how to keep secrets. One evening we came to Michelle's. We took a shower and lay down on the bed waiting for Michelle. Soon she appeared. Jean even salivated. Michelle looked very impressive. Without further ado, Michelle lay down between us. She stroked our dicks and took turns sucking. Jean was confused at first. But then he closed his eyes and began to enjoy. Feeling that our dicks are hard enough, Michelle got into a doggy position \- Boys, now roast me on a spit like a young whore. I suggested that Jean use Michel's mouth, and I came up behind. Michelle's labia moistened, opened up and was invited inside. Michelle from behind looked very exciting. Michelle's pussy was so beautiful. I haven't seen these yet. Michelle's labia were perfectly even and seemed to be asking: first kiss us. I was so excited that at first I kissed the pussy, licked the labia and the clitoris a little, and only then inserted my penis. This did not escape Michelle. She shook her hips in satisfaction. And the good fuck began. Jean and I rocked Michelle like a boat, back and forth, and then moved towards each other. It was amazing. Michelle moaned sweetly. Then she jerked her hips and finished. At that moment, Jean also finished. He stepped aside. Michelle stuck out her tongue. I already knew my neighbor well and guessed what she was waiting for. I came on her tongue and mouth. Michelle swallowed everything with gusto. \- Boys, this is so wonderful. Young sperm is so delicious. Girlfriends say that young sperm rejuvenates a woman. Lie down, I'll take care of you. Are you limited to one time? I want a few more times We went to bed. Michelle licked our balls, sucked our dicks. Soon they were standing again. This time I fucked Michelle in the mouth and Jean in the pussy. The second time we fucked longer. Michelle managed to experience 2 orgasms. I felt it when Michelle bit me on the head of my cock in a fit of passion. But she managed to unclench her teeth in time. Otherwise there would be stripes. What a hot bitch. After a short break and a glass of red wine, we had sex for the third time. It was a wonderful evening. We really enjoyed. How happy Michelle was. She really looked 10 years younger. What a wonderful woman she is, my neighbor.

[M/S] [S/b] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 417. A debauched and accomplished New Year's Eve.

A bit inebriated. I sat in the back seat of an Uber, wearing a form-fitting burgundy dress and sparkling diamond and white gold jewelry. My yammy was filled with the seed of both of my sons and I was unsure whether or not I really wanted to attend a party. Had I stayed home I would have the house to myself to enjoy the peace and quiet, but I had a goal tonight. It was after eleven pm when I walked in and donned a smile, greeting people as I socialized. I greeted Pat and Lynn and kept a close eye on them both. The champaign flowed and I had more than I planned to but still had my wits about me. At 11:40, I excused myself from the gentleman who was chatting me up and I got Pat's attention. With a cigarette between my fingers, I nodded toward a side door. He followed me anxiously but gave me a light. Upon checking my watch, I had only fifteen minutes until midnight, so I had to move quickly. I whispered, "I have to tell you something." As his ear neared my lips, I kissed it. Noone could see me perversely corrupting my half-brother. He froze and my free hand grabbed his engorged cock over his khakis, and I fondled it hard and skillfully. Through a wicked smile I asked, "Would you like a cigarette?" He desperately tried not to moan as I kissed his ear and played with his dick. I pulled his head down as he attempted to look around, but I insisted no one could see. It was imperative that he concentrate and let himself lose control. "Maybe your little sister should suck this big dick" I hissed. That was enough to finally push him over the edge and he came forcefully into his khaki pants, leaving a large visible stain. I wanted to giggle but handed him my purse and said, "Cover it with this and go to the bathroom to clean up." Nearly panicked, he went inside to find a restroom. Walking as fast as I could I got to the ballroom with two minutes to find Lynn. When I spotted her, she was standing, looking incredibly sexy in a black gown and holding a glass of champaign. I snatched a full glass off of the bar and stood next to her as the count was beginning while smiling and looking into the other's eyes. My heart pounded and I watched her lips in the loud room. She shouted "Four...three...two...one...Happy New..." I pulled her to me and kissed her. Our mouths opened and her tongue found mine. We kissed like lovers for about ten seconds, and she pulled my tits against hers, before we stopped and hugged. Around us, everyone was wishing good luck to everyone else, and we joined them. I slipped away into the crowd and found Pat as he exited the restroom. He looked embarrassed but I wished him luck, kissed his cheek, took my purse and vanished from the building into one of the waiting taxis. I am still atingle thinking about Lynn and her nimble tongue. **My sons are 22 and 27. I understand you may not agree with my lifestyle, but I am not asking you to imitate it.**

[MF] The time I [M21] fingered my gf [F21] to orgasm with her friends right next to us unaware

This is a story from a while back so I'll try to pen down as much as I can recall. Also English isn't my first language so if there are any mistakes please let me know :) So a few weeks after [the first time I made her squirt](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/117tizb/mf_the_time_when_i_m_21_made_my_then_gf_f_21/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button), me her and a few of her friends were hanging out at a bar. By then I was very comfortable with their friends and they were with me so we all were having a good time. Even my gf, who's usually a shy silent person was dancing and singing her heart out. It was refreshing to see her that way, all cheerful and happy and glee. It was time for the bar to close so we booked a room to take the party upstairs. None of us had any plans to sleep that night so we checked in to the room, played loud music and went on with the dancing. But after a while we started to get tired so we all sat down on the floor next to the bed, turning off the lights and lighting up a candle we had bought (yeah we're always prepared for a nightout), opened the bottles we had bought from the bar and sang a few songs, told a few stories, basically a typical slow night out. Not too long later my gf said she's feeling sleepy and climbed onto the bed. I joined her and put my arm around her pulling her to me to just cuddle her to sleep, pulling the blanket over us. The bed is slightly elevated and the rest of them are on the floor so they won't be able to see us straightaway, but just peeking their head up would give a clear view of the sheets. She was squirming a bit amd I pulled her closer to me pressing my hand all over her back. She started to breathe harder, took my hand and brushed it on her waist. I realised this was her signal for me to play with her. I pressed my hand on her waist pinching it harder a I could see her eyes closed and her heart lips open in that low candle light. I caressed my fingers softly moving it up until I reached the hem of her bra. I reached to the back, unhooked it and loosened the bra in the shirt. I took her hard nipples in my fingers and started to play with them, pulling them hard and rubbing them. She was biting her lips and breathing really hard shaking on the bed. I grabbed her tits really hard digging my fingers in it and she gave out a soft moan. Worried that we might be caught I looked over the bed to them but they were still in their own zone oblivious to us. I looked into my gf's eyes grinning, how exciting it is to be doing this with them next to us without getting caught. And I could see her eyes filled with lust and hunger for more. She took my right hand from her tits and pushed it inside her pants, moaning softly as she did. I brushed her thighs and touched her pussy through her panties feeling it soaked already. I put my hands inside her panties and felt her pubic hairs brush on my fingers. "You haven't shaved your pussy? You dirty girl" I whispered in her ear slapping her pussy "Fuck! Yes I'm a dirty girl today" She whispered back I brushed her pussy lips feeling her pussy get really wet on my fingers. I circled around her pussy and move a little up touching her clit. She bit her lips trying to control her moans as I rubbed her clit. She was rocking her pussy on my hand and moaning hard between her bit lips as I went faster on her clit. She moved her head to my shoulder and bit my hand to contain her moans as I pushed my middle finger in her pussy. I rubbed it a few times before finding a soft spot in her pussy - her G spot. I touched it once and she closed her eyes biting really hard on my hand. "Ouch! Careful" I said kissing her as I started rubbing her G spot. She kept moaning as she bit my lips and shaking really hard closing her eyes. I took my finger out and rubbed her clit before going back to her G spot. I alternated between her G spot and her clit for a while with my left hand now playing with her tits. "Fuck I'm gonna come" She says kissing me hard. I keep rubbing her pussy and kissing her as I feel her pussy pulsating hard. I take out my fingers as she cums. I kiss her and let her relax as she puts her head on my chest and drifts off to sleep. I look away from the bed as the floor and nope, they still have no idea what just happened.

[M/S] How our relationship happened

[M/S] How Mom and I's Incestual Relationship Happened So this is a prequel to a post I made called “\[M/S\] I got my mom pregnant 2 years ago”And a lot of people were wondering “how it happened” Although I did go into it, I guess some people wanted the sexy detail. And I will try my best to relay the information, this will also be my last post about it. The other post was meant to connect with a different subreddit that banned me… speaking of which, I will say I don’t advocate for incestial pregnancy. My case happened by accident and I don’t think incest pregnancy should be… desired for. But apparently my last post had that vibe, so fair warning. So I was attracted to my mom. It was light… I just thought her ass looked nice in jeans. I was a bit of a shy boy so I didn’t go out much. So I communicated with my mom most of my time. And that led to me wanting to ‘touch’ her ass. I don’t know why, but I personally think placing a hand on someone you desire’s ass is sexy. And that desire grew. I told my mom about it. The conversation wasn’t anything fantasy of nature. She didn’t become wet and become nude. I didn’t then show my boner and she took out her tits and let me fuck. She and I had a conversation that went… decent? She wasn’t freaked out, but was weirded out. It’s probably not easy hearing your son talk about his attraction towards you. But for that day that was that.Now… to get to why I never made a “how I got my mom pregnant”... the process was slow. It would be painful if I was documenting it daily (at that time I wasn’t really on reddit…). So the events I will describe will be in the course of one year. In one year I went from confessing to my mom I find her attractive and desirable to sex. And I hate to say… the sex wasn’t sexy in standards of what I have seen here. She didn’t gobble my dick. She didn’t become a total slut.Instead what happened was I kept the conversation to my mom. Some days she didn’t talk about it, but it started one sided. I mentioned my feelings to her and she didn’t respond. And when she did, it was mostly conversing why it couldn’t happen. I began to realize she was worried I was gonna be… extremely reckless… I was gonna have sex with her… maybe boast… maybe do other stuff. So I needed to built trust. So I did. It wasn’t easy. It does take a lot to say “mom, I don’t desire you badly, but if I did have you, I wouldn’t tell anyone and… etc.” But I did built on that and suddenly she began to talk to me about incest. Saying her curiosities. In short… she had a friend who was touched by cousins and my mom questioned at one point. That led to conversation and the next thing I know… she was talking to me about how we should do this incest relationship… Around the time she was agreeing with me. The touching began. I basically got my dream… I got to put my hand in her ass. And for a while it was that. She was in the kitchen, I would walk over and grope her ass. She was seeing herself in the mirror, I could grope her ass. I also made the effort for if she got into video calls, I wouldn’t do anything. Risk in public or video call (?) isn’t our kink and I wanted her to trust me. To avoid too much specific detail cause it would be the same. It went from groping her ass to tits to kissing her neck to kissing to making out. All of this was her being hesitant or downright turning me down to she was kissing me back and she was initiating making out. This led to the first time we had sex. It wasn’t like she got naked horned up and oily and we both prepped. We both were making out (her after work). And she was wearing loose clothing. And well I could skim that off and I was always shirtless when she got home from work. The next thing you know, we were missionary and I was kissing her neck while penetrating her. After we finished… we had the biggest post-nut clarity. Luckily we talked it out. My mom knew we crossed the line long ago and this was inevitable, but promised me to keep my promise of not telling anyone that knows us. It took a while, but soon we had sex every 3 day (and that’s being generous). Did we do kinky stuff. Mom sometimes wore lingerie… One time I smacked my dick onto her face after I gave her a facial… and I smacked her ass after sex with pride. Our sex life is vanilla… and that’s okay. Honestly it kept us sane. Then the baby events happened and that’s a detail on it’s own.So this is it lol. This is the detail I could put into words. Not good at this stuff, so excuse me if it’s not detailed.… That’s the end, but some other FAQs came up and to answer them. Mom and I are not planning a second baby, first baby stressed us. It won’t happen again Mom does not regret our relationship -anymore-, she only regrets getting pregnant the way she did Mom and I think incest is wrong if consenting adults are not involved (and other too specific scenario that I can’t answer in a sentence). And one thing I do want to say is that although I never mentioned the posts I made to her, I did have a conversation about our incestual relationship. It boiled down to ‘if we can’t hide it… we won’t continue (aka when the baby grows up).’ and mom said hindsight on the way I handled the pregnancy and baby so far… and if I was done with college… mom would have let me get her pregnant once though it was flirty banter i but I already did so can’t happen again lol.

I [F20] let my FWB cum into my protein shake as a dare

The other night I was chatting with a guy [M32] I’m currently sleeping with and we got onto the topic of spitting or swallowing. I’ve always enjoyed swallowing but he was telling me about a few girls that he had been with in the past that didn’t enjoy the taste of cum. As I joke I mentioned that I only like to drink it for protein, anyway he dared me to let him cum in my protein shake. I didn’t have any issues with this, I actually found it kind of hot. I end up jerking him off into my shaker the next morning and headed to the gym. I actually couldn’t taste his cum mixed in with my vanilla protein, but I still found the whole experience really sexy.

[F/d] I(53) saw my daughter(32) after breastfeeding Update 13

I considered taking down the last update but I'm going to leave it up. Emotions were really high, this new relationship with my daughter is very strange and different than anything either of us have experienced before. Haley's baby fever passed. It was rough and she was trying to rationalize it and I was trying not to be mean and tell her flat out No. We talked a lot about it. I think she still has a lot of understandable resentment towards her ex. He has another child already and Haley being pregnant again would have been a big middle finger to him and saying "see I can have another baby too." The end of that marriage was really tough on my daughter. On my side I don't want a kid at my age and there are health risks with inbreeding. We can't be open with our relationship, how could we raise a child like that. We're doing better now, still very in love. We fuck then eat together in bed during my lunch breaks. I can't remember the last time I slept in my bed. So I suppose my old bedroom is a guest room since me and Haley spend every night together now. Our furnace is working overtime to keep the house hot so Haley can still parade around in her underwear, she loves teasing me with her body. She had a pink bra and thong on all day yesterday, I worship every curve of that body. My ACL is healing, no problems. Doctor said things are looking good and rehab is going well too. I'm healing faster than most guys my age so that was great news. It's frustrating still being so limited in the bedroom but we make it work. Be relieved when I can fuck Haley how I want and show her how much I love that perfect body. I think its boring but some of you have been asking me to post more about our day to day stuff. I'll try to post more frequently. Just wanted to get this out so you know we're doing much better recently.

[F] I fucked with my brother’s bestfriend from childhood

When I was a kid I went to the same school as my brother and he had a best friend who I got along with but I didn't know at that time that he was crazy about me. Ten years ago I saw him again because he started working in the same restaurant as me and we started talking again. One day he invited me to go for a drink at his place and I accepted but nothing crazy happened, we were just a little bit drunk at one point and it got out of hand, we kissed but nothing more. Then he became a couple and we stopped talking but it didn't last long... I received a message from him saying "I'm single, let's meet tomorrow at 8pm at my place" I thought about it for a long time and I thought it was an opportunity to have a little fun so I accepted. We met and we fucked like dogs all night long, I was super excited, wet and I couldn't stop screaming. I loved that night so much that we became sex friends and we started to film our lovemaking 🥵😸

[cm/cf] I think I’m flirting with my cousin?

Hey everyone, this isn’t that exciting of a story, but it is to me. I’ve always enjoyed reading stories in here, never particularly wanted to have anything sexual with a family member but now it’s been running through my mind all day. Now, we were raised around each other but they moved long ago. We’ve since never really stayed super close, but always tried to pick up where we left off whenever possible. So now she(33) and I(32) are more or less just communicate through Facebook likes. Interacting with posts and such, the usual extended family stuff. That is until this afternoon when she posted a cute selfie on snap. Honestly, she was really looking good, she’s was thick brunette with an amazing rack and she definitely was showing it off. She’s definitely feeling herself, because this selfie was slaying pretty hard. It was sexy, straight up. That mixed with the fact she’s also just an all around sweet person. I was into it. I love my cousin Annie, I always have great times with her, and she always pays me sweet compliments whenever we see each other, so I figured I could return the favor. So I gave her a little comment “you look so great!” I almost immediately got a heart eyes emoji and a thank you. The emoji made me flutter a little bit, but I composed myself and set down my phone at my desk. An hour later I come back to see another notification from her, odd since we don’t normally say more than a few words for each other. “I miss you! Come visit soon!” This is actually something I’ve been meaning to do, she recently moved to the Vegas area to work with her brothers small business. Invitations are always there, but idk, this one felt different. Now I don’t know what got into me, it almost seems like I forgot who I was talking to. I messaged her back a “make me ;P” Honestly it felt cringe, and I kind of regretted it the moment I sent it. I didn’t get an immediate read notification so I put it down and went about my day. A little longer goes by and I go to check my messages, I saw it was read but no reply. That was until this evening. She sends me a picture. I take moment before I click it, but when I do I see her in a sexy dress with the caption saying “we can party out here ;p” definitely mocking my little emote. But tbh this picture was provocative. She was posed in front of her mirror, popping out her ass. I so badly wish I could’ve saved it, but now it’s gone and I’m sitting here just thinking of my next move. I did ask where she was going and I guess she’s going out with her new friends she met through her sister in law. The crazy thing is I’m supposed to be going out there in March. This is going to be a long month.

[M/S] [F/S] My mom enjoys sharing photos in our group chat (Update 7)

Thank you again for every kind word, I really appreciate it. I read a comment suggesting I should have printed out the picture and taped it to the pumpkin so I went and bought another one so sorry in advance for repeating the pumpkin incident but I'd say it's worth reading. So while at home I got a message from my parents saying they would feel like needing some relief as work seemed busy today and asked if I wanted to have fun as well. I said I would need a minute as I was carving a pumpkin again and reminded her that she wanted one to look like her after all. They asked why I bought another one and said that after walking by the other one today I felt like doing it again (An upstairs neighbour even asked who put it there) She said she was intrigued if i could capture her beauty on a piece of produce. When i was done preparing I thought about all possible outcomes and pondered if I should really send it but as she pretty much knew what i was gonna do with it and still wanted it to look like her I guessed they would think of it as funny. So I did send a picture of the pumpkin and waited for a response. My parents thought it was hilarious and said my skills have improved since yesterday but also mocked me that it wasn't 100% accurate. When asked what was missing my mom said some more holes and most likely the skills she has. I replied saying I'm sure it's nowhere near the real thing but the best I'd have at the moment with room for additions and that I'd be ready if the are. They sent a selfie from their guest room (my former room) saying they were nude seconds after messaging me. The selfie was my mom sitting on the couch looking into the camera with an open mouth and my dad standing in front of her so his hard dick was fully in frame by now. From what I could see my dad and I are around the same average size so I didn't have a sudden revelation how massive I was like others did. Her legs were crossed but I could see a neatly trimmed landing strip. Anyway I felt bolder and tried my best to mimmick the picture and placed the pumpkin on my living room sofa and took a picture with my dick in front of it. I mean we apparently were at the point of showing dicks so I didn't worry about it anymore. They replied and joked why I had sent the same picture back to them and said that I really did come after my father. They also mentioned that this would probably count as double penetration somewhere. I told them that I couldn't wait anymore so I slid in ans sent another top down picture with my dick vanishing in the pictures mouth saying that she felt amazing. They said that's what my dad says as well and suprised me with a picture of her sucking my dads dick. She had her lips around it ans was clearly sucking and it looked like she didn't lie about her skills. I joked about quickly adding some more holes but they just said "Let's not get ahead of ourselves there and enjoy the moment". I agreed and the chat went silent as we enjoyed it. I did film myslef just because it seemed so hott and surreal. I tried cumming all over it but the whole situation got me so horny that I came inside it and with that I sent another picture of the otherwise clean pumpkin and said that mom was hungry apparently. A few minuted later I was welcomed with a picture of my mom again sticking her tongue out which was covered in cum happily smiling away. Under it was the message "always hungry". While catching our breath I asked if I was the only one they'd have this sort of chat or if they'd chat with random people as well. They said they thought about it and while looking up chatrooms and offers they found that most guys were only after their own pleasure instead of making it fun for everyone as it seems and thanked me for making things actually fun. They asked me the same and I admitted that I had jerked off with wome people before but mainly had the same encounters as them with people only wanting things. We agreed that you could at least always count on family but would obviously keep it a secret as noone wants grandma to get a heartattack. After that everyone took a shower and I asked when i should be at their house tomorrow. They said somewhere early afternoonand when I asked if I should bring anything they just replied "good mood" but asked if I wanna take the pumpkin with me. I declined and said I'd take the picture off and would put it by the dumpster once it's dark as I was too lazy to carve it. I live on the ground floor so I ran through the balcony door to the dumpster and placed it there getting scared by the motion activated light. I placed it on top of it as I thought it was rather funny for people to guess who fucked it and quickly ran back inside. Once inside I chatted with my parents about our day and they vented a bit about work and coworkers. Not really relevant to the whole event but I thought some still might think of it as interesting, while cahtting I saw the light at the dumpsters turn on and saw an older upstairs neighbour with his trashbags. When he threw them away he mustered the pumpkin and looked around if anyone sees him. Afer checking he took it and went behind the dumpster and gave it the same treatment I did considering I could still see his head and shoulders so I made three people happy today adn I'm not the only pumpkin fucker in the house anymore. A few minutes later I saw him throw it away and checking if anyone saw after quickly walking away.

[S/B] We masterbated together!

Ok! I cant really believe im saying this right now and i cant believe it actually happened still but we actually did it! Were both over 18 btw. Two days ago our mom told us that she was gonna be with her friends yesterday when we got home and that wed have to heat up dinner ourselves and she wouldnt be back until later. So i was decided that id try that time to get me and my brother to try something. I got really excited then and i did some stuff and yeah i probably shouldnt talk about that lol. So ok yesterday when we got home after practice i asked him if he wanted to watch a movie and he said yes so we went to my room and started watching one. I was like really excited and nervous at the same time to say something so i kept like chickening out but then finally I asked if i could ask him something and he said yeah. So i said i saw him get hard a few times and i felt his thing against me a few times when we were laying together and i asked if it was because of me. He was all like "um well um" and his face got all red which i thought was pretty cute lol. I said that it was ok and i kinda hoped it was because of me and he said it was. So then i asked if he liked seeing me naked when i was changing and he said he did. So i remember i said "thats ok. I like that you like how i look. I was wondering if we could try something tonight like that". He asked what and I said that i never saw him naked before and i kinda wanted to. He said something like "I want to but only if youre sure. I want you to be absolutely sure" and i said that i was and i asked if he wanted me to get naked with him and he said yes. So yeah we both got naked together! It was kinda awkward at first but then he said something like we were a few days late to be wearing our birthday suits for my birthday and i thought that was really funny at the moment and we both laughed. But we looked at each other and he asked me if i was still comfortable and i said i was and i started to like touch myself a little. He asked me what i was doing and i said i want to touch myself with him and he looked a little shocked but he said thats ok. He asked me if he could touch himself too and i said yeah and we did together. I dont wanna get like too dirty with what happened but after we did that we got dressed and he kept asking me if i was ok with it and i said yeah and that i loved him. We kissed and did our stuff. We went to sleep together last night too and he held me really close lol. I cant believe like were doing this! It was really just like crazy when it was happening! My heart was going crazy and he seemed happy with it and idk it was just really fun! Thank you for your advice and being nice!

And I'[m] riding the stairway to heaven [f]

This was the first of a few encounters I had with my ex's dad secretary. He was a big wig in an international engineering firm. He got me a job there as a low level consultant in my area. It was a pretty sweet gig cause I was not really part of the company's grind of work and could really work when I wanted to. Anyway, this afforded me time to meet lots of people in the office. One of whom was the dad's secretary, Teresa. She was a bit older than me, not outright hot, but blonde and great smile. She had a sharp sense of humor and whip smart (spoke three languages). We spent a lot of time outside his office chatting and joking, but nothing really sexual. One night after work some of the engineers (not my girlfriend's dad) were going out for drinks so they invited me. Teresa came along, too. Despite being the only female, I was impressed at how well she held her own. I remember her wearing boots with a skirty and a shirt with a plunging neckline. Very comfortable with the man-talk and flirtatious with it. I could tell she liked being in that role and got some vibes from her that she might be or have had a past with one of the married engineers. Anyway, fast forward to end of a what you need out to be a long and unexpected Thursday night if drinking. Teresa and I ended up being the last ones at the pool hall, probably because we both lived relatively close and could easily walk or cab it back to our apartments. We wrapped up there about 1 or 2am, and I offered to walk her home. I still wasn't really looking for anything, just trying to be gentleman. But as we walked, we kept drunkenly bumping into each other which turned into holding hands. The hormones and alcohol really started flowing for both of us, so by the time we got to her apartment, we had stopped several times to sloppily make out. Outside her 3-story apartment we knew where this was going so I asked if I could come up. She said no because she had a friend staying from out of town but I should come with her. I was a bit confused, but my brain was pretty much shut down at this point. We headed up the stairs, which we're only lit by a street lamp outside, and at the first landing she stopped and we kissed some more. She then told me, "here" and pushed me down to the floor. She squatted over me, reached down and pulled out my throbbing cock, then reached under her skirt and pulled a side her panties. She then planted her loose and soaking pussy on my member and proceeded to ride the fuck out of it. Teresa was VERY into sex as she bucked wildly and was insanely loud. I really couldn't believe what was happening and thinking that we were going to get caught with her carrying on as she was, but I was drunk and horny so logic and caution were foreign to me. This stairwell was the main entrance to the building and we were not even at the first second floor, so anyone could come upon us there. At one point I do recall hearing voices and the outside door opening, but she was screaming and moaning so wildly, that whoever it was was probably scared them off since no one interrupted us. The image of her black boots straddled around me as she squatted and impaled herself on my rock hard cock is burned into my mind. At some point I pulled her top down to release her ample titties and pinched her nipples which made her even more unleashed. She bounced up and down hard on my dick, relishing in the pleasure. A real fuck whore. Her juices were dripping all down my balls and inside my legs. After a few minutes of this, I could feel I was cumming soon, so picked it up into overdrive and raised my hips up to pound her. Given that she was moaning so loudly I felt like I didn't have to hold back, so I started grunting loudly, yelling out "oh, fuck!" I quickly pulled out just as I was cumming and sprayed my wad on the inside of her skirt. She collapsed on me, kidding passionately on the dirty stairway floor. We said our goodbyes and I walked home. The next day at work we were both hungover as fuck. I stopped by her desk with my girlfriend's dad in sight of us. We exchanged some small talk, all while she gave me sexy, raised-eyebrow glances. We had several other encounters over the next few months as she became a willing and available late night hook up.

[M/s] My Son the Kisser (update 3) A talk, My Comedian Daughter and Cuddling

Hello! I apologize for the long break between posts. I haven’t felt like posting every little exchange or thought I’ve had so I decided to wait and write after quite a few things have happened. This week has been a rollercoaster of ups and down and I’m so excited to tell them to you all. Of course, thank you for all the feedback! It’s very encouraging to hear from everyone. After what happened at the end of my last post, I didn’t get to see my son most of the rest of the weekend between his being away and then our meeting at my parents on Sunday. We go over quite a bit on Sundays to watch football, or rather, they watch. I tend to head home early after dinner. Regardless, I did see him and he said hello to everyone before walking over to me and wrapped an arm around me to give me a kiss on the cheek and just as he pulled his head away, let his hand hover over my booty, which was facing the wall, and gave me quite a squeeze as he asked me about how my weekend was. It was very brief but I loved how bold he was to attempt a squeeze in front of my family, even if they didn’t see and was so bold as to do it again before I left to go home. Very quickly, I want to make a note about my daughter, as some have asked, it has been a bit difficult to interact with my son since she is around. That being said, please don’t ever think I wouldn’t want my daughter around because it interferes with what’s happening between me and my son. I love having her stay with us and she and my eldest son are welcome any time. I would never wish them not here with me. In fact, she’s even been cuddling with me almost every night when we’re sleeping and I couldn’t be happier since she rarely does and since she doesn’t stop by all too often. It’s also given me some motivation on my runs and I can certainly tell I need to recommit myself to staying fit as she nearly killed me. One morning she and I were running and she stopped to give me a break, which I was only too glad of, even if she did mock me a little. I was nearly dripping from my sweat and she made a note that “we might need to slow down or you’ll make another mark” gesturing towards my crotch. We both had a laugh and continued on and I’m only too happy to have a running partner for the moment. Things between me and my son were a bit quite throughout the early week, which I appreciated since I hoped to talk before anything else happened. He did get one off Monday morning before my daughter came down to run. He was making for the door and kissed my cheek and then pecked my lips very quickly. I think that was all he meant to do but when he pulled back he had a wicked grin and leaned into another kiss and grabbed around my waist, groping my booty before kissing me deeper. It was so sensual feeling him grow more confident with his hands as well as his mouth and had my body tingling for the run. Thankfully, not much else happened before we finally sat down to talk on Wednesday and I’m so glad we did. More than anything, I’ve been worried he’s acting out because something is wrong and we started off there. I told him I wasn’t mad at him for anything that has been happening and just wanted to be sure everything was ok. I’m really glad we started that way because he was very nervous when we sat down and talking about the kissing to start off might have been too much. I asked him if he was doing ok with school and asked how he was with his friends and I’m glad in my heart to know that we haven’t drifted apart and that he still let’s me know about his life. The only point he did mention that he had held back previously was that he and a girl had played together a bit but that it had ended a while back. He didn’t offer an explanation as to why he hadn’t told me and I didn’t press. I don’t want him to feel he can’t keep secrets from me for whatever reason. After I felt confident he was ok, I reiterated that I wasn’t mad at him at all and told him I was proud that he’d been staying on top of his work and that if he was feeling overwhelmed, to talk to me. Then I told him that if it helped him, it wasn’t the worst thing in the world to let what we’ve been doing carry on. At that he finally perked up and his nervous demeanor became a bit excited, to which I told him to “hold on” and explained I have two conditions if we go on; 1) that he not consider this as an escalating series of events and that we can continue as we are now and, 2) that he not close himself off from looking for another partner because of his separation from his previous romantic interest or because of what we are doing. He agreed and I gave him a small kiss, hoping he felt how much I love him and let things be for the night. While I’m not sure it’s the best course, I’m relieved we discussed it and if we need to talk again, this feels like a good gateway to step into a conversation. I meant to write an update following our conversation but something else happened the night after that postponed that. My son had come home in the late afternoon and I asked him if he’d like to come lay down with me before I went out with a friend. While I love cuddling with my daughter, he and I have such a rapport that we can lay down and almost meld together. He said yes and changed into some shorts and bounded into my room with a bit more energy than he usually does. He laid down on the bed and I could feel his eyes tracking along with my motions before I laid down on his chest and felt his arms wrap around me. I was so comfortable that I fell asleep for a little while before waking up. He wasn’t asleep but he looked so peaceful it made me feel like I did as a young girl when I was dating and gave him a long kiss on the cheek. His eyes opened fast and I told him I’d have to go. He smiled and cupped my face and kissed me very softly as he rubbed my back over my shirt. It made me feel so warm I couldn’t help myself and propped my body up and began kissing his face, from his cheek to his forehead and down to his jaw and in the process, pulled half my body onto him. With each circle, I’d stop and kiss his lips long and slow, lingering longer with each pass and letting my hands explore his chest and abdomen. His hands had stayed trained on my back when I felt him shift and he surprised me as I felt his hand push on my hip, lifting me onto his body. The move made me giggle into his mouth in contrast to a little growl I felt surging in him from his chest. His energy sent chills over my whole body and I tried my best not to grind on him, though my brain was ablaze with commands to press my crotch against the hard cock pushing against the thin barrier of my shorts. It only became harder as I felt his hands work back and begin grabbing my ass and his lips seemingly trying to suck my tongue out of my mouth. I can’t know for sure but we might have gone further if my alarm didn’t go off and made me nearly jump off him. We both sat still, just trying to breath and I closed my eyes, fighting the familiar feeling that if I leaned down to continue, we wouldn’t stop. I extended my leg and stood up and noticed his shorts were wet and looked down at my own and after considering it, I will say I can’t take all the blame as I’m sure we both exchanged a little of our bodily fluids from one waist to the other. That is all…

[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 471. Elaborating further into one of my most vindictive and kinky fantasies.

**Please understand that this and my last post are solely about fantasies that I often have. This and yesterday's post are not real. I had lots of people yesterday saying things like "I thought you said you would never..." In my fantasy, I can cause any outcome I wish and it does not to be logical or have any basis in reality. Hopefully this clears up any confusion.** There seemed to be some interest regarding my vengeful fantasy of sending my ex-husband video of Michael and I fucking. Sometimes, I lay outside and imagine what it would be like. I'll try to chronical it below. Enjoy. The camera captures me from the belly button up, with my hair down and freshly naked. My dark eyes flirt with the camera and my lips curl into a devious smile as my manicured hands squeeze my tits. Gyrating gently back and forth as I stare into the soul of the viewer, I release a low and discreet moan from deep in my chest. "Would you like to be here? Under me as I ride you like a stallion?" I purr and bite my lip. Sliding down the bed, the lens focuses as my head is next to a huge, veiny and powerful cock. With great care, I kiss it all over, taking my time and never breaking eye contact with the camera. "Do you wish this nice, big and virile dick was yours?" I hiss, still maintaining a flirty smile. Posting upward, my face is followed with the camera, not yet revealing my sexual quarry. The hand from the stud beneath me hands me a cigarette and gives me a light. Through an ominous grin I exhale smoke toward the camera. "I know that would really bother a whiny man like you, if you were here. Luckily, this stud loves me for who I am." Gyrating sweetly and slowly, I watch the optic like it is the window to the soul of my real prey. His heart would be beating powerfully and anxiously as he awaits the wholly unexpected reveal. He would want to turn off the video but could not bring himself to. Taking one last deep drag from my cigarette, I gracefully lean down and the camera records me blowing smoke into Michael's innocent mouth. We kiss as he exhales through his nose. The camera pans out showing our younger son on his bed, with his cock buried inside me. "Say hi to your father, Baby" I command Michael while giggling. "Hi dad" he says while briefly looking at the camera and then focusing on his naked Mom. I ride him harder as we grunt and moan. My hands explore my body as I try to break my son's huge cock off. As we begin to cum together, I scream "Michael, you are so much better in bed and more of a man than your pathetic dad could ever be." Michael loudly groans "Mommy, I love you more than anything" as he cums inside me and the screens fades to black. I do enjoy my nasty little thoughts. **My sons are 22 and 27. Please do not "accidently" send dick pics to your mother.**

The Vacation Exhibition/ Voyeur PART 2 [MF/MF] [MFF] [FF]

**NonFiction And Definitely NSFW** **Could Sarah for Dessert.......** We headed over for dinner about 10 minutes early as we wanted to make sure our table was the one, we wanted. It was so we sat and ordered a drink. I had a Cosmo, lipstick pink, and Rick Tito’s and soda double as always. Sarah texted me headed over she typed, Great we are at our table and will watch for you. I told Rick that’s too bad Sarah can’t make it, well that sucks he said I was looking forward to sitting across for two beautiful women tonight and making the other men jealous, even our voyeur friend he said. I do like screwing with him sometimes, I knew he was looking forward to it and I just said my god you are too easy, I’m kidding, she will be here in five minutes so watch for her. We watched Sarah walk into the restaurant, we all did, as she wore a linen dress ¾ length and from 50 feet away you could tell she was braless by the way her breast moved as she walked. I was going to be sitting next to her and honestly thought about how I could switch chairs with Rick and not have it become awkward as she walked toward us. I had spent the day on a nude beach with her but almost seeing her through her dress was a huge turn-on for me. I thought to myself sheer curtains sheer dress I might be seeing a pattern. We all kissed hello as customary and she sat. I wasted no time telling her how great she looked and once again she turned it back to me. Rick said I know one thing for sure I certainly look like a stud with you both sitting with me, people must be thinking I have a shitload of money as we all laughed. Sarah said or you have a huge Cock we laughed harder. Rick said we started without you, what would you like ill grab it. What are you drinking Jane asked, Cosmo I said, try it. She took a sip and said hell yes and smiled as Rick went to get her drink. Sarah had brought over a nice bottle of red wine and set it at the foot of the table and when Rick got back to the table. He said will have this later. He grabbed it, said thank you, and walked it over, and put it on our patio coffee table. We were there for about five minutes, When are exhibitionists couple came and sat three tables away, wait I thought, were we the exhibitionist now or were they? Walking by our table, the wife obviously bolder than the husband, looked right at me and said, it was great seeing you again last night and smiled. After they were seated, Sarah commented that they looked like Barbie and Ken and should be in a picture frame somewhere in the mall. I just looked at my husband, not knowing where to take this, but I just said, well after dinner and a few more drinks, we might share something with you about them. Sarah then said, well that doesn’t seem fair, putting that out there like that laughing as she slipped her cocktail. Over the course of the next hour and a half maybe two, we enjoyed a fantastic meal with several more cosmos and Tito’s in soda doubles. We got a little loose. We learned a lot more about Sarah and her boyfriend, wow did he fuck up, Sarah was fantastic. We let on a little bit more about our lives, as much as we felt comfortable with because we didn’t want to freak her out, she obviously already knew we were both into enjoying the nude beach, so we were a bit left of center. We shared with her that we’ve had we’ve experimented a little bit over the years but we were not in anything others would consider an open relationship. We had a great conversation and nothing felt odd about it at all. When we were done eating Rick walked over to the kitchen and talked to the chef and handed our waiter $50 as we strolled out of the restaurant with a drink in hand. We all sat on the comfortable furniture out on the patio next. The courtyard was dimly lit. We turned on our Bose speaker with some music as we talked, we already had probably three cocktails maybe four when Rick said anyone for another after we have been sitting for about 30 minutes, Sarah and I both raised our glasses as Rick took them and went inside. The restaurant was now closed and you could hear people in the kitchen still working other than that, everyone had either gone out or gone to their rooms. Rick came out with drinks and I said to him, well should we tell her? Sarah said oh my God, I can’t believe I hadn’t asked already, I totally forgot about it, it must be the booze, so what was the deal with Barbie and Ken? We told her about the first night there and what transpired and she could easily see what we were talking about as the room was visible to her now, but they weren’t in it. We told her we felt guilty for a moment, but we wondered if the show was for us or if they didn’t know. Sarah said oh my God, how could they not know, of course, the show was for you both they noticed you are both hot, so they definitely did this for you. I would’ve watched to she said, regardless, that’s fucking hot she said. Well, we told her there was no doubt that the show is for us, because of the second night and what happened. I gave her every detail of what we watched however, we didn’t share that we participated in the last show. Lisa just covered in mouth and kept saying oh my God I can’t believe that, you guys got to watch a live porno show. She said Barbie and Ken look like pretty good actors. Sarah’s next comment took us back a bit, she said, oh my God I bet you guys fucked like rabbits that night laughing when she said it. Rick said well yes we did and stood up, I’m going to open this wine and let it breathe for a bit. Sarah and I were talking when Rick was inside and she asked if the pool was warm, she said her hotel wasn’t heated and even though it was 85°, the pool was covered with a lot of shade and never really warmed up. The hot tub Overflow and went to the pool here at our hotel so ours was always warm. I told her what do you think, I said, ready for a swim? Sarah said I will if you will. Sarah undid the two top buttons on her dress, and let it slide off her shoulders, she reached down, grabbed the sides of her white thong, and slid them to the ground as she stepped out of her sandals, and headed towards the pool. I had a few more undergarments on and strip those off, drop them right to the patio, and followed her. About five minutes later my husband came out onto the patio to see clothes just dropped and nothing else. He found us in the pool, which was all of 15 or 20 feet away, and we were being very quiet. When Rick came up to the side of the pool Sarah came over and she was pressed up against my back. I said Rick are you coming in? to which he replied, I don’t think so. I’m pretty sure I’m just gonna watch the view from over here on the patio but you girls enjoy yourselves, laughing please enjoy yourselves… Rick said. I’m thinking if I’m in there naked and they put the lights on we’re not going to be asked back laughing. Sarah and I spent the next 15 minutes in the pool talking out breasts touched a couple of times but not in a sexual way. I had confided in her as to what actually transpired the night before but this time she got the full story, she kept saying oh my God I love it that’s so fucking awesome that you guys were able to do that. It was about this time. We noticed the lights turn on over at Ken and Barbara’s house. From the pool, we really couldn’t see inside the room but I said to Sarah do you want to get out and see if there’s an act three? Fuck yes, Sarah said do you think I’m going to miss this if there is? We both got out of the water, walked towards my husband, and he handed us large towels from our beach sat, Sarah and I both dried our hair a bit and wrapped the towels around us, and went back and sat on the outdoor furniture. My husband was clearly overdressed at this point lol. The young couple came out and sat on the patio each with a glass of wine and positioned themselves both so that they could see us easily for about 15 minutes not much happened as we all just sat and enjoyed our wine. I said to Rick do you think they’re waiting for us to start first tonight? Rick was a bit taken aback because he didn’t realize I had shared the second half of last night’s activities with Sarah in the pool. Sarah looked at me and said, Hey if you guys wanna replay last night I’m totally cool with that. I totally understand. We can call this a night and I’ve had an awesome time. Don’t be ridiculous. I told Sarah I wouldn’t change anything, but I am curious, how adventurous do you feel tonight? Sarah stared right at me for 10 seconds and just said VERY. She then said all I’ve done is gotten myself off since I’ve got here, she laughed; we all did. I walked over to her sitting on the large couch and said, do you think this is what they’re waiting for, I reach down put my hands on her face, and kissed her. We were kissing for about a minute when Sarah reached up and started to pull my towel off, as soon as she did it, she opened hers and we lay down together on the couch with me on top of her kissing in biting her neck. Rick was across from us just watching and I could see his cock getting hard through his tan shorts. Within a minute he had already opened his button-down white linen shirt. I worked my way down kissing Sarah’s chest, and with both hands started squeezing her breast as I lay between her legs. Her nipples were hard as rocks as I licked each one of them, taking them into my mouth and sucking, do you like that honey, I asked, oh my God she said fucking don’t stop. I looked over at Rick and he was in heaven, rubbing his cock through his shorts. At this point, we could also see the young couple had turned their chairs more toward us and they were enjoying watching us. It was at that point when I noticed another couple coming out onto their patio. Initially not seeing us but within about a minute or two they were locked on and sitting on the couch now facing us. Sarah said it’s my turn and I said, I’m far from being done with you. She said we can come back to that, but we turned over and Lisa kissed me and repeated almost identically what I had done to her, working her way down to my tits. I was already rubbing my nipples and holding my tits out for her as she made her way to them, licking sucking, biting my nipples, I just kept saying, harder, harder. I noticed Rick had unzipped his fly and was undoing his belt at this point. I said to him, baby we have a little bit more of an audience tonight just so you know. We all looked over at Barbie and ken and they had stripped down from what I could tell the young wife only had her thong panties left on and she was sitting on top of her husband as he rubbed her tits from behind Sarah began working down my stomach, licking and kissing every inch of me, and when she got to my pussy and my god, she clearly, she was not a stranger to it. She had an incredibly long tongue and she stuck her tongue as far to my pussy as anyone ever has, she lifted my ass up and tongued my ass with it, back and forth between my pussy in my ass. Rick was fucking losing it watching this as I looked over at him stroking his cock. Sarah asked me if I wanted to come, which was silly because she and I both knew I was seconds away. I grabbed her head, pulled it onto my clit, and didn’t let her move until I convulsed about 10 times. I had a sexual encounter with a younger woman a couple of years back and she had taught me how to squirt. I was so fucking close to that and I might have a little bit because Sarah said oh my God you came a lot, you came like a lot and I could feel it hit inside my mouth, she said.. The young couple across from us were fucking at this point she was on top of him on the couch, moving back-and-forth on his cock and she was rubbing her tits and licking her nipples for him. Although I didn’t have the same vantage point of the other couple we had attracted, but I could see the woman was on her knees, sucking her husband’s cock while he watched us. I basically switched places with Sarah at this point and started to go down on her. I can’t believe a few years ago the thought of another woman’s pussy scared the hell out of me and now I couldn’t wait to have my face drenched in it. I licked and sucked Sarah‘s pussy for about 10 minutes as she squirmed and kept pushing her hips up into my face, harder and harder. I’ve gotten to be quite good with my tongue and I knew I had her close. Between all the sexual excitement around us, having others watch us, and watching them, she was ready to come. Rick came over still rubbing his cock reach down and started rubbing her nipples and kissing her neck as I sucked her off. Sarah screamed oh my God we had tried to keep it down until now, but we were getting louder and louder. When she came, she came hard the younger couple were on all fours at this point and he was fucking his wife from behind. I’m not sure if she was fucking her in the ass or pussy but we could see his huge cock sliding into her and she was loving it. We could see the older couple now, and he was now bent down, kneeling in front of his wife with her legs over his shoulders still with her heels still on. I looked at Rick and said, God baby, I bet you’re ready to come, I am he said. Sarah and I knelt in front of him and both started licking his cock. We took turns sucking him and licking his balls. Rick grabbed his phone and took several photos of Sarah licking his cock and us french kissing in between. Sarah was on his cock really hard for about a minute and I could tell he was ready to blow his load. Want me to lick your ass baby, I said to him, want me to fuck your ass with my tongue. Is that what you want? Sarah just pumped him harder and harder to the back of her throat. Rick pushes his hips up in the air which told me exactly what he wanted. I tongue this ass and he said I’m coming, I’m coming. Sarah took his full load in her mouth, and when I came up she kissed me as we s shared rick's cum. Needless to say, this did it for the other couples as well as they were all done now just watching us finish. After some sips of wine, we went inside and showered. **Rick and I talked and then told Sarah we think she needs to come over and visit us on Saint Barths for a few days** **To be continued……** **Lov J**

Good time with bad ending [FM]

Once on a dating site I met a nice guy who shared my fetishes, after talking for a few weeks we became friends with each other. We had a great time, he obeyed me, kissed my feet, licked my feet, did everything I wanted from him, in turn I did everything he wanted (even anal). One day we met, walked in the park, ate street food and went to my place. Everything went to sex, but this time he dominated me, and then it came to the end and during cumming the food he ate in the park poured out through his anus on my bed. It was so disgusting and horrible that I basically gave up street food. I never saw him again (he blocked me).

Attended my own birthday party as a cumslut [F]

Two days ago, my best friend celebrated my birthday by throwing me a sex party because she knows how sexually active I am. There were around 10-15 boys and 10-15 girls who she invited over, and the rule was that one of them would be picked as the party's slut. I was chosen to be the "slut" after names were pulled from a hat. I was then placed in the center of the living room on all fours while wearing a blindfold. I felt another kissing my pussy as the first forced me to open my mouth and suck his dick simply to make it hotter. After that, I experienced a deep dick in my pussy that almost made me want to cum. I had a few breaks in between and always had at least one dick in one of my holes. I counted at least 10 dicks in my holes and licked at least 5 or 6 pussies because I was such a slut. I returned so frequently that it was exhilarating. Even though I'm still really sore, I plan to attend a similar party in the future. The finest birthday ever, to be exact.

I woke up to my friend eating my pussy... [FF]

I woke up in my bed with a jolt, not sure what had just happened. I opened my eyes and saw my friend, Sarah, kneeling between my legs. She was eating my pussy, and I couldn't believe my luck! I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me, and I closed my eyes, savoring the moment. Sarah kept going, and I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I could feel my pleasure increasing, and I knew I was about to reach my climax. I reached out and grabbed Sarah's hair, pushing her head further down and letting out a moan of pleasure as I came. Afterwards, I lay there in bed, feeling completely blissed out. I couldn't believe what had just happened, and I wanted it to be the start of something special between us. I looked up at Sarah, and I could tell from the smile on her face that she felt the same. We lay there in bed for a while, basking in the afterglow. Eventually, we got up and went to get some breakfast. We talked and laughed, and I felt a connection between us that I had never felt before. I knew that this was only the beginning of something special. As we went our separate ways, I couldn't help but feel excited about what this new connection could lead to. What would happen next? I had no way of knowing, but I was looking forward to finding out.

[F] Taken

I haven’t seen you since I was married-we both got divorced at about the same time, effectively killing much of our mutual attraction. The fact is, you’re not a very nice person, and neither am I. But. Still. 0400. I still often wake up and imagine I hear you letting yourself in through the garage door, always minutes after my husband had left…I imagine I hear your stealthy approach, your weight on the bed, lifting the covers, and rolling me unceremoniously onto my tummy. The cold metallic snick of the cuffs on my wrists, then you wrenching my panties down midway. Two pumps: squirt, squeak, of the lotion dispenser, smearing some on me, some on you, making me able to receive…never really ready to receive, but at least I stopped shrieking when your bulbous, angry head, pressed too hard, then parted my sphincter… You were always hard though. Always ready, always wanting more. I remember when this particular ritual, this game, started. We were drunk and I told you I fantasized about being taken in my home by a stranger. About my long standing love of restraints, and force, and how I could make myself cum just from remembering how my neighbor would tie me and take me. Then we you added anal. Because your wife wouldn’t let you. But I would: I was easy. So that became our kink, you indulging me, and I, you. Oh. I just gushed a little.

Forever Hung (Part 25, Final) [sci-fi] [slow burn] [all characters over 21] [MMF] [double penetration] [consensual non consent]

We both kept our hands off of her, but we were lying too close to keep our cocks from pressing against her sides. Clara turned toward Harry and pushed him onto his back. What did this mean? Was he the one? She straddled him. She took his face in her hands and leaned down to kiss him. A goodbye kiss? Was it me after all? She reached down between her legs and guided his cock inside of her. I watched from the side as Clara began to ride her husband. She smiled down at him, hands on his chest, grinding her hips in slow circles against his lap. He smiled back at her, then let his eyes wander along her body. She did a little dance with her arms, snaking them above her head, and giggled when it had the intended effect, instantly luring his palms to her round and risen breasts. Clara glanced at me as he fondled her. She grinned, bit her lip, then nodded back over her shoulder. I rose and stood over Harry’s shins. She looked up at me and I bent over to kiss her. “Like old times,” she said. I felt my face flush, an electric tingle crisscrossing my body—the hopeful joy of requited affection. Was it me, then? Had I won? Or was I a fool for expecting so? I knelt down. I let my cock drag between Clara’s shoulder blades, then down the small of her back. She bent over, kissing Harry deeply again as he thrusted up into her. I teased my shaft along her bottom. I gently spread her supple cheeks, pressed my thumb against her tiny hollow. Then I forced my throbbing, hungry cock into her ass. Could it be that I was a perfectly snug fit? That for whatever improvements Harry had made to his imposing package, he was simply too round for Clara’s backside? Clara buried her face against Harry’s neck as she moaned. As I eased inside of her, Harry began to thrust deeper. She squeezed his shoulders, squeezed his arms. I eased further. Harry rose and fell beneath her. I struggled to control myself, desperate to take her, to have her. She reached back blindly, her fingertips grazing my thigh, urging me on, and eventually I groaned, feeling myself within her body completely. She moaned my name against her husband’s chest, and I waited a moment, then began to sway my hips back and forth, back and forth, as Harry surged from beneath. Clara sighed deeply, even broke into an excited giggle. She pawed absently at Harry’s chest with one hand and reached back to grasp my wrist with the other. She was close. She told us she wanted it harder. Harder. Begged us not to stop. Harry pinned Clara’s arms behind her back and held to her to his chest. I clutched her thighs and spanked her once, then again. And at last her body began to stiffen. Clara quivered, a rolling wave that I felt against my pelvis before I saw the tremble in her shoulders. She went completely silent, submerged suddenly in the mute vibrations of a weightless swell. Then she at last erupted in a great fit of contented laughter. She stretched, pushed back long and slow against my cock, down along Harry’s, then tossed her hair to one side, closed her eyes, and rested her head against Harry’s chest with a long, fathomless breath. “Fuck,” Clara said. She purred and smiled at me, a few strands of hair falling back across her face, as I pulled myself from her body, and she purred again as she slid her hips up and away from Harry. She kissed him and rolled onto her back on the rug. She held a hand to her forehead, draped an arm across her stomach. Once she regained her composure, Clara asked if we both came. A perfunctory question, she thought; she was stunned when Harry and I both said we had not. I, for one, said I was eager, but more desperate to hear her decision. Harry, on the other hand, stood, balancing his hard shaft quietly in his palm. “It’s him, isn’t it?” he said. Clara looked up at him, then at me, then away. She didn’t respond. “He reminds you more of the me that you remember,” Harry added. Clara sighed and sat up on her knees. She rubbed her hands across Harry’s thighs and looked up at him with an apologetic smile as she kissed across his hip bone. “My Harry,” she said softly. She held his cock, kissed the tip. “Will you cum for me?” she asked, staring up at him as she cradled his shaft between her breasts. I stood to the side, trying to be respectful of their moment, but still so manically aroused that I couldn’t help but ogle her cleavage, Harry’s swollen head emerging, then submerging. Emerging, then submerging. But as Harry’s momentum began to build, he suddenly stopped. He moved around behind Clara and bent her forward against the rug. “Harry,” she began to protest. He dropped to his knees, spread her cheeks, and began to lick furiously. “Harry,” she said. “You’re too big for me there.” But, satisfied that she was wet enough, Harry rose to one knee. “I can’t—” Clara began. He held her waist with one hand, his cock with the other, and then took what she’d given to me, her tight and delicate rear. She didn’t stop him. Indeed, she curled her fingers against the rug. It didn’t take him long, sprung with tension as he was, as we both were. He pushed deep to the hilt once, then a second time, and after the third he pulled away with a wild groan. He grabbed his cock, the vein of his forearm bulging, and a thick torrent of white poured across her bottom, her waist, and pooled into a narrow stream which ran slowly down the slope of her back. He gave himself a few final pumps, wiped the sweat from his brow, and let his shaft rest against Clara’s ass. Her fingers relaxed and she glanced back at her lumbering beau, Paul Bunyan having just birthed a river. “Charlie,” she said, glancing up at me as cum dripped over her shoulder and onto the rug. She scrunched her nose and flashed a slight, if telling, smile. “I’m sorry,” she said. \*\*\* I ambled down the hallway without bothering to close my robe; my untended erection stuck out straight between the terry cloth. As I approached my door, I decided to knock on Madison’s instead. I could deliver the bad news, I thought. We could commiserate together over our lost loves. But truly I hoped that she’d invite me into her bed, that we’d accept our twin rejections with a threesome of our own. But alas, she didn’t answer, so I went to get a shower. When I emerged from the bath, still half-erect and unsatisfied, I saw, through the mirror, Madison and her double kissing and writhing against each other beneath their sheets. I laid back on my bed without bothering to dress and began to touch myself as I watched, but I fell asleep soon after. \*\*\* In the morning I went to say goodbye to the professor. I knocked on the door of his study, but receiving no answer, I let myself in. The bedroom doors were cracked, so I peeked in and saw the three of them—Harry, Clara, the professor—lying naked, fast asleep in a beam of light from the window. I walked to the statue of Clara, gave it a loving kiss between the legs, and left. \*\*\* Madison came out front as I loaded my suitcase into the car. She wore sunglasses and a pair of shorts with a sweater hanging from one shoulder. She handed me her suitcase without a word and sat in the front seat. I took a seat behind the wheel and closed my door. We sat silently for a moment, then another door opened and her double climbed into the backseat, also wearing sunglasses. “If you drive, we can fool around in the backseat,” I ventured. She looked at me, blank and unamused, then turned back to face the windshield. “Just start the fucking car,” she said. I cranked the engine, circled around the professor’s ornate fountain, and we began the long journey back to town.

Roomate

I moved into this nice apartment with a girl that needed a roommate. She was very beautiful and absolutely a sweet, shy girl. We lived blissfully for almost a year, with each of us crossing path on certain days. We ended up having a random movie night at least once a week. I've had to carry her to bed on several occasions and she had given me a kiss once or twice. One night I got trapped, she fell asleep on my lap and I couldn't move. I relaxed as much as I could do as to not disturb her but also not inconvenience myself. I noticed as I was falling asleep she had her hand on my dick. I woke up after a couple of hours to her sucking me in her sleep. I shook her awake, she apologized and ran to her room. I followed to explain she did nothing wrong, she told me it wasn't. I asked her why and while crying she told me she was trans. She was scared I would move out and she liked living with me and didn't want me to leave. I told her I'm not going anywhere and I found it hot that she woke me up that way. She giggled and asked if I wanted her to finish. I stood up and dropped my pants and she was shocked but kneeled in front of me. She proceeded to give me the sexiest sloppy blowjob I ever had, and she even swallowed. The next day I got up and went to take a shower, I was joined a little while into said shower when I got a shower buddy. She snuck in and asked if I would use my dick to clean her ass with. I, hopefully, asked if she was serious. Her response was to bend over in front of me and beg in her cute voice. I was soon balls deep hearing her call me daddy and dirty talking me. I grabbed her throat and growled in her ear about how tight her pussy was. She moaned back only the best for my daddy. The more she talked the more difficult time I had not cumming. Till she looked back at me, as I started into her big green eyes, and begged for me to cum in her. Oh fu, was all I could get out before I filled her up. We both laid in the bottom other tub, I reached over my head to turn off the he water. She looked back at me and asked me whose bed we were going to be sleeping in now.

She used her butt plug on me [MF]

Yesterday my wife excitedly asked if she could use a butt plug on me while I jerk off. I’ve never tried this before so I agreed. We got into bed and started making out. Soon her hands were on my cock and I got hard as she stroked it. After a while she asked me to take over (she loves watching me jerk off). She kissed me hard as I stroked my cock, then she moved down and started to lick and suck it as I carried on stroking it. Her fingers gently caressed my balls before she reached back to my ass. I love feeling her touch and probe my asshole. She reached for her vibrating butt plug and some lube before sliding a little further down. Before I knew it she was eating my ass, her tongue circling my asshole gently as I stroked my cock hard and fast. I felt her tongue push into me, I love it when she fucks my ass with her tongue. Then she replaced her mouth with the butt plug which was already vibrating. She teased me with it as I jerked myself. She slowly worked it into me and it felt incredible, the combined feeling of my asshole being opened along with the vibrations was something I’d never experienced before. Once she had it fully inserted she took over stroking my cock. We made out as she jerked me hard and fast, I was grabbing her ass and running my finger around her tight little asshole. I felt my orgasm build until I unleashed a huge load all over her and me. My god I came harder than ever before. She was very pleased with herself. I’ll be suggesting we do this again. Before we fell asleep she asked if I’ll wake her up tomorrow by jerking off over her. I asked where she wants it and she said anywhere I want.

Fucking after Bar Hopping

This is the second part to my Fucking in the Work Place story. Enjoy. Throughout my workday, I was in disbelief that I had fucked my colleague on the clock. I day dreamt about it all day, making it difficult to focus and fulfill my job. Those day dreams made my briefs get soaked in pre-cum. I needed a drink so I left work early. At the bar, I continued to delve deep into what had happened earlier. Thinking about it simply made me hornier. I needed to have her again. As that desire fostered, I suddenly receive a message from her, “where are you?”. Excitement ran through me. I respond to her by giving her the name of the bar, which she knew. She made her way and arrived soon after. There was a feeling of awkwardness between us at first but after we downed a few drinks, we loosened up. We made our way to a few other bars. As time progressed and with the help of alcohol, the sexual tension between us began to rise. The last bar we visited, we both gave in to that intensity. We kissed passionately as she reached down and grabbed my cock. The thrill of it made me want to pin her down and fuck her right there. She then whispered in my ear, “let’s go to my place”, I agreed. Walking to her place, we unexpectedly pass by a sex shop, which we decide to enter. As we’re browsing, I can sense that she’s horny. We decide to buy lube, stockings, and a thong that would expose her pussy, an accessible opening to put my cock in. The entire walk to her place, we kept making out passionately. Once we arrived, the tension began to peak. Going up the elevator, we continue to make out. Our tongues slobbering on one another. Unconsciously, my hands start to feel her whole body. My right hand makes its way into her tights and begins to finger bang her pussy. Her moist pussy dampens my hand. The elevator arrives to the destined floor. We power walk to her place. We continue to make out as we enter her place. Once there we begin to remove our clothes. Our bodies were hot for each other, forgetting bout everything in our lives. She pins me against the wall as we make out out. She reaches down and begins to stroke my hard cock. Her firm grip makes me quiver. She tells me to spit in her mouth. Soon after spitting in her mouth, she squats down and begins to suck my hard cock. She uses my spit to dampen my hard cock. Her tongue slithers all over my uncircumcised cock, causing it to gradually expose its head. Once my cock’s head was exposed, she took it into her mouth and sucked vigorously. I was on the verge of cumming which I didn’t want to do. I grab her hair and pull her back, “not so fast, we still need to fuck” I tell her. She smirks, making me grab my hard cock and slap that expression out of her face with it. As I’m grabbing her hair, she keeps her tongue out, making me sway my hard cock all over her face. “You like this?”, I ask, causing her to moan in agreement. My cock makes its way into her mouth. She moans while sucking my cock, compelling me to fuck her mouth. I unwittingly start to thrust my hard cock in her mouth. Her slobber covered chin begins to drip onto her DD cup sized tits. She slaps and rubs her huge areolas with my cock before taking it back into her mouth. “Your cock’s so good!” she says. She glides her tongue from my cocks head to my balls to my perineum. There she makes her way to my asshole, making me place my leg on the bed’s edge. She spits and licks my asshole a few times while stroking my hard cock. This drives me to get on the bed on my fours and fully expose my asshole to her. Vulnerable, I allow her to have full control. She spreads my ass cheeks open and begins licking my asshole again. Every lick she took made my body quiver and my hard cock throb. I can feel her tongue and her curious hand rub my asshole. “You like this don’t you?” she asks. She gently penetrates me with her thumb and strokes my hard cock. “Ah fuck!” I bellow in ecstasy. Once again I’m on the verge of cumming. I beg her to stop. She complies. I stand over her with my hard cock over her face. I look at her ready to submit her again just like I did earlier today at work. “Are you ready?” I ask as my cock throbs over her. She smiles and crawls onto the bed. As she’s on the edge in doggy-style position, I grab her ankle. “Stay, don’t move”. I get on my knees and begin to eat her pussy from behind for a few minutes. I rhythmically nibble on her pussy lips. I stretch her pussy lips one by one. I glide my tongue from her pussy to her asshole. She moans, “fuck yeah! Don’t stop”. I slap her ass as I make my way to me feet. I grab my hard cock and slowly penetrate her pussy. She murmurs, “you feel so good”. I start fucking her in a tempo that leads me to fuck her hard and fast. Panting I ask her, “who’s pussy is this!?”. I grab her hair and pull her back, she responds, “your pussy. It’s all yours!”. Still in doggy-style position, I grab her arms and lift her back. I keep pounding her pussy. We build a sweat. A minute later, I release her. She falls with her ass in the air, still in doggy-style position, I decide to pull out. I stick my thumb in her tight ass. I decide to use the lube I bought earlier. I pour it on her ass and test it out with my thumb, which effortlessly makes its way into her ass. I pour more lube, however this time I gently press my cock into her asshole. She lets out a loud moan. “Relax. I’ll be gentle” I tell her. I kept my cock in her ass for roughly two minutes before pulling out. I give her a few minutes to recover, meanwhile I wipe my cock and the sweat off my body. I get on the bed. As I’m on my knees, my hard cock swings freely. “Time’s up. Come here and suck it” I tell her. She obediently crawls her way over and starts sucking my hard cock again. She blissfully sucks away for a few minutes. “Get on your back”, I tell her. As she obeys, I grab her thighs and pull her towards me. I rub my hard cock on her clit. “Don’t stop. Don’t!” she implores. I spit on her clit and rub for a minute. Her body begins to quiver. As she’s about to cum, she begs me, “put it in me! Fuck me! Come on!”. As I penetrate her pussy, I grab and pin her down from her neck. She begins to convulse in excitement, inspiring me to keep fucking her. Her DD cup tits shake uncontrollably. “Hold up!” she pants and gently rubs her pussy after releasing her. She chortles for a bit. I grab her left leg and pull her towards me again. I stick my cock in her again, which she voluntarily takes. Rest of the story is in comments. Message me to chat.

A excuse. [Fiction story]

THE ENTIRE STORY IS A FICTIONAL STORY. NONE OF THE CHARACTERS OR SCENES ARE REAL. I AM NOT A PROFESSIONAL WRITER SO I APOLOGISE IF IT TURNS OUT TO BE  BORING. Characters of the story: 1. Ash -- A 22 year old boy, single, tall, fit & smart. He is hot for Aunt Foxx. Situation between Ash and Aunt Foxx ranged from passionate kissing to intense handjobs. 2. Aunt Foxx -- A 35 year old woman. Single, Short and fit. Beautiful face, medium sized breasts and a heavenly bubble butt. Aunt Foxx often fantasies about Ash. Especially after she caught him masturbating which led to Aunt Foxx giving him an intense handjob. Setting of the scene: The scene takes place at Aunt Foxx's house. She has arranged a kitty party with 4 of her close friends. Ash is in the house accompanying Aunt Foxx in the kitchen in preparation of snacks and refreshments. After a while the ladies talk about their life especially about salaries, jobs and about their sex life. During this event Aunt Foxx started to get wet when one of her close friends starts to tell how she had slept with a stranger. After this Aunt Foxx excuses herself to go kitchen as she says she has something in the oven (she lied). She enters the kitchen and....... Aunt Foxx comes closer to Ash and pulls him towards her. She looks him into his eyes and softly touches her fingers on Ash's lips and starts kissing him. A passionate kiss, Aunt Foxx gets playful with  her lips whereas Ash runs his hand from Foxx's shoulder to navel and then to her ass and starts to grope it. " What's the occasion?" asks Ash after finishing of kissing. "Nothing its just a way of saying Thank you for helping today" replies Aunt Foxx. "Oh..your welcome Aunt Foxx" says Ash. "Yeah.... But I am actually not done yet", says Aunt Foxx in a sluty tone while moving and running her hands on Ash's body while looking in his eye. "Really, What do you have in mind?" replies Ash. Aunt Foxx walks backwards to the kitchen counter and turns around focusing him on her ass. "I want you to fuck me" replies Aunt Foxx while smiling as she awaited for this moment for long time. "Really?" replies Ash as he starts to walk towards Aunt Foxx. "Yeah sweety I am all yours for now, sweety" says Aunt Foxx. Ash looking at Aunt Foxx bubble butt walks closer to her and whispers softly, "Can i spank it?". "No questions sweety as i said i am all yours" replies Aunt Foxx. Ash then runs his hand up and down her ass through her dress and softly spanks it. "Ahhhh..." Aunt Foxx moans loudly as she rolls her eyes after the spanking. "Is everything all right, Foxx?" asks one of her close friends after hearing the noise. "Yeah no problem just hit my toe" replies Aunt Foxx to her friend. "Alright ". Aunt Foxx turns her head back and tells," You naughty little boy". Ash is mesmerized as he saw Aunt Foxx bubble butt jiggle when he spanked. Ash runs his hands of Aunt Foxx thighs and realizes that she is soaking wet. He pulls up Aunt Foxx mini dress and turns her around facing him. He gets on his knees and bites Aunt Foxx panties and pulls it down slowly. "Where did you learn that sweety?" replies Foxx in a shocking tone as she didn't expect that move from Ash. "I have a lot of tricks awaiting" replies Ash as he moves closer towards Aunt Foxx and kisses passionately. After that Ash turns Aunt Foxx around takes of his pants and underwear, tears up the packet of condom puts on his cock and inserts in Aunt Foxx wet pussy. He slowly and passionately moves it back and forth while running his hands through Aunt Foxx silky navel and her gorgeous boobs. "Are you liking it Aunt?" asks Ash. "Yeah sweety i am liking it while slowly moaning and her eyes rolled. Baby, Your cock is bigger than some of the men i slept in college" tells Aunt Foxx as she is enjoying every minute of the moment. After a moment Aunt Foxx tells Ash to slow down for a moment.  Aunt Foxx in a loud tone instructs her friends to increase the volume of the music as she doesn't want her friends to have a dull party. Her friends increase the volume. Ash curiously asked"What's was that about?" (Ash was curious why Aunt Foxx suddenly instructed her friends to increase the volume). "Sweety, theirs a reason for everything. From now i want to you to fuck me harder. I told them to increase the volume as of to muffle my voice as i don't think i can keep myself from not moaning. Ash now starts to fuck Aunt Foxx harder and harder. From each thrust Aunt Foxx moaning increases. Harder and harder and harder  ....... and finally they both ended with a shaky and eye rolling orgasm. Ash and Aunt Foxx exhausted look towards each other and kiss passionately. "Did you like it?" Ash asks curiously. "Liked it? Loved it...loved every bit of it. My legs are still shaking sweety."replies Aunt Foxx. "Now what?" questions Ash. "Now.....lets give my friends the bad news..That foods ruined" replies Aunt Foxx. Both look at each other and laugh.

The Sister, Part Fourteen [M19/F18] [Cheating] [Erotic Couplings]

**PART FOURTEEN** It was like I was in a trance, yet fully aware of what was happening at the same time. My hand moved of its own accord, exploring Natalie’s bare breast with yet another soft squeeze. Without her guidance this time, I brushed my thumb across her nipple in the way that seemed to make her react before. Sure enough, she slightly tensed just like Jessica from the sensitive spot they had in common. Still idly smirking, she looked up at me and quietly said, “You can have the other one, too.” With a single finger, she traced up the entire length of my hardness over my boxers. Just enough pressure to ensure I stayed that way, while effectively teasing me at the same time. “If that’s what you want.” There was no excuse. I had been given ample opportunities to put a stop to this, and this was a choice Natalie was letting me make all on my own. Gently groping her, instead of pulling away from her bare chest. And now, slowly raising my other hand until I was palming her opposite breast. Despite how I was feeling her up, a small part of me was desperately trying to be faithful even after the most amazing blowjob I had ever been given. “Natalie . . . ” I muttered. Meeting her eyes and trying to communicate how wrong all of this was without managing to even remotely find the words. Inappropriately touching her, but at least having the self control to keep my hands still for the time being. “It’s okay,” she said. Her hand below took more of a grip around my shaft as she never once broke eye contact with me. “I won’t tell.” Slightly pushing forward into my hands, nonverbally nudging me to play with her now that I had a mirrored grip on her smaller breasts, she continued, “And you won’t tell, will you?” Of course I wouldn’t. Jessica would murder me. My reputation would never recover, either. It was the worst possible kind of cheating, and we weren’t exactly attending the largest university. If I wanted to keep my girlfriend and our friends’ respect, then no one could ever find out about this. “No, but-” “But nothing, babe. We’re just having some fun, aren’t we? It doesn’t mean anything. And you can’t deny that I turn you on; maybe more than Jessica does.” She delicately tugged at the waistband of my boxers, and then snaked her hand inside until her fingers were wrapped around my bare hardness. Like before, it was more of a teasing grip that kept me at attention without pushing for anything more. Yet. Then, after giving a small squeeze, she asked, “Do you want me to stop?” That wasn’t fair. I obviously didn’t want her to stop. Her soft fingers were just as skilled and as tempting as before. It’s more that we *needed* to stop. Like, a long time ago. And her question was calling back to the out she had recently given me, where all I had to do was say the word. I had the power to end this right now. But, at the same time, the knowing tone as she asked made it more rhetorical than anything else. Sensing my hesitation, Natalie spoke up as she idly traced up and down with her fingertips. “How about this? If you don’t want this, drop your hands. Easy enough, right?” Fuck. She was going out of her way to make it as easy as possible for me. Now I didn’t even need to say anything, as the seductive girl had made it pretty clear that she was capable of twisting each and every one of my words if she wanted to. Going on, she said, “But if you do want me . . . then *show me* with your hands.” To punctuate her emphasized words, she gave a long, slow squeeze with her hand that gave way for a single up and down pump of her hand that was just as sensual and teasing all at the same time. Deep down, I knew that I shouldn’t. I had been telling myself over and over how wrong this was, but had yet to find the willpower to pull away. And there was that lingering nervousness about how long we had been up here. This should have ended after I released into her mouth, when I had a moment of level headedness. Instead, I was back to thinking with my dick, and Natalie knew it. Against my better judgment, and despite how easy it would have been to simply lower my hands, I gave into my basest desires. My fingers sunk into her soft breasts for a deeper squeeze than before, and I once again went for one of those effective nipple brushes; this time, with both my thumbs. Though I was being incredibly selfish and stupid through all this, I also felt the need to impress and satisfy the girl at the same time instead of just taking all the pleasure for myself. Sharply inhaling and arching a bit into my hands, Natalie responded by squeezing me again down below before shifting her fingers in a way that caused me to slightly pulse against her hand. “Good boy,” she smirked, “Keep going.” For a good minute or two, that’s all we did. I squeezed and massaged her breasts, both appreciating how she felt in my hands while also paying attention to the similarities between her and Jessica in terms of what worked and what didn’t. And, in a game she had unofficially started with me, Natalie taught me through both her reactions and her own touch. Whenever something worked well on her, I could usually tell through her breath and body language. But, just to be sure, she would also play with me more effectively whenever I found a good spot and/or motion on her. It was the most unique experience I had ever had with a girl. There was no making out or roaming beyond her breasts like I would normally do to try to keep things interesting. And we were *still* looking into each others’ eyes. Not only was it confusingly intimate against all the wrongness that this actually was, but it allowed me to more fully see how my various touches were affecting her. While she still looked fairly smug with her constant smirk and deep gaze, I could see that she was getting a little flushed as we progressed. I only felt more encouraged to get things just right, if only in the name of wiping that smirk off her face. And I did. Putting all the pieces together, I waited until her breath was hitched from one of my smaller motions before giving her what I had learned was a perfect squeeze followed by the usual nipple rub that never failed. To my satisfaction, as well as to hers, I succeeded in drawing a breathy moan from her lips as her eyes ever so slightly fluttered before she managed to train them on mine again. Rewarding me with a touch below that brought me right to the edge again, Natalie backed off at the last second as she took a quiet breath. Then she finally broke the silence with a near whisper. “Has my sister ever let you fuck her in the ass before?” ------------------- **Check out my website:** www.ladyluciastories.com **And my Patreon:** www.https://www.patreon.com/user?u=73056590

Daddy's Home - Part 3

The next day, I woke up and immediately remembered my boyfriend, Brad. I was mad at myself for cheating on him, but for some reason, it didn't feel like the biggest loss. Either way, I knew what I had to do. I met up with him for a coffee and gently broke the news that I wasn't really in the right head space to be in a relationship at that moment. He was much more understanding than I had expected, but I knew he wouldn't have been if he'd known the truth. I could still barely believe what had happened between me and dad, but I wasn't regretting it. It had just been too damn good. If anything, now I'd had a taste, I wanted even more. I knew it was fucked up, I really did, and I knew I was risking a lot by doing it, but I didn't care. It was still worth it. Oh, so worth it.  Over the next couple of months, we fucked at least once a week. Each time, he never failed to impress or surprise me. The sex was just mind-blowing, and he always managed to make me feel new kinds of delights. I realized that mom had been a lucky woman, at least, before the accident. She was still unresponsive, and the doctors were no longer sure that she would wake up. Still, I visited her weekly and talked to her with more ease than when she'd been present in my life. It was a strange dynamic, but it worked. At least she wasn't dead. Dad hadn't switched back to hating me for a while, too, which made my life much easier. That version of him was always so cold and mean. It was the man I hated, to be honest, the man who'd abandoned me. The less I saw of that side of him, the better. It sounds terrible, but I didn't want him to fully recover, and for that man to come back. I wanted to maintain the status quo; carry on looking after him, carry on being a loving daughter, carry on fucking him.  So that's exactly what I did. I just pushed aside the fact that I must be sick in the head and did what I wanted to do. I began to get brazen in fulfilling my needs, too. Sometimes, on his good days, when we were a loving father and daughter again, I would find myself craving him. We'd be mid-conversation, and I would excuse myself to go and smoke a cigarette. Minutes later, he'd be all over me, and we'd end up having sex for hours and hours. I just couldn't help myself, it was the best sex of my life. It did feel strange sometimes, going from being his loving daughter to being his slut wife, but I just ran with it. Besides, I kind of got a kick out of it, too. It was just so bad. I was so bad.  On one of dad's good days, we were working out in the gym together. We loved to be a little competitive with each other, so we were doing a timed race on the cycle machines. He was beating me by a couple of kilometers, playfully taunting me the whole time. I loved seeing him happy. It was in moments like those that I felt truly at home again, like when I was younger. Just me and my dad, bonding together and joking around. It was as if all the years of shit had never happened. After a while, dad predictably beat me, throwing his hands in the air like he'd just won the Tour de France. As I chuckled away at his silly victory pose, I accidentally caught sight of a bulge in his shorts. He wasn't hard, but just seeing the outline of his dick was enough to get me going. A terrible, filthy thought crossed my mind, seemingly from nowhere. I knew it was a risky idea, but I was starting to enjoy the risk. It was such a thrill. I'd been getting the urge to be so kinky lately, I just wanted to do things I knew were wrong. I didn't know why, but I didn't want to question it too much, either.  I hopped off the exercise bike and told him I'd be back in a minute. I felt my heart thudding hard in my chest, and I knew it wasn't just because of the workout. I was excited and terrified, thinking about what I was about to do. I grabbed my cigarettes and lighter from my room, and went back into the gym. He carried on cycling, just doing a light cool down, and I sat myself down on a yoga mat, making myself comfortable.  “So, what are we doing after this, then?” he asked. “Oh, I don't mind, dad,” I said, subtly pulling out a smoke and concealing it in my hand. “What do you want to do?” “Well, I thought that we could head into town and pick up some dinner. Then, maybe we could go for a walk along the river. It's such a beautiful day. Sound good, kiddo?” he asked. “Sounds great,” I said. “Awesome,” he said. “You know, I was thinking, maybe we should get some new equipment for the gym. Maybe a rowing machine. I could beat you on that, too.” As he carried on talking about equipment, I slipped off my leggings and pushed them aside. He noticed but just carried on with what he was saying, as he cycled. He must have thought I was getting changed, or something. With my lighter and cigarette in hand, I quickly slid my panties off and spread my legs wide. Now I had his attention. “Miley, what are you doing?” he asked, surprised. “Why don't you come and eat my pussy, dad?” I asked, dipping one hand into myself. My heart was fucking racing like crazy. This was, by far, the riskiest thing I had done yet. I couldn't believe how utterly wild it felt, as I stroked my pussy and stared at him. “What the fuck, Miley?!” he said, raising his voice.  I'd left it long enough. I took my hand from between my legs and grabbed my lighter. I popped the cigarette between my lips and flicked the lighter down with my thumb. It didn't light. I tried again, but it still didn't light. I desperately flicked away at it, to no avail. I looked up at dad, horror and panic in my eyes. I hadn't planned for this, I hadn't planned for this shit at all. I returned my attention to the lighter, again trying in vain to ignite it, but it was no use. It was fucked. I was fucked. I'd only wanted to be a little adventurous, and play with myself in front of him while he still thought I was his daughter. I was gonna light the smoke, trigger him back to thinking I was mom, then have my way with him. This was the last thing I'd thought would happen.   Dad stopped cycling and slowly got off his bike. He grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat from his head, and slowly walked over to me. He sat down in front of me, and my heart almost stopped. I held my breath, unable to move or speak. What the hell had I done? It felt like we were just sitting in silence for eternity. What was happening? Was he furious with me? Was I about to get shouted at? Or, was he actually going to eat my pussy? After a billion more crazy thoughts, I saw his lips begin moving to speak. I jumped up. “Oh, my fucking God. I'm so sorry!” I said, before bolting out of the room.  I ran into my bedroom, pulled on some more leggings, and immediately fled the house. I couldn't believe how stupid I'd been. I was shaking like mad, adrenaline surging through me. I got straight in the car and just drove. I needed to get as far away as I could. I ended up driving for hours, terrified that he was going to call the hospital or the police, the whole time. By the point I'd gathered enough courage to go home, it was dark. I pulled the car up to the house, trembling with fear. I quietly slipped into the house, my senses on high alert, trying to gauge what exactly I was walking into. I honestly expected to find officers waiting for me, but instead, I found dad just watching TV quietly. His first words were to ask who I was. I was relieved but still devastated. Just because he forget, didn't mean I did. I made us some dinner, and we sat in relative silence as we ate. I could barely look at him, let alone talk. After he went to bed, I did the same. I needed sleep. I needed to calm down. I needed to forget everything. The next day, he was the same. I just busied myself with my usual duties and avoided him as much as possible. As terrible and jarring as the previous day had been, something was still playing on my mind. When he had been sitting in front of me on the yoga mat, I hadn't given him the chance to talk, I just ran away. I wanted to know what he was going to say. Was he actually mad? He hadn't seemed it, at least I didn't think he had. Or, was he going to eat me out? The thought sounded crazy, though, he would never have let that happen. Would he? I couldn't tell, and it was driving me crazy. With no answers available, I had to just leave it. I wasn't going to take that kind of risk again, either, so there was no point thinking about it. The weeks rolled by. As usual, he was mostly the same, not remembering anything. On the times when he remembered who I was, I was distant with him. He didn't remember each separate time we were like father and daughter, so he had no recollection of what had happened in the gym, but I still knew and it was eating me up. I found it hard to be close to him, even when he wanted to spend quality time with me. Despite the amnesia, he was quite an astute man, and he could tell when I was keeping him at arm's length. I could tell it saddened him, and I felt even worse for it. As such, I started withdrawing and only helping him with the bare minimum. I had stopped smoking again, too, and we hadn't had sex since before the gym session. It was just all too much. I felt lower than pond scum. Sometimes, all you need is to make a stupid fucking mistake to wake you up to the fact that you're an absolute mess. One evening, after an especially shitty day, I decided I needed a God damn drink. I popped into town quickly and picked up a bottle of wine. I was sad, frustrated, angry, and confused. I needed to drown my miseries. After dad had gone to bed, I sat in the living room and opened up the bottle. I wanted to drink it so badly. I wanted to just tip the bottle up and pour it all down my throat, but I couldn't. I just couldn't become my mother. The thought repulsed me. So, instead, I just sat brooding in the dark, making myself angry. I was angry that I'd fucked things up, angry that I was stuck in this crazy situation, and angry at dad. I wasn't sure why, I just was. I mean, he had abandoned me, maybe I was just furious about that.  As I continued not drinking in the dark, I heard a noise. He was up. Usually, I knew what that would mean, but I hadn't been smoking. What was going on? I turned my gaze toward his bedroom door, and after a few seconds, he appeared. He rubbed his eyes and walked over to the couch. As I studied him, I could tell something was different. This wasn't the forgetful dad, it wasn't the loving dad, and it wasn't the horny husband. No, this was the worst version.  “Miley...” he said, suddenly focusing on me. “What the fuck are you doing here?” I sighed, wishing I'd finished the entire bottle of wine. I'd gotten used to dealing with this side of him, but I wasn't in the mood.  “I'm looking after you, dad,” I said, with a little more attitude than I had wanted.  “I don't need you to look after me. And, I'm not your dad!” he said, his temper quickly flaring. We went back and forth for a little while, and he demanded to know where mom was. I explained the situation to him again, for the hundredth time.  “I want you to go!” he shouted. “No, I can't go, dad,” I said, defeated. “I keep telling you, I'm not your dad!” he said. I was so fed up with him. I just felt a rage building up inside me. All the years of being without him, of knowing that he abandoned me, of feeling discarded and unwanted, it all just came bubbling to the surface. I couldn't keep my patience with him anymore.  “Well, you were my fucking dad!” I shouted back. “But, no, I get it. You don't want to be anymore. Real good of you!” “Don't talk to me like that in my own home,” he scowled. “You've no idea...no idea what it's like, to find out that the child you thought was yours is actually someone else's.” “Just because we're not blood, doesn't mean you had to fucking leave me!” I shouted.  He looked away, shaking his head, muttering some hurtful insults. That was it, I was done. I wasn't going to just stand there and take his shit. “Oh, why don't you just eat my ass?” I said, flipping him off.  “I told you not to talk to me like that,” he said, pointing at me.  “No, I'm serious,” I lied, “come and eat my fucking ass. Go on.” I stood up and turned around, sticking out my butt. I wasn't serious, of course, I was just furious and wanted to give him attitude.  “Fuck you, Miley!” he said, storming off to his bedroom. He continued cursing at me as he marched off, and I just shook my head. I couldn't believe how much of a bastard he was being. Why couldn't he just love me? Was it really that difficult? I threw myself back into the couch, absolutely fuming. I could only see red. I just wanted to smash something. I picked up the full bottle of wine, and pulled back my arm, ready to throw it through the window. Just before I did, a thought came to me. I slammed the bottle back down onto the coffee table. If he was going to be unreasonable and a prick, so was I. I stood up and tore off my clothes, leaving them in a messy pile on the floor. I stomped towards his bedroom and threw open the door, standing completely naked in front of him. He was sitting in his bed, arms folded. “What the hell are you doing?!” he raged. “I am serious, actually,” I said, still lying. I crawled onto the end of his bed, turned around so that my ass was facing him, and bent over. I pulled my cheeks apart and turned my head to face him. “Come and eat my ass!” I demanded. “Miley, I'm-” he began in an angry tone. “What? What?!” I shouted. “You said it yourself, you're not my dad. So, you should have no problem with eating it.” I still wasn't serious, I just wanted to be rebellious, to anger him further. I was so enraged with him that I was practically shaking. “What are you waiting for?!” I shouted. I turned my head away from him and just stuck my ass higher into the air, wiggling it around. I knew he wasn't going to do anything, but I really wanted to piss him off. I wanted him to be as angry as I was.  “Miley, you are my daughter,” he said, his tone still firm, but not as angry, now.  I was about to yell something back at him when I suddenly felt a warm, wet feeling slide onto my ass. My eyes widened, as I felt his hands grip my ass cheeks, pulling them apart. His tongue slid all over my asshole, and I didn't even think, I just reacted. My hand found my pussy and I began vigorously playing with myself. I let out a series of slutty moans, as dad's tongue pushed into my tight hole. I couldn't actually believe he was doing this, or why he was suddenly saying that I was his daughter, but I didn't care. This was way too kinky to focus on anything else. He continued eating my ass for ages, smacking my cheeks hard as he went. I'd never actually had someone lick my asshole before, but I was loving it. Eventually, he pulled away, and I wasted no time at all. I spun around and pushed him back onto the bed. I practically fell on top of him and took his hard cock into my mouth. I slurped him deep into my throat, stroking furiously. I had so much pent-up anger and sexual frustration, and I wanted to take it all out on him. I heard him moan slightly, and surprisingly, it just hit me the wrong way. I popped him out of my mouth and sat up.  “Why the fuck are you now saying that I'm your daughter, after all these years? And why say it before eating my ass?!” I demanded to know.  “I...look, it's...it's not easy,” he said, looking up at me.  I wasn't happy with his reply. I snatched his dick into my hand and angrily stroked him. “Yes?!” I barked. “Carry on, dickhead!” “I...oh, God...” he moaned. “Fucking focus!” I snapped, still furiously rubbing him. “This hasn't exactly been easy for me, you know,” he struggled to reply. “Join the fucking club!” I said. He huffed loudly and looked away from me. I was raging, just full of wrath and desire. I wasn't going to be ignored so easily. I got on top of him, straddled his dick, and guided it into my soaking pussy. I pushed down and felt him stretching into me. I swung my head back and let out a deep, long moan. Once I'd regained my senses, I forcefully pressed my hands against his chest to balance myself, and looked him dead in the eyes, as I began to ride him. “Come on, tell me how fucking hard it's been for you!” I shouted. I could tell from his expression that he couldn't believe what was happening, but I could also tell that he was loving it. Fucking him was something I'd grown pretty used to, but this was completely new for him; to dad, this was the first time we'd done this. “Your mother cheated on me, Miley!” he shouted back. “And I found out you weren't mine!” I rode him with a stronger, more powerful pace, making sure to slam my ass down hard onto him.  “And, what? That's a good enough reason to leave?” I said, trying not to give him the satisfaction of hearing me moan.  His hands slid up my legs and gripped my ass cheeks. “No!” I said, slapping his hands away. “I want to hear you say it! I want to hear why you left me all alone!” He didn't answer me. He was clearly enjoying the feeling of my pussy wrapped around his big, hard dick. I stopped riding him and leaned closer to him, so that my face was right next to his.  “Tell me!” I demanded. “Because I was weak!” he cried out. “I was stupid, and a coward, and weak, okay? I fucking panicked and I left. I regretted it every day. Every single fucking day!” My expression sank. I hadn't expected to hear that from him. In truth, I didn't know what I had expected, but it wasn't that.  “I'm sorry,” he said, softly. “I'm so, so sorry. I know it means nothing, but I'm sorry.” I remained still, thinking about what he'd said. It didn't make up for the years of hurt and loneliness, but it still meant a lot to me to hear him say it.  “I get it,” I said. “I do. It doesn't mean I forgive you, and it doesn't excuse what you did. But, I get it.” “So...” he began, looking at us in disbelief, “what the hell are we doing? Jesus! We should stop.” Ever so slowly, I edged back on his dick and began gently riding him again. “We're fucking, daddy,” I said, a devilish grin on my face. “And, no, we shouldn't stop.” His eyes widened. He couldn't believe the words coming out of my mouth, but I could tell that he liked it. I grabbed his hands and brought them to my ass. He gripped my cheeks hard, and I bit my lip in response. I could barely believe what was happening, either.  “But, we-” he began. I put my finger to his lips, then took my breasts into my hands, pushing them together and caressing them. I picked up my rhythm and began to ride his thickness with a little more enthusiasm.  “But-” he tried to say, once more. I put my finger to his lips again, growing frustrated.  “You're going to fill your daughter's pussy full of cum, okay?” I said calmly, keeping my finger to his lips. He just stared at me for a moment, then nodded. Satisfied with his response, I took my finger from him and continued massaging my breasts.  “I've been a bad girl, and daddy needs to punish me,” I said, smiling. He didn't need any further encouragement. He began pushing deeper into me, pulling my ass down with every thrust he made. I rolled my eyes back, loving the feeling of being stretched out again. I bucked up and down on him, enjoying the ride of my life. I felt like a nasty bitch. So filthy. So slutty. So wrong. We'd finally reconciled, and he'd finally accepted that I was his daughter, and we were still fucking anyway. It was the kinkiest feeling in the world.  He suddenly threw me off him and quickly repositioned me so that I was on all fours. I happily let him do what he wanted. He got behind me and I felt his length slide into me again. I let out a long moan and pushed back into him until he was fully inside me. He took hold of my ass cheeks and began fucking me like I knew he could. He didn't hold back. I felt like my pussy was going to explode with how rough he was being, but I wasn't going to tell him to stop. It was too damn good.  “Yes, daddy! Fuck that little pussy!” I cried out. I could hear his grunts and groans, as he railed away at me with a vigor I hadn't felt from him before. It turned me on so much. I slipped my hand between my legs and began flicking my fingers across my clit. This was so much more insane than before. He'd just thought I was someone else, then, but now he knew exactly who I was and we were still going at it like animals. It wasn't long at all before I felt an orgasm building within me. It felt huge, like a tsunami was growing within. I let out a long scream as his thrusts pushed me over the edge. “I'm cumming, dad!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.  As I climaxed, I felt a huge pressure within me still, and it only kept growing. I felt like I was going to burst. I reached behind me and pushed him back so that his dick fell out of me. As soon as I did, I felt myself violently explode. I gushed and gushed all over him, totally soaking his chest and cock. I shook like I was going to break apart, screaming the entire time. I'd never experienced such a powerful orgasm, and I'd never squirted before, either. It was so fucking intense.  “Jesus Christ!” I heard him say, in disbelief.  Just as soon as I'd finished covering him, he slipped back into me and resumed fucking my pussy with all his strength. I fell into the bed and just let him have his way with me. I was too drained to do anything else, at that moment. My moans continued, and I happily listened to his big dick slopping in and out of me. I was in heaven, but I wanted him to be in heaven, too. “It's your turn to cum, daddy,” I said. “Come on, fill me up. Fill up your daughter.” His moans changed into a deep growl, and he picked up his pace. I could tell he was enjoying my dirty talk.  “Please, daddy! Give it to me!” I begged. “I want it. I want it so badly! Cum inside me!” He let out a huge roar and I smiled as I felt him shooting into me.  “Yes, daddy, yes! That's it. Fucking fill me! Fill me up with everything you've got!” I moaned.  He didn't stop, he just kept flooding my pussy with thick, warm cum. It was such an amazing feeling. I just wanted to be full, totally and completely full of my dad's cum. Eventually, his pace slowed, and I could feel the last spurts shooting into me. Once he was done, he pulled out, and I spun around onto my back.  “Did you enjoy cumming inside me, daddy?” I asked, as innocently as I could, batting my eyelids. “God, yes!” he replied. “I know you're not done,” I said, spreading my legs for him. “Come and give me some more.” He wiped the sweat from his forehead and positioned himself between my legs. Within moments, I was full of his rock-hard cock again, and being fucked hard into the bed. He lasted much longer, this time. He fucked me for what felt like hours, in all sorts of positions. He made me cum constantly, and I even squirted for him again. Eventually, I found myself on my knees, with him standing over me. I was sliding his dick all the way into my throat, stroking him, and playing with his balls. I kept my eyes fixed on his the entire time. “You want daddy's cum?” he asked, looking down at me.  I nodded, still slobbering all over his shaft. I knew it was coming and I couldn't wait. “Oh, fuck!” he cried out.  He began moaning, and I felt him throwing huge ropes of his warm load into my mouth. We kept our gaze locked, as I continually swallowed everything that he was pumping into me. It was such an incredibly hot experience.  “Oh, yes, baby. Drink it all up!” he said.  I did. I drank every fucking drop until there was nothing else left. I pulled him free and gasped for air, smiling wildly.  “You enjoy that?” he asked. “Yes, daddy,” I replied, wiping my mouth clean.  He held out his hand and helped me to my feet. I took a moment to regain my balance, but I was dizzy as hell and fell into him. He caught me with his big arms and held onto me. I just rested my head on his chest, still panting heavily. It had been amazing, more than that, life-changing. I suspected it wasn't going to be the end of our sessions, either. I looked up at him. “I love you, daddy,” I said, still savoring the taste of him in my mouth. “I love you, too,” he replied.  We returned to bed and just rested a while in each other's arms. It was perfect. We inevitably fell asleep, though, and I woke the next day in a panic; I had no idea who he was going to be that day. As I regained my composure, I calmed myself a little. It didn't really matter who he was going to be, or if he could recall anything. Whatever happened, I was going to help him remember, over and over and over again.

[M/S] [A/ne] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 446. "Mommy please, please stop..."

**My nephew and I have come up with a number of code words to keep him safe during our intimate time. "Bugs Bunny" means stop. If he says "Stop" it means he wants me to fuck him harder.** My 22cm strap-on was buried to the hilt inside Tommy's tight and innocent ass. I had removed his chastity cage and he was nude except for a pair of silk and lace pink panties, that were being stretched in the front and pulled down in the back. He was bent over his mother's vanity in her bathroom. I wore only burgundy heels, jewelry and a sadistic smile. My hand clutched his hair and yanked his head back. He was forced to stare at his own reflection as I sodomized and defiled him brutally. "Mommy...Oh Mommy...please stop...please stop Mommy" he wailed loudly, tears falling down his cheeks. His pleas only caused me to fuck him harder, like an out-of-control jackhammer. My free hand dug my nails into his hip, and I continued my rampage. The mirror rattled and I fucked him harder than ever. My cruel and merciless laugh was interrupted by him whimpering "Please...please...please Mommy...please stop..." As hard as I could, I thrust back and forth feeling by back tire, but I continued. I must admit, maternally fucking his ass with my Mommy-Cock while watching it all unfold in a mirror was electrifying and exhilarating. His body started to tighten, and I pushed as deep as possible. Seconds later he was pumping out his cum like a fountain on the floor and cupboard. As he caught his breath enough to speak, he uttered "Bugs Bunny..." I slowed to a stop and then eased my toy out of his spent body. His balls were drained and when I offered him sex, he politely declined but offered to pleasure me with his tongue. He truly is a good boy. I only wish he lived at my house. **My sons are 22 and 27 and my nephew is 19. If I was looking for a boyfriend, it would never be you.**

[M/s] umm I gave my son a handjob before bed update 2

It's been maybe a month since my last post. I can't even go back and re read my last posts. I started reading the original one and just felt sick to my stomach. I was "good" in comparison to now. At that point I just gave him one handjob and time passed. Now it's just a constant thing and I don't see it stopping. I enjoy it too much and he enjoys it clearly. He knows that I enjoy it even though I try my best to just look as indifferent as possible. I don't know why I like this shit so much. Everything that should be gross only turns me on more. When I look straight and see my son, the boy I raised looking at me I know in my heart it is wrong. I know this is odd but the more wrong it feels the more I enjoy it. &#x200B; People keep badgering me to give long sexual details and I just don't want to. You all know what a handjob is. I rub my son until he cums and then I feel terrible about it. It just happens now. Sometimes he initiates or sometimes I do. It's never really spoken on. On saturday I gave him one in the morning. I gave him another after breakfast. I gave him another before I went shopping in the afternoon. I gave him another in the night. The last one I was just sitting on the couch drinking some wine and he walked in the room kind of rubbing on his groin. He sat next to me and I just did it. No words. I just grabbed my son's junk like a psychopath. I feel like a horrible mother. I don't even understand how this started. When I think about how this happened, why did I do it? Why did I reach for it. Why have I continued doing it. We've gotten to a point where he can just walk in the room and touch his groin and I'm rubbing him off. &#x200B; The biggest change I can mention is that since I know he finds me attractive and we are sexual. I just feel comfortable with him looking at me. I don't walk around wearing revealing clothing or doing anything different but he openly looks at my breast or looks at my body in general. Our discussions have gotten more personal. We don't talk about the act during or after really but he's just more open. We have candid conversation about sex. I told him how I lost my virginity. He told me the kind of porn and things he likes. He is open about his attraction to me and talks about how pretty I am and you'd think these conversations would be odd or really arousing but it's just normal. He told me "I jack off to pictures of you" and I told him that it is okay. Like what the fuck?? I don't know why I'm doing this. In the moment it just feels normal and intimate but typing it all out. My son says he masturbates to pictures of me and I just said okay and that it was sweet. It's not like he has any spicy pictures. I've been kind of cheeky and flirty in these moments. When we talk about sex I'll say "if I were your age I'd be all over you" playfully and he just says he thinks I'm great now. &#x200B; I guess I'm typing this out now because we had a moment that was more intimate than normal. He got home not long ago. He greeted me and hugged and then went to shower. Which is normal, nothing new there. I think the moment I heard him arrive and get inside the house I was just excited. I don't know how to put it without hating myself so I'll just get to what happened. I heard the water cut off and I knocked on the door. He let me and in he was just standing there with just a towel in his hand. I took the towel and dried him off and hugged him at the same time. I was wrapping the towel and my arms around him and we were close. When I was drying his hair off we were really close. His "part" was pressing into my thigh/groin area. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and just held him close in my arms like that. His hands were on my waist and back. He's always very...I guess wary about where he puts his hands on me. I just told him "it's okay" and he right away grabbed my butt and pulled me close to him. And as terrible as I feel I can't lie, I fucking loved it. When he pulled me closer to him I moaned and it was audible. It was like a gasp moan. I took like half a step back and just started rubbing him and the usual happened. Only this time he was holding me and felt me up. He felt all the private areas. Groin, butt, breasts, stomach, waist. All through the clothing but his hands were everywhere. When he touched between my legs I was really excited to say the least and he pointed out how wet it felt and I just said "yeah." "it's okay" and "yeah" was all I said during this whole thing. &#x200B; I made him cum and I've been in my room ever since. He's out there in the living room and I feel fucking terrible but I feel the most excited and sexually aroused I've ever been. I've had my fun. I've had sex and I've been aroused. But I was wearing underwear and a shorts and he could feel it through that. I've never been this excited and I just feel the whole rush through my body. It's like a good shiver up my spine and I just don't think I should do this. I know you guys are pro incest but I just feel like I should stop because something more happens...

I F22 had a sleepover with my coworker F23 [FF]

Skip the first paragraph if you don’t want context. I have to write this down, I have to remember every detail. And I want to tell someone but there’s no one I can tell, given the slightly immoral nature of it. We work together. She’s objectively a beautiful girl. Very sweet and genuine, comes off a little shy, but getting to know her she grew progressively more flirtatious and forward. We’ve become very close friends. Hanging out after work when we can, usually smoking in a car, in an abandoned parking lot, tensions high. These late night conversations couldn’t help but elicit conversation of our shared attraction, how fun it would be to play together. She’s never had any girl on girl experience and is definitely eager to try. I on the other hand, although I have some experience, still feel like I need more. We’d reveal all our secrets about each other. Our wet dreams, in which we’d get so close, I’d climb on top of her but never did anything because it wasn’t allowed. Our fantasies, where I’d massage her, moving my hands over her back, over her ass, spreading her legs apart, getting her so worked up, she’d have no choice but to accept my fingers inside her. The tensions had become so intense I once came to a video of her singing… And in the midst of these conversation we unfortunately would always have to remind ourselves that we’re both in relationships. Good ones too. Once I tried to set boundaries with her but that quickly fell through. We couldn’t help it. Flirting with each other. Wanting to touch legs or fingers every time we got the chance. The tension had been building for weeks. We decided we’d have a sleepover. The anticipation leading up to it was very exciting. Wondering if we were both faithful enough to not do anything. Hoping that something would happen, but obviously knowing it shouldn’t because that would be bad. She gets her period the day before. We take it as a sign from the universe telling us to be good. The time comes. I’m at her house and we’re very playful with each other, we decide to drink wine and smoke. We changed into pj shorts and oversized shirts. Her shorts were very revealing and her legs looked ridiculously smooth and sexy. We wanted to push the edge, seeing how far each of us might go before actually doing anything. We play spicy games with sex related questions. We massage each others feet. She was very adept with her hands let me tell you. A natural understanding for how to make a person feel good. She was complaining about her back pain from her period. I offer to massage her back. Knowing what this might do to the both of us, I continue to climb on top of her, roll up her shirt, grab the lotion and begin. Moving my hands methodically, starting with slow circles on her lower back, pressing my thumbs into the tighter areas working the lotion in. I glide my thumbs up her spine, and spread my palms over her shoulders. She moans softly. We both giggle, and she apologizes but that only made me want to touch her more. I make use of my whole hand, using lots of pressure, and focusing on the areas that elicit more of a response. She continued to moan throughout the massage. “It just feels good to release” she says. I understood. I’d occasionally tease her underwear line every so often, but mostly because I was desperately fighting the urge to pull down her shorts and bury my hands in her pussy. Eventually the massage was over and we decided to cuddle and watch Netflix. We would stroke each others arm or back. Her touch felt so good, and I couldn’t help but twitch and shiver. I’d do my best to “accidentally” brush my hand against her chest while I was gently scratching her arm, just to tease her, but not push the boundaries too far. We fall asleep cuddling. We were mostly good on this night. It was not until the morning that we let the tension get the best of us. We cuddled the whole night, and in the morning, in our sleepy state, seemed to get more aggressive with each other. Our legs fit in between each others so that we could rub ourselves against the other. I was petting her arm, my hand danced across her nipple. I imagined the excitement she was feeling, and her body presses closer to mine. I raise my leg, so that it’s against her pussy. I feel it’s warmth, I feel it tense, and I timidly put more pressure on it. I slowly rub myself against her leg. With every pulse and flex I felt in her pussy on my leg, I became more excited and horny. I gently graze my hand down her side and onto her leg. Teasing and stroking her thigh I’d bring my hand closer to the inside of her leg then dance away. She presses herself closer to me, I know she wants more. My pussy is throbbing and wet at this point and I start forcefully grinding my thigh in between her legs. I want more, I want her to use me for her pleasure, I’m showing her that it’s okay. Neither of us spoke to acknowledge what was happening, we were both just so in the moment and couldn’t seem to stop ourselves. I continue to tease her nipples, over her shirt, they were hard. I wanted them in my mouth. I wanted to slide my hand in her pants and rub circles on her clit. I wanted to hear her moan my name in my ear. But after realizing this wasn’t going to happen, I pulled away. It started to feel too good, too tempting, and I felt guilty. Continued in comments

[d/M] Spending Valentine’s Day with my (32F) husband (34M) and my mom (57F)

For those of you who have followed my story for a long time, you know that I let my husband and mother start a relationship with my blessing. Eventually the three of us started having fun together, and that has evolved into a three-way relationship together. For over a year now we’ve been adventuring together sexually. Valentine’s Day was coming and hubby, mom, and I finally had the chance to use a toy we bought a while back: a strap on. There was some discussions leading up to the day as to who was going to use it, and how it was going to be used, but we finally agreed and the day arrived. Hubby said beforehand that he wanted us both to feel extra special on Valentine’s Day and that he’d do whatever either of us wanted. Since he and I both worked during the day, we all exchanged some very sexy text messages during the day, mom sent some sultry and seductive pics to us, and by the time the day was over, everyone was extra charged up. Hubby and I came home at nearly the exact same time to a lovely candle-lit, rose petal-decorated living room with a trail of both leading to our upstairs bedroom. It was such a romantic surprise from my mom. We kissed hello and followed the path upstairs. Mom was lying on the bed completely naked with such an intense and sultry look on her face. It was the sexiest thing my husband and I had ever seen. She wasn’t touching herself or anything, just lying there looking over at us. She wagged her finger for us to come join her on the bed, and we followed directions obediently. Mom said she wanted my husband to strip me for her. Hubby slowly took off each bit of my clothes, even tossing my bra at mom once he took it off. I laid down next to her, both of us completely naked. Mom instructed hubby to take off his clothes and then take turns licking her and me. Hubby dutifully did so, stripping down and taking his place first between her legs. She put her hand over top of mine, we intertwined our fingers, and she squeezed my hand, as my husband began to taste her. She turned her head and said she loved me, and we started a slow passionate building kiss while hubby moaned into her pussy as he licked it. With our passion and intensity rising, our tongues swirling, and our hands squeezing, hubby moved over to me and began to devour my dripping pussy. Lick after lick he teased me and satisfied me and teased me some more. Finally, mom broke away from our makeout session, leaned over to the bed stand and pulled out the strap on. We had agreed that I would use the toy on her, so she handed it to me. Hubby sat up, already so hard and turned on, but with an extra gleam of excitement in his eye as I strapped it onto my body. Hubby kissed mom and asked her how she wanted it. She got up and on all fours, looked back at me, looked up at my hubby and said she wanted me behind her, then she grabbed my husband’s cock and put it in her mouth. She was sucking him so hard as I got in position behind her. I teased her with the tip and she moaned onto his cock. Her groan as I finally slid it into her was a groan of relief. I grabbed my mom by the hips and slowly pushed myself forward, sliding the toy all the way inside as I them started to rock back and forth. Hubby had his hand in her hair and was helping me move her in unison. We moved together slowly like that for some time, mom sucking my husband’s dick while I fucked her from behind with our strap on. The slurping and moaning noises she was making coupled with my body smacking into hers was so sexy, so hot. She lasted a few minutes before pulling my husband’s cock out of her mouth to say she was about to cum. I kept my pace the same. Hubby reached over top of her and grabbed her ass while she put him back in her mouth. Before we knew it, she took him out again and started hitting the bed and moaning that she was cumming. I grabbed her hips hard and made sure my last thrusts were powerful and deep, and she finally dropped her head to the bed when her orgasm was finished. Hubby got up and stood over top her bringing his dick to my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head as I engulfed it with my lips. With the toy still buried in my mom, I sucked his cock so hard and so fast as he guided my head back and forth. After a minute he pulled back, grabbed his cock, stroking it so fast, and started to spray my face with shot after shot of warm strings of cum. Fortunately, we weren’t done for the night after that…

Does anyone take requests for rape/noncon stories.

I think it would be hot to read a story where a filthy old elderly man rapes a bombshell college blonde.

Just got my boob sucked! Finally!

I had been fantasizing about getting my boobs sucked for a while now but I never told my boyfriend. I'm kinda ashamed about it. Today we were cuddling with his head resting on my chest and he started rubbing his face on my boobs over my clothes. Then he started kissing them and when I started caressing his hair and pressing his face on them he lifted my t-shirt and started sucking. I honestly felt like I was in heaven lol. The way he alternated between the two of them and sucked as his life depended on it was so hot and kind of comforting. When I happened to tug a little on his hair and get my boobs out of his mouth he instantly started going at it again with the most adorable expression ever. Having my breasts all over his face while holding and caressing him was one of the most intimate moments we ever had. I ended up getting super wet and he had great sex after. I asked if we could do that again and he said he would love that. The whole experience made me so happy I felt like sharing it here. Maybe it serves as an encouragement for women like me, who are embarrassed about asking something for their partners or have something holding them back. Just do it, it might be a great experience!

[MF] mounted on the night bus (public)

We'd been out with friends on Friday night and had to get the bus home. We were at the back on the top deck fooling around. She'd got my dick out and was jerking me while I'd pulled her knickers and tights to her knees and had two fingers in her. She suddenly got down on her knees and put my dick in her mouth. Her arse and pussy on full display for anyone to turn around and see. There were about 8 others on the bus and I'm sure one guy was watching. She then mounted me and I'd just got the tip in when we got to our stop. We hurriedly pulled our clothes up and went downstairs. We then realised that the driver could see everything on the cameras. She wished him a good night and we went home to continue.

[M/s] I've been helping my son bath (update 29)

Hey there!! Very long time no see for me on this sub! Feels like it was forever ago that I last made a post and after a quick check it's been almost 6 months! An awful lot has happened since then but for a quick recap (which will be expanded below dont stress), we are all still living together and both sons are still sexually involved with me. I decided to post another update due to a reason I can't list because of moderation however, for our purposes here, it inspired me to keep telling our story. There's so much to catch up on so I guess I'll just outline roughly what's been happening and a key event thats really propelled us into the incest love sphere. As far as the regularity of our sexual encounters, like with everything, they've had their dips and highs. Nothing negative or anything in bad taste precipitated that, it's just how any sexual relationship works (in my experience). For a time there we were only sleeping together roughly once a week due to conflicting schedules and the monotony of/tiredness work brings on. However these brief periods always pass as we discover new and exciting ways for our bodies to be connected in the best way we know how. The three of us are still single and I'm still very against them not dating if they find someone they really have a connection with. When I say that to them they both just sort of shrug me off as a concerned mother but I found it extremely important to drive that home. The three of us were in a familial relationship prior to this starting up but as time has progressed it's feeling more and more like we're in a thruple. I'd like to highlight our kissing to prove my point as it's very intense and feel when we are intimate, much more like I have two lovers rather than two sons; which I guess is kinda the point. I still get butterflies when talking about them in this way and have to remind myself a lot that I'm still their mother and they're still my son's. We are closer now than we have EVER been and I'm here for as long as this keeps up. There have been several other milestones we've hit since the last post including something I'll end this post with (so as not to spoil anything too early). They still call my crop top and g string combo 'my uniform' which just becomes more endearing each time they ask me to step into it. I mean, not that ever need much prompting for it since it's been my go to for about a year now but I think it's worth mentioning. They've even started ordering me different types of underwear that they want to see me in and to be honest it's kind of a thrill when a new package arrives. I always tell them to go and wait on the couch or in my bed before I slip into it then they get a bit of a fashion show before things very quickly deteriorate into me sucking and fucking them both. I really feel like handling two cocks is kind of a speciality of mine now and I'm more used to having two than just one which is a place I never thought I'd get to 😂. Neither of them identify as bisexual however when I asked them about it one night when I was cuddling up to them one night, my youngest told me probably the correct term is heteroflexible. For those who don't know it's just being okay with casual touching but they don't feel anything romantic towards the same sex. I believe in the last few posts I'd made, their cocks touching had happened a few times but now it's really no thing. There's few things I find hotter than grabbing their shafts with both my hands and rubbing/licking them together and hearing their moans. This sort of touching escalated naturally and we've never forced each other into anything none of us are comfortable doing. For those who have been reading from the start you'll know this all started because my youngest was in a motorcycle accident and I started washing him. One thing led to another which lead me to making these posts and sharing our story. The reason I mention this is because we've all (fairly recently) started taking baths together. I find it a really nice way to relax after a long day at work being sandwiched between they two of them while we giggle and play with each other, reminiscing on the past and just how hot this whole situation is. These baths actually started unexpectedly (at least from my perspective) but was also unsurprisingly, one of the hottest things I've ever experienced. It was during one of our 'lul' periods where the frequency with which we were having sex was waining slightly. I'd just finished another late shift after a really tough week and was looking forward to coming home, kissing them goodnight and crawling up into a ball for some sleep straight away but those plans were put on hold when I came home and yelled out.........to no one With my presence announced and not responded to; a few more cries out for any sign of life came out and I resigned myself to thinking they were gone without letting me know and I began my nightly routine. First stop was the bathroom for a shower. As I approached, I could hear voices and sounds of water floating softly in the air. It was a bit confusing but by the voices it was definitely the boys so I didn't worry. When I swung the door open I was met with the sight of the two of them, butt naked, sat in opposite ends of the bath with huge smiles across their faces looking back to me. I was half expecting them to panic about being caught but their faces let me know this was the plan and with my hands on my hips I returned their smile and said 'well if this isn't the surprise' while stifling a smile. 'weeelllllll' my oldest started. 'It has been a while and with you working so much we thought we'd try something new'. 'been a while since you've had a bath together? Yeah I'd say about 15 years' I said keeping my grin. 'you know what he means mom' said my youngest, ever the realist. 'so you just gonna stand there or join us?' I dropped what I was holding in my hands on the sink and stripped off in front of them as they stared at me intently. 'you sure there's room enough?' I said while clambering in over the side to sit between them. 'well.....not really but that's kinda the point' my oldest said laughing while scooching himself around a bit to fit me in. Once we'd all settled and after a few more giggles we landed with me under their thighs with their legs all wrapped up and cocks poking through the waterline, straight up near my lap. 'this seems kinda like the perfect position' I said looking between their erections. 'i was just gonna go to bed tonight but you're really doing a number on me with these' I said while wrapping my hands around their cocks and wiggling them gently. They sighed and we caught up about our days while I felt their cocks pulse with each stroke, every so often running my thumb under their foreskin which always gets the loudest moans from them haha. There really wasn't enough room to do anything much else but slide around and I was enjoying the relaxation the warm water and warm bodies were bringing. I honestly could've fallen asleep I was that calm but as each second passed I was getting hornier and hornier watching their eyes look from my breasts to their cocks and back. After we'd finished up and had all unravelled from each other, my youngest fetched us towels and they dried me off together which had me giggling at this level of service. 'mmm this is nice' I said to no one in particular with my eyes shut feeling them rub be off. Once I was dry my oldest gave me a spank on the ass and I wasted no time grabbing them by their cocks and basically dragged them to the bedroom. When we got there my oldest pushed me up on the bed face down and basically lept up onto my thighs while my butt stopped wobbling and spread me, plunging his face in between my cheeks which shot my own head up with a shocked look on my face. My youngest rounded up onto the bed in front of me and took full advantage of the gap my lips had created by filling them with his own cock, of course to no protest of mine. While between them I started really grinding my hips into my oldest face and started moaning into my youngest cock trying to make it as wet as possible while using both hands on him. The change I felt within myself was very real and I was hornier than I'd felt in a long time, absolutely at their mercy and loving every second of it. I felt my orgasm build very VERY fast which only served to make me buck and suck faster. It only took a few minutes before it became too much as my youngest cock slipped out of my mouth while I looked up at him and came as with our eyes locked. As I lay there writhing and trying to catch my own breath my oldest jumped up, tugged me into a spoon and hugged me from behind, lining himself up as I retook my youngest in my mouth and spare hand, the other reserved for grabbing at his ass to pull him deeper. When I looked back up at him he had a slight glint in his eye and started speaking just as his brother slipped himself into my pussy which made my eyes roll while I listened. 'y'know.....its been a while since we've done anal' he said kind of meekly but it was kind of cute of him to recognise just how horny I was feeling and seize the opportunity while he saw fit. 'It has' I breathed trying to focus on my oldest thrusting and grabbing at my breasts. 'in fact, why don't you fuck me together again tonight?' 'yeah that's was hoping you'd say that' he said with a smile and began sliding down the bed so he was laying beside me. We'd done DP a couple of times by this point, not that its been a super regular thing but with two cocks always hard it's kind of impossible to not do, especially when it feels that good for all of us. I'm quite adept at taking them that way and with how horny I was, it really felt like the option that would satisfy us all the best. I slipped off my oldest with no protest cause he heard what was going on and rolled up onto my youngest and sat on his waiting cock. He gave me a really tight hold from around my back and tried thrusting before my oldest, pushing my ass down, stopped all that; he needed to line himself up too. As horny as I was, because this was an unexpected dp session maybe my ass was closed up and just not accepting anything without any warm up because I felt the tip of his cock slide around a lot while trying to find his way in. There was a few tight calls as he nearly got it in before a final push and then a stretch like no other as about half his cock slipped inside me...... I gasped. They gasped, everyone stopped moving. The realisation his us all he'd slipped into my pussy right alongside his brother. 'oh fuck' I said with my eyes wide looking between them both. 'fuck sorry mom!' my oldest said but I yelled 'dont!' before he pulled out. 'that feels REALLY fucking good' I said through some short breaths and shifting my hips to give him better access. 'are you sure?' they said in almost unison and I just said 'fuck me like this'. There was no hesitation from that point on as my oldest finished his thrust to meet his brothers depth and my pussy wrapped around both their cocks. Absolutely an indescribable feeling but aside from the stretch it's different to just having one. While they thrusted I could feel both their 'heads' grinding along the side of my pussy walls. My youngest definitely couldn't thrust that much with all my weight on him so I propped myself up onto my hands and raised my ass for them, giving them both better access and they were both able to push in and pull out of me. Their grunts almost made me come again, so loud and deep while they grabbed at my ass and shared something I think very few people ever have. It didn't hurt at all, just like more going on down there than usual but all I could say was 'oh fuck oh fuck, two big cocks oh fuck' over and over . Once they got into a rhythm I was able to push back on both of them and get them as deep as they could fit before my oldest groaned and said 'i can't hold it' 'jesus yes please do it, come in me please baby both of you'. That tipped my youngest over the edge cause without a single word from him, he let out a long low grunt as his body tensed and I felt his cock grow with every pump. My oldest came all of 10 seconds later, still thrusting through his brother's orgasm. Once everything and everyone had calmed down they both flopped and I was sandwiched between them, my oldests cock slipping out as he fell forward and I was embraced on both sides by a puffed group hug. 'wow' was really the only word they could muster so I shut them up with a big deep kiss each. 'that felt really REALLY good' I breathed after we'd all settled into the bed. 'i loved it. You've done it again, another first for me and us'. 'and me too' said my youngest which made us all giggle, of course it was. ........ So that's kind of where we're at right now. Thanks for reading and of course if you've got questions about anything else we've been doing I'd be happy to answer. I think I'll do another couple updates if anything comes to mind and I'd like to share. Take care!

[MF] 18 and 22 year old have car sex

so this happened to me and my friends when we were seniors in highschool. we were at a track practice and it was extremely hot so we were all in tight spandex and crop tops. we were working on one of our events and a new coach was sent over to help us. well we are all joking around and he’s being friendly so we didn’t think anything was weird. until i look over and he has a huge boner. it also looked like he didn’t have any underwear on at all. so i started giggling and poured it out to my friends. so at the time i was 18 and he was twenty two. my friends had told me that they thought i could get this guy super hard. well so me being the flirt that i was walked over and was “accidentally” backing into him and pulling my shorts up a little at a time. i noticed that he started to get super handsy and would graze my ass to help with my “form” well practice had ended and we were all walking to the locker room and he’s sitting in his car. i walk past and wink and notice that he was jerking off. it was hard to tell because he had tinted windows. so i walk out of the locker room and he’s standing outside waiting. he asked me if i wanted to go for a ride and we ended up fucking in his car at the lake.

[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 353. Recounting my salacious date with Ana as Michael gives his mother pleasure.

My smooth clit was swollen to its maximum size, and I spread my womanhood wide with my fingers. Naked and sprawled on the sofa, I gazed down at my younger son. He wore only his favorite Tudor watch and white socks he had forgotten to remove. His strong hands squeezed my thighs as his lips and tongue dove at the place of his birth as he began to perform an exceptional lascivious act on his own mother. Between moans and cries of his name, I regaled Michael with a description of Ana's cream colored, youthful body. Also of her chestnut hair, perfect ass, C cup tits that sat up flawlessly and her flat tummy. I told him of the tiny tuft of soft brown hair just above her womanhood and her silky-smooth legs. He seemed to really enjoy hearing that she smelled of mango and rose water. The more I spoke, the harder he licked me. He groaned into my pussy as I recited an account of the moment she kneeled over my face, and I gave her bliss. She then slid down my body, with the smooth locomotion of an eel and tongue fucked me as she giggled. Her tiny, manicured hands squeezed my tits, and I took one and kissed it zealously. "Get up here and fuck your mother" I hissed at Michael. As his cyclopean dick slid inside me, I told him of tasting my own juices on her lips and rolling around my bed naked with her. She pulled my hair and kissed my neck as I buried three fingers deep inside her. Looking into my baby boy's eyes, I told him that she and I rubbed against one another in the shower for over an hour and showed him the mark she left on my neck. That must have been too much for him to handle, and he released a prodigious load inside the very place he entered the world from. A few minutes later, we packed up a few supplies and left home to go on a hike. Every mother enjoys story time with her sons. **My sons are 22 and 27. You may not have pics. Please do not ask.**

Unexpected and Unintended Creampie With a Random Houseguest [MF]

*Ages referenced are from the time of the encounter.* As college students are inclined to do, my roommates and I (M22) threw quite a few parties. Four of us lived in a rented house on a hill where privacy was abundant and we had no noise concerns. We became the de facto spot for gatherings of all sizes. A mutual friend of the roommates, Nick, was coming to the area to visit and we said we would throw a bit of a bash for him while he stayed with us. From there, it was standard operating procedure - we got a variety of cheap spirits, some beer, chips & dip, etc. All the while we sent texts to our regular group of friends to let them know we'd be hosting again, to bring some booze and to let us know if they'd be bringing anyone else. Nick was a bit of an odd bird. Always fancied himself a ladies man, despite a flimsy relationship with successfully wooing women. In a stroke of genius, he invited about 15 women he'd once hooked up with or hoped to hook up with in the future. "It's a numbers game," he'd say. He wasn't wrong, but it put some stress on us as hosts. The night of the party rolls around, and roughly half of the women he invited showed up, and a few of those that did skittered off early in the night, having quickly picked up on his "brilliant" ploy to shoot fish in a barrel. This left him with Ashley (F21) who he'd met a couple years prior, and her friend Mandy (F20), who Nick hadn't met before, but he has his sights set on her. Of note, Nick considered himself a student of "The Game," a pick-up artist book that early-aughts men held in biblical revere. I never gave it more than a cursory glance at his suggestion, but he went all in. And it was painful to witness. Sometime during the party I went to our garage fridge to get another beer, and went around the side yard to the backyard. I could hear Nick speaking to Ashley and Mandy, and betting with them on some sort "Guess the Number" trickery while simultaneously negging them. Clearly firing on all cylinders from The Game. I stopped just past the shadows of the side yard and caught Ashley's eye. She's was beautiful and petite, barely over 5'1", with cartoonishly big brown eyes and brown hair. She gave me a subtle eye roll and a half smile as Nick fumbled every opportunity to turn his evening around. I was just about to pop over and try to usher the conversation into a more palatable direction when Ashley piped up. "I need another drink, I'm going inside!" She came my way and we stepped back into the shadows. "What the fuck is he doing?!" Ashley half whispered to me, just quiet enough to stay drowned out by our shitty outdoor speaker. "I really don't know, it's tough to watch," I replied, half laughing. We moseyed into the garage to get her another beer. We had only met briefly earlier in the night, so we made some small talk about our studies and hobbies and the usual superficial topics before joining the majority of our guests in the house. The rest of the evening went as you'd expect: drinking games, Guitar Hero, general goofing off. Ashley and I chatted briefly a few more times, and while I found her absolutely stunning, I didn't think much of our interactions. As night wound down, Ashley and Mandy were getting walking to their car when Nick jogged out for one last Hail Mary attempt with Mandy. I followed and stopped at our front patio, but kept watching for my own entertainment. I noticed Ashley was lingering a bit with them, so I peeked out to get her attention and waved her over. She walked up the walkway and smiled, "Oh what...what you want my number?!" I was a bit stunned and laughed, and said "Well yeah, when you put it that way, absolutely! But I called you over here so Nick can try to get Mandy's number." Ashley just laughed and said something about him never having a chance, and that she'd warned Mandy about Nick's silly games on the drive down. "Alright, well, good luck to him I guess," I said, trying to rid myself of any further conversation about Nick. "My phone is dead upstairs, but I have a pen and paper in my desk. You can put your number on that." "Let's go!" Ashley replied. "So 'old school' making me write my number on paper," she teased while slapping my arm. We quickly made our way to my room as something primal took over us. What was an innocuous, friendly connection became filled with lust and overwhelming urges. In a flash, the bedroom door slammed shut, and she grabbed the back of my neck to pull me down to kiss her. I'm just shy of 5'10", built a bit stocky, but I keep myself in good shape so I lifted her small frame with ease, pinned her against the door, and she wrapped her legs around my waist as our tongues danced together. The door rattled against the frame as I ran my hands over her thighs and up under her shirt, finding my way up her slim torso and up over her bra. Ashley bucked her hips against me as I reached behind her to unclasp her bra, and push it up over her tits. They were as perky as I'd hoped. I pinched her tiny pink nipples with my fingers as she broke our kiss and let out a sigh in my ear, and ran her hands though my hair. I was hard as a rock by now, and could hardly think straight. I uttered one word: "Fuck?" I saw her nod. "Yeah... Yeah," she moaned between heavy pants. I turned around and dropped her onto her back on my bed, with her legs hanging off the edge. I took off my shirt as she pulled off her top and bra and flung them toward the only light glowing in my room. I briefly took a moment to suck on her nipples as we unbuckled our own pants. Time was not on our side - Mandy was stuck outside, certainly waiting for us, so we never bothered to remove our shoes. It posed a bit of logistical issue, but we powered through. With my pants around my ankles, I reached to my nightstand to grab a condom. I tore open the pack and rolled the condom over my cock, faster and smoother than ever before. I felt like a god. Everything was humming along perfectly. Ashley pulled her knees up to her chest and slipped her thumbs under her waistband to pull her jeans and panties to her calves. I got a glimpse of her perfectly tanned ass and her puffy pussy lips already glistening. I knew she needed to get going, so I resisted the urge to bend down to taste her and delay us further. With her feet together near my shoulder, I grabbed both her ankles with my left hand, and rested them on my left shoulder. I used my other hand to guide my cock toward her pussy lips. We both let out a guttural moan as I pushed myself into her with ease, burying the entire length of my cock in her with one quick motion. I pulled back slowly before pushing fully into her again as I adjusted us to the corner of my bed. I looped my arm around her thighs to pull her to the edge and closer to me. She was on her back, legs together, with her legs to my left, and I used my right hand to grab behind her neck for more leverage. And I fucked her as hard and as fast as I could. I gave her every inch of me with every stroke, almost fully pulling out each time before sliding back into her. I looked down to watch the girth of my cock spreading her lips with each thrust, each thrust prompting a moan or a grunt from Ashley. The warmth of her pussy drew me ever closer to cumming. I bent down to kiss her as my strokes grew shorter but more I intense. I let go of her legs and let her lower body lay fully sideways. I brought my other hand around her neck and clasped both hands together. "I'm going to cum," I whispered, while pulling her closer, our eyes fully locked on each other. For a second time that night she ran her fingers through my hair, but this time pulled tightly. "Go...cum...just go," she whispered back, closing her eyes and letting out a long, pleasured moan. It was all I needed to hear, and I went back to full strokes. Our bodies slammed and smacked against each other, interspersed with the sweet wet sounds of her pussy taking me in. Her pussy grew warmer and warmer with my strokes and I finally released my load, throbbing inside her with each spurt of cum while she clenched herself around me. I paused for only a second before grasping for the base of the condom and pulling myself out of her. Only to find a thin piece of rubber at the base of my dick. I stammered out a meek "um...." as Ashley looked at me curiously. "Uhh, I think the condom broke...Or, well, it definitely did break." She sighed and laid her head back on the bed. "Are you on birth control?" I asked. "No, I'm not." "Fuck, what do you want to do?" She leaned up on her elbows, "Can you keep going? I already have to get Plan B tomorrow, let's just go again." I was caught off guard bit it was all I needed to hear to maintain my erection and start round two. I tore off the tattered scraps of condom, turned her over on the bed to get a view of her plump ass. With her legs still bound together by the jeans now around her ankles, I slid my dick back into her pussy, now a lovely shade of pink with anticipation and friction. It felt better than I could have imagined, knowing that I could fuck her raw with my cum still resting deep inside her. She let out a slight "huuunghh" as I entered her... And her phone started ringing. She put her her face in her hands. "Fuck that's Mandy, I know it." I pulled out of her, heartbroken for I knew what was to come. Ashley answered the phone. "Yeah I'm upstairs, I'll be right down!" She hung up and fumbled with her pants, pulling them around her waist and reclasping her bra. "Don't you want to clean up before you go?" I asked. "No," she replied "she sounds annoyed. It is what it is." And with that, I pulled up my pants, and searched frantically for a pen. I couldn't find anything, so I asked Ashley if I could text myself from her phone so I'd have her number once I got it charged again. She agreed, gave me a quick kiss, and was off like lightning. Nary a word was spoken about the second session we never got to complete. I plugged in my phone, showered off, and got myself into bed, ready to tug one out to the memory of the evening when I heard my phone buzz. "I just got home, thanks for tonight! I didn't tell Mandy what happened, but I think she can figure it out." And a few minutes later: "Also, you were leaking out of me the whole ride home!" That text alone was enough material for me to finish myself off for the evening and pass out. Ashley texted me the next day. A picture of herself naked in the mirror, holding a pack of Plan B. "As promised!" she wrote. I thanked her for following through, but I never had any doubts - neither of us wanted a kid anyhow, that much was clear. A week later, she sent me another nude and I asked when we'd get to meet up for another session. She never replied and we never spoke again.