Your passionate flame burns through my soul To enhance my beauty to a place beyond A world of illusion with no control Will strengthen my mind till I grow fond. The weakness of a lonely sky Adopts the power of your thoughts Here I lay until I die Entangled with these ravenous sorts. Your promise of eternal life Is gifted by a deadly kiss The knowledge that I am to be your wife And kiss the blood right from your lips. They search to end my destiny And beam my love unto the light Why cant they just let us be My darling creature of the night.

9 March 2019

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It was four a.m. when she woke with a start, disturbed from a dream for no particular reason. She then tossed and turned for half an hour trying to get back to sleep, but all she could think about was him. She rolled over to face her sleeping lover and listened in the dark to his soft snoring. She reached out and with the slightest touch traced her fingertips down his bare torso to his pubic line. She then waited for a moment, wondering if he would stir but his breathing stayed slow and rhythmic. Her fingers continued south until they touched his hardened cock.  A smile curled her lips as she enjoyed the sensation of his warm member in her hand. It wasn’t long before she was craving more so she wriggle down under the covers until her mouth was level with his cock. Gently she held it still and swirled her tongue across the tip then pushed it passed her lips to suck on it. All of a sudden he stirred and moaned. She froze, unsure if he would be angry or pleasantly surprised. “What are you doing?” he said in a deep groggy voice. “Nothing,” she replied sweetly. “You’re doing something.” He sounded more alert now. “What time is it?” “Nearly five. Would you like me to keep going?” She asked. “Sure,” he said and shuffled into a better position. Now that he was awake she wasted no time and sunk his hard cock straight into her throat. He gasped from the sudden sense of pleasure coupled with the thrill of not being able to see what would happen next. She held herself still for a moment, letting his cock twitch in the tightness of her throat and then pulled herself off him. He inhaled deeply and threw back the covers to give her some air. “Keep going babe that felt amazing,” he said. There was silence though and no movement and he thought maybe she’d fallen back to sleep, when from out of nowhere her tongue was lapping at his balls and drawing them into her mouth. He moaned and sunk deeper into the bed. She took them both in and suckled while pumping his shaft with her hand. “Oh babe…” he said breathlessly and ran a hand through her messy hair. Her body tingled from his touch but she remained focused and kept her rhythm. When his hips began bucking she knew he was growing excited, he needed more stimulation, so she swapped actions and sunk his cock back into her mouth while her hand played with his balls. He felt her saliva running down his shaft and into his pubic hair but he didn’t care, he was in heaven. “Do you wanna come?” She asked from around his cock. His body buzzed from the mere though. “Yes.” “As you wish.” She slipped his cock out her mouth, crawled up beside him and pressed her warm naked body against his. Her hot breath tickled his ear as she leaned in close. “I’m gonna make you come baby.” Her hand was back on his throbbing member and with a firm grip she began pumping it. Between the dirty things she was saying in his ear and the constant stimulation he felt himself edging closer and closer to the point of ecstasy. She knew it too. She could feel how tight his balls had become along with the rest of his body. The waves of pleasure were rolling through him.   “Oh yeah, come for me,” she whispered. “I want it so bad.” His breathing hitched as he hit the point of no return and exploded. She kept pumping his cock and aimed it towards herself, his warm ejaculation landing across her bare chest. As the spasms of his orgasm subsided she let go, allowing his body to relax. “How was that?” She said while cleaning herself up. “So good babe,” he replied through a yawn. She chuckled and settled into his arms. “I should wake you up like that more often, hmm?” “Mmm, that would be nice,” he mumbled and she knew he was heading back to sleep. “I love you,” she said while closing her eyes. “I love you too.” And they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

6 March 2019

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My name is Jane, I’m the lonely type I go to bed at ten each night. And just before I go to sleep I read the stuff that makes you creep. The night I read the haunted train I became aware of a nagging pain. I gently felt the tender place This I thought is a Doctors case I rose at once and dressed with haste And off to Doctor Mole I raced. I gave the door a lusty knock ‘Twas quickly answered by the Doc. He led me to an easy chair and looked at me with a tender stare Now tell me dear what’s troubling you Have you got a touch of flue? Oh no it’s not the flue I’ve got But a pain in a very tender spot So please forgive me if I’m shy It’s at the very top of my thigh In that case take off all your clothes And bend right over and touch your toes And without a seconds waist His finger found my private place He probed me as there I stood And then said it’s no good You’ll have to sit in the gyno chair I can get at you better there So in the gyno chair sat I With my legs spread wide and high And to keep them firm in place He strapped them in with great haste. And then to my dismay He strapped my arms the same way .and now he said I’ll cure your pain And his fingers began to probe again He probed and poked He felt and stroked And after a bit He found my clit His fingers made it dance and jiggle And after a while I began to giggle And as I was unable to move He soon had me feeling in the mood As I relaxed and after a bit With his other hand he found my tit He gently squeezed and gave it a twist And I soon began to enjoy this He soon had me writhing with his hands And as I thought this is grand His fingers entered my throbbing hole And I was finger fucked by Doctor mole He worked with more speed in my hole And soon I lost all control The pain was gone, on more hurt And then I began to squirt. And as I came I writhed and bucked But my pus kept being fucked He fingered for half an hour To stop him I had no power I came and came and came again Until thought I’d go insane Eventually it came to a stop And his fingers withdrew with a pop But my treatment was not done As he said Its my turn now to cum And when he stepped out of his jocks I saw one of the most enormous cocks A full ten inches and very thick It was a most enormous prick A veiny shaft and great bulbous head I was filled with great dread My pussy was already slick And could not resist this huge prick And with my legs strapped open wide He slowly slid the thing inside My legs felt as if they were jelly As it thrust up into my belly My G spot was rubbed by the veins As he thrust in and out again I soon found to my surprise That I could take this enormous size And as it spread me very wide It stimulated every nerve inside Soon I was heaving and bucking In time with this terrific fucking My cunt was now madly throbbing As it received this great knobbing. Again and again he made me squirt And my pussy squeezed him till it hurt Until it felt like it did explode And he pumped in his load My pussy drained his balls quite dry And he withdrew it with a sigh Are you feeling better now perhaps As he undone the straps Oh yes I said as I regained my feet I found your cure very sweet And if there’s a recurrence of the pain I’ll be sure to come back again.

25 February 2019

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*obviously I'm a big believer in consensual non-consent. "No" always means "No"... unless previously agreed on that it actually means "Yes, don't you dare stop". In that case I strongly recommend a safety word..... from my experience, "banana" is not a good choice, nor is "carrots", "cucumber" or "9 inch black dildo". Something like "Tony Abbott" usually works perfectly to stop any erotisism dead in it's tracks. Now on with today's bedtime story....... We had talked about it for so long it’s hard to fully comprehend that we’re actually going through with it. My wife (K) and I are driving around town, we’re looking for a plaything. She’ll either be a dirty slut who will give her body away to anyone with a pulse, or an innocent who is incapable of preventing her body from being used. We don’t care as long as it’s someone we can possess and use however we desire. After finding such a specimen we offer her a lift and I move to the back seat to ensure she feels safe, but who am I kidding, it’s so I can do whatever I want to her. Before driving off into the night K adjusts the rear view mirror so she can get a good view of what’s going on in the back seat. There’s no need for small talk so within moments of the car taking off I’d ripped her clothes off, leaving only her blouse draped from her otherwise bare torso, held in place by a single remaining button. I’m sure to give K good view of her sweet little tits and pussy as I spread her legs open wide. As she drives around the dark streets I occasionally take requests from K and I’ll squeeze our playthings nipples or take hold of her labia to open her pussy wide. She pretends to struggle but in reality it’s not hard to control her because deep down she loves the attention. She loves that a man wants to touch her naked body all over and she especially loves that someone, another woman, is watching while he does it. The fact that she is turned on by all this attention is proven as her pussy starts to become wet, her juices glistening as I use them to lube my fingers as they enter her. One finger to start with, but quite quickly it’s obvious that isn’t enough so I stick a second finger deep into her cunt which seems to fill her sufficiently for now. She doesn’t know herself as well as I do so she shudders slightly as I pay particular attention to her G Spot. It’s a sensation she’s not totally familiar with but somehow knows it will lead to great things. But that’s enough of that for now, this isn’t about her it’s about me and K and the reason for being so generous with my fingers was to ensure they were dripping with her juices. With her scent literally in the palm of my hand I gesture to K who eagerly sucks her scent from my fingers. With the taste of our plaything in her mouth K’s now feels a rush of adrenalin take over her body as she, for the first time, physically experiences what is going on. Then with our possessions juices still covering my fingers I force them into her mouth, and she gets a similar adrenaline rush from experiencing her own physical embodiment of the pleasure I’m giving her. She knows that it’s wrong to feel so good about all the things we are doing to her but she also knows that it feels so good she’ll give herself totally to us and allow her body to be used however we want. Of course by this stage I’m as hard as a man can get but still trapped in my jeans. It’s clear that she is totally powerless to refuse any of our requests so K orders her to remove my belt and undo my jeans. With my jeans undone and only the slightest opportunity to escape them my cock unleashes itself like a spring as if it has a mind of its own. All eight inches of excited cock is trust in her direction. With my cock now erect and demanding her full attention, her mind is dizzy with the thought of what I’ll do to her with it. Taking the belt she had removed I arrange it into it’s secondary use, being a set of rather versatile restraints. In this instance fashioned into handcuffs, I use them to restrain her hands behind her back which has the added bonus of forcing her face forward and down towards my awaiting cock. But I’m in no hurry. Ensuring I’m positioned so that K will get an excellent view as I fuck our playthings face, I grab a handful of hair at the back of her head so I have total and complete control of her every last movement. Then with the precision of a swiss watchmaker I move her face to my cock so that her lips ever so lightly meet the tip of my cock. She can’t understand why, but she so desperately wants to feel me slide down her throat. It’s almost an obsession and she can’t understand why I don’t just fuck her face until she passes out from lack of oxygen as my cock fills up her mouth and windpipe. She can’t even comprehend why she would want anything like that done to her but at that moment she wants nothing else. So I hold her head back, and only allow her moist lips to brush over the head of my cock. She feels the hard but warm and delicate head of my cock penetrate her lips slightly and she hesitantly takes the opportunity to let her tongue slide out through her lips ever so slightly to meet my cock. She only hesitates because she dare not anger me and prolong the torment of not being allowed to feel my cock deep in her mouth. It takes every ounce of restraint she can muster to not rip her hair from my grasp and force her mouth down over my hard, throbbing cock. After what seems like an eternity to her, and because I’m a considerate person and see how obedient she is being, I reward her and order her to open her mouth and extend her tongue. While I know it’s only serving to torment her, I still do not enter her mouth but rest the end of my cock on her extended tongue as K tells her to lick it, all over, and not to leave even the smallest area of my cock untouched by her silky warm tongue. She eagerly accepts her fate and like a woman who hadn’t consumed water for days she licks away at every inch of my cock as if it were made of that lifegiving water she so desperately craved. From base to tip her tongue becomes more familiar with my cock than anything she has ever had in her mouth. It feels so good that eventually I think she has earned what she really wants. I pull her hair away and her face is withdrawn from its position in my lap. I can see she is confused, not knowing why she isn’t being allowed to continue. Did she do something wrong, she thinks. So when I ask her to, she doesn’t hesitate to open her mouth and stick out her tongue slightly to rest on her lower lip. With her head held firmly in place by my grasp of her hair I move to rest the end of my cock on her extended tongue. As I feel the soft flesh of her tongue stimulate the underside of my cock, the warmth of her breath embrace it, and think of the utter pleasure I am about to experience as I punish her face I cannot help it and a perfectly clear drop of pre-cum drips from my cock onto her tongue. It is like the most powerful drug she’s ever experienced and the moment she tastes me in her mouth she is like a woman possessed. She rips her head from my grasp and trusts her mouth down over me. Without a moment's hesitation nor any attempt to accustom her mouth and throat to my presence she has taken my cock to its base, and yet she continues to force herself onto me. It’s glorious as I feel the end of my cock tightly embraced by the deepest recesses of her throat, her tongue forced up against the underside of my shaft and her face pressed hard into my stomach. For what seems like eternity she holds me there with only the slightest back and forth movement of her head to increase and maximise the sensation, until at last she slowly retreats and K and I watch my long hard cock, glistening with her saliva, glide out from deep within her mouth. As my cock finally slides out from between her lips, I hold her chin and lift her face up to my view. She has tears from the effort streaming down her face, her makeup is a mess, and her lips are red and swollen. But as she looks up at me with those beautifully expressive eyes, I can tell she will remember that moment forever and thereafter dream of having that experience again, if only one more time. But the night is still young and K has barely become involved so………………………………. [ INTERMISSION ] [ FEEL FREE TO TRY OUR DELICIOUS SELECTION OF CANDY AND SODA FROM THE CONCESSION STAND ] [ TONIGHT’S ENTERTAINMENT WILL RESUME IN 8 MINUTES ]

13 February 2019

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You are on your way home after a long and hard working day. You’re going back home to your place tonight all alone. You have a date night organised tonight again with some random guy you met on the net. You know its going to be a typical night ending with going to bed with him and the sex will be just in and out, he’ll blown his load and fall asleep before you know it, and as usual its always up to you to finish yourself off. Just before you get home to get ready you decided to drop by the local pub for a drink. While sitting at the bar you spark up a conversation with a guy, a gentleman, in his 40’s who compliments you and speaks and listens to your woes as if you are someone of importance. After a while you notice that this is how he speaks to other women coming up to the bar ordering drinks. While talking to him you start to feel an attraction, a comfort, something you have never felt around guys your age. You then thank him for his company saying how you need to go home and get ready to go out on your date, he too says he is going now as he has an early start for work tomorrow. When you get up he kindly takes away your chair and places it back under the bar for you, and says he’ll walk you back to your car, as he opens the door of the pub to let you out first. On your way to your car you ask him… On your way to your car you ask him why he is so nice, explaining most boys you know would never open a door for you or walk you back to your car. Without hesitation and with wit and total charm he says I am a lover not a fighter and I treat a woman with respect, honesty and devotion. He then makes comment to your previous conversation where you had told him your disappointment with the boys you date when it comes to sex and says your not the only woman to complain about boys of today and how they don’t know how to treat a woman and he says how it is so disappointing to hear. You ask him how long does he last with a woman before rolling over to go to sleep and he replies: When it comes to sex, making passionate love I get so turned on and total satisfaction when I know the woman is satisfied. I always want her to have multiple organisms and I love to bring her to the brink of total ecstasy. I can tell from her breathing, her moans and her groans, and also the screaming that she is happy, stimulated and getting total satisfaction. Then with confidence and a sophisticated grin he explains, I am very experienced. I love sex with a beautiful woman’s body and giving that woman so much pleasure is the greatest satisfaction, cause I like making women happy. Intrigued and curious you get up the nerve and say, if I ask you back to my place just for a night of no strings attached sex would you come over. The man smiles, grabs your hand and kisses it so gently and passionate and then looks into your eyes and says, The man smiles, grabs your hand and kisses it so gently and passionate and then looks into your eyes and says, Not only will I show you how a man should treat a woman, but I’ll show you the difference between a man and a boy. He then leans in to you close and puts his lips next to your ears where you can feel his warm breath and he whispers while he gently puts his body into yours and says, I will give you a night where I will treat you like a Goddess. He then follows you home, you invite him inside, you poor each of you a drink, while your doing that he asks if you have a stereo, you point it out and he walks over and puts some music on, you walk over to him where he looks deep into your eyes, he gently parts your hair from your face and while caressing your neck and the back of your head he leans in, and softly, with intense passion he begins to kiss you, he then stops for a second, your senses are just beginning to tingle, he says can I take you to your bedroom and give you a massage, you lead him to your bedroom, he again kisses you, his hands rub your body with such intense gentle, passion, as he is holding you in close and tight you can feel his cock getting hard and pushing into pelvis. He then again stops, his face close to yours and looks straight into your eyes and says I want to watch you undress. He then goes over and sits on the end of your bed. You then slowly undress for him…

8 February 2019

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Hotel balcony Leaning over the balcony, I pulled my bathrobe tight to prevent it flying open and flashing the neighbours. I’d decided to take advantage of cheap hotel rates and planned to stay by the coast for the long weekend. Standing there taking in the view with a coffee in hand, I thought over the events of last night. My pussy positively throbbed at the mere thought of my date’s hands and probing tongue, not to mention his skill with his cock. I could hear noises from the bedroom as my date rose from the bed and made his way out onto the balcony to join me. “Good morning gorgeous” he said as he kissed me on the neck and wrapped his arms around my waist. “Well good morning to you too” I replied, my hand reached back and pulled his head in closer. When he steps even closer, I can feel his morning glory pressing against me. I do love a good morning session, great way to start the day. His hand snakes around me and under my robe, then begins to play with one of my breasts. “we should go back in” I say. “No, I want to have you here, now” is his reply. I don’t move, I am nervous that someone might see but I also know that the resulting orgasms will be intense (if last night was anything to go by). The hand under my robe pinches my nipple and his lips are on my neck again, I begin to melt, all resistance gone. As his hand begins to work my breast, I let out a small moan. I won’t move, I can’t move, the sensations so far are too enticing. “I want to fuck you out here, slide my cock into you and feel you orgasm on my cock. Maybe someone will see, maybe they won’t but I want to take you here” he whispers into my ear. I nod slowly. “Ahhhh good girl, I knew you’d be up for this” he whispers, I can feel his grin against my ear. His other hand slips under the robe and begins to stroke my pussy. I resist the urge to purr, his fingers are so good. Two fingers slide deep inside me and work me into a hot wet mess. As an orgasm begins to make its appearance, I lean back against his talented fingers. The hand on my breast gropes me hard and pulls me against him. Fingers flick my nipple and make me gasp; the sensations are building, and I am enjoying the build-up. After last night, my body is more than ready for this next round. His fingers plunge in and out of me faster, the orgasm building. So close now, I begin to wriggle in his embrace. Suddenly, he pinches my nipple HARD – this tips me over the edge and I cum on his fingers, my pussy pulsing, the muscles contracting firmly around his fingers. He removes his hands from me and sits on the closest chair. I straddle him and slowly slide onto his erect cock. I slide all the way down til I can feel his balls against me, then begin to move back and forth. Rocking on his cock, it feels so good deep inside me. I lift myself up slowly then slam down, over and over again. His cock hitting me deep inside, such a great feeling. Until this point, my date was just watching me, his hands behind his head, a smile on his face. Watching me enjoy myself, using him to pleasure myself. One of his hands reaches out and he places his thumb over my clit, rubbing it just right. He licks his lips and pushes up with his hips. “Mmmmm, that feels good” I tell him. His hands are on my hips, lifting me up and pulling me down hard onto his lap, over and over and over. I no longer care if anyone can see or hear me. A huge orgasm is building, and I intend to enjoy it. I work with the rhythm my date has set and begin to moan out loud. “Please babe, harder I need to cum” I beg him. Thankfully, he’s not about game playing this morning and sets about pulling me harder and faster against him, over and over. I grind against him hard as I feel my orgasm about to explode. My date leans in and bites my nipple, oh my god, that’s it – the thing that sends me over the edge. I lean back and let out a scream of pure pleasure, writhing against him. All control now lost to my orgasm, I buck like a wild thing. Then I hear my date grunt out his own noises of pleasure, raising his hips as he cums right along with me. That rare moment when two people cum at the same time – nice. As the intensity slowly begins to ebb from my body, I look down at the man situated between my legs and lean in to kiss him deeply. I suck on his lip and smile. Best decision ever to book a random hotel room and meet up with my handsome date, especially with two days left of this long weekend.

1 February 2019

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Hotel fantasy I sit on the couch looking out at the view. Drink in hand, I try to calm my nerves. What am I getting myself into???? I’d heard about this place through chat lines. A hotel that catered to certain ‘needs’. What I needed right now was to be touched, to be stroked, to be fucked just right. The instructions were simple: leave a coloured card attached to your unlocked door. Different cards represented different wants. So what was mine right now? Fulfilling a fantasy – to be taken by two men, to feel two cocks sliding in and out of me. The door opens and lights begin to dim. “Don’t turn around, keep looking straight ahead” a deep voice says. A blindfold is slid over my eyes and I take in a nervous, deep breath. Large hands slide down my shoulders and encase my breasts, squeezing firmly. I take in another deep breath as a new set of large hands pull my knees apart and make their way up my thighs. Feeling a thumb glide back and forth across the material covering my pussy – “Mmmm, nice. I can’t wait to fill this with my cock”. My nipples are being pinched between another set of fingers – making them into peaks. “She’s nice and responsive so far, but lets get her naked so we can play properly”. I am pulled to my feet, then ordered to lift one leg then another as my knickers are pulled down and discarded. “oooooohhhh, yes” I let out as a tongue flicks over my clit, then licks up and down my pussy. I can feel my legs going weak. Strong hands remove my bra, releasing my breasts. “So good” a manly voice behind me says. I lean against his chest as he wraps his arms around me to pinch my nipples and fondle my tits. Mystery Man 1 flicks his fingertips against my hard nipples making me squeal in pleasure. I can feel his hard cock pushing against my ass cheeks. I wriggle against him and feel his cock swell. Mystery Man 2 is working my pussy like a pro with his tongue and fingers. “Should I let her come before we continue?” he asks his friend. “Yes, I wanna see her come. I think she’s a screamer.” Fingers slide in and out of my pussy, faster and harder now. A tongue laps at my clit. Suddenly I feel a digit entering my back entrance which sends me over the edge. “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH, so fucking good, so good” I push my pussy against Mystery Man 2 but he begins to pull away. I let out an audible sigh of disappointment. Both men laugh at my response. I am led away from the lounge and placed on my stomach onto the king sized bed. “Get up on all fours” Mystery Man 1 orders, I comply immediately. I can hear strange noises and then a slippery feeling on my ass. “Have you ever had a cock in your ass?” Mystery Man 2 asks. “No, but please proceed” I say with a smile on my face. Something cold and metal slowly slides into my ass hole. As with most of tonight, this is new for me. As I adjust to the new, stretching sensation I wriggle my butt. “I think she likes this” MM2 laughs. I can feel the mattress shift as someone kneels beside me – then pressure on my nipples. “Eeek, what are those?”. “nipple clamps, they’ll add to the fun, trust me.” MM1. SLAP – a hand slaps my naked ass leaving a stinging sensation. “Fuck!” I let slip. SLAP, SLAP, SLAP. My ass is now tingling but I strangely like the feeling. Then I feel a tongue gliding across the recently slapped area. I wriggle my ass to encourage the sensations. MM1 “open your mouth, I want my cock in that mouth of yours. My mouth shoots open, inviting this stranger to face fuck me, to make me gag on his hard cock. Large hands take hold either side of my head and slowly pull my face towards MM1 – back and forth, back and forth with increasing speed. I love them sensation of his cock down my throat. He releases me so I can catch my breath. Then face fucks me again and again. MM2 has his cock at the entrance of my pussy. Suddenly he rams his cock into me, not slowly, not gently but full force and deep. I try to make a noise but my mouth is full of cock, as is my pussy. My body is being pushed and pulled, used to pleasure these two men but equally to fulfil my nights needs. Hand reach down my breasts and the nipple clamps are removed. I try to take in a breath as pain surges through my nipples but can’t – too full of cock 😊. “Oh she likes a bit of pain too, good to know” says MM1. His cock slides out of my mouth and I take a deep breath in. “Take the butt plug out, it’s time to make this woman scream” he orders MM2. As he thrusts in and out of my dripping wet pussy, MM2 slowly removes the butt plug. I should be feeling nervous at the thought of two men deep inside me but the fucking is so good I can’t concentrate on nerves. MM2 slides out of me and repositions himself underneath me, I slide on top of him and begin to work my pussy against him. Firm hands still my motions, then I feel MM1’s cock at the entrance of my ass. “Baby girl, I want to hear you scream out, I want you to squeeze your muscles against our cocks.” He says. I nod and brace myself for his cock to enter me. A well lubed cock breaches my ass and slowly slides into me, stretching me as it goes in. “Ahhhh, it feels huge but oh so good, keep going” I pant. “I said I wanna make you scream Baby girl, get ready to scream” MM1 whispers into my ear. MM2 hears this and laughs. MM1 slides his full length into my ass, it feels so good I begin to push back against him. I can’t believe it, I have two cocks deep inside me, filling my holes. Glorious. Both men begin to push into me, building up a rhythm, fucking me just right. MM2’s teeth take hold of a nipple, he gently bites me which makes me so damn horny, I push harder against these guys. I want to cum hard, I want them to cum hard. He releases the nipple and does the same to the other. Faster and faster, cocks sliding in and out of me. I can feel my orgasm building. “Oooooh, please, please go deeper. I want to cum”. Both men chuckle but do as I ask. Large hands on my hips, another set on my tits. Cocks stretching and pleasuring me. I almost ready to cum, I work my body harder, the sweat rolling down my back and thighs. SLAP – my ass cheek stings again, its just what I needed to send me OVER THE EDGE. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, fuck yes, fuck yes” I scream, “oh god, oh god, yesssss yessssss”. Both men take this moment to make a final effort and fuck me as hard and fast as they want. I am riding the high, loving the feeling. I cum hard with 2 cocks inside me. “Fuck yes, yes,yes” My body shakes with pleasure, I’m on the verge of collapsing against MM2. I lower myself on him as MM1 pumps aways. Then I feel that magical sensation as he comes deep in my ass, MM1 is not far behind. Cocks twitching inside me I just lay there for a minute or two, regaining my energy and enjoying the sensations. MM1 slides out of me and I can hear him in the bathroom, water running. MM2 lifts me up and slides out of my pussy. A warm wash cloth slides between my legs, cleaning my pussy and then my ass. A sheet is placed over my body. “Keep that blindfold on. Thanks for the fun Baby girl, loved that scream. Leave a card on the door if you want some more hard cock fun” I hear as the men leave my hotel room. I lie there with the post sex glow, having no idea who just fucked me tonight. I do know one thing – I’ll be extending my stay and trying out the other cards.

26 January 2019

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Taking a deep breath, I step forward into the pub. Looking around there are couples everywhere but no single men, only women. There’s music playing and a general relaxed feel about the place. I make my way to the bar and order a drink, my phone buzzes in my pocket -“Bring your drink to the booth in the far corner”. My pace quickened reading the simple message. Okay, so maybe I’d missed seeing my mystery guy. I was here to break my good girl habit, I wanted to be someone’s dirty girl, even if it was just for one night. It had been an embarrassingly long time since I’d had a cock to play with. But tonight I was over pleasuring myself, I was horny and needed to have a cock buried deep inside me. I wanted to be bent over and taken. I take a good deep sip of my drink before heading to the corner booth – nothing like a bit of liquid courage. “Hello there” a dark haired man smiles up at me from the table. He stands and greets me with chaste kiss to the cheek. “Hello back” I say shyly. His hand slides around to my hip and guides me into the seat. “Don’t be nervous, I will only bite if you ask me nicely” he grins. I laugh quietly at his bad joke, the needed ice breaker. Mr M is well aware of my shy nature and my journey to enjoy the new year with some new adventures and fun. “I’m glad you decided to come, I’m looking forward to tonight’s pleasures” Mr M says. He places his hand onto my knee and begins to trace a finger up my thigh. I smile at the feeling and move closer to him. “Good girl, but later you will be my dirty girl won’t you?” “Yes Mr M I will” I say as I nod my head slowly. “Excellent, I will remember that” he says and smiles. I take another deep sip of my drink, my imagination sparked. “Will you do something for me?” Mr M asks. “That depends on what it is” I reply. “Oh don’t worry, you’ll enjoy it and we’ll be leaving soon after” Mr M says as he leans over and reaches into his bag. “You said you wanted to be less of a good girl, this is your chance to start that journey”. I feel something small placed into my hand and a kiss placed on my lips – this one with a promise of fun times. “Head to the bathroom and place this inside you, I have the remote with me” Mr M looks at me with an unasked question. Will I take him up on his offer or chicken out? I stand and make my way to the bathroom to begin my night of fun. I enter a stall and lock the door – looking down to the palm of my hand, I think “why the fuck not, this is what I’m here for, don’t wuss out now”. Lowering my jeans and underwear, I run a finger over my clit and labia feeling the growing wetness. I gently insert the vibrator inside me, ahh it feels good. Heading back out to Mr M, I can’t help but feel everyone in the pub knows what I have done and what is about to happen. Looking around, everyone is carrying on with their conversations and enjoying the music. “Glad you came back Shy One” Mr M greets me as he casually takes a sip from his drink. Sitting down, I suddenly feel a vibration deep inside me, making me gasp and blush. “Sit, nice and close to me. I want to finish my drink then we should go” Mr M raises an eybrow and pats the seat next to him. I do as he says, my thigh brushing against his thigh. “Good girl, I’m glad you have decided to play”. I am rewarded with two short vibrations deep in my pussy and the feeling of wetness spreading. I can’t sit still and wriggle in my seat. Mr M smiles and quietly laughs to himself. “Sit still. Or would you like more intense vibrations right here?” He wouldn’t, I think to myself. I decide to test this theory and wriggle my ass against the seat. Buzzzzzzz, buzzzzzz, buzzzzz. “Holy fuck” I let slip and my cheeks flush. “Testing me huh Shy One?” Mr M whispers into my ear. “You’ll learn. Now, lets go. I need to get my mouth on those tits and my cock in your …….”. He leaves the last word unsaid and stands, holding a hand out to me. I down the remainder of my drink and take his hand, looking forward to the pleasure that is to come. As we make our way out of the pub, Mr M pulls me close and places his hand on my hip. “My place is just up the road” he says. “Lead the way Sir” I reply. I feel a short buzz deep inside my wet, wet pussy making me miss a step. Mr M chuckles and pulls me close, a hand grazes my breast. “I can’t wait to play with these”. I lean into him “Me neither”. Soon, we are at his apartment, there are a few lights on, taking the edge off the darkness. I feel hands on my hips, guiding me to the kitchen island. “Lean forward and don’t move” Mr M orders. I comply, placing my hands palm down on the counter. I can feel my jeans being slid over my ass and down my legs. “Step out please”. As I do so, I feel his lips glide over my calves, up my thigh. I shiver with anticipation of what will follow. A finger slides over my pussy and onto my clit, rubbing it firmly. “Ahh, that feels good” I say, wriggling my hips in hopes of a firmer touch. “Naughty girl, I said don’t move” Mr M growls. His hand is taken away and I let out an audible groan of disappointment. “Poor Shy One, I’ll let this pass but only this time. Take your top off”. I slide my top over my head and remove my bra. Strong hands grasp my breasts, fondling them, tweaking my nipples. Mr M leans in close, I can feel his hard on nudging my ass. I let out a moan of desire. “That feels so good” I tell him. “Spread your legs for me”. I comply and then feel one hand leave my breast making its way between my legs. The vibrator inserted in my pussy is pulled out slowly, then slid back in. Over and over. “That feels so good” I say again. “Just you wait” Mr M replies. He takes the vibrator out of my now dripping pussy and places his cock at my ready opening. Suddenly, Mr M’s cock is deep inside me. All the way deep inside me, balls deep. I gasp as he fucks me hard and fast, no tentative slow sliding in and out, just firm fucking. I am pushed up against the kitchen island, trapped with nowhere to go – not that I’d rather be anywhere else. Mr M leans over me, taking my breasts in his hands. Kneading them, pulling on my nipples. I can feel that familiar tugging that goes from my nipples to my pussy, building up the pressure. “Can I PLEASE push back?” I cry “I need to cum, please let me cum”. “Push back, push hard, make yourself cum. I want to hear you scream with pleasure” he growls in my ear. I push back, grinding against him, encouraging my orgasm along. My pussy tightens, my toes curl and I let out a scream as my orgasm takes over. I thrash in place, enjoying the sensations taking over my body. Mr M continues to pump away, deep inside me. As my orgasm calms, Mr M slides his cock out of me. I groan in disappointment. “You didn’t cum” I whisper. “Oh but I will, trust me, I always do” Mr M replies. The next sensation I feel is his cock nudging at my ass hole, slowly making his way into me. “I haven’t done this before” I let out. “Ah, but you want to be a naughty, dirty girl tonight don’t you? Take my cock in your ass, let me cum in your ass. That is where we start your new adventure Shy One. Relax and let me fuck you, you’ll enjoy it I promise” he slides two fingers inside my pussy, now tender after the fucking it just received, his thumb gently pushing on my clit. “Fuck it” I say. “Oh trust me I will” Mr M chuckles as he slowly pushes his cock inside me. After a few minutes, he stops and orders me to push back against him. I look over my shoulder at the man behind me – he was giving me exactly what I had asked for, the chance to break my own taboos, to be a naughty girl for a change. I slowly begin to push my ass against his cock, taking him in a bit at a time. I gasp as I begin to feel my ass stretching to accommodate him. I keep pushing against Mr M, taking him in further and further. The sensation of a man’s cock in my ass thrilling me and encouraging me to go on. “Tell me what you’re thinking Shy One” Mr M says. “It hurt a little at first but now, it feels good. I want you to fuck me until you cum in my ass” I reply confidently. “My dirty girl wants me to fuck her ass? To fuck it and fill her with cum? My pleasure.” he responds. A slap lands on my ass cheek, then hands grab hold of my hips again as Mr M begins to pull me against him. I gasp at the sensation of being filled up by a thick hard cock in my ass. My god, it feels amazing. I want more, more, more. More of this fantastic fuckery. I begin to push back, finding a rhythm with Mr M. I can hear him grunting softly behind me and I smile in the knowledge that I am contributing to that satisfied noise. I begin to push back with greater enthusiasm, increasing the rhythm, wanting to bring on his orgasm. Needing to feel his cum fill me up. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you? You dirty girl. My little dirty girl. I want you to scream again, louder this time” he growls intently in my ear. One hand makes its way toward my pussy again. This time there are no tentative motions, Mr M is a man on a mission. Two fingers plunge deep inside my pussy, his thumb teasing my clit – working me into a hot mess. The hand on my hip pulls harder and faster with an urgency. “Fuck yes, fuck yes” I shout – I can’t believe the change in me. I’m a sexual introvert who doesn’t let loose like this but fuck, yes, I like this unabashed side of my personality. I push against Mr M like a woman possessed, needing to let loose the orgasm I can feel building. I push hard against his fingers deep in my pussy and hard against the cock in my ass. So many sensations, fuck I don’t know how much longer I can hold out. “I need to cum, so close, so close” I pant. “Cum for me baby, cum hard” he grunts back at me. I receive a slap to my ass which proves to be my undoing. I let out a scream as my orgasm rolls over me. My legs begin to shake and I begin to sag against the counter. Behind me Mr M pumps into me a few more times, then leans back as he cums deep inside me. Letting out a satisfied growl as his cum is let loose. As our breathing slows and our senses begin to clear, Mr M gently pulls out of me and leads me to the shower to tidy up. Or possibly, for some adventures.

17 January 2019

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You begin at my calves, gently kissing and sucking. Your fingers trail your lips and occasionally squeeze. Finally, you nip my inner thigh and grab my arse. I squirm in anticipation but want to stretch the moment out and I do so adore teasing you. Before you can reach my pussy, I grab handfuls of your beard and bring you to my hungry mouth, making you kiss me well. I let my left fingers wander to your back and you moan into my mouth in pleasure as they continue slowly down to your hip. Before you can catch on to my wickedness, I quickly capture both balls in my hand and you let out the most charming squeak. I calm you with another kiss while my right hand seeks out the light check chain hidden under the pillow. Upon hearing the sound, you pull away and your eyes widen. I chuckle and squeeze your balls just enough to let you know that resistance is futile. You lower your head, I place the chain, and only then do I release your balls and nudge you back to where you are the happiest. Before you can settle, I quickly check the chain, and you grin up at me and ask, "please, may I'. You know that will ensure I indulge you for a little while… You part my thighs further and grasp my hips to position me, intent on feasting on my clit and I murmur my approval. You caress my tummy with your hands and work ever so slowly up my torso while increasing the momentum. Damn! You have me at the edge of the precipice so quickly. No, not yet! I want to dance there as long as I can before succumbing but if you touch my breasts right now, I won’t have a choice. I really want to let you keep going but instead I lock your head between my thighs to stop you. You groan, and I ask if you want more? “Yes please,” you respond quickly and seeing the look on my face you hesitate and then mumble hopefully “Mistress?” “I see…well then, lie on your back and close your eyes.” I take the time to regain my composure before selecting just the right thing, and then quietly whisper in your ear, “Open wide sweetness”. You startle, and squirm and I’m pleased to see your cock twitch and I chuckle at watching you try to work out what I mean, and whether to accede to my request. Finally, you open your mouth wide. “Good. Do not open your eyes until I tell you. Oh, and in future you will answer properly the first time and no mumbling.” You wisely keep your mouth open, and nod vigorously instead. “Wider.” I insert the base of the dildo into your waiting mouth and you moan in surprise. I wait until you are laying perfectly still before allowing you to open your eyes. You gaze longingly at the folds I am gently stimulating. I am still engorged and now wet and can’t hold off much longer. I smile at your obvious frustration and slowly lower myself onto the dildo. It’s all you can do to hold onto the base and you raise your head in automatic need. I gently push your forehead back down and guide your hand to my hip. I begin to get into a rhythm, taking more and more of the dildo, while you gently massage my breasts. I am riding you hard now and beginning to soak that lovely beard of yours. My breasts are moving beyond your reach, so you hold onto my nipples and stretch them on my upward stroke. You are groaning and struggling underneath me and suddenly shift your hands to my waist and force me deep onto the dildo and I gush. “Naughty boy!” I grab your hands and attach them to the handcuffs on the bedhead, and slowly stand, hands on hips, surveying my handiwork with pleasure. I reach down and remove the dildo. “You have one minute, and if you please me enough, I will let you touch.”

16 January 2019

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The pub was crowded, the music was pumping and the lines at the bar were 4 deep. It was noisy with a live band performing in the corner, people were dancing and there was a great vibe in the air. I was feeling fantastic and having a great time with my girlfriends. We'd been to dinner and were now sitting at a table enjoying a cocktail or two. I knew them mainly from work and although we got on great, they had no idea about my naughty side. I always got flirty when I had a few drinks, becoming quite uninhibited and I had to work hard tonight to keep my composure. We were all up dancing to the band, laughing and singing along. As I twirled around I thought I saw someone I used to know walking through the door. I steadied myself and turned around, scanning the crowd for him. I laughed and shook my head when I realised I must have been mistaken, too much to drink and seeing things! I smiled to myself though, remembering the last time we were together. He was so hot, so sexy. Very tall, strong, hard working and a real decent guy. He had always made me feel like a queen when I was with him. He would pleasure me for hours, adoring my body, making me laugh and giggle. I hadn't seen him for years, not since he'd had to move away for work. I felt a pull deep inside of me as I realised how much I missed him. Maybe I should send him a message tomorrow, say hi. I wound my way back to our table and saw that my drink had been cleared. The other women were sipping on theirs so I said I'd go over and buy another and be back in a minute. I had to push my way through hot and sweaty dancing people and enjoyed making eye contact and flirting with a few people on the way. The queue at the bar was incredible but I was thirsty so lined up waiting. The closer I got to the bar the more crushed I was becoming. I'm only 5 feet tall and even with heels, everyone seemed to tower over me. It was so hot and I was starting to feel a sheen of perspiration on my skin. The music was still pumping and I was humming along and jiggling around to the beat. I was glad I'd worn this outfit, I had a really pretty, low cut flowing top over a little black skirt. My suspender belt and stockings were making me feel like I had a naughty secret and my black patent leather fetish heels were giving me a few extra inches of height and tilting my pelvis. I looked over my shoulders and through the crowd I could see my girlfriends and we waved at each other. I pulled a funny face to show them I was tired of waiting and then turned around to see what the barman was up to. Just then the crushing crowd behind and around me suddenly pushed me forward and I almost lost my balance. Suddenly I felt a strong pair of hands grabbing my waist and steadying me. I regained my composure and turned to thank the owner of the hands. One of the hands moved to my neck, gripping the side of my throat and stopping me from turning around. 'Don't move' he whispered roughly in my ear. I started to wriggle to try and break from his grip but both hands tightened and I felt pinned in. I looked either side of me and in front and no-one else seemed to have a clue what was going on. I was so alarmed and my heart was racing. The hand on my waist started wandering down, tugging up my skirt, exposing my suspender belt. I gasped and the hand on the side of my throat tightened, warning me to stay quiet. I could feel myself in flight or fight mode and flexed my hands, ready to dig my nails into him to fight him off. Just as I was about to make my move the guy in front of me moved a little and I could see through to the mirror at the back of the bar. My eyes were wide, my skin was flushed and I looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights. But I could also see my rescuer turned groper. It was him. My friend. Our eyes locked in the mirror and my mouth was opened in surprise and as I looked into his baby blues I bit my lip, crying out. Nobody heard me, nobody noticed anything. The place was jam packed and I was still way off being served, I couldn't move forwards, sideways or back. He took the hand off my neck and raised it to his lips and in the mirror told me to shhhh. I was so confused, I wanted to turn around and embrace him, I was so excited to see him. But then the other hand roughly grabbed my other arse cheek and he slipped his fingers under my suspender belt and snapped it so hard on my skin that I could hear the resounding thwack, startling me and exciting me! I was so turned on and so wet already and I closed my eyes and remembered the feel of those beautiful big hands the last time they were all over my body. He was so much taller than me and so broad, I looked so petite in front of him when I looked back into the mirror. He leaned down and sniffed my hair. 'Mmmm' he moaned in my ear. He nuzzled into my neck and gently traced his tongue up from my clavicle to my ear. Oh god I thought I was going to just melt into a puddle on the floor. 'Do you trust me' he grunted in my ear. I locked eyes with him again in the mirror and nodded, my lips swollen and bruised from me biting them. 'Good' he whispered, 'don't move'. I was so confused but so turned on so I just complied. The queue wasn't moving and there was nowhere I could go anyway. I trusted this man implicitly, we'd shared everything, I had no reason to believe he would hurt me. I was quite tense waiting to see what was going to happen. His fingers were working their way under the elastic of my panties, and then suddenly he tugged my panties to the side, exposing my pussy. I felt his fingers probing my labia, finding the slippery wetness and then using that lubrication to force me open wider for him. He started fucking my pussy with his fingers, first one, then two, then a breathtaking three. At one stage I think his fingers in my cunt were the only things holding me up, I was literally weak at the knees. All of a sudden his fingers were gone and I felt empty, abandoned. I looked up in the mirror to see his face and he was looking down intently. I could feel his rough jeans against my bare arse and legs and I rubbed myself seductively against him. His big hard cock was straining through his jeans and I could tell he was straining against the fabric. I wound one arm behind me, searching for his bulge. I had barely found it and squeezed when I felt him undoing the buttons on his jeans. He grabbed my little hand in his and I sucked in my breath as he wound my fingers around that glorious cock. Now released from his boxer briefs and rubbing against my bare skin I could feel a slippery sheen on the tip. I was so flushed now and looked around me to see who was watching. I felt so exposed, so vulnerable. It was almost my turn to be served, we had edged forwards slightly and the guy in front of me had ordered. We locked eyes in the mirror again and he gave me a questioning look. I knew exactly what he was asking and I licked my lips and nodded. I pulled my cheeks apart and then I felt him position the head of his cock at the entrance to my pussy. It wasn't the best angle and he slightly pushed me forward, then with a rough thrust he entered me. His cock slid into my cunt like it had known it's way home. He grabbed my hips and pushed me down, and I felt like he was so deep he was going to nudge my cervix. This was going to be quick and dirty and I braced myself against him and prepared myself to be fucked in public, with dozens and dozens of people surrounding me. I could smell our sex and couldn't believe that no-one had a clue what we were doing. The first few thrusts were so intense and I felt dizzy and weak. I looked over my shoulder towards my table and my girlfriends were sitting there laughing and talking and I waved again, grinning at them, thinking to myself that if they knew what I was doing ..... well, let's just say they would be surprised. My friend started to change his thrusts now and I knew he wasn't going to last long. One hand wound around my thighs to the front and found my engorged clit. I gasped as he rubbed it and I felt myself tense up and then as he continued to rub me and thrust inside of me I felt myself suddenly relax, all the tension leaving. At the same moment he jerked, I could feel his cock shuddering, then I felt hot spurts inside of me up against my cervix. Fuck! Right at that moment the man in front moved and the barman smiled and asked what I wanted. I could barely talk, I was so dry. 'Coke' I croaked. As I reached down into my pockets for money, I felt my friend ease out of me, tug my panties back and pull my skirt back down. The Coke was pushed across the bar towards me and as I waited for my change I gulped down some mouthfuls, craving the cold, refreshing drink. I thanked the barman and then turned, looking forward to thanking my friend and catching up with him. He was gone. I looked up at the people surrounding me and they were all just focused on waiting for their drinks. I searched the crowd for him and couldn't see him anywhere. Damn. I teetered back over to the table, carefully holding my drink and avoiding all the drunk people. I sat back down at the table and realised I was trembling. 'You took your time' one of my friends laughed. 'We've been having so much fun and you've missed out' she added. Just then a large glob of cum slid out of my cunt into my panties. I sneaked my hand under the table and into my panties, scooping up a pool of our mixed juices. 'Oh don't worry' I reassured them as I surreptitiously tasted our cum, 'I was very well looked after'! That was a night to remember.

10 January 2019

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I see her outlined clearly as the bedside lamp casts her shadow against the wall. A simple Silhouette that captures her stark beauty, and yet reveals a sense of sadness, a hidden lie. I notice the curve of her stomach as she leans forward to extinguish the light, and my last memory is of the arch of her back and the smoothness of her shoulders as the light fades. Now my other senses take over and I capture the faint smell of her perfume as her body stirs next to mine. I reach forward and run my hands over her slender shoulders, tracing my forefinger down her spine until I reach her waist. Then… with slow movements I run my hands around her waist, and then down further until I feel the silky smoothness of her thigh. Then I bend over and let my tongue meander its way down her legs, around her knees until I feel the slight rise of her ankles. I feel her tense as I continue down her foot and taste her saltiness as her toes curl in anticipation. I rise once more and lying together again I encircle my arms around her, feeling her warmth, becoming one. No words are spoken, for to do so would break the spell we have created, bringing back a sense of reality where none should exist. I feel her hands moving now, in much the same way as mine, reaching, exploring almost searching for something she may have missed before, not content until she is sure I have experienced everything as she has. She relaxes now, but this time we reach greedily for each other, our movements jerky and uncontrolled, our exploration more thorough, our touches rougher and our breaths sharper until ultimately we tense and relax…. And sleep. And later, when the night is through we let the dawn wash over our bodies and cleanse our skin and awaken to another day.

27 December 2018

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The night's clear, stars spray across the sky like diamonds.. No moon to be seen ... A cool breeze brushes his face as he walks up the stairs ... The house is in darkness, he hesitates, then knocks lightly ... A moment later, I open the door .. He stands there, hands in his coat pockets, looking a little unsure .. I reach up, grasping his coat lapels and kiss him gently, tentative ... Savouring his taste and the subtle citrus scent of aftershave ... Mmmmm ... I murmur softly .... Drawing him in, I close and lock the door ... "Remove your coat and loafers" ... Unbuttoning, he slips off his coat and loafers... Naked except for a pair of jocks .. In the total darkness, we can just barely see the outline of each other... "Lay on your back" ... He lays on the timber floor ... Stepping over him, I squat over his face, he reaches up to touch me .... " No, you can't kiss or lick me .... Only your nose can touch my parted moist lips and breath in my scent ... However, you can lick my derrière, just a little" .... Standing back up, I place my foot over his mouth, gripping his lips with my toes ..... He sucks a toe, kisses and licks the arch of my foot .... Yessss, I purr . . . Looking down, I notice the head of his cock is peeping out from beneath his jocks .... Leaning down, I remove his jocks, then hold his cock, gently squeezing and stroking .... Taking the shoelace thin rope, I tie it around his shaft, run it down and bind it around his balls 3 times, then back up around his shaft .... Running it up his chest, then around his neck loosely .... I ask him to hold the end of the rope as I move to help him onto all fours ..... Leaning on his knees and palms, I push his head down gently and rest it in his elbows .... Pouring oil over his back and between his cheeks .... Raking my nails down his back and inner thighs .... I suck his toes, rub his arches and nibble his heels ... Drawing circles on his cheeks, then around his button ... Adding a little pressure on it ... Then tickling it.. My other hand holds his balls and pulls, then I run my nails over them and tug on them gently ....Lifting my breasts onto his cheeks, rubbing them around and in between .... His cocks swollen and dark red, the rope is tight .... I suckle on it, then insert my finger into his button ..... I hear him groan ... I'm enjoying being the Alpha Witch ... Doing what I know he loves ... Slapping his ass, I straddle him, slide my pussy up his back. .. Kiss and bite his shoulders and ear lobes ... Murmuring in his ear, of hidden desires ... His groans, tell me all I need to know .... Getting off, I help him up, undo the tie around his neck .... Then tug, its still firmly tied around his cock ... I tug again... This time he comes to me ... Pulling out a dinning chair, I sit him down .... Pour oil onto his thighs ... Sitting on his thighs, I slide forward and he thrusts hard. ... Ooh fuck !!! ... His cock, tied with rope opens me and he's in to the hilt ... Again he bucks hard .... Gripping my hips he slides me back and forth over his thighs and onto his engorged cock .... "Ooh no you don't, I'm in control tonight " ... He let's go of my hips ... I remain on his thighs rocking side to side ... Leaning forward rubbing my full heavy breasts over his chest ... Then sitting back, rotating my hips and pinching my nipples .... Sliding all the way off, then sucking his cock ... Opening his little split and flicking it with my tongue .... Getting another chair and facing it to him, I turn and face my back to him ... Leaning onto the second chair, I slide back up his thighs to touch his head rotating my hips around his head.... He watches, entranced, hunger and need fill his eyes ... I knew he was reaching the end of his tether .... Soon his male dominance would take over and heaven help me, I would pay dearly, but ooh so achingly sweet .... All the teasing had not only aroused him, but me as well ... I stood up, took the end of the rope and tugged on his cock .. Following me, I lead him to the boudoir ... Earlier on, unbeknown to him, I had stripped the bed and covered the mattress firmly with plastic and poured oil over it ... The room was in darkness .... Sitting on the edge, I untied the rope from around his cock and balls .... Then started nibbling down his shaft .... His balls. ... Back up to his head .... Sucking and licking, as softly as I could .... My fingers skipped across his stomach, up his chest, tweaking his nipples ... Then under his arms, twirling his hairs around my fingers . .. Tracing down the side of his ribs, then to his cheeks .... He leaned in to me ... Pushing me onto my back .... Raising my legs by my ankles, spreading them wide, raining soft kisses up my legs .... Finally reaching my hidden flower ... Petals swollen with desire, moisture beading along the edges .... He bites my mound gently, then my thighs, marking his territory .... Imagine licking an ice cream with long drawn out licks .... From my button to my pearl ... Again and again .... Inserting a finger into my button, he uses his other hand to spread my flower petals and drink my honey .... I tremble and spasm .... Sex noises spill from me ... Squeals, whimpers, moans all begging for him ... He whispers in my ear, "Babe, let me fuck you " .... As he guides his cock into me ... Spreading me with his thickness ... We're covered in oil and slip and slide and wrestle and fuck ... Me refusing to submit as Alpha Witch ... And he, making it known, I will ... Finally he has me in the corner and up against the bed head ... Bucking fast and deep, the noise of oily skin slapping hard ... I climax suddenly, screaming his name .... Rippling orgasms cause me to quiver, thighs trembling ... Deep within his chest starts the hum of his low growl .... Spurting and growling as his hot seed sprays again and again ... Filling me with heat ... Minutes go past as our breathing settles ... The after glow is magic ... Wrapped in his arms ... My fingers lightly stroking his chest ... Tilting my chin up, he looks me in the eyes, and murmurs, " you truly are a wicked witchy wife "

12 December 2018

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I just can't stop smiling, feeling so safe and protected in your arms, running my fingers over your cheek and jaw, loving the feel of the rough stubble that's just starting to grow. I love how you play with my hair, running your hands through it, smoothing it back from my forehead, making me almost purr with happiness. I stretch luxuriously and cheekily slap your arse and tell you I'll be right back, I'm going to run us a bath. I grab the tangled sheet and wrap it around me, and I manage to get a few feet towards the bathroom before you tug the corner and pull it off me! I laugh and blow you a kiss and race into the bathroom squealing as you leap out of bed and chase me! I just make it into the bathroom as you grab me around the waist and swing me around and throw me hard up against the wall. You kiss me so roughly, growling "you can't get away from me that easily". I struggle to get away and you grab my wrists, one in each hand and hold my arms up above my head, and you wedge your leg between my thighs. I struggle more, but all that does is increase the pressure of your leg against my pussy. You're fucking my mouth with your tongue, biting my lip, moaning into my mouth, driving me crazy and the feel of the ceramic tiles against my back and my arms pinned above me are just turning me on even more. I can feel your cock stiffening and pushing against me, and I just have to have you inside of me. I wriggle around and try and get your cock closer to my aching pussy, but you just chuckle and say "na ah, you wanted a bath gorgeous ... " and dip your head down and scoop up a mouthful of my breast into your wet mouth, suckling deeply on my nipple, grazing your teeth on me. I feel an instant rush of juice flood my already swollen and aching pussy and I can feel precum gathering on the tip of your teasing cock. "Let my hands go babe" I pant, "I need to touch you" ..... and you just shake your head at me and greedily suck at my other breast. I grind my hips into your cock, loving the pressure but hating the teasing, the merciless taunting. I need you deep inside me. A rivulet of sweat runs down my neck and down between my breasts, and you slowly bend down and lick it up, higher and higher until you lick your way up my neck, along my jaw and then whisper in my ear "you'd better run that bath while I get us a cold drink". You kiss me tenderly on the cheek and pinch my arse as you wander out of the bathroom, and I can't help but watch as you move over to the mini bar fridge and bend down. Mhm, I do love that arse! I shake myself out of my daydream and start running the bath, using plenty of the natural aromatherapy bubble bath oil to create a fragrant, frothy and warm tub just perfect for us both. I wind my hair up into a bun and as my arms are raised to pin it up your arms sneak around under my uplifted breasts and you make me jump with a cold glass of icy lemon drink in each hand! I smile and turn around and take my glass from you, and we clink them together, enjoying the cold refreshing drink, replacing some of the fluids we lost when we played around on the bed before! I fish around in my glass and find an icecube and firstly suck on it with my lips, then teasingly rub it over first one of your nipples, then the next, loving how they get little goosebumps and the skin around them puckers with the cold sensation. I run the melting icecube across your chest, then slowly down your stomach, across to each hip, then lower, and as I do I start following the trail with my tongue. Flicking my tongue in and out, lapping up the icy trail, working my way lower and lower. By the time I reach your groin the icecube is almost melted, so I quickly run it along your stiff cock (making it twitch enticingly) and then I finish my teasing lick by running my tongue along your shaft and teasing the slit at the end, coaxing out some pre-cum, glistening pearl drops of divine goodness. The bath is full so we sit our drinks down on the edge and you hold my hand as I step over the edge and ease myself down, loving the feeling of the silky bubbles on my skin. My boobs bob up in the water and glisten with the water running off them, and I look up at you and catch you eyeing them off like they're your next meal! You get into the bath and sit down at the other end, stretching your legs along each of mine. You look so fucking gorgeous sitting there and we can't stop smiling at each other. I reach down and rub my hands along your legs, loving the feel of the hair on your legs, and I run my nails along your skin and you shiver! My feet find your hard cock and I teasingly wrap them around your shaft and give it a few cheeky tugs. I gently push on your balls as well, and love watching your face change as I play with you. I can't help myself and just tease more and more, rubbing your cock relentlessly with my feet, my legs now bent open, my knees each popping out of the water. While I'm jerking you off with my feet I'm laying back against the bath, so relaxed and happy, and playing with each of my breasts, lazily circling my nipples with my finger tips as the water laps against them. All of a sudden your smile disappears and you lunge forward and grab my wrists, scissor your legs shut forcing mine to the outside and your jerk me forwards hard onto your lap so I'm straddling you. You kiss me greedily, hungrily and you definitely aren't smiling anymore. You grab my hips firmly and lift me up and before I know what you are doing you have your hand between my legs roughly pushing my pussy lips open and then you guide me down hard onto your shaft until I've sunk balls deep onto you. This just takes my breathe away and my eyes open wide in surprise, and I arch my back and cry out in pleasure. This pushes my breasts out and towards your face and you savagely take one deep into your mouth and suck so hard I can feel the tug deep inside me. You aren't playing now, your face is so serious and you start to lift me up and down, forcing me down repeatedly onto your stiff hard cock, penetrating me so deeply, filling me and stretching me. The water is lapping furiously around us, and we are both sweating and moaning with the pleasure and intense sensation of fucking in the bath. You grunt in approval as I reach behind me and grab your balls and squeeze them gently and then wriggle my finger lower, finding your puckered arse hole, teasing it, making you fuck me harder. I grab hold of your head, tugging at you, holding on for dear life as you pound relentlessly into me. I start screaming your name and begging you to fuck me harder, deeper and I plead with you to fill me with your cum. "Fuck babe" you pant "I'm going to blow so hard and high inside you". Your hands move around to my arse and you grab each cheek firmly down low, pulling my pussy even further apart and I can't believe you drive into me even deeper and harder. Then just when I think I can't take any more I feel this intense wave rushing over me and I start feeling dizzy and faint and I hear you saying "stay with me baby, stay with me". I almost sob to you "no baby, no, I can't ......" but then the most fucking intense orgasm imaginable starts ripping through my body and just as it does I feel your cock twitch and you ram inside me deeper and harder than ever and hold me down onto you, impaling me, and I feel your hot thick cum spurt over and over again against my cervix, filling me and mixing with my cum. The pleasure is so intense, we just kiss each other deeply, panting into each other's mouths as we feel wave after wave of each other's orgasm, muscles clenching, tightening, my pussy milking every single last drop out of you. As the last waves ripple through us we collapse and I just nuzzle my face into your neck and relax my legs and you wind your arms around me, caressing my back, and we lay there, replete, as the water stills and cools around us.

4 November 2018

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That first time we met in your hotel room was mindblowing. We both wanted to see each other again but our schedules clashed. I messaged you with a sexy idea and moments later I had my answer. Fuck! I had such a restless night, waiting for the first light of dawn to get up, dress and sneak out of the house. I drove through the quiet streets towards you, nervous and tingling with anticipation. I arrived at your hotel and took the lift up to your floor. As promised, you’ve left the door unlocked for me. I creep in, slipping off my shoes at the door as I lock us in. I find you asleep, on your back, looking so god-damned sexy and fuckable. I wriggle out of my clothes and gently lift up the bedding and let myself in between your thighs. You twitch and moan, you know I’m there but you’re still all warm and sleepy. I start lapping around your thighs and groin with my hot, wet, tongue. Your cock slaps against my cheek, I know what you want but you’re not getting it yet. I kiss and nuzzle your skin and can smell your delicious cock oozing pre-cum. I can’t resist any longer and start lavishing your cock with gentle teasing licks and run my tongue up the length of your shaft. I take you into my mouth and you wriggle and moan underneath me. I torture you for a few minutes with my fingers, hands and mouth and then I can’t stand it any longer. I crawl up your body and position myself over your hard throbbing cock. I guide myself down onto you, sinking until you are balls deep inside of me. You start waking up, watching me. I take my hand and shove it over your eyes and push your head to the side. This is my time. I rock back and forth, the squelching and rhythmic slapping sounds and sensations spurring me on. I sit up straight, fuck, you feel so deep and hard inside of me that I might burst. I grab your hands and force them onto my big bouncy tits, squeezing them. I let you watch through sleepy eyes as I bounce up and down on your cock, harder and harder until suddenly you jerk and spasm inside of me and I feel a rush of hot sperm against my cervix. Mmmm! I lean down and kiss you gently, murmuring ‘morning lover’. I ease my aching, flooded pussy off you and hop out of bed, grabbing my things and leaving your room naked. I glance over my shoulder just as I walk through the door and you’re laying there grinning foolishly, looking totally fucked and with one hand cradling your cock. You have the cutest, sleepy smile and the smell of sex fills the room. I quickly get dressed in the hallway and let myself out, locking the door behind me. I walk out into a waking city towards my car, smiling to myself with a secret .... every step I take your semen oozes out of my swollen pussy and I wonder if the people I pass can smell you on me. Yum!

4 November 2018

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It would be a hot sunny day, I'd be working hard in the vineyard sweat dripping from my forehead, you'd be handing out some washing as I approach the house. Your short denim shorts and a tight singlet sculptured to your hot body. I take my boots off, go inside and wash my face, only to find you at the sink washing dishes. I slowly approach you from behind, grab your waist as you jump. You let out a load "Oh" as I glide my hands along yours into the water. As our hands touch we wash a plate as I begin to kiss your neck. You have this amazing smile and glow as radiant as the summer sun. I grab your body and pull it into mine as you lean your head back and we begin to kiss. As we kiss I twist you around and lift you onto the edge of the sink, you wrap your legs around me and pull me in tightly. I gaze into your eyes as our tongues dance and gently stroke the side of your face with my hand, then through your long beautiful hair. You then try to push me away telling me to behave and that you had a lot of work to get done. I was persistent but you smiled laughed and said no ! With that said I asked how could you possibly continue to work in those wet short, you looked down confused and replied "but there dry". With that I lift you and dunk your arse on the sink water!! Your eyes open up so wide is disbelief as you smile and call me a Moron! I said come on I'll change you as I lift you out and carry you to the bedroom. Your glowing and smiling as we kiss laugh and giggle. I place you softly on the bed and begin to take you out of your wet p ants. I pull your shorts off slowly and seductively. You have a cheeky grin on your face as I touch your wet knickers! Your hand guiding mine between your legs and touching your throbbing pussy. You let out a huge "oh" is I touch it softly, I ask it you like it and you reply fuck yeah. I giggle and whisper in your ear " unlucky " as I pull away and suggest that I'm holding you up from all the chores that were so important earlier. We both look at each other and burst out laughing as l fall on top of you on the bed rolling around tickling you and making you laugh. You call me lots of names like moron and ass hole as we hug hold and kiss each other. Your on top by this stage and insist that I'm going to pay for my actions !!! You reach back, tie your hair up in a bun with a serious look on your face then you say " for being do mean to me I'm going to fuck you silly " and you end your sentence with those amazing eyes opening as wide as possible and starting at me! You then..............

27 October 2018

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It had been a few weeks since John had his unexpected shower time with Sharon, and yet he could not stop reliving it. John replayed in his head the softness of her lips, the firmness of her nipples, and the smoothness of her vaginal lining as he thrusted his penis deep into her, but now feeling guilty every time that the image occurred despite the smile it brought to his face. He had wanted to have another encounter with Sharon and release inside her while wearing a larger condom, but could not. Their paths had not crossed at work, and a few days after the encounter he had met Sally. Sally was in many ways a complete opposite to Sharon. Sally was older, more experienced in the world; in ways of life experience as well as in sensual pleasures. Sally was a much more headstrong woman than Sharon as a result, although John felt that at times, that Sally could sometimes try to be everything to everyone to her own detriment. John knew that he had fallen for Sally, even though she was much more homely than Sharon with nowhere near as stunning a body. He loved her personality. He was enjoying the sex as well and was grateful that at least Sally was like Sharon in that he could easily make her come multiple times before he came. Yes, John was happy and knew that he would not be with Sharon again. The desire for the experience was there, but John could not do that to Sally. He had no judgement for those that did play around, but it just wasn't for him. This morning tested his discipline though. It was a nondescript drive in until near the parking building he thought he saw Emilia walking. He glanced backwards and saw that it was definitely Emilia. John had worked in the same company as Emilia some years ago. Not in the same part of the company, but their paths regularly crossed, and John knew that Emilia was something else. She was roughly his height with stunning black hair, a classically beautiful face, and a smile that beamed a magnificent aura whenever she felt relaxed. John was always amazed that the smile appeared whenever they had reason to talk, regardless of how busy or frustrated Emilia was. Her aura spread positivity to anyone around her, and that was only enhanced by her genuine, polite, professional nature. John had previously tried to imagine just kissing Emilia but for the most time he couldn't. Emilia was tremendously intelligent, svelte, and so effortlessly elegant that even his active imagination couldn't bring itself to show her a modicum of disrespect. John and Emilia saw each other in his glance and mouth polite hellos shortly before John drove into the building and parked his car. His mind racing as he walked to the elevator, John hoped that on his way out of the building he would bump into Emilia and be able to have a bit of a catch-up as they hadn't seen each other in over a year. She looked as amazing as ever, and it was with no surprise that he felt an erection growing at the thought of just seeing her. Emilia had this effect on John, and he found himself wondering if she had the same effect on other men, or if she had one excruciatingly lucky person in her life. He shook his head as to try to clear his mind and subside his erection as he reached the elevator, thanking his lucky stars that some other patrons were waiting for the lift. Still, he couldn't help but dread that for the remainder of the day he would find it hard to stifle thoughts of Emilia and even harder to stifle burgeoning erections. That dread became even stronger when the elevator doors opened and Emilia unexpectedly walked out as he walked in. After another quick pleasantry she out walked past him, her perfume almost overcoming his rational sense as she went. John could barely contain himself and it took all his control not to walk back out of the elevator and try to talk to her. The questioning glances that he would have gotten from his fellow passengers and the strange questions he would have gotten from Emilia stopped him though. He both regretted the inaction and was very glad of it. He developed a straining erection on the rapid two floor elevator journey. He had no idea how he would have hidden it from Emilia if he'd obeyed his animalistic instincts. He imagined how it would have played out if he had obeyed the instincts though. He pictured them walking and talking until they reached her car. It would be like she was - immaculate and stylish. They would go to say their goodbyes with a promise to catch up for coffee, before Emilia dropped her keys as they waved goodbye and John turned away. Turning back around at the sound, John imagined that he missed his chance to do the gentlemanly thing as he pictured Emilia crouching down to pick up her keys before standing up. In John's mind, as Emilia stood up she noticed his now solid crotch strain and blushed before mumbling she should go, even as her eyes lingered a half-second too long on the bulge. John imagined apologising to Emilia for his state or arousal without admitting it was because of her. Emilia, he imagined, mumbled that it was ok and got into her car. John pictured moving next to the slightly ajar door to wish Emilia goodbye and confirm a coffee date. Emilia touched his arm to confirm it and the next thing, neither of them would have ever pictured in real life. John touched her arm in a reciprocal gesture and both felt the electricity in the air. They both looked at each other's arms and then into each other's faces - eyes locking. John envisioned moving forward and Emilia rising her head up to meet his face. Their kissing would be deep, passionate, a breaking of a wall they'd both held back for so long. John would realise too late into the act of kissing how wrong this was, but the pang of guilt over betraying Sally would be nullified by the pure sensation of living out a fantasy so soon after living out a fantasy with Sharon. Emilia would pull John close and they would continue kissing as she moved her hand down his chest outside his shirt and then rest her hand on his now granite firm member. John would stroke her arm at this and move his hand around her back as they kissed more. John could not stop picturing that if he went with her, his hand would run through her hair as he kissed and licked just above the top button of her blouse; desiring to undo her blouse and keep going lower despite the security cameras. John imagined Emilia stroking him through his trousers as they held each other close and kissed. He longed to be in her car, hands exploring each other's bodies, and eventually his granite being deep inside her as she rode him. She would not be naked in the car, nor would they initially care that he was not wearing protection. They would stop after her first orgasm and he would again put on a condom that was too tight for his girth, before removing it with consent after her second orgasm. As she was riding for a third orgasm atop John, he pictured opening her blouse buttons and lifting her c-cup breasts out of her bra. He imagined sucking her dark ruby nipples to help bring her to climax as he released an unexpectedly copious volume of semen deep inside her. John blinked back to reality as the sound accompanying the little green man told him that it was safe to cross the road. He felt tremendously guilty and loathsome that he had allowed his imagination to disrespect Emilia, and that he imagined that passion with someone other than Sally. He knew that despite this guilt he could not ever tell either of them about the impossible dream. It would be easy to not tell Emilia as he didn't know if they would ever cross paths again. He was seeing Sally the next night though and so he stored the fantastic scenario in his vault, grateful that he was becoming more and more forgetful. He would feel guilty (and erect) at the thoughts the rest of the day and just hoped that could busy himself enough over the next day and a half to forget the fantasy and allow him to continue his building, happy reality.

23 October 2018

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It’s a warm, balmy evening as I drive into the Woolworths car park and park in the dark spot at the back near the trees that I had scouted the previous evening. My heart is fluttering in nervous anticipation of what I’m about to do. I exit my car and try not to look around as I head towards the entrance. On entering the store the bright lights give me a bit of a reality shock and I hope that no-one recognizes me in my present state. I get a basket and commence walking up and down the aisles, attempting in vain to appear as a serious shopper whilst feeling like a hooker sans knickers. The anticipation of what’s ahead heightened my arousal and I feel my juices slippery on my flaps as I walk. I have big hanging flaps and with the engorgement of my arousal this in itself is a most delicious feeling. Then I get a glimpse of him. It has to be him. Badass looking and piercing me with a look that stripped me bare. Then his challenging gaze runs slowly from top to toe. I turn away and bend over to look at something on the lower shelf giving him an unhindered view of my naked and glistening flaps and arse as I bend over. I continue and grab the last of the items before checking out, the slipperiness of my cunt focusing my entire awareness on how incredibly turned on I am. I open the back of the car and put the shopping in, reaching right in with my dress riding up and the gentle night breeze cool on the juices leaking from my pussy. I take a step back and reach up, knowing full well that that is revealing my arse and pull the boot shut. Then I gasp as I am pinned to the car from behind by a hard body and a menacing voice in my ear, “Don’t utter a sound! Do not resist me” I feel his hand between my legs and he lightly touches the inside of my thighs and my lips and hisses to me, “you filthy, dirty slut… teasing me with your cunt flashing in there” “I’m going to give you what you’re asking for, you dirty bitch” Then he’s pressing me to the car with his forearm and I suddenly feel a stinging slap on my arse! OMG the pain and then the intense feeling in my pussy the knowledge that this is what I need to make me so horny and I’m finally going to get it. And then his fingers between my legs again, gently tugging on my flaps then brushing urgently but lightly across my clit hood. Then another sting on my arse cheek, and another. And an instant reaction in my pussy. I’m aching, needing this so bad and needing more. Then the pressure on my back eases and he turns me around. His hands massage my breasts firmly for a few moments before focusing his attention on my nipples and pinches me. Hard. And long. Again the rush of pleasure after the sting of pain abated raising my arousal to an all time high. He says “put your finger in your cunt and lick it, show me how you like to taste pussy”. I reach down and am amazed by the wetness everywhere. I bring my finger back up and lick it slowly, tantalizingly, realizing that I’m incredibly turned on by it. Now he drags me to the front of the car and pushes me face first over the bonnet. I feel his head between my arse cheeks and he starts licking across my arse hole up and down, up and down. Then he withdraws and I feel the blood rushing to my pussy, the contracting ache of it needing to be filled all consuming. Then back again, up and down, up and down, a dozen times across my arse hole, then another pause as he allows the sensation to envelope me. More stinging slaps, bringing tears to my eyes but the pleasure that follows the pain prevents me from crying out. Then he grabs my hands and holds them together above my head and, all of a sudden, I feel the head of his cock at my arse and he pushes forward and forcefully enters my pussy. It’s tight and I feel a slight sting from the suddenness but I’m so ready for it that’s gone in an instant. And then he pumps me, a steady stream of profanity in my ear, “You like that you dirty slut, this is what you wanted isn’t it!” “Mmm, gush all over my cock you filthy slut, give me all your juice.” And he pumps me firmly pushing against my g spot, this man know exactly what he’s doing, and now I’m gushing, wetness flooding from my pussy as he continues to pound my g spot. And I know I’m about to cum as his pounding gets more urgent and he reaches around and dances on my clit with his fingers as he pumps his hot load deep into my pussy and I finally let go with an ecstatic release that goes on and on as he pumps every last bit of cum into me. And he spins me around and kisses me long and hard on the lips and says “Hi Ange, it’s really good to meet you.”

21 October 2018

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We kiss.....and I turn you around to face the wall.....my lips caress your neck....my tongue flickering back and forth.... I place your hands up high and flat on the wall above your head.... Meanwhile I've placed mink massage gloves on my hands....and now I place the my hands upon the back of your hands.... Slowly I move downwards....varying the pressure of contact with the fur.....squeezing muscle groups as I move down slowly.....occasionally brushing upwards and back down again.... Down and around your shoulders lightly....down your sides....around your waist....slowing down as I admire your full hips....stroking up and down....then down your thighs.....your calves.....your feet.... Suddenly I stand and whisper.....spread your legs honey.....and your thighs spring open....and I inhale your womanly scent as your juices stream down your wide spread inner thighs......Want more....? Best act it out with me....if....you are the chosen one....

20 October 2018

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It was early on a Tuesday afternoon and John arrived back at work toting a backpack. He'd taken advantage of the pleasant early Autumn weather as he did most days by having a swim in a natural pool that formed part of a nearby river. The pool was deep and had some current, but generally this was safe and helped John's strength, and mental and physical endurance. To further help endurance John had jogged to and from the water - as he did most days. The jog back resulted in John getting a little sweaty again and he was looking forward to his shower. As he reached the building though, he found himself merging with a crowd of colleagues from across the business, all arriving and looking very sweaty. "Crap", thought John. He'd hoped to make a fairly quiet entrance with few people around, but had forgotten that today was one of the rounds of the company's mixed teams touch football tournament. There were colleagues from all areas of the company and John couldn't help but look at some of them and enviously wish that someone asked him to be on a team so that he could "accidentally" touch some of the female players. John said a few pleasant hellos and held a door here or there for a number of the players before making towards the locker room to get his normal work gear and have a shower. On his way he found himself unexpectedly in conversation with Sharon. Sharon was a secretary to one of the middle managers and had recently returned to the company. John worked in an admin area and had been happy to hear she was coming back as he always thought she was friendly, easy to get along with, and outstandingly attractive. He'd spoken to her briefly once or twice since her return but today was different. Sharon had been having a bit of a problem with her computer. John listened a little bit and, when Sharon told him that their tech team had been slow to look at it, John said he'd pop up later and have a look. Changing topics, John asked Sharon how they'd gone with the football. Sharon's team had won and she'd let the happy adrenaline distract her from muscle tiredness. John congratulated Sharon, and, being a former touch player himself asked the position she played that day. "Well", Sharon started. "I'm a bit of a team player so was moving around a bit. Most people want me on their team as I can play in any position". John raised an eyebrow at the slight entendre. Sharon, seeing this but not realising the double-meaning, continued. "I'm often forward and one of the first ones to get into the action. I don't like people sneaking around me and I make sure no lines are crossed when I don't want anyone getting in". John began to suspect that Sharon was choosing her words very carefully to see if she could get a rise out of John, and he was glad that the others had moved to the locker rooms and showers. "I also like to play centre in attack" continued Sharon; "I can move very quickly if I want, and once I've got hold of that ball I can be very selfish and hold it and move how I want until I get the score I want". John went wide eyed and blushed slightly at this. Sharon realised what she'd said and quickly changed topic to John's workout. John told her that he'd been jogging and swimming. He mentioned that he needed more time in the water to improve his strength. "At least with the jogging I can last a while longer though." John said. "My stamina has really improved there" John quickly followed that on by suggesting that they should both go to their respective change rooms and get ready to go back to work. Sharon mentioned that she was concerned that the womens showers would all be busy and so she may have a bit of a wait. John told Sharon that he hoped she wouldn't have a wait, and that he never had to wait. "There's that many showers in the mens room?" asked Sharon. "No" replied John. "The cubicles are too small and so I just use one of the disabled showers. We have no disabled staff at the moment and so they're free and the water pressure is great". "I might have to use the other one if the ladies showers are all busy then" replied Sharon. They said their goodbyes ,John promised to visit her computer, and he grabbed his gear then went to the first disabled shower. He'd been in there enjoying a nice, relaxing shower when suddenly there was a knock at the door. Feeling a bit surprised John turned the water off and called out that he'd only be a couple of minutes. To even more of John's surprise he heard Sharon asking to be let in. Quickly covering himself with his shower towel he opened the door slightly. "The ladies showers were all busy with a wait line, and all the stalls were full as well so I couldn't even go to the toilet. The other disabled room is busy as well and they didn't hear me knock. I hate to ask this, but can I quickly use the toilet here while you shower? You'll have the curtain closed so we can't see each other and I'll crank some music so you won't even hear me" John was very uncertain about the proposition. He'd fantasised about being naked when in the same room with Sharon - but certainly not in that circumstance. John okayed the plan as he figured it was the closest he was ever likely to come to his fantasy, and Sharon quickly entered the room. John went back to his shower and closed the curtain as Sharon locked the door. He heard music start to turn up and thought nothing of it as John worked the shower puff over his body and tried not to linger on his now semi-erect penis. To John's surprise he heard the song end and the next one start. "She must have had in a lot of urine" John thought. The next thing John knew the curtain had slid open a little and Sharon's long, tapered fingers placed themselves under the water. "I'm sorry to startle you" Sharon said. "You sounded like you've got the temperature just right and I didn't want to make you more uncomfortable. I hope it's ok if I wash my hands in this perfectly warm water". John looked over his shoulder and mumbled something about it being ok. Sharon thanked John and asked if she could have the shower when he was done. John saw that Sharon was already just down to her sports bra and knickers and could barely sputter out that it was ok by him as he was almost done before going back to washing. Neither John or Sharon made moves to close the curtain, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Sharon with her back to him taking off her bra. John became harder and was finding it very hard to concentrate on washing; this became a near impossible task when Sharon slipped off her underwear. John stopped soaping his body and quickly rinsed, missing many suds as he did. John turned off the water and held his hand behind him as he asked Sharon to pass him his towel. Sharon grabbed the towel but placed it back down when she saw John's back half covered in soap. Sharon stepped forward through the curtain, took the moveable showerhead, and turned the water on. She apologised again for interrupting John's shower and said that she figured that since she'd made his showering experience "hard", she'd help him finish. The water cascaded over John's body as Sharon moved the showerhead around, washing the suds off and using her hand to help where possible. John thought that she lingered her hand too long on his penis and scrotum, but enjoyed it too much to complain. Returning his senses briefly, John told Sharon he'd best get out as the behaviour they were undertaking was risky and could see them getting sacked. "Really?" asked Sharon. "Yes" replied John. "It's possible we could get the arse for this". Sharon thought for a second and then replied: "Well, maybe you could get the nicer arse first". John could not longer contain himself at this. He turned around and grabbed the showerhead as he kissed Sharon deeply. Tongues massaging each other through John's open mouth. Sharon released the showerhead to his hand and pulled John close. "You feel so hard. I wish that we had more time so that I could enjoy your stamina" Sharon whispered in John's ear as he nuzzled her neck. John continued to move his kissing and licking down Sharon's body. He firm yet soft, young d-cup breasts had large, light nipples and puffy areolas. John released pre-cum as he started licking and sucking the right breast and firm nipple. John's other hand still held the showerhead and he moved it from her head and down her back. The water running down as he then aimed it along her crack. Sharon spread her legs a little and started to moan as the warm water teased her anus and then her perineum. John moved the showerhead to the front of her crotch and increased the water pressure. Sharon started to squirm and moan with pleasure as the water teased her. Her clitoris grew bigger and John could not resist increasing her sensation by moving his free hand between her nipples and her gorging quivering mound. Without warning, John reached back and turned the water to cold. Sharon shrieked but the sudden change in sensation brought forward her orgasm and her juices gushed out of her lightly covered slit. John helped Sharon sit on the wash bench under the shower bracket and turned the water to normal. He soaped her up and rinsed her down as they kissed. Sharon thanked John and sat him next to her after he replaced the showerhead. They kissed more as John fondled her breasts and slipped a finger inside her. He massaged Sharon's ridges and stroked her smooth spots - teasing her clit with his thumb as he did. Sharon moved her hand down John's chest to his groin and started working his penis. It was an odd sensation to John, and he was astounded when Sharon leant over and took him in her mouth. Sharon moved up and down for a few moments and licked the tip as she then moved back up John's body. John felt it unfair to not return the favour and so he moved off the bench and knelt in front of Sharon. She spread her legs further apart and John gave her opening a rimming with his tongue. He then started licking and sucking her clit. Sharon's legs started to quake again as her body tensed and she released her juices again. "That's 2-0. Time that you got one on the board" said Sharon. John, who was enjoying the taste of Sharon replied "I'm happy to go 3-0 first". "We don't have the time and people will be starting to wonder" said Sharon. "I have a condom in a pouch in my gear bag and am also on the pill so we can do a bit of both". John leapt to the gear bag. He didn't have a condom in his wallet as things like this don't happen to him. He found the condom and cursed. It was regular size. John had a strange cock in that it was just longer than average length but the girth was significantly wider. This width made it difficult to get a regular size condom on, and it caused John significant pain. Not wanting to disappoint, John placed the condom on. It was extremely tight and John feared it would rip as he was putting it on. He moved back to Sharon and lifted her as he kissed her. Holding Sharon against the wall made warm by the water, John inserted himself into her and began thrusting. John nuzzled her neck as he thrusted, and then moved back slightly so that he could watch her breasts heave and bounce with each thrust. Watching and thrusting made John's tool engorge more and he almost yelled in pain. Sharon however shuddered and whispered "3 - nil. This will be my second big win this afternoon" in his ear as he thrusted. John held Sharon and slipped out. He told Sharon that the condom was hurting and so that he'd have to stop. Sharon looked and saw how harshly red John's penis was becoming. She whipped the condom off and kissed his penis to make it feel better. "I guess it will be a 3-0 final scoreline" John said. "We both really need to get back to work". Sharon looked crestfallen at this but nodded as she kissed John and fondled him. "I wanted you to get at least one score" she said. "I know you're on the pill" John said. "I'd love to come inside you, but think we should complete using a condom first, even though that helps make it last longer". Sharon nodded and just held John close as she stood with her back against the wall. She kissed him deeply and looked into his eyes. "You're so sensible and kind. I shouldn't ask this, but please go inside me for a little bit - even if you don't come". John was hesitant but lifted Sharon and entered her again. They were both a little exhausted and John felt his thrusts getting less frequent as he started to have difficulty holding Sharon up. They kissed deeply again and suddenly John felt Sharon's muscles firm and her legs lock harder around him. This gave him a second wind and his thrusts started to firm again. John knew he was close but so was Sharon. He kept going and hoped Sharon would get there in time for him to pull out before he came. Sharon started to breathe heavily and said "I'm almost there and don't care if you come in me. Just keep going" as she looked into John's face. John kept his thrusting up as Sharon tensed more and more. As John felt a powerful sensation Sharon started to scream and he couldn't hold back or pull out. He held Sharon firm and close as he released deep into her. Her orgasming muscles milked him and drew his strong, voluminous seed deep into her empty uterus. They held each other tight as they kissed and John drained completely into her. "4-1" John said as they washed each other "Maybe after your next match I can get the scorecard a little closer?". "Maybe" Sharon replied. "I might need a replay between now and next round" she added. John was happy with this idea and they moved on to work mode as time was getting on. They quickly dried and dressed. "I'll come up and check that computer in 15 minutes" John said as Sharon left the room first after they made sure no-one was outside the room.

19 October 2018

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On the underground in Paris, at rush hour, the trains are packed with people and only the lucky ones get a seat. Everyone else has to stand; packed in so tight you almost can't look down at the floor. The train is humming and the tracks are noisy - everything clatters and sways. We are almost the beginning of the Central Line, the busiest one, where there are long distances in between stops. I'm standing right in front of one of the sliding doors, next to the compartment wall, looking at your face reflected in the glass of the door. You're standing behind me and I can feel your breath on my neck; you lower your head a little and rake your chin across the back of my neck, the stubble scraping tender skin. You know that makes me hot – always – and my spine sings knowing your body is inches away. Everyone around us is reading newspapers, trying to chat above the clatter of the train or just dozing. Your right hand slips around in front of me, under my shirt and skims over my breast. You leave it there, unmoving, feeling my nipple harden under your fingers. I raise my right arm, placing my hand flat against the side of the door and smile. You lean over my shoulder and whisper in my ear. "I'm going to fuck you, here". And you pinch my nipple hard, so I gasp a little. I look to my left; a huge wall of a man in a massive overcoat has his shoulder against the doors, blocking my view of the carriage entirely. I can smell the wet wool of his coat. I look in the glass, over my shoulder at your reflected face. “No” I mouth at you, barely whispering. “Really…. No!” “Oh, yes…” you hiss in my ear. I’m scared because no matter how crowded and noisy, people simply aren’t deaf, dumb and blind. I’m scared because I know you well enough to know that you won’t listen; that you’re going to get your way, because you always do. And I’m scared because I can hardly let you touch me without moaning. But you are pressed up against my back, and I can feel that you’re hard and I know that this will please you. "Unzip me," you whisper. I reach my left hand around, between us, and unzip you and I can feel that you are hard, very hard and it's making me breathless - my heart is hammering against my chest. I slowly pull your cock free and I can feel it hot and throbbing in my hand and I want to turn around and put my mouth on yours and suck your lips and kiss you hard. But I don’t You push my hand away and slide yours down between us and hitch up my skirt. I look down at the glass in front of me. You’ve pulled it up so high that even at the front, I can see the tops of my stockings reflected in the glass. What the hell must it look like at the sides. I say a tiny fervent prayer that the huge man beside up doesn’t decide to move, so that it's rucked up between our bodies and I can feel your hot cock against my bare ass and I arch my back a little to feel it better, and you whisper, next to me, "You DO want it, don't you..." And you KNOW I do, "Yes, Sir. Yes I do," I whisper... you can't hear me. But you can see my lips move and you KNOW what I am saying. And I stand a little on my tippy toes, with my legs spread wider so I can feel your cock slide between my legs. And you can feel that I am so wet, my panties are soaked and my thighs are sticky. "Pull your panties aside," you whisper, ”so I can fuck you." But I hesitate, because as horny as I am, I’m still scared. I’m scared I won't be able to keep quiet. You lean your head over and say "DO IT... NOW" firmly in my ear. I do... I reach down and between my legs and pull the crotch aside, and my fingers brush over the head of your cock as I do. I can feel you slowly guiding it just to the opening of my pussy, and slowly pushing the head of it in. And I gasp, because I’m so tight, because I’m not relaxed at all, and I’m scared. And you reach your hands around to the front of me, onto my hips and whisper: "Not one sound..." and you push your cock into me; pulling me onto it by the hips. You’re breathing in my ear - breathing harder but you are still so, so controlled. And my legs are quivering as you slowly, pump in and out of my pussy. I want to move – god, I want to move so badly - I want to ride it but I can’t trust myself to be as controlled as you. It’s a subtle yet effective form of bondage; immobilized by what people will think. By millimeters, I’m pushing my ass back against you to get more of what I need from you. You are throbbing as you fuck me – I can feel it acutely because you’re moving so slowly - and every jolt the train makes feels like a thrust. I lean my face against the cold glass of the sliding doors, and grind myself on you. Every inch of my skin is flushed now and my own breath is coming in short, sharp bursts. Pushing myself away from the glass, I watch my own face and yours. You’re looking too and you know this smile; this is how I smile when the only thing I want in the world is for you not to stop fucking me like this. Holding in my moans is almost killing me. Because I’m going to come; I’m seconds away and every stroke is pushing me closer. Oh god, I can feel the heat that always begins, it seems, in the bones of my hips first and then my muscles lock tight onto your cock; I watch your face in the glass as it happens. It erodes your own control just slightly – for a moment, your eyes slip closed – you raise your chin and inhale deeply. Then you’re back; eyes open again, you grin at me in the glass. I hear you whisper it again "Not ONE sound," and I manage to nod as my body twitches, coming hard on you. You’re cock feels twice as huge inside me now. Your slow thrusts become so regular, so deep and I know it’s your time. Your hands on my hips pull me onto your cock hard and you stop. You spurt and then pulse cum into me, the flood is hot as it fills me and, as you move your hips in tiny shudders, it trickles thickly down my inner thigh. Burying your head in the crook of my neck, you kiss the skin there, silently, once and whisper, "good girl" in my ear. You pull out of me, and zip up your pants and I reach around and smooth my skirt down. And the train pulls into the station.

20 September 2018

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