The names of the people have been changed to protect everyone's identity but the sex that happen was and is real. ;) enjoy

I work at a local restaurant/pub type place. A decent small staff of around 2 dozen people so of course we get bartenders and servers and cooks. Sometimes we get a few hot waitresses and bartenders there and damn they're smokin hot. One of the girls in today's story was a curvy, bratty waitress who was a bit down on her luck. Her name is Amanda, about 5'3 really nice and curvy with a decent round ass with fair skin and nice 34C tits. The closest I can say to who she looks like is this IG girl https://www.linkedin.com/in/juliette-steffen-819104247 . But is a bit shorter and a little thicker but curvy blonde nonetheless. Anywho she had been complaining about her down on her luck moments about guys standing her up due to the fact she has a son from a brief but troubled relationship. Sometimes I wish she wouldn't spill out about her personal stuff out at work but then again she does it. Once in a while, since I'm one of the managers I end up sitting around after work hearing her stories of failed relationships and of course I tell her as long as she buys me a drink I'll listen, offering some half ass advice. One of these nights it would take things to the next level....

Typical work day and Amanda was already feeling bad, something about her son's dad being a scumbag and not keeping an eye on his son. So she apparently had him at her sister's so she could get a girls weekend with her friends but that too fell by the wayside since they all ended up bailing on her. Eventually Amanda came around asking me if I wanted to get a drink with her at another bar down the street, kinda awkward for us to drink at our own bar I guess lol. Anywho here we both are a couple of beers in and a few drinks in. Amanda and I are chatting about failed relationships and what not and she finally tells me that she doesn't want to go home. She feels empty not having anything to and urges me to have her over and hangout. I'm a bit anti-social but she keeps bugging me, plus I had few drinks in me and I don't want to drive her home buzzed I give into her demands. We walk the brisk 4 blocks or so back to my place and arrive and I make myself at home, but so does Amanda. Like a nosy neighbor she starts going through my stuff, making fun of me for gaming too much or my large collection of vinyl which she says is old people stuff lol. Funny considering I'm only 8 years older than her. Then she complains of dying from the heat when its 52 degrees out. I'm like you're complaining about everything and she cuts me off with "Can I shower?" I'm a bit taken back because honestly even if it is a girl, she's not my girlfriend. Besides I don't have any spare clothes, she cuts in saying didn't my ex gf leave some stuff behind? I kinda did forget about that, I mention to Amanda that yeah there's stuff she left in the closet but its been there for a like 3 maybe 4 years. If she finds something that fits go for it and she can have it. She leaves to go shower so I decided to play some games, I fire up old reliable PS4 and play of course Resident Evil 4 the original. After maybe something like 20 minutes I could hear the bathroom door open and Amanda telling me she's gonna change in my bedroom and NOT to come in. I tell her ok I won't and I hear the closet slide open assuming she had found something to wear in there. I continue gaming and eventually little Amanda shows back up and she's wearing a light blue bathrobe that was my ex gf's. I can tell she has on socks as they're pulled up so she must've gotten cold. She plops down next to me on the couch, her hair slightly damp but stringy and surrounding her face.

"gaming huh?" she asked. "yeah" I replied trying to focus on fighting off villagers in Resi 4. "you're doing this wrong" she chimed in. "I thought you didn't play video games cause its nerdy" I mocked her. She laughed as she reaches out for the controller. "lemme me try, come on" "no you'll die" I laughed back at her. Eventually I gave her a chance and wouldn't you know it, she dies. Having to restart all over again. " see I told you" I teased her. " no the game was difficult!" she cut in. Again she dies, I'm getting a kick outta this watching her fail in Resi 4. "the goal isn't too kill everyone it's to survive long enough" I took the controller back from her and showed her. "oooohhh you think you're a know it all huh?" she joked at me with her arms folded. "yeah I am" I said back. " and no dying". "let me try again" she said as she reached for the controller but this time I pulled it out of her reach. "nahhhhh" I continued playing. But then she reached further, her body slightly pressing against mine. "gimme! I wanna try!" I laughed as I pulled away from her and she got even closer. This time we were both kinda giggling and wrestling for the controller when it happen. Her hand brushed up against my cock and honestly I got a little hard from the friendly wrestling. Her eyes lit up a little, "you got hard huh?" she giggled. "n-nnno" I said trying to fight off the embarrassment. "I bet you it's only a small hard on" she laughed. "I'm not small, at best I'm average like most guys. Well I do kinda have a fat head...". "Liar" she cut in. "If it's fat then how about letting me see it?". I stopped for a sec to look at her, "are you crazy?! we work together and besides I can't just go showing every girl who comes by my dick!" "I won't tell anyone!" she chimed in. "I promise....besides you should see what stuff I wore that belong to your ex girlfriend." she said seductively. She then stood up and slowly begin to unrobe, pulling away at the straps. What I saw next made my dick hard and fat and rise up in my pants completely. Amanda had on this Ann Summers set https://www.annsummers.com/lingerie/lingerie-shop-by-category-bras/lingerie-shop-by-category-bras-plunge-bra/sexy-lace-padded-plunge-bra/200819034B.html that I had bought a few years back for my then gf but she never wore it. Holy shit, her big tits were tight in that bra, the suspenders firm against her waist and the black and red thong snug on her crouch region. I was damn near speechless seeing Amanda decked out in lingerie, on top of that she pulled her socks down covering the fishnet thigh highs she had on. No wonder she had her socks on, it was to hide the fact she had this one. "well?" she said as she turned around slowly revealing that big juicy ass with fair skin cheeks pressed tightly against the thong. My dick was now throbbing and bulging so much that it was pointless to hide it. "ohhhh yeah...." I reached out slowly putting my hand on her waist rubbing the lace suspenders and then moving it down to her round peach ass. "you like it huh?" she giggled. "I can tell, your dick is super hard" she reached out and ran her fingers over the nasty bulge in my pants lightly caressing the shaft. "let me see it, please?" I couldn't fight it no more, my dick was like steel in my pants and Amanda's was so fuckin hot. "You DO NOT tell anyone what we did ok?" I told her in a serious tone. Her fingers caressing my erection more, "if its small I'm telling everyone" she said in a joking tone. "Cmon..." I sighed. Before I knew it Amanda was on her knees in front of my working my belt buckle and unzipping my jeans, her fingers rubbing the bulge in my boxers, before I knew it I felt her hand inside my boxers gripping my fat veiny shaft. Then the moment of truth, she pulled my fat dick out and was inches away from it staring at in joy. "This is a GOOD size! daaaaamn that's a nice fat head!" she said, barely containing her happiness. I shyly told her "if you pull back the skin the head is even fatter-" I was cut off when she did exactly that exposing more of my fat dick head as her eyes were glued onto it. "let me have a taste ok?" I wasn't gonna fight her over it as she helped herself to a blowjob. Her lips puckering to take my dick and I felt her kiss on the head before the warmth of her mouth took it in. The feeling was so good, her slim fingers gripping my shaft as she worked more of it into her mouth, my dick head eventually felt the back of her throat. "shhiiit, so good!" I let out. Amanda didn't mind as she started to suck me off working a nice pace and keeping rhythm. Her head bobbing back and forth and her tongue slurping the juices off the head and occasionally she lifted my dick to lick my balls. Holy shit I really wanted to cum but I knew there was more to this. "Amanda?" I asked "let me show you what I can do babe". She ended her blowjob with some juices running down her chin and stood up. I had her turn around hands on the couch arm with her legs spread and I pulled her thong aside, being snuggly held tight by her thicc peach ass. I let my tongue dart into her pussy, licking her folds and hearing her soft moans and panting. Her body lightly trembled when I worked my finger in there working her pussy more, "ohhhh shit!" she let out loud. I knew she liked it, I continued eating her pussy good. Her juices begin to drip a little but that might've been because I let too much saliva get there LOL. Eventually I had enough, it was time to churn this pussy. "Let's fuck babe, you wanna ride or you want me to position you?" Amanda laid back, her one leg spread and ready for some nasty sex. I obliged and inserted my spear like cock inside her, working my fat head between her pussy before letting her body get used to the feeling. "OMG DICK FEELS GOOD!" she moaned as I thrust more of my manmeat inside her. Eventually I begin to work a pace of fucking her pussy. "shitshitshit!" she moaned as my fucking was driving her crazy. "FUCK it feels good huh?" I asked her. "YESSSSSSS..." she replied during the fucking. I lifted her leg for some leverage to continue the pussy pounding gripping the garter belt. "ohyesohyesohyessssss!!!!" Amanda's body shook from the being rammed. I kissed her, our lips meeting before I slid down to her fat tits, pulling the bra down and biting her nipple making her let loose something between a moan and a scream. "AOOOGHH!!!" her head titled back from her titty being clamped down and pussy stuffed with cock. "You wanna ride?" I offered. She was a bit glazed from the last 15 minutes of sex but was willing to ride. I pulled out and traded spots with her, I helped her mount me holding my fat slick dick for her to ride. Amanda mounted me like a champ, her whole body giving full weight as she started cowgirl position. Her body worked against her as everytime she rose the weight made the impact fuckin hard on her pussy but I knew she loved. "fuuuckk!" I moaned as she came down on me. The sound of ass thumping against pelvis was filling our ears made it even more hot. "yeahyeahyeahyeahyeah!!!!" Amanda rode my fat dick as if she owned it, her pussy walls clutching the shaft. I help pull her bra off letting her tits breath and they bounced wickedly right in my face and I couldn't resist. I clamped down on the titty again when I had the chance. The feeling of getting her tit bit down on and riding cowgirl made Amanda's pussy wet, juices coming down my shaft and onto my balls. "you gonna cum babe?!" I asked her inbetween her riding me. "No- NOT YET!" she answered. "Then I'll have to make you cum..." I told her. "Make me ;)" she said in a horny way. I slapped her ass and told her to get into doggy style, no sooner then I said it she was ready. Her big peach ass ready for my fat dick to churn pussy like butter. I held my meat up to her pussy and thrusted forward, her moan letting me know I hit the mark. "OH FUCK YEAH!" she shouted as I begin fucking. My pelvis and her ass slapping made excellent noise in the mix of her horny moans. I also regularly slapped her smooth ass leaving it a bit red. "fuck yeah!" my dick being clenched by her pussy walls from each slap. I decided to tease Amanda a little as I slid my thumb a little into her ass, a technique I had used on other girls to make them cum. "Ohhhhh SHIIIIIT!!!!" moaned Amanda as not only was she fucked doggy style but my thumb rimming her asshole made her so horny. "FUCK!!!! DICK FEELS GOOD! MY ASSHOLE BEING RIMMED! FUCK!!!!!" she shouted. "I'M GONNA CUM BABE!!!" Upon hearing that I begin to work the thrusts faster. "YOU WANT ME TO CUM INSIDE???" I shouted at her as we were now fuckin with great speed. Amanda's voice was betraying her horniness, "dont- don't cum...i-inside...." she said slutty. I viciously slid my fat dick in all the way to base, letting her twerk on it. "FUCK!" I shouted as I slapped her ass hard, making her moan. "AAAGGHH!!" Amanda's breathing was heavy as we continued fucking. This time I was about to cum. "BABE? I'M GONNA CUM!" I told her. "IF YOU CUM FUCKIN CUM HARD!" she answered back. Even though it was only a moment I worked my fucking even harder, slapping against her pelvis as I rammed my fat veiny cock deep inside churning her pussy like butter. "FUCK DO IT! CUM BABY!" she shouted at me. I knew I didn't want to knock her up so I pulled out and I'm glad I did, I flipped her onto her back with her legs spead and came right on her small pube patch. "AHHHHHH FUCKFUCKFUCK!!!" I shouted as jizz shot out and landed, some of it streamed around her pube and pooled down her pussy like a cum waterfall. "OOHHHHH!!!!" she moaned. Looking at the epic cumshot that was let loose on her pussy. Both of us breathing hard, I pulled her close and kissed her. Amanda reached around to hold me close pulling me on top of her big tits warmth and sweaty from the intense fuck session. "That....was so good" she moaned. "yeah....one of the best fucks I had in a while..." I answered back. "You got a nice dick" she said shyly. I laughed, "it's that good huh?" "Well I've seen bigger, but yours is perfect" her face pleased from me and my dick. "Well if its perfect try to keep it a secret ok? I don't want anyone to know about this" I told her. "I promise....no one won't know. As long, as we're fuck buddies ;)" she winked. "Ok"

A couple of weeks later ------------------------------------------------------------------

I was at a local grocery store nearby where I live and while getting stuff I was trying to get rung up. Apparently this short petite curvy girl calls me over, "I'm open". I lifted my basket and let her run things through the register. She had long dark brown wavy hair down to her elbow, a cute button nose and decent size boobs. She told me the total before she was drawn to my cool retro Motorhead shirt. "Is that original or repro?" "One of many repro. Original shirts are expensive" I said. "you collect vinyl too?" she asked. " I collect a lotta vintage music, vinyls and cds." "sweet, you know what you're doing. maybe we can hangout sometime?" she asked as wrote down her number on a small piece of receipt paper. "ok" I texted her so she had my number......(that story will be pt 2) ;)

This is another true story from my past.

My girl was gone for spring break in the past week. She went with her girl best friend to the local river: my personal nightmare. They would be surrounded by horny, good looking college guys offering dick at every stop. She told me she'd be good but I wasn't too sure since we had only been seeing each other for a couple months.

My girl was young: she'd just turned 18 with a nice, tight body. Her tits weren't huge but they were perky. She also loved sex and wearing teeny bikinis. I was antsy the whole time wondering if she might hook up with someone else as well as getting horny since it would be several days before we saw each other.

My roommates were out of the apartment when I got the text that she was finally back and coming over. My dick sprung up soon as it knew she was around.

She knocked on the door and I opened it. First thing I noticed was how much more tan she looked after sunbathing all week. She had a sly smile on her face.

She walked in and I asked her how it was. She said she had lots of fun and it was super crowded. I also asked if she met any people, my way of fishing for any fuckery that might have gone down.

She told me there were lots of boys who talked to them, all of them flirting. She said knowing they wanted to get with her made her horny for me, so she couldn't wait to come back. I asked if anything else happened. She said they'd illegally parked their car one day and a tow truck came to take it away. She had to run to the car, saw the tow truck driver, and started flirting with him and begging not to tow the ride. She told me how she let him stare at her body while she asked him to let them off with a warning. He did.

It's at this point that we couldn't talk any more (it was really only a couple minutes). We didn't even get to my room.

She pushed me on the couch and she tossed her purse aside. She took off her shirt and I noticed right away the new tan lines on her tits. I could see how small the bikini was since most of her skin was a golden brown. It turned me on seeing the pale, triangular contrast around her tits.

She took off her jean skirt along with the purple thong underneath. I must've swallowed when I saw the tan lines around her pussy as well. Just the smallest white area covering her pussy lips. She was always shaved; she didn't like pubic hair.

I take my pants off and there was no mood for foreplay. She straddled me and I saw her large pussy lips spread open. She sat on my cock and slid down; she was already so wet that it didn't take much.

OMG--her pussy was so warm and wet. She moaned and wrapped her arms around my neck. We kissed while she slowly rocked back and forth. In between kissing she put her mouth by my ear and whispered sultry confessions.

"God, I was so horny the whole trip. I wanted you so bad."

"So many guys wanted to fuck me. It made me hot for you."

I cupped her ass and spread her cheeks, making her moan even more. She was very good at moving her hips on top. I'd sometimes follow her motion with my cock so that she felt full the entire time.

Then she leaned away from me and showed me her whole body while still riding. Again, the sight of her white tits and tanned body made me harder. She leaned back and put her hands on my thighs and stared up at the ceiling. For a second, I remembered my roommates could come home at any time and catch us in the act.

I grabbed her tits while she leaned back and she moaned "FUCK".

The most amazing thing about her was that she could guide both of us coming at the same time. In fact, she's the only partner I've ever had who could do that. She was also on the pill the entire time we were together, so you know what that means.

She changed her posture to look at me while still riding, biting her lip as she got closer. I knew she was really close when she leaned closer and put her chin on my shoulder, ear to ear. I could hear her breathing get more steady and heavy.

"Come when I tell you to" She could barely get the words out. She started sucking on my ear lobe and her hips get grinding harder. I could smell all of her as her body got hotter and started to sweat. I could feel myself getting closer and that familiar feeling of electricity started from deep inside my belly. When she rode me and I came, I could also feel it right under my belly button.

"COME NOW!!!"

She and I came at the same time. She thrust her pussy against my dick and held it there while grabbing the back of my head and mashing my face into her tits.

My dick opened the floodgates and my 7-day build up rocketed inside her. I swear if it were possible, my cum hit the top of her throat from the inside. I'd asked her before what it felt like for me to cum inside her. She told me it was like I was reaching the deepest parts of her and hitting an intense bullseye. I imagined coating her pussy walls and pumping her with so much spunk.

We came together for a dozen seconds. I come FAR and I come A LOT. Even before she backed off, jizz was already spilling out of her and down to the base of my dick.

She got off me and more cum dripped out, falling on my legs and the couch. Some got on her inner thigh.

We smiled at each other and realized we had to clean up fast in case someone came home.

I'm sure we just drank some water, had a light snack, and fucked soon thereafter again.

I will never forget fucking that 18 year old body over and over.

My ex and I dated for over ten years and he was my first.

After we broke up, I went through the whole sad thing but after a while, I was itching to get out there - not for anything serious but to see what I had been missing out on.

And I did what everyone does - go on Tinder. For my first foray, I was just curious so my filters were set for like 35-55.

I ended up swiping right and matching with this 48 year old guy. We chatted for a bit before we met up for drinks the next day. He was incredibly charming and handsome - an older white gentlemen with most of his hair (lol). We met up at this upscale cocktail bar and before long, we were in an uber back to his place.

We had a couple more drinks at his place and he makes a move. He’s eating me out on his couch with my skirt pushed up and my tits out for what feels like forever and it’s so fucking good.

We move to his bedroom where he tries to convince me to fuck without a condom but I’m too nervous because I wasn’t on anything and insist on it.

We end up fucking for a while before he takes the condom off and finishes on my tits. I stay the night and I suck him off before I leave the morning.

We never met up again but I fucked a few older guys after him including some married guys. He definitely gave me an appreciation for older guys lol.

A desperately needed pit stop during our road trip had me screaming into the wind as his cum filled me.

Last year for spring break, my husband and I planned a road trip to see some of our extended families. We spent the first night with my family. My childhood room was pretty much exactly as I remembered. Avenged Sevenfold poster, busted window blinds, and a bed entirely too small for two grown adults. Still… the limited space had its advantages. That night I wriggled my ass against his crotch, playfully claiming I needed more room. His hands slipped around me, one going to cover my mouth and the other slipping under my shirt. his breath in my ear whispered that he knew exactly what I needed. I felt his cock twitch as he began to grind against me. I moaned into his palm and sucked his finger into my mouth. My tongue teased the length of it, and by the way his breaths deepened, I know he was thinking of my mouth on something else.

Unfortunately we were cut short as my bedroom door was pushed open. Mothers never do learn about privacy it seemed. Thankfully the blanket had kept our activities discreet. And after assuring her for the hundredth time, mother closed the door and slipped off to bed. We both shared a quiet laugh. Married with children, and still acting like horny teenagers.

The next morning we said our goodbyes and prepared to hit the road. His parents house was next, and I had been looking forward to this leg of the trip. It was about a 3 hour drive over the mountains and back down the other side. Truthfully, there’s interstates that are quicker, but the phenomenal views of the countryside are worth the extra 30 minutes tacked on to the trip. The mountain road is well maintained still, but seldom has many travelers. Which is perfect for what I had in mind…

With the last signs of civilization fading in the mirror and the gorgeous mountain area of us, I felt the time was right to get a little frisky. I shifted my hand to his knee and traced small slow circles with my fingers. It was only a moment before I caught him grinning and side eyeing me as he drove. Knowing I had his attention, I got to work. My hand was soon stroking the length of his bulge as it strained against his pants. He would groan and press into me at every pause. Finally I unbuckled my seatbelt and reached across to undo his pants. There was a short struggle, then his thick cock sprang free. I bit my lip and wrapped my fingers around his length. He began to thrusts into my hand as I squeezed softly. Soon a bead of precum formed at his tip. I couldn’t resist anymore, so I climbed to my knees in the passenger seat, and bent over to take him in my mouth. With my ass to the window, I trace the veins of his dick with my lips, then swirl my tongue sing the head.

I had intended to tease him more, but he roughly grabbed a fistful of my hair and bucked his hips into my waiting mouth. I felt the car lurch as he continued fucking my face. Until, with a wet pop, I was able to pull free. A line of spit still connected my lips to his dick as I smiled at him.

“Who said you could stop?” He asked.

“Maybe you should pay attention to the road instead. And I’ll just take care of myself” I say. We’ve slowed down significantly, but there are a lot of switchbacks ahead. I know he’ll need both hands to drive for the next few minutes. He won’t be able to touch me, and that’s perfectly fine. Teasing can be just as fun.

I sit back in my seat and grab the bottom of my shirt, pulling it over my head in one quick motion. The reach behind my back to unclasp my bra. His head jerks back and forth, trying to watch both me and the road. My titties bounce free, and I arch to start removing my bottoms. Finally I smile at him as I toss my clothes into the back seat. I recline the seat back and stretch out as best I can. I love how the sunlight looks on my chest, and apparently he does too, because I catch his eyes wandering again.

I slip my hand between my thighs and start rubbing my pussy. With the other hand I tease my nipples until they stiffen. When my fingers are thoroughly drenched, I lift my leg to the consol and plunge them inside me. I moan loudly, so that he knows how much I’m enjoying myself. Occasionally I’ll reach over to collect the precum from his throbbing dick, and bring it to my mouth. He groans in frustration, but I never give him more than that slight touch.

Finally we near the top of the mountain. A small rest area overlooks the valley below. Really not much more than a couple parking spaces, and a metal railing with a warning sign to stay back. He slams on the brakes and swerves into the empty spots. He quickly kills the engine and turns to me, pressing his lips to mine as his hand dives between my legs. His fingers spear into my pussy and I feel my eyes roll back as I feel the orgasm building. He stops before I can come though, and I hear his car door open. I watch as he jumps out and stalks around to my side. I’m slow to understand his intentions, and soon I’m being pulled out of the vehicle still completely naked. Without the relative safety of the car, I feel exposed, and try covering my nakedness with my arms.

He doesn’t seem to care though, with one hand in my hair he pulls me to that metal railing overlooking the ledge and bends me over it. My eyes are pulled to the valley below, and the small town of maybe 20 buildings that have sprang up around the crossroads. My heart skips as I look down, my hands squeezing the railing in fear. I feel his hands on my hips just before he slams his dick into me, burying his length in my cunt. My breath finally returns and I scream as he plunges in and out. The mountain returns my cries of pleasure in echoes, and I can’t help but imagine the entire town looking up to see my chest bouncing with every collision of our bodies together.

An electric pulse runs through me and I feel my entire body lock up as I finally climax. It sends him over the edge as well and he pulls me tight against him as his hot cum floods my pussy. I wait there a moment, trying to hear our echoes over our heavy, exhausted breaths. He slips free and I feel his seed drop down my thighs. I turn to kiss him, but the sound of an approaching car has us both running for cover. We get inside the car again, and duck low as the other passes. Then laugh as we start to clean up. I pull my pants back on, but decide to ride topless a little while longer. He doesn’t seem to mind, and I snap a few selfies to send him later, when we’re forced to be responsible adults again.

All characters 18+ and consenting.

TW; mention of ruptures, post-orgasm torture, intense busting.

The women all stretched, their lunch only recently finished, giving them the much needed energy for the workout that awaited them.

Limbering up, Ruby stretched her hamstrings, feeling the nice warm stretch down her long legs. Adorned In skimpy activewear, a pair of near see through bike shorts barely contained her juicy ass, a crop top like sports bra held her big breasts in tightly, every bob and move causing them to jiggle faintly.

She stood upright, stretching her hands to the sky to reveal a tight and toned midsection, butterflies tattooed across her ribs, her black hair tied into a high pony, her feet tucked nicely into all black Nikes, new ones she got for Christmas.

She and a bunch other ladies stepped forward, each scantily clad in very revealing gym wear, their instructors pink set almost transparent under the heavy gym lights.

“Okay girls, it’s Boxing Day. We’ve been training all year so this is our chance to put those hours to work!” The trainer said enthusiastically, a whistle and stop watch dangling around her neck, resting neatly between two large boobs, the cleavage immaculate.

The girls all nodded and made various noises of approval, beckoning the trainer to proceed. The instructors waved a hand in a “come on” motion to the unlit and dank side of the gymnasium, stepping from the darkness in a single file row was a group of naked men, their pasty white skin and uninspiring bodies stepping into the light. Small, pitiful cocks, some caged some not stepped up, standing across the way from each of the gym goers, their balls hanging loosely in big heavy ball sack, each a nice warm tone, freshly shaven.

“You’ll have 40 minutes on the clock. Your task? Beat these balls to a pulp. When you’ve done with your ball boy, call out and another will be sent over to you. If you’re tired, let one of the other more spry ladies sub in for you.” The instructor said, causing some of the ball boys to shudder with worry.

“At the 40 minute mark, any ball boys that are intact will be given the opportunity to cum, the rest will be taken to medical and fixed up. The ball boys today have been training for the better part of a year, so they should give you a run for your money but, they’re not perfect.” She said quickly sack tapping one of the ball boys closest to her, the man wincing but keeping on his feet.

“We’ve caged the more…excitable ones, although the uncaged ones may rise to the occasion, please avoid their dicks, slap the head if you need to, their pleasure isn’t mandatory.” The instructor said with gusto, giving another ball boy a flurry of hard flicks before moving down the line.

“With all that said, unless there are any questions we will begin!” The trainer said with finality.

The ladies all looked from one another, no questions, with smiles and eager hearts they stepped toward their shivering targets; Happy Boxing Day.

The gym came alive with the sounds of hands, feet, knees and elbows colliding with weak balls. Screams and hollering rang out only muffled by the sounds of unabashed laughter and mocking words.

Some ladies took it slow, dealing steady heavy kicks one after the other in a rigidly timed motion, their ball boys puffing and panting as the ladies bullied them with humiliating words.

Others took a more wild approach, throwing knees, kicks and punches at the sacks of their boys with reckless abandon their laughter filling the air.

Ruby however employed a mixture of different disciplines; snap kicks she had learnt earlier in the year a favourited move, her very first kick catching her ball boy squarely on the left testicle, knocking it against his pelvic bone. He cried out instantly; “MEDIC!”

A girl in all white scrubs with a nurse had ran out and dragged the sobbing and crying man away, instantly another man jogged up toward Ruby, spreading his legs and placing his hands behind his back.

One by one different boys across the gym fell, either due to accidental or purposeful rupture or simply due to being unable to continue.

Some of the girls, who were now dripping with sweat high fived, some gave encouraging ass smacks to one another before the next boy arrived. Ruby watched momentarily to see a pair of women team up on a boy, each taking turns kicking his dangling sack, his manhood destruction was at hand.

Ruby didn’t hide the fact ballbusting turned her on, some of the women here proclaimed it was just a sport or an outlet whereas a small yet vocal minority like Ruby saw it for what it was; orgasm fuel.

A good buster was hard to come by, but a good bustee, was even more difficult to procure. After the first 15 minutes many men had been sent to the infirmary, some to actual hospitals while some of the gym goers tapped out, walking toward the benches to grab a quick drink or orange slice.

Ruby however, didn’t falter. She was a beacon of sweat, her bike shorts soaked through from a mixture of sweat and pussy juice, her top 100% see through, revealing two pierced nipples that stood to attention, rock hard.

Her new ball boy, had taken a thrashing, seven full force kicks, two knees, and a hefty right hook and he still stood. Granted he was panting, puffing and groaning and it took about 2 minutes for him to raise from the floor, but he still endured. He, as far as Ruby could see, was the longest lasting ball boy of the day, perhaps she got a good one.

“What’s your name?” She asked as she launched a hard, visceral kick into his nutsack, the kick forcing him to all fours. He moaned and groaned on the ground, fondling his bright red balls. Through all the pain he grunted out the name;

“Damien.”

“Well Damien, I’m Ruby. You seem to have a sturdy set of nuts!” She said, walking behind him promptly, launching a sneak attack on the backside of his balls.

The kick made Damien howl, he fell to the floor like a limp sack of potatoes, clutching his manhood in a desperate attempt to protect them.

All around the pair, sounds of sneakers to skin slapping. Groans of pain and the shrills of exhilaration. Some moans could be heard but were quickly stifled. Ruby on the other hand didn’t care, she berated Damien verbally, her words breathy and sultry, her hands clasping are her perky breasts, twisting her nipples through her sweaty top, another even stealthier hand, rubbing her clit through her pants, careful to remain unseen.

“Oh come on now Damo that didn’t hurt that badly.” She said reaching for the still grovelling and crying Damien, flipping him onto his back. To her surprise she gasped at the sight of it; he was hard.

As Damien fell to his back in the 25th minute of the workout, his thick, pre cum dripping boner stood firm, the uncut dick thick and veiny, the head pushed out from the foreskin, shiny with natural lube. For all his moaning and groaning, his pleas to stop and rest, Damien was like Ruby; he liked it!

“Oh you got a boner!” She said teasingly, grabbing the shaft tightly with one hand and smacking the sensitive head with the other.

“Please…don’t tell Sarah, she’ll cage me if she knows.” Damien begged, a sweaty, clammy hand touching Ruby’s.

“Sarah’s the instructor?” Ruby asked questioningly, Damien merely nodded.

“Well she did say that if you popped a boner I was supposed to beat it down.” Ruby replied suggestively, flicking his left testicle with hard, deliberate strikes.

As Damien flinched, tears rolling down his cheeks his dick hardened more, becoming a solid mass of masculinity above two swollen balls.

Ruby continued beating his ever reddening sack, the balls growing in size thanks to the immense swelling from various knees, punches, slaps and kicks. Despite his resounding pleas of pain and dire desire for rest he still endured. Ruby found it both admirable and incredibly sexy.

As the 30th minute approached Damien’s nads had swelled to incredible sizes, no longer the droopy loose sack it had once been. Now his balls were as red as raspberries and bigger than plums, the sack swollen, hanging hot, away from his sweat covered body.

“Had enough?” The sweat covered Ruby asked through heavy breaths, her tight booty shorts removed, the material completely soaked through, she now boxed his aching balls in nothing but a see through crop top and a soaked thong.

The other girls had began to slow as well, their ball boys replaced five or six times whereas Damien stayed firm. For a moment Ruby considered perhaps she was going soft on him, but after ripping in some forceful jabs sending his sack up into his ass, his body shaking all over in pain she smirked and realised it couldn’t be due to lack of trying.

She just had a good ball boy, one who had trained hard prior to their meeting and, had conditioned his body and balls to endure what most likely felt like torture but that ever throbbing boner made Ruby contemplate if it was all an act.

She could’ve sworn her last knee to his pitiful scrotum had released a moan or two but she had to deliver a third knee just to be sure. Any time it felt like she caught him in the act, the very next hit was met with a whimper or cry.

As Damien coddled his aching and bruised nuts on the cold gym floor Ruby leaned down, careful to be quick. She took his dick in her hand and began stroking him, the bounty of pre cum and her sweaty hand making her strokes glide like air across a flat field.

“You can stop pretending.” She whispered, stroking him quicker, his cock almost hurt it was so hard.

“If I tell the truth will you let me cum?” He said barely able to push the words out, his pride and balls both wounded.

Ruby kept her pace, focusing on his uber sensitive dickhead, the sensation driving him wild. Ruby watched with pleased eyes, her Pussy leaking heavily like a broken faucet at the sight of the broken man she had made.

His tear soaked cheeks, his puffy eyes and bright red balls made her clit twitch excitedly, she half enjoyed rewarding such a masochist who allowed her to throttle his sack for the better part of 35minutes straight.

She jacked him now, going the full length of his long meaty cock. His back arched, as if ready to shoot. Slowly she reached the base and squeezed hard with one hand, the other tapping his balls, sending him flailing like a kite caught in the wind.

“Please let me cum, please! It’s been so long miss.” Damien said, his tone needy and weirdly affectionate as if he were praising Ruby.

“My name’s Ruby darling remember?” Ruby continuing the painful squeeze.

“Miss Ruby please let me cum, I’ll be good I promise.” Damien said, the promise sounding weak and timid, like a scared boy asking his mother for a snack.

Ruby eyed the clock, 38 minutes, he had only two to go, which were quickly fading away.

“Can you cum on command?” She asked, Damien merely nodded back limply.

Ruby looked over her shoulders, slapping his sack hard to make him groan, the cover of their deeds unbroken. With haste she resumed jacking him, pulling her thong to the side to show him her sopping wet pussy.

“Look down, look at my pussy and cum.” Ruby ordered without a second thought.

Ruby watched with wide eyes as her ball boy did just as he was told, the mere glimpse of her heavenly pussy sent him over the edge, she pumped his cock, sending a bone chilling, earth shattering orgasm out of his cock and all over her hand and shirt. With her free hand she covered his moan, careful to stifle the moans lest they get caught.

As she jerked out the last morsels of his load she released him, grabbing her workout towel from her bag and wiping her hands and chest clean of his sticky white seed.

She quickly returned to him and cleaned him up, giving him a hard ball squeeze before helping him to his feet. The 39th minute ticked over. He stood on shaky gazelle-like legs, his dick now limp and droopy, his balls emptied of their seed yet beyond tender.

Ruby took a second to study the other women. They had all stripped down to their bras and sexy undergarments just as she had done, bouncing tits and thick juicy asses glistened with sweat, ladies with messy hair and rock hard nips.

Shoes had been discarded in favour of feet on ball action, some ladies had resorted to stomps to save their legs another hefty swing while others merely sat atop their ball boy who were positioned on all fours, while they drank their post workout drink.

As the timer for 40 minutes rang, near deafening all inside Ruby looked down the line of ball boys, only Damien remained standing.

“Time!” Called the instructor named Sarah who came back from a room nestled behind the gymnasium steps. She stood proudly with her hands on her hips, first eyeing her sweaty gym girls before turning her nose up and assessing the damage done to her boys, noting quickly only Damien was still standing.

“Is he the last one?” Sarah the instructor said walking past the broken and battered ball boys sprawled across the floor toward Ruby and Damien. With a quick and gentle nod Ruby acknowledged her.

“Well then he’s earned an orgasm. Ruby I think you’ll need to up your game if he survived the entire time.” Sarah said almost mockingly.

“There were a few before him, he just got lucky.” Ruby said, her eyes looking into Damien’s not Sarah’s.

“Well, either way, your form could use work.” Sarah said dismissively pointing at his balls as if conducting a post game analysis of where she went wrong.

Before Ruby could jump to her own defence Sarah took Damien’s limp dick and began stroking him.

“Doesn’t take long usually, these guys are pretty clogged up, so we should be done soon.” She said offhandedly, as if the ball boys were prejacs and gooners who exploded at the slightest womanly touch.

Ruby watched as Sarah aggressively yanked at his still limp penis, the post orgasm sensitivity causing Damien to shake wildly. Ruby’s sadistic clit fired up eagerly as she watched in thrilling anticipation as Sarah began, unbeknownst to her, giving Damien a post-orgasm handjob.

The scene was delicious, Damien grew semi hard, unable to fully reach critical mass without ballbusting, Sarah continued to work the upper shaft and head, Damien biting his lip holding back tears and screams at the synaptic torture of the post orgasm strokes. He was flopping around like a fish, floundering, trying to relieve himself from the sensory overload.

Ruby watched, her senses on fire as Sarah finally pumped his puffy sore dick to an orgasm, the cumshot beyond pitiful, his pain superseding any form of pleasure. As the shot released from his cock Sarah gave his balls a terrifyingly hard slap, flooring Damien instantly.

“Alright ladies showers!” Sarah said, fully ignoring the crying Damien behind her.

The girls all left their respective broken beta boys on the cold gym floor and headed inside the girls locker room, some stripping down before they had even entered the room.

Ruby ducked in fast, finding a shower with ease, she stripped quick placing her clothes and shoes haphazardly on the side table eager to keep the feelings and images fresh in her mind.

As the water began to jet out, Ruby ripped the shower head off its connective piece and lowered it down her body, washing the sweat down the drain in one smooth motion. As the head reached her feet she brought it up again, this time slowly, stopping right on her needy little clit. The waters pressure and temperature felt ever so inviting.

With the images of the intense Ballbusting and amazingly erotic post orgasm torture she pushed the jet head close, lighting her senses on fire. If she listened close enough she could still hear them groaning and crying. Ugh she thought. What a perfect end to a top notch workout….

Thanks for reading! Happy Boxing Day xx

A couple days after our little escapades I ran into Mallory at work and she looked very depressed.  At work, Mallory never dresses the least bit sexy; her dresses always cover her harms, button at the top and always dresses are below the knees.  I stopped her in the hall to see what was wrong. “Not here Mikey, I’ll stop by your place after work.  It’s nothing you did, but I could use your opinion.  See you later.”  That did not fill me with any confidence.

I had work to do after work, so I didn’t finish until 9:00pm.  I figured Mallory wouldn’t show up.  I had just finished a shower when the door bell rang.  I threw on some clothes and met Mallory at the front door still dressed in the navy blue dress from work.  She was holding two bottles of wine; I’m not a fan but she was.  I got out two glasses, filled hers up; she grabbed and it went down the hatch; she waved her glass at me and I filled it up and she guzzled that one.  “Had a divorce meeting today and his lawyer, that bitch, sat there and called me a whore.  She had picture of me tanning in the back yard in  my bikini and that makes me a whore?”  Mallory paced a bit, let her hair down before she opened the top three buttons of her dress.  “Do you think I’m a whore Mikey?”

“No Mallory, you’re not; you are a gorgeous woman who is way out of my league.  That lawyer was just trying to get you riled up so you’d say something they could use against you.  I thought he cheated on you.”

Mallory undid the buttons on her cuffs.  “He did that bastard, with this stupid cunt of a lawyer.  I’ll show him; next meeting I’ll show my evidence; texts, pictures, the stupid cunt let him make movies.  And I’m the whore?”  I waved my hands so Mallory could walk in for a hug.  She cried on me for five minutes sobs wracking her body.  I massaged her back, kissed the top of her head, and tried to be as soothing as possible.  “Come on Mikey; I need a good fuck like a good little whore.”  Mallory dragged me to my bedroom before she forced me to sit on the edge of the bed; “Let me see that beautiful dick of yours.”  I quickly dropped my shorts and boxers so Mallory wasted no time slowly sucking the tip of my cock until I was rock hard.  Mallory slowly released me from her mouth before she stroked my shaft with both hands; “Fuck that cock feels good.  A good little slut know how to suck cock real good; let me prove it.”

Mallory spent five minutes licking, spitting, and slobbering all over my cock while stroking me with both hands.  “Mallory you know how good that feels; you really know how to please me.  Forget about that lawyer; you’re too beautiful and sexy to think about . . .”  I don’t know how she did it, but Mallory managed to get my entire cock down her throat until her nose was rubbing against my groin.  She bobbed up and down stroking me harder and harder until I started to twitch.   I moaned, “I’m about to . . .”

Mallory pulled off my cock before she nipped at the tip of my cock unit the pain made the urge go away.  “A slut makes the man make her cum first; no cumming yet Mikey.  A slut needs four or five orgasms before the man cums; I’m a sucker for doggie, all sluts are.  Fuck me Mikey and do it hard and fast.”  Mallory pulled her dress off over her head; she had on black satin crotchless panties; I got behind her and slammed into her.  I was going at her like a pile driver when she started moaning. “Hold my slutty hips Mikey; I’m cumming!”  Mallory’s thighs were shaking so much, she was having a hard time standing in her heels.  “That’s what a slutty whore likes Mikey; now do it slowly.”  I was panting from slamming into her, so I pulled all the way out; her juices flowed out of her pussy and dripped down her legs soaking her stockings.  I took my time sliding in and out so she could feel every inch of me slide in and out.  "Fuck me slower Mikey, I love this more than fast or hard; grab my slutty tits so I don’t slide off that great big dick of yours.”  I grabbed her tits through her black satin bra pulling on her nipples; her stomach started to convulse while her legs started shaking more.  “That’s the way a good slut likes it Mikey; make me cum again!”  I didn’t have to make Mallory do anything.  She gabbed my thighs as her legs shook and her body convulsed.  I held my cock all the way in as her orgasm ran its course.  “That’s one nice cock Mikey, but I need to be pile driven now; a good slut needs it two or three times a day.”

Mallory pushed off me so she could lay on the floor with her legs spread as wide as possible.  Her legs were glistening with her love juices as she pulled off her bra.  She lay there looking up at me as she cupped her breasts, squeezing them, pulling on her nipples, ad shaking them to focus my attention on them I sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed her hips, before pulling up so I should slide into her more easily.  I started slowly enjoying the way she gripped me with her pussy muscles. “You have no idea how good you feel Mallory; you make me feel so alive and so turned on.”  Mallory’s eyes were locked on mine as she smiled.  “Can you feel the whole cock slide in and hit the top of your pussy?”  Mallory nodded before her eyes rolled back in her head from the euphoria.  Without warning she squirted all over herself while she went rigid.  She clamped on my cock so hard I couldn’t get off.  She smiled as she was showered with her juices.

I was going to pull out, but Mallory wrapped her legs around me while shaking her head no.  “Fuck me more Mikey; I want to see if hard and fast feels as good.”  Mallory relaxed her legs a bit and I just started slamming into her.  She had to brace her arms against the floor to stop herself from being driven into the door.  “Oh fuck! Oh shit! That’s what a good little whore needs.”  All Mallory did was moan as I slammed into her for five minutes. “Holy fuck your dick is so good! Oh fuck! It feels so fucking good! It feels so good, I’m so wet, fuck me harder.”  I reached down with my right hand and stroked her clit and watched as her pussy spasmed with delight.  “Oh shit, oh fuck, feels so good, cumming again, pull that big fat dick out now!”  Mallory squirted all over both of use as she thrashed about on the floor.  I was so tired, I collapsed on the bed.  “You should know Mikey, a good slut makes a big mess.  I need to give you a good ride; scoot up.”

I moved up to the head of the bad so Mallory could mount me;  she held my cock in the air as she slowly lowered herself on me.  I closed my eyes from the pure joy. “Fuck you’re so tight and so warm; you feel so fucking good.”  Mallory laughed as she rode me changing her rhythm without notice-fast, slow, medium, she just did what felt best.  Her legs would shiver and shake but she kept riding me.  I grabbed both breasts. Mallory leaned forward so I could suck and lick to my heart’s content.  She moaned in pleasure as I made sure those lovely breasts were pleasured the best I could.  Mallory sighed before another orgasm wracked her body and she pitched off to the side.

As soon as her orgasm was complete, Mallory was ass up and face down on the bed.  I heard her muffled voice say, “Grab my arms and give your little slut a good plowing from behind.” I did just as she asked; Mallory just kept up a stream of talking; “yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck that feels good, fuck that pussy, oh that cock fills up my pussy so good, fuck me like a good little slut, don’t stop, oh fuck, stretch me out, stretch out my slutty pussy, yes, oh fuck, yes fuck me, give me that dick, yes, stretch me out, give me that fucking dick, stretch out my pussy until I . . “ Mallory squirted all over both of us with my cock still inside her.  I was beginning to think that lawyer was right.  Mallory was a little slut and she loved what we were doing.  

I fell back on the bed and was pretty convinced Mallory was so tired after cumming so much and so often she was done for the night.  My cock was twitching in the air covered in her juices;  “Mallory you have given me more pleasure in two days than I had in my whole life; I absolutely love you.”

Mallory clapped her hands before replying; “That’s what a good slut loves to hear; but give me that dick, give me that fucking dick, because I need it so bad, I need your cum to fill me up so bad, fuck me until you cum Mikey!” Mallory climbed on top of me, stroked my shaft a couple of times, before she lined that dick up and slammed onto me.  “Fuck me Mikey you have a great dick!  Fuck me till you cum!  Please, yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck me, fill me, fuck me, fill me with your cum, fuck me, please give me all your cum, fuck me, please give me it all over my face.” 

I had to push Mallory off me as I stood in the middle of my bed; I started stroking my cock as Mallory positioned herself in front of me.  “You want all my cum?  You’ll get just what you want.”  My cock was so sore it hurt but felt so good to stroke it.  I could feel my balls tighten and I was ready.  “You want my cum, it’s going to splatter all over your face.”  Mallory giggled as she stared transfixed at my cock; the first stream splashed into her open mouth, the next splattered her cheek, another went on her chin.  The more I came the more Mallory laughed.  I splashed one breast then the other; Mallory grabbed my cock and sucked the head of my dick until she got every last drop; I finally had to push her off because it hurt to have her keep sucking me.

Mallory helped me clean up my bedroom with her face and breasts still covered in my cum; after we showered and brushed our teeth, she gave me a fantastic kiss.  “I love you too Mikey; just don’t get used to me being a slut.  Never treat the woman you love like a slut unless she asks you to. I'll be back for more real soon." After another passionate kiss, Mallory walked away until the darkness swelled her up.

I was 18yo and it was my first job. I always fantasized about it something like this but I never thought it would happen.

He lived in a huge mansion about 20 min from me. I showed up in a yoga pants and tight white athletic tank top.

Everything was normal until a couple hours in.. he started texted me “make yourself at home!” And “you should check out the pool!” When I told him I’d rather wait he texted, “maybe we can go together when I get home.”

My heart sunk into my pussy… is he? No.. there’s no way?!! I brushed it off and continued doing my job. He texts me, “idk when I’ll be home, you can sleep in the guest bedroom. Feel free to grab one of my t shirts out of my closet.” I do.

He gets home around 4a. I wake up to him hovering over me, “hey, let’s try out the pool.” I sleepily get out of bed and follow him outside. We get naked.

I’m soaking wet at this point. I can’t believe this is happening… We get into the pool all playful. Just talk and then eventually, I swim towards him and wrap my legs around him. My pussy rubbing against his stomach. We begin making out. His hands all over my body.

After 10 min or so, we grab our towels and go inside. He pushes me onto the bed. Im on my back with my legs spread for him.. this man, probably 45yo, towering over me ready to fuck my 18yo pussy..

He slides himself inside me and begins to thrust. He feels so fucking good. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe he’s inside me. He continues to massage my cervix with his cock until he finally cums.

He kisses me on the forehead and says goodnight. I put his t shirt back on and go to sleep without panties.

Preparations for the most important day of the year in the North Pole always came down to the wire. There would be one mishap or another that lead to presents still being wrapped only moments before the deadline. Reindeer were being fed last second, and the boss was double checking his list for the night.

All was in place and on board the sleigh by midnight. Santa took hold of the reins and bid his wife a good night with one final kiss goodbye. Jolly as could be, he called out the name of each reindeer, urging them ahead. A glow atop the nose of one particular companion lead the way for the others into the night. From the frozen landscape, Mrs. Claus waved at him until his jingling bells were no longer heard and his figure no more discernible than any other star in the sky.

Finally, everyone left behind could let out a breath. Tension built from the stress of it all was released in one big sigh. Of course there was always next year to think about, but for now, there was a well deserved break to celebrate.

Back in the workshop, Mrs. Claus stood before the faces of every elf that helped make that night possible. Words were never enough to express her gratitude. Instead, she walked over to a well crafted bench and began undressing. Each set of eyes on her drank up every inch of exposed skin as it became available.

The elves marveled at Mrs. Claus’ voluminous figure, feeling a strain in their undergarments once she bent over the side of the table and looked back expectantly.

“Aren’t you going to come get your prize?” Mrs. Claus laughed. Her voice broke their trance.

Jumpstarted into action, each elf hurried to the bench. Those that arrived first circled the table and hurried to lower their trousers. One pair of hands went straight to feeling up Mrs. Claus’ rear, squeezing and pulling her cheeks apart. Delighted by the first sight of cock, Mrs. Claus giggled and reached out to stroke one.

Already red and throbbing, the first elf let out a high pitched whine when her soft fingers had barely even touched him. She kept her movements slow, trying not to overstimulate the poor fellow. Even so, he began panting within seconds and thrusting into her hand. The woman’s eyes gleamed while watching him. Wide and sparkling. Pleased.

“Thank you, miss. Thank you!” The elf exclaimed. The orgasm he’d been building up over the past year suddenly ripped through him, jolting every muscle into a spasm. A long stream of white shot out from the tip of his cock, arching over Mrs. Claus and landing on the other side of the table. Several ropes released in the same way, barely short enough to land on the woman in front of him. Once he slumped forward, barely dribbling cum onto her hand, Mrs. Claus smiled charitably and released her grip.

From behind, the elf that had been simply groping her before had flattened his tongue and began running it up along her slit.

“Good boy,” she said.

While he kept that up, she turned to the elf on her other side, instructing him to get onto the table and kneel in front of her. As he climbed on, she used the last elf’s cum on her hand to stroke the next one on her right. Pace slow and even, despite his frenzied thrusts into her palm.

In position on the table, the elf’s cock bobbed right in front of supple red lips. His groan echoed in the workshop the moment that his tip entered Mrs. Claus’ mouth. From the right, another elf muttered his gratitude as his cum dripped down her hand. There was still so much of it that it coated her wrist and seeped into the wood of the table underneath.

All the way down her throat, the elf in front groaned trying to hold back his release. It was a futile effort, however, because as soon as she began bobbing her head he lost control. Cum oozed out whether he wanted it to or not and coated Mrs. Claus’ tongue. She moaned at the candy cane taste, sucking out every drop.

“Thank you, miss,” the elf sighed, defeated, and climbed off the table.

They no longer had to be instructed, the elves now worked out a system where the departure of one would swiftly be replaced by another. A cock would slide itself along her cum coated hand and she’d instinctively start stroking them. A new elf would kneel in front, and she’s immediately welcome them between her lips.

After another round or so of elves, she’d sufficiently been eaten out by the elf at her rear. She wiggled her hips side to side to signal she was ready for more. Briefly turning her head, she saw his face glisten with her juices as he grinned and lined himself up with her entrance. Sinking his cock into Mrs. Claus, he savored her warmth and easy glide. All the way in to the base, the elf sighed. Smile turning silly and content. He unloaded a year’s worth of cum into her.

Turning back to the elf before her, Mrs. Claus was surprised to feel his cum start splashing along her face. Thick white ropes ran down her rosy cheeks. She chuckled at the display of desperation. Listened to both elves giving their thanks, and watched their replacements line up for their turn.

A couple rounds of this procedure later, and more elves had opted to release their loads onto her rather than inside. Some had mistakenly unleashed onto her hair, while others came on her ass. They’d grown impatient and touched themselves, underestimating their own sensitivity while they watched another elf thrust into the woman. Moments later they’d stop stroking, trying to prevent the inevitable.

Loads covered one another on her ass, glazing her skin in pearlescent white and trickling down her thighs.

Such were the night’s proceedings until every single elf in the workshop was bone tired and satiated. Some returned to Mrs. Claus for seconds, or even thirds. Some went off to sleep after a single orgasm.

By dawn’s first light, Mrs. Claus was done with her work and ready to retire for some well deserved rest. Trembling legs adjusted to hold herself up. She stretched and popped her aching joints. Surveying the room, she noticed a couple elves hadn’t made it to their beds before passing out.

At the workshop doors stood her beloved husband. He approached her with a warm robe in hand, and helped her slide it on. Calloused hands brushed the wet hair out of her face. Santa kissed his wife before engulfing her into his arms in a comforting embrace.

Walking out of the workshop, Santa carried his tired wife in his arms. They each had a hard night’s work deserving of some good sleep. It was officially a successful year, of spreading holiday cheer.

I’m using a throwaway for this post. My last post here was in r/randomactsofmuffdiving a little over three years ago. That's because the woman I met from that post ended up being the love of my life! Feels funny to say that I met my One on Reddit, but it's true. It happened. And I couldn't be happier. She has been asking me to make this success post for a while so here it is! And also just so we're clear: she asked that it be as dirty as possible and she's reading all of this before we post it. ;)

The days leading up to our first meeting were some pretty heavy flirting. We both definitely knew there would be more than muff diving on the day we met! This was right around the end of the pandemic, we'd both just gotten our vaccines and we were definitely really horny! It had been maybe a year and a half since I'd last had any sexual activity. We had phone sex a few nights before we met and before we hung up she said "when we meet I want you take all the sexual energy you've been holding in since the lockdown and give it to me" which turned me on so much that I still remember it.

She found me through my post on RAOMD but while talking she had revealed to me how much she likes giving oral too. It was incredible! Nobody has ever blown me like that. Her lips are soft and warm. She knows how to use her hands too! Before her I'd never really had a good handjob. Sorry ladies, but most of you feel like Mr Krabs grabbing Spongebob's nose. She's the first girl I've never had to ask to go softer with her hands. The way she uses her hands and tongue has this incredible way of keeping me right on the edge for a while. She likes it when I tell her when I'm about to cum but sometimes I just can't get the words out. Sometimes it sneaks up on me because I've been so close for a while. Pretty soon I was cumming down her throat, which I know is a huge turn on for her.

I have to say, I don't think I've ever met a girl who likes blowjobs more. I thought I liked giving oral but the way she gets about it is on another level. She's always so wet after she blows me. Honestly my favorite time to fuck her is right after. Our usual foreplay is she blows me while I finger her or we 69 until she she's cum once or twice. Usually by then she's begging me to fuck her and when I do, it's like no other sensation. Her pussy is so tight and wet. We can always hear how wet she is, which always turns her on even more. I can feel her gushing all over my cock.

Another thing she loves is having her tits played with, which I’m very happy to do! I’m not the best at guessing cup sizes but they are cantaloupe sized. Her tits are pale with little brown nipples that are perfect for tonguing and nibbling. Sometimes she puts my cock between them after slobbering on it, and I thrust into them.

Her ass is thick and heart-shaped, and she loves having it spanked! When I’m fingering her, she likes me to wrap my fingers back around and spread her cheeks. When she rides my cock, she likes me to hold her ass and spread her cheeks open. I’ve never been with a girl who likes their ass and tits played with so roughly. Before I met her, I wasn’t into spanking, but seeing how much she likes it has made me love giving it to her!

I started out trying to write about our first time together but got totally sidetracked by the rest of our sex life. Rest assured, after that incredible blowjob, I returned the favor. I love eating pussy and she makes it really fun for me. I love a responsive partner and she always lets me know when she likes it, with her words and her body. She likes a lot of attention on her clit. I knew it our very first time without having to be told because she humped my face and moved my tongue to just the right spot. She also loves when I tongue fuck her. I always feel her gush when I put my tongue down her pussy. When she really likes what I'm doing, she bucks her hips and her legs start to shake. I'm the kind of guy who gets really turned on when I know I'm doing a good job so all this is really exciting for me. I could honestly go down on her for hours. Almost always she has to be the one to tell me to stop, usually because by then she's begging me to fuck her.

She has the perfect pink pussy for going down on. Her inner lips get a little darker when she’s turned on and part just the right way for my tongue to slip inside. I feel her juices gush onto my tongue when I part them just right. Her clit is just hidden at the top, and I can pull its little hood back and suck on it and kiss it. Sucking on her clit drives her crazy and makes her hump my face.

When I do slide in, it’s always amazing. It’s my reward for taking such good care of my good girl. She’s so warm and wet and tight from all the foreplay that I can feel every inch of her pussy when I’m inside her. All the foreplay usually means she cums really quick on my cock, which is an incredible feeling too. What really gets her going is being pounded really hard and feeling my balls slap her pussy. I always know when she’s cumming because her pussy starts to squeeze my cock. It’s so exciting that it usually makes me cum too. I thought simultaneous orgasms were too hard to consistently pull off but we’ve found a way. The secret is just giving her pussy lots of attention before I slide my cock in.

She is insatiable. Whenever we’re done fucking she needs me to keep playing with her, so she can cum more. I hold her tight and stick my fingers in her. We’ve done this every time since we first fucked. She asks me for something special that no girl has ever asked me for: to stick my thumb in her pussy. She loves how it makes her feel full. I fuck her with it like it’s my cock until her pussy swells up so tight that I can’t move it anymore, and then I just press her g-spot.

She likes me to tell her about the sex we just had and how it felt for me. I do this while I finger her, and I describe her favorite fantasy: to be fucked and licked by a long line of men. I’ve told her this story so many times that I ended up recording an audio for her so she could masturbate to it.

After she cums for me we cuddle under the blankets and it’s the most satisfying moment of my day. We’ve been together for almost four years and I never imagined that I would have this kind of a sex life with anyone.

Right now, she’s typing this ending for me because my hand is inside her and she’s swollen for me. My head is on her chest and my used condom is leaking out on her tummy. We would love to read your comments because they turn us on! We plan on getting off to your feedback 😉

Signed, Two lovers who never dreamed they’d find their life partner on Reddit

Since you all seemed to like part one which I posted yesterday I thought I’d fill you in on the next part.

So after our night out I kept in touch with this Middle Eastern girl over text for a week. Next weekend I was once again out with my friends in town. We didn’t know exactly where to go but I had made plans to see this girl after our night out since she would be out with the same group of friends too. After bar hopping a bit I proposed to my friends we go to a club close to where she lives. It was on the other side of town so my friends didn’t want to at first but the mood lightened when I said it was cause I had a booty call. We were out late but I didn’t get too drunk this time since I wanted to give this girl the ride of her life. Besides, her friend had apparently given her very high hopes for my performance.

Well the night with my friends came to an end when she texted me she was going home. I went over to her place and she opened the door “well this is a bit awkward, how do we even start?” She said. She had already changed to a loose fitting pyjama with short sleeves and legs that teased me with her chest and ass very nicely. “Well maybe you start by apologising for how you treated me last time” I answered. “Sorry, maybe it was a bit rude, you must have been so hung over going home so early” she replied and I told her “that’s not the kind of apology I meant, get down on your knees and show me you’ll be submissive”. Her face lit up and she started blushing, looking kind of relived I took initiative. I gave her a kiss on the mouth and she got down on her knees, holding her hair making her kiss my already hard cock through my pants. “There we go, that’s a better apology, don’t you agree?” I told her, she looked back up at me and said “I agree, I’ll be nice this time”. She felt out my bulge as she kissed it and looked back up at me “even after hearing about it I didn’t expect it to be this big”.

I undid my belt and pants and took my cock out “good girl, now show me what a slut you can be for a big cock”. She grabbed it with one hand starting to jerk me off, placing the other hand on my butt and started by licking my balls “do you think I can fit them in my mouth?” She said and I just pressed her head closer to make her try. She only managed to fit them one at a time but her tongue work sure made up for it “yes darling, lick them like that for me, you seem to know exactly how to treat me. As good as this felt I knew her mouth would feel even better on my cock so I grabbed her hair tighter and moved her head up and said “now show me what your pretty little mouth can do to my cock”. She looked up at me with a smile covered in saliva and stuck out her tongue, licking it from the base to the very top a few times before taking it in her mouth. It felt amazing being covered in her saliva having her mouth force its way down to take half of my cock and her tongue making little swirls around it inside her mouth. She was drooling on my cock having to take short pauses to breathe and in the excitement I couldn’t keep myself from pushing her head down further on my cock and when I got to the back of her throat she would make gagging noises but I’d just keep pushing until she was pushing herself away from me. She sat down on the floor panting and looking up at me, I reached down to help her up and said “apology accepted, but I think it’s time you get undressed so I can see your hot little body again”.

She hurriedly took off her clothes and even though I thought I remembered what she looked like after having touched myself to the thought of her every night since last time I was still amazed. Her beautiful olive skin, perfect small waist, full and firm breasts with perfect brown, puffy nipples and a plump ass that looked like it was sculpted by the gods. I held her from behind, my cock pushing against her butt and one hand holding her firm breast and the other wrapped around her waist. I pushed her up against the wall and said “I guess you’re already quite wet, are you craving me?” “Does it even matter or will you just do what you want with me?” She replied. I let my hand wander down her stomach, through her neatly trimmed bush and down to her little pussy and it was already dripping wet. “I’ve never seen a girl get this wet from just giving a blowjob” I told her and she just giggled as she started to moan when I rubbed her clit. I started pushing my cock inside her slowly and she moaned out “fuck that’s big, please go slow to start”. I didn’t really have a choice feeling how tight she was and started slowly going deeper and deeper until she could take the whole thing and paused with my cock fully buried in her. “Does it feel as good as you expected?” I asked her and she moaned out “way better, I’ve never had anything like it, please be rough with me”.

I started giving her long hard strokes, really pushing her up against the wall every time so she could feel the entire length of it and she was already moaning like a porn star. As I started picking up the pace her body was trembling and her knees were no longer supporting her so I literally had to carry her to continue fucking her. “You’re lucky, this is nothing like what your friend got to experience” I told her but she was unable to respond, just moaning loudly with a big smile on her face. After a while my arms started getting tired so I had to lead her to the bed where I put her in doggy so I could keep fucking her as hard as I was doing at first. She was pushing back up against me and arching like a pro giving me an amazing view of her toned back and full ass. I spat on her butthole and put my thumb in and she finally managed to get some first words out since I started fucking her “yes, use me however you like”. Her arms were shaking too at this point though and she collapsed on the bed so I had to hold her butt up to keep going. She was biting her covers to muffle her moans and she felt so good I had to cum. “Get back on your knees, I wanna cum on your face” I said and she was quick to get out of bed and on her knees. I hadn’t cum that good in a long time and her face got absolutely covered in my cum. I watched her sit there on her knees with my cum on her mouth, making her eyelids stick together and her forehead and hair covered as well. “You’re gonna have to swallow that if you want me to go down on you” I told her and put her back on the bed. She started by licking her lips and then using her finger to catch my cum and then suck it off her fingers.

I kissed her neck and went down to her breasts “no one has ever made me eat their cum the first time before, I feel like such a slut” she said as I started sucking her nipples. “You’re being an amazing slut, let me reward you for it” I said and after I was done with her breasts I kissed my way down her stomach and licked the insides of her thighs which were covered with her wetness. I let my tongue gently brush over her pussy and it was all warm from being used so hard. I looked up to see her still cleaning her face off and licking my cum off her fingers as I started licking her. Her free hand grabbed the back of my head and pushed me harder against her and she was moaning as loud as before. “Fuck that’s good, I was worried you had only practiced using your cock” she said as my tongue was making little circles around her clit. I felt her legs tense up around my head and she was once again unable to say much and just moaned. As my tongue pressed harder her body started shaking and after only a minute or two more she got silent and had an orgasm that must have gone on for half a minute.

Her thighs loosened and I got up next to her “I hope you’re not too sore cause I wanna cum inside you as well” I said. “I’m a bit sore but I’ll let you do anything you want with me, I wanna be your sex toy” she replied and I reached under her leg to press it up against her stomach and got back inside her with me on my side facing her and her laying on her back. This time I could go all the way inside her from the start and her eyes rolled back as I filled her up. With my arm hooked under her leg I held her breast as I started fucking her again, slower this time making sure to enjoy her tight wet pussy. I pinched her nipple hard and she bit her lip not to scream. As I started going faster her moans got more quiet and her body was shaking. “Let me show you something your friend liked” I said and I reached up and grabbed her neck starting to choke her. She seemed almost out of it with pleasure so I choked her harder and said “you really are a sex toy, you almost seem more excited knowing I choked your friend as well when I fucked her”. After a minute her lips started turning blue and I felt her pussy get even tighter and her moans got hoarse from the choking. She started having another orgasm and I told her “good girl, your pussy is so good I can’t help but to fill you up with my cum”. The excitement of it all made me cum almost as hard as before and I released my grip on her neck with my cock pulsating inside of her.

Afterwards she told me she didn’t know she liked being dominated that hard and we agreed I’d come over more regularly. We fell asleep and the next day I stayed at her place alternating watching movies and having sex the entire day. I’ve got more stories with this girl, let me know if you want to hear them!

My hubbys friend is visiting from out of town for the holidays. It’s been years since they’ve seen each other. The last time he came to visit I had just had our second and him and I got frisky (see the story about my hubbys friend drinking my milk). So needless to say I was excited about him staying with us. Last night after we put out all the presents, hubby went to bed and friend and I stayed up watching a movie and chatting. That led to kissing on the couch. Which led to him taking off his pants. Me taking off mine. And me straddling him on the couch as I slowly rode his cock. We kissed passionately and had amazing sex. And yes he sucked my nipples. Afterwards I hopped off, cum leaking out of me, gave him a kiss and went to my bed.

I know I’ve posted on here a few times, but this is where I vent so here it goes. I saw my coworker for Christmas today I’m in his driveway right now typing this out. He said he wanted to fuck me for Christmas, so I let him. I told my husband I was going to my friend’s house to pick up some gifts. My coworker mostly made me give him a blowjob like I said in a previous post he likes it when I give long blowjobs I don’t know why. Then we just fucked raw and he came inside me. I know I’m a bad person especially on Christmas I just can’t help it.

When I worked at a bank, I started hooking up with my supervisor. His wife also worked mornings there while he worked evenings. I’m 19F.

I always wore skirts instead of slacks since after we started hooking up, he told me to only wear skirts. Well, one day at the end of a shift, me and another female employee are counting our boxes at his office. He’s standing inbetween both of us and I feel his hand go up my skirt and he starts playing with my pussy.

He was fingering me aggressively. I was trying my best not to make a sound since my other female coworker was there but I could hear how wet I was so I start making small talk. But then I hear my female coworker moan and realize he has his other hand up her skirt and he’s also fingering her.

That’s when I found out he was hooking up with other coworkers. He had us take turns sucking him off.

I have been hooking up with this guy for a little while now and this happened last night. It was actually really hot so I figured I would share. Him and I had just finished having sex, and we were lying in bed, feeling relaxed and satisfied.

He had cum inside me, and we were kind of just enjoying the quiet. But then he got this look in his eye, like he had another idea. He kissed his way down my body and ended up between my legs. Then he started to lick me. I was sensitive, but the way he did it felt really fucking good.

He was licking my pussy and tasting his own cum mixed with mine since I had orgasmed too. It was really dirty and I had no idea he was into that kind of thing so it surprised me. His tongue was all over my insides, making sure he tasted everything. I could feel him enjoying it, and it turned me on again.

After he was done making me cum for the second time, he came back up to my face and kissed me. His lips were wet, and I tasted our cum on them. It was a strong taste, but I liked it. We started making out, and he pushed some of the cum into my mouth with his tongue. Then I pushed it back to him. We were laughing a little, playing with it, sharing it back and forth like it was a game.

It was messy as fuck. We ended up with cum all over our faces, but we didn't care. We kept kissing, enjoying the intimacy of it.

He told me he loved that. Because of how it felt close and special and like he could be totally comfortable with me. I felt the same. It was a way to connect that was raw and real. Without any fear of judgment. We lay there for another hour or two, still kissing, just enjoying being together.

Eventually, the cum was all gone. Either swallowed by us or just spread around. We talked a bit about how fun it was, then we fell asleep in each other's arms. It was so amazing honestly I have never felt so close with someone.

It's warm, cocooned in plush bedding, it was almost perfect. The little ball of energy constantly rustling next to me, tossing and turning "ugh, damn it. Hey, hey you up" eyes barely opening. Tap, tap, tap on my chest "barely" my body felt relaxed, yet like sludge akin to the oil in a cold engine, thick. All but one part was primed and awaiting orders.

"So, you want to go for a walk or do something, anything"

"I'm warm and cozy right now, maybe later"

"noo, it's too waarm-uh and I really can't stay still right now babe. I want us to go and do something, possibly outside"

"Baby, it's cold outside"

"Yeah, that's the point, I want to cool down and use this energy right now"

"Baby, it's cold outside"

"I was hoping that you'd join in, it'd be so very nice"

"Babe, it's cold outside. Let me hold your hands, they're so warm" place them on the sides of my face. “Look it's much too cold out there, your pretty fingers would turn blue"

No words, just pouting and staring, the wind just barely howls as we looked at each other for a brief moment. I got lost in those sapphire pools. Rasing her hand it moves to a strategic advanced, from my chest it meanders down lower to the only fully functional part of me. Gently grazing the MAJ, standing to attention and awaiting orders.

"Come on just a quick one"

"Uh, which one"

"a quick jog, not long"

"I don't know, it's pretty cold"

"I'll give you a taste of the treat after"

Under the cover she disappeared, the presence of a tongue emerges, slowly surveying around my tip. "Sir, unknown personnel detected" her tongue wraps around it, in her mouth it went "We're surrounded, please advise" and she stops seconds in. It only lasted mere seconds but it was super effective. Up she pops up from the blanket "so what do you say?" Unfortunately, her maneuver warfare was well executed; the warm embrace of her mouth forced me to surrender the warmth of the bed. Small tactical loss to endure the cold, only to insure greater spoils of war "fine".

After her tactical win, she quickly she put on her grey sportswear, seemingly not wanting to waste any time to be outside, she'd also threw mine to me. Her hair is all tied up during the time I lazily put on mine. Once outside, it actually wasn't as cold as I first thought it'd be

"See, it's not too bad"

"Okay, fine maybe it wasn't that bad"

"Hah, it only took that much convincing huh"

"whatever"

She was running slightly ahead, taking in the view of the one golden bun bouncing up and down, it was not as mesmerising as the ones below it. While the winds were mild, it began to slowly build up. In a short moment of time, the winds they grew from little cooing pups to howling wolves. Much harsher and colder than expected, dark clouds seemingly forming from nowhere "Babe, it's a bit too cold, maybe let's go back now" "yup" not wanting to be in the cold any longer, blitzkrieg was in effect, blitzing to victory and claim the previously promised riches.

Back inside away from the cold, both of us slightly out of breath. After closing the door after me, lightly grabbing her hand to stop her, looking at one another, both unable to hold back the smiles we had knowing what was next.

"Oh, your bun seems a bit tight. Do you mind if I move in closer to loosen it"

"Babe, don't, it'll be useful later"

Pull her in closer to me, spinning her around in to my arms, kiss those irresistible lips, a hand goes to cup her supple lower buns, as did she with mine. In only a mere moment, we warmed back up from the outside cold. Her chest and cheeks a light rosey hue "wow, your eyes are like starlight now" The lights glinting in her eyes like a clear night sky. The wind howls violently behind us

"Oh, the weather outside is frightful"

"But the flame between us is oh so delightful"

looking out the window, a storm seems to be truly brewing. "let's go warm up more" leading me by the hand to the bedroom.

While I close the blinds, she undresses. On the bed she laid bare, walking up and dragging one finger slowly from her foot, just brushing the side of her boob making its way to the underside of her chin, to then kiss and caress her face. As our lips touched that finger travels between her two hills to the switch below, gently flicking it to turn it on. Coating it with the sweet dew that came from within. Move from her lips to her nips and the finger explores inside. Licking and sucking from one nip to the other, then dragging my tongue down to her clit and lick and suck on it next.

Looking up at her, seeing her fine light hairs near my face, her chest quickly rising and falling made my cock to go harder than usual. She’s pinching one nipple hard, while caressing the other tit. Like the storm brewing outside, I could literally feel the storm charging up on my middle finger. She clenches and releases her sweet creamy nectar, have a sample while the waves of pleasure pulses throughout her body, while letting out cute orgasm induced thunder booms "mmm, babe you taste so good" with her little storm almost subsiding, our tongues taste each other.

"Whoa, feeling a bit warm. I'm going to open this just a smidge" fanning herself, I undressed as she walks over to the window, while pulling down my pants the loyal soldier springs out saluting, ready and awaiting action.

"You lay down, it's my turn to play now" she commanded.

Embraced by her warm mouth once more and stroking the shaft with intermittent glances up, as if to assess the quality of her work. Closing my eyes to fully focus on the pleasure administered to my lower half, letting out the occasional moan. Get a bit too focused and tell her to stop before I got too close. Prowling up to me like a lioness hunting prey, then lay on top of me to lock lips once more to cool down a bit.

"Okay you should be good" grabbing my member while still laying on top of me, she stands it up and grinds on it up and down, then laid it down flat on me applying more of her juices on it, just before slowly entering inside the warm embrace of her insides. Slowly bit by bit it enters her, until she has most of it. Leaning back slightly while riding, taking in the view of the show. Wanting it to be an interactive show begin to reach out to try and rub her clit, only for her to turn around to be in reverse. The urge for more was building, lean up and grab her waist and her back lay on top of me. Kiss the side of her neck, while gently cupping her tits then pinch and rub one nipple. Hearing the soft moans leaving her mouth, evoked animalist emotions from within. It created the urge to thrust harder into her, they weren't quick nor deep but it was just enough. However, it wasn't enough for her, she wanted more.

"Babe, I'm so close, I need you to hold me down and really give it to me"

"How badly do you want it"

"I want it so bad"

"One more time"

"Please, I need it, it's so close baby"

"Since you said please, get ready"

Flip her around, face down ass up. Holding her arms from behind and pound her pussy.

"More"

Grab her hips and thrust even harder, I'm really build up a sweat. Hoping she's close because I'm closer than I'd like, then.

"More"

Lower her whole body down to the bed, hold both of her hands and thrust all the way deep in to her balls deep, just leaving it deep inside, to catch my breath for a second. Leaning in next to her ear "How does this feel" "good, don't stop" the pressure was really on now knowing I don't have much before I blow. As my cock moves inside her, the tones of her moans went up as she gripped the bed sheet, to then drop low and go back up and releasing then shaking in a fist opening and closing.

"Make a blizzard on me"

Flip her front side up, she presses her boobs together and licks. It wasn't long until snow was sprinkling down on the hills and the land below it, afterwards I too went down landing next to her on my back. Having rode out her wet and wild sea voyage, felt a cold zephyr flow over me. With my balls drained my bladder feeling full, go to drain that too. While pissing, she had a question.

"So, one more?"

"Uh, maybe in a bit"

After the run and enduring her wet storm, there wasn't much energy left. Walking back in and laying down next to her, closing my eyes for a bit. Feel a hand grip my lower half, then her tongue swirls around. Slowly growing from half limp to standing tall, her enthusiasm grew alongside with it. It was ready for action, I was not.

"MMM, just lay back until you're ready" Lured back in by a mermaid’s song or is it a siren, sliding herself down on to me. Entering her maelstrom of lust once again. Pulling on her hair tie, unravelled her bun, it created a beautiful view of fine threads cascading over her boobs while she grinds on me.

Closing her eyes and biting her lower lip, slowly her body began to stiffen up, wrap my arms around her and kissing the side of her neck. The siren began to show itself, digging her nails into my back and unleashing her siren scream. Not wanting to be dragged down in to the depths alone, spun us both around, with her back to the bed, ploughing deep inside, those nails dug in deeper with her toned legs grappled us together locking me in deep inside.

Her shuddering subsides, relinquishing the grip of her legs and nails, the nails travelled up the back of my head, pushing down so our lips pressed together. As our lips separate, the warmth from our breath blew on to our faces. With truly having nothing left, I laid down beside her basking in the afterglow with a cool zephyr flow over our bodies. Once we cooled off, I pulled a blanket over us as we cuddled embracing each other.

Soo today was Christmas Day like all the other, when I woke up and started getting dressed I saw my jewelled butt plug in my underwear draw and thought why not make this Christmas a wet one if it’s not going to be white;) so I lubed it up and pushed it in quickly putting on legging and a t-shirt and going downstairs. There we exchanged gifts and pictures were taken little did anyone else know my little secret. Next after Christmas movies and a bit of drinking we had dinner now my chairs are wooden which I should of thought about earlier as when I sat down the plug pushed deeper into my ass making my moan under my breath, food was lovely but all I could think about was the pool of my own juices I was sitting in;) definitely a Christmas I won’t forget

Autumn is a season of change—and unbeknownst to me—I would spend the next few months turning over a new leaf of my own. This is the story of how I met my Sir this Fall, and rediscovered my inner slut.

It was an otherwise unremarkable day where all I did was languish on the couch, miserable with the flu and my dead bedroom.

I can’t live like this, I feel like I’m crawling out of my skin!

An argument from the night before with my husband about our non-existent sex life had me spiralling. I was willing to do anything and everything to arouse him, but he just didn’t care. It wasn’t like my body had changed. I’ve always been short and very plump, my round belly and large breasts barely contained by most shirts. My husband regularly said I was sexy, and he loved my rolls and thick thighs. Yet, despite how much he claimed to adore my curves, my soft body remained neglected.

At only 30 years old, I couldn’t cope with the idea of never having passionate sex again. I needed to feel desired! I’d been wild, slutty even, before we met. When we started dating, I shaped up and became more modest for him. But now nearly 10 years on, it felt like I’d chopped off a limb for my husband and he was upset that I was struggling without it.

So, feeling desperate for a real sexual connection—and also a little bit out of it thanks to a very high fever—I posted an ad titled “Lonely Gamer Housewife” on the r/OnlineAffairs subreddit.

My inbox was instantly flooded with messages. Unfortunately, even with several promising chats, there was no spark with anyone. I was almost done clearing out my inbox when one of the last chat requests caught my eye.

The bulk of the message was polite and I was intrigued by his self description, but a single line near the end really spoke to me, “…an insatiable urge for a broader connection outside my marriage.”

Insatiable urge…I couldn’t have said it better myself.

It was like something clicked in my head and I felt compelled to write back immediately. We briefly made small talk about shared hobbies and then the topic of conversation shifted.

“Is this something you’ve tried before?” he asked at the end of one of his messages.

I snorted out loud.

Fuck no, I pride myself on loyalty. This is just…not my proudest moment.

Thankfully, texting allows me to self censor. My reply was a bit coy.

I wrote back, “No, it’s my first time trying this. Definitely a little scared.”

I wasn’t lying. This was a bit scary for me, crossing the line with a man who wasn’t my husband. But at the same time, I was incredibly turned on. Even just thinking about stepping out on my husband drove me wild.

My new chat partner was kind and inquired about my concerns. However, before I could reply, he sent me a selfie from the other night. Just a quick snapshot he took at 2 am. He had definitely undersold himself in his initial message. Looking back at me from the photo was a man with intense bright eyes, effortlessly handsome features, and a great sense of style.

Holy fuck…He has to be a bot. No one looks that good at 2am.

While staring at his photo, I sat up so quickly on the couch that it felt like the room was spinning. This had to be a fever dream. Out of the countless selfies I’d been sent by thirsty married men that day, this man was easily the hottest by far. Hell, he was better looking than my husband and all my previous boyfriends too.

“Well, sending pictures is scary,” I wrote back as a joke.

I then made a silly comment about how impressed I was by his jawline, poorly disguising the fact that I found him incredibly attractive. He ignored my compliment and merely said I didn’t have to send any photos back yet if I wasn’t comfortable.

That’s sweet, but if I have a chance here, I’m shooting my shot!

My own selfie was well received, and very quickly we were having an in depth discussion about our unmet needs. He was articulate and detailed in his responses, writing eloquent paragraphs about his sexual interests and previous experiences with kink. I was enamoured by his messages; he had such a way with words and a deep understanding of the responsibilities within a Dom/sub dynamic that I’d never encountered before. It was so easy to talk to him, and he was happy to take things at my own pace.

I remember quipping in those early days, “I feel oddly safe with you.”

It was true. And because of that sense of safety, within a week we were settling into a special dynamic of our own. He became my Sir and I became his Pig.

You see, part of what attracted him to me in the first place was the fact that I described myself as a fat woman with H cup breasts. Then as we swapped photos and shared our kinks, he admitted that I fit his ideal aesthetic perfectly for his interest in both Stuffing and Hupig play. When I replied that I too had a similar interest, he was floored. Our relationship progressed quickly after that.

The first time we had a proper video call, I was overwhelmed by the fact that he really looked like his photos. Sir is intimidatingly attractive, thanks in part to his calm and stoic demeanour. Tall with an athletic build and a well-groomed beard, I melted internally as we spoke over video chat.

He’s so handsome it hurts! My face is sore from smiling so much.

It was actually difficult to focus on what he was saying as I was mesmerized by watching him undress and get into the shower. This was technically a downside to sneaking around on our spouses. We often had to hide in bathrooms or steal any private moment to chat. But I had no complaints as I watched the water pour down his fit body and along his well endowed shaft.

My intense attraction to him made me eager to please. I was regularly sending him suggestive photos and naked clips of myself in poses I thought he’d enjoy. Mostly unprompted too. Of course, I fulfilled every request he ever made, but I always felt the urge to entice him further with new ideas of my own.

“These danishes are so crumbly, more of it ends up on my chest than in my mouth,” I wrote to him as I sent a photo of me eating my breakfast one morning.

With a pastry between my lips and my cleavage covered in crumbs and bits of icing, the photo showed off my piggish tendencies as I looked into the camera bashfully. Sir was pleased, and a little surprised.

“How did you know I’d like this?” He asked.

We had only just dipped our toes into discussing my role as his pig, but from some of what he told me he wanted to do down the line, I had a pretty good idea what might tickle his fancy.

“Well, you mentioned watching me eat and get covered in food. So, I figured you’d like to see just how messy an eater I really am!” I replied.

As much as the photo was planned, it wasn’t staged. I’d always been a messier eater, focused during meals on only one thing: satisfying my hunger with as much delicious food as possible. Whether I got covered in crumbs or sauce didn’t matter. It was refreshing to be appreciated for this habit now.

And that’s part of why our dynamic worked so well. Sir gave me the space and the encouragement to indulge in my desires both for food and sex. He complimented me when I snuck extra sweets, and praised me when I fucked myself. Sir has a unique perspective on pig play that truly spoke to me. There was no degradation or insulting comments. Our play was purely about me succumbing to my own greed and desires, leaning into my instinctive animal nature.

“Have you ever heard of bimbofication?” Sir asked.

One of my daily tasks as his submissive is to consume content that deepens my understanding of my role. This was a new topic he introduced me to, but it was critical to my slutty transformation. It isn’t about getting plastic surgery though. What Sir wants for me is to embody the mindlessly horny attitude and put my supple form on display. And by the end of our first month together, I was doing just that.

Decked out in a short, pleated skirt with matching knee-high socks and a tiny triangular bikini top that strained to hold back my massive breasts, I happily performed on camera for Sir. It had taken sometime for the final pieces of my outfit to arrive in the mail, and now I wore not only slutty clothes but pig ears and a snout as well. To top the look off, under my skirt I wore no panties so that my pig tail anal plug was visible when I crawled around on all fours.

As an aside, Sir isn’t an expressive person. It’s often tricky to read him.

Yet, when I posed for him in my completed outfit, I saw his eyes light up and he said, “Table position is so natural for you. You’re perfect. Good Pig.”

I snorted and snuffled enthusiastically. It felt divine to be praised for being my true self! Lustful and greedy as I shuffled around on my knees, my udders swung side to side when I moved and one of my nipples even slipped out of the tiny string bikini. I felt so beautiful under Sir’s desire-filled gaze.

As always when we had a play session, my pussy was dripping wet with excitement and need. Sir had me edging for an hour and a half each day without cumming. My orgasm belongs to him, and on this particular day I hadn’t climaxed in three weeks. Yet, I hoped my play today would impress him enough that I could finally experience that sweet release.

“Lay back now. Spread your legs for me,” Sir commanded in a firm tone.

I did as I was told, positioning myself in front of the camera with my legs apart and my needy holes on display. Sir then began to lead me through fucking myself with my dildo and vibrator with his hypnotic voice. He did order me to cum for him, not allowing me to stop pleasuring myself until I came a second time.

During this play session, I slipped so deeply into sub space that I was lost to the euphoria. When Sir asked me to remove my tail plug and lick it clean while I was still quivering from orgasm, I didn’t hesitate. I pulled the plug out and hungrily wrapped my lips around it as I lapped it clean with my tongue.

“Good job, Pig,” Sir stated with a hint of a smirk, “How do you feel?”

Bleary eyed and trembling, I replied, “Happy. Thank you for letting me cum, sir.”

I truly was completely content and utterly fulfilled. Thanks to my Sir, I have reconnected with my inner bimbo pig slut. No longer would I have to suppress my insatiable desires and live an unsatisfying existence. Even better, I was sticking it to my blissfully unaware husband, whom I paraded myself around in front of while scantily-clad as per Sir’s instructions.

Now our dynamic is a few months old, and I couldn’t be happier. Sir’s ultimate vision for me is to live out my days as the perfect combination of both pig play and bimbofication. Each day I follow a routine of tasks he set out for me to sink even deeper into this role. And despite the troubles I’ve faced, I follow it to the letter; from dressing to show off my tits and belly, edging to pig sounds, and even filming my holes flex as I repeat my mantra, “I’m a happy, hungry, horny hog.”

Sir says I’ve made great progress, and we have so many more plans for my transformation. Eventually, I will become a mommy hog, one who will take on new piglets and train them to worship Sir’s cock just as I do with reverence and a lustful thirst. This idea thrills me to my core.

Granted, no matter what the future holds for us, I am eternally grateful for my time with Sir and the way he’s brought out the best in me. I feel like the luckiest slut in the world to be his submissive pig~ 🐷💕

Not that anyone cares, but for context, about a year ago, I was cleaning my older brother's room and found his sex doll. For months I was so disgusted. I couldn't even look at him straight, but did not have the guts to tell him why or that I knew about it. I could always tell when he is using it because he will either blast music and lock his door, and I will feel my bed shaking or if I'm in the shower his bedroom is adjacent and I can literally hear the smacking. Not sure at what point, but I even though I would never do it, the sounds and knowing what he is doing, turns me on so much now. Fast-forward a couple months and my horniness got the best of me. I literally waited until everyone left and basically took his doll hostage for a night and did anything and everything I could think of to it that l've been wanting to lol I'm finally home for Christmas break and he has been staying with his girlfriend. I have never been so tempted to sneak in and take his doll again, and I am literally pulsing, waiting for everyone to leave so l can take advantage of it.

So there I was, walking the mean streets of Chicago, the city where even your guardian angel has to carry mace and a Taser. It was one of those nights where you could smell trouble in the air, like the aroma of a hot dog stand mixed with a faint whiff of regret. And wouldn’t you know it, I came across this girl with a lot of attitude. A red flag? You bet! But who am I to say no to a little adventure? I figured, “Hey, just by walking around this town, I’m already putting my guardian angel through a rigorous stress test. Let’s see if the motherfucker can handle a bit more.”

Now, this girl had an ad that caught my eye faster than a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest. It read:

“Don’t waste my time, and I won’t waste yours. If you treat my kitty right, you’ll see how much she pours. Kick off your shoes and relax, just let me fulfill your needs. Anything you want is yours, I always aim to please. Please don’t be shy when you tell me what you like. Tell me all your secrets; promise I won’t bite.”

Well, that’s quite the sales pitch, isn’t it? It’s like a combination of a Hallmark card and a porn script. But hey, who can resist a girl with curly hair, dark skin, a nose piercing, and a whole lotta ink? She had more tattoos than a sailor on shore leave, and each one seemed to tell a story – mostly stories that ended with someone waking up in the wrong bed.

So, I gave her a call. Her voice was sweet like honey drizzled over a cactus. She told me to come over, and I thought, “Why not? Life’s short, and the STD clinic is open late.”

When I got there, she answered the door in an outfit that would make Victoria’s Secret look like a nun’s habit. I kicked off my shoes, as instructed, and she led me to a room that looked like a boudoir threw up in an opium den. Velvet drapes, dim lighting, and the unmistakable scent of desperation mixed with overpriced perfume. Classy, right?

We chatted for a bit, and she asked me what I liked. Now, this is the part where you gotta be honest, but not too honest. You don’t want to end up with a ball gag in your mouth and a feather duster up your ass, unless that’s your thing. So, I kept it simple and said, “I like to be surprised.” She gave me a look that said, “Oh, you will be, honey. You will be.”

But here’s the kicker – just as things were heating up, she suddenly stopped and said, “Wait, I forgot the most important part.” I was thinking, “What? The most important part? We haven’t even gotten to the weird stuff yet.” She ran out of the room and came back with… a kitten. A real, live kitten.

“Meet Mr. Mittens,” she said. “He likes to watch.” And there I was, in the most bizarre threesome of my life – me, a girl with a poetry kink, and a cat with voyeuristic tendencies.

And then it began. She was like a maestro conducting a symphony of sin. Every move, every touch was perfectly orchestrated. I was half expecting a standing ovation from the hidden cameras. She was good, damn good. Almost too good. I started to wonder if she was some sort of undercover sex ninja sent to seduce the secrets out of me.

I went in and tried to play with her kitty, that shit immediately began purring like a tiny motorboat. She was drenched, soaked to the bone. And I could tell Mrs. Whiskers was itching for some fun, so I dove in there and gave her a good ol’ lickin’. 

Hell Yes, I gave her the most thorough tongue bath of her nine lives. Oh, the look on her face was priceless. Then I let her play with my toys, you know, Woody and the Furry Balls, Now this kitty has some head game, if you catch my drift. 

I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about Ms. Whiskers’ permission, so I shoved my meat stick at her and she started yowling like a horny alley cat. That was some wild stuff, I really gave that feline a good pummeling until I detonated like a firecracker.

I don’t know if it was the kitten or the sheer absurdity of it all, but I had the time of my life. Sometimes, you just gotta roll with the punches, or in this case, the purrs. Well, I’ll be damned - or should I say, “Purr purr purr”?”

This is an excerpt of The Smut Writer, I hope you enjoy it.

All characters 18+ and consenting

Topics; Group BJ, Police Officer, Drug references, college girls, sorority.

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Officer Davis stepped out of his squad car, the siren off yet lights still flashing. The red and blue colours mixed with the Christmas lights adorning the roofs of the buildings on either side of the street.

Adjusting his cap and rubbing his tired eyes, he quickly looked down at his wrist watch, noticing the time.

“11:45, on Christmas no less.” He said in a gruff tone, his patience worn thin.

He walked away from the squad car, meeting his fellow officer, Officer Ramirez at the site of the call out.

“This better be important Nina, I was on my way home when I got your call.” Davis said, chewing on the words.

“I told you i could’ve handled it if you were tired.” Nina replied, her voice heavily accented and comforting.

“Let’s just wrap this quickly.” He replied grumbling, pushing the heavy sorority door open, revealing the multitude of gorgeous college girls sat on the inner staircase bewildered by his entrance.

“Ladies I understand officer Ramirez here has found drugs on the premise, given that it’s Christmas and this appears to be a first time offence.” Davis paused, letting out a tired yawn, checking his watch almost unconsciously. “I’ll be satisfied if the drugs in their entirety are turned over and we issue a warning to the lady responsible.”

Officer Davis placed his hands on his belt, his fingers slipping through two of the belt loops as he eyed the girls who appeared scared and wide awake. To his surprise they said nothing, merely exchanging meek looks between one another, a light giggle sprouting up before disappearing into silence.

“It’s a simple confession ladies; one of you must’ve procured them.” Davis continued, Ramirez now standing to his left, her hands on her wide, curvaceous hips, her black hair tied in a tight bun.

“Should we start by issuing fines? Or would writing this whole sorority up be more your style?” Ramirez pipped in trying to scare a confession out, yet all the beautiful cohort did was laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Davis said taking a step toward the staircase toward the girl closest to him, a proxy leader from the way the girls kept eyeing her.

The college girl had fiery red hair, freckles all across her face and wore a set of designer reading glasses, her trim build and perky tits hidden behind a baggy t shirt with an old pair of grey sweats concealing her lovely long legs. She dangled and stretched her toes, wiggling them as she began to speak;

“Officer Davis, do you have a first name?” She asked with a giggle.

“James.” He replied curtly.

“Well, James…it’s just that, well golly we just don’t know who bought those drugs in to our lovely sorority on the account of secret Santa.” The leader lady said a tone almost too cutesy to be real.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.” Davis grumbled.

“No sir, and since our girls don’t know who owns it you’ll have to arrest and slap each and every one of us on the wrist.” The girl finished gingerly, as she did her cohort all held out their wrists mockingly.

“What’s your name?” Davis asked in a gravely tone, his patience even thinner than before.

“Me? Oh I’m Sally, I’m the big sister here at Gamma Omega.” Sally said with a flick of her hair and an almost obnoxious giggle, her southern accent almost played up for effect.

“Well Sally. If none of your friends here will own up to the drugs, I’m afraid I’ll have to arrest you in their stead. As their de facto leader of course.” Davis replied, equally snarky as Sally.

“Or.” Piped in a girl from over Sally’s shoulder, a shorter Asian American, her short black hair pushed behind her ears, her dark brown eyes like rivers of chocolate. “You could join our secret Santa game?”

Davis laughed a belly laugh, loud enough to make Santa blush. As he wound his laughter down he looked back at the Asian lady to see her patiently waiting to continue;

“As it stands one of us did bring the drugs. And we’ll tell you. IF you play secret Santa. It’s actually very fun, it’s a Christmas tradition around here.” She said the girls around her becoming more active and lively as she spoke.

Perhaps due to tiredness or just curiosity Ramirez asked; “how does he play?”Before Davis had a chance to take in the information.

“It’s simple. He’d undo his pants, and he’d close his eyes. We’d circle him and suck his dick. If he guesses right, we’ll fess up. If he guesses wrong, and he has three tries, we get off Scott free!” Another girl called with more Bostonian accent.

Davis, shocked looked to Ramírez for approval, yet all she did was shrug.

“Hey I just want to get home, it’s late. What you do to wrap this thing up is your business.” She said offhandedly, walking toward the large wooden door of the building.

Davis took a moment to think, his tired brain working overtime to consider all the options, yet his equally horny mind pressured him to act. Against his better judgement and before he had really factored in the depth of his decision he nodded toward the group of girls and stepped forward, unzipping his pants.

The girls squealed with excitement, some did sorority hand signs and signals to one another that he just didn’t understand while others ran into different rooms, returning seconds later with different items in their hands.

Sally, the leader and her Asian friend crawled on their hands and knees toward Davis, kneeling in front of him. As he looked, he saw around him a quick and eager circle form, girls of all shapes, sizes, races & creeds kneeling, their tongues poked out, some even moaning.

He looked to the stairs as he felt Sally’s hands tug his heavy trousers down to the floor, noticing some girls sat upon the steps, legs open, with bullets or vibrators pressed against their now naked cunts. The sight thickened him instantly. He felt a hand caress his hardening cock. He looked down to see Sally, behind her nerdy glasses smiling;

“We thought you could use some visual aids to get your engine running.”

“But remember the deal!” Another girl said, throwing a satin blindfold over his eyes, tightening it instantly.

“No peeking!” The voice of the Asian lady remarked, feeling a pair of foreign hands run around his upper thighs, another pair squeezing his round ass, as a third pair fondled his heavy dangling balls.

“Piper, show Mrs Ramírez to the door. We’ll get started.” Sally’s voice called, an air of excitement on the words.

“Of course.” Replied Piper who Davis now realised was the Asian lady he had seen earlier, their voices identical.

As he heard the door open and close he felt a pair of hot warm lips envelope his dickhead, a powerful tongue licking each and every inch of it, coating his bellend with a lovely coat of saliva. The unknown tongue kept polishing him, only to slowly and methodically move down the shaft, sucking and bobbing all the while.

Before Davis could come to focus and enjoy the surreal sensation he felt the lips remove themselves, replaced by another equally foreign pair which did the same motions, only this time faster.

“Oh fuck.” He said audibly, his hands held behind his back by a soft-handed lady, to avoid him touching the girls in front, allowing for total anonymity.

No girls replied to his moans and groans of pleasure, only the gasps and orgasm shrills of the ladies on the stairs could be heard ringing in his ears, the low buzz of vibrators humming like swarms of bees.

As the minutes went on many different mouths took him inside themselves. Hundreds of hands jerked and tugged him, what felt like numerous fingers ran around his thighs and buttocks, feeling, gripping and groping what they could.

Sensual mouths sucked and licked his hanging ball sack while others kissed and pecked his legs and ass. He was in Heaven; a Christmas Miracle to be certain.

Although it was pleasurable and the sensations were beyond captivating, he was not a pornstar, he was a cop, a normal everyday man.

The feelings were becoming pressingly intense, quickly jumping from soft and tender to eager and hasty. His balls tightened and his shaft pulsed, he could feel the deep orgasmic rush deep inside, begging to escape.

With every lick, every kiss, every suck, he was drawn closer to the edge, pushed higher up the mountain of pleasure. He stood firm, blindfolded to the angelic pleasures before him, only able to imagine the gorgeous sorority women’s bodies practically falling over each other to please him.

FUCK. He thought. He was rapidly approaching the point of no return.

He felt his hips buck and his leg muscles tighten, his ass clench and mind go clear; he was seconds away. He could feel the white hot intensity of his orgasm rush up the length of his long brown cock.

Suddenly and with a hefty manly groan, he came a huge load into an unknown, yet eagerly awaiting mouth.

Some hands pushed him forward as the mouth latched on, sliding down quick, taking his meaty cock all the way in, down the ladies tight throat, his cumshot shooting down her naughty little hole.

He bucked and shook, the sensation almost too much. Before long he became overly sensitive and every lick became a synaptic explosion.

Almost sensing this, the loving lips of the lady released, kissing the tip in a final goodbye. Two ladies held Davis’ arms firm as he jostled, his dick still lightly leaking.

After a few minutes, as his dick grew limp and the hum of vibrators toned down, he felt his trousers being lifted, his cock tucked snuggly back into his underwear as the satin blindfold was removed.

Now, as before, the ladies sat silently on the steps, clothed once more, no hair out of place. Sally adjusted her glasses and smiled at Officer Davis brightly;

“You get three guesses, begin whenever you’re ready.”

Tossing out an instinctual guess Davis pointed to a woman on the far left, her breasts heavy and frame thicker than most. With a collective giggle the girls shook their heads in disapproval; the answer was no.

“That’s one.” Sue said coyly.

Davis thought for a moment and saw Piper sucking on a lollipop, astutely he wondered if this was to remove the flavour of his big load from her mouth. With an accusatory finger he pointed at her.

As if repeating itself, the girls all giggled and shook their head from left to right. Two guesses gone to the wind.

“One more.” Sally teased, fluffing her hair.

Now was the make or break. If he guessed right, he’d have his perp and be the victor of their little game. If he didn’t, he’d walk as was the deal. Although he cared little for the details of the drug possession he did wish to know, longed to understand who of these women had given him the blowjob of his life. Who of these ladies was angelic in appearance but devilish with cock.

He eyed Sally, who stared at him intensely almost goading him to choose her. But was it a red herring? Was it a false choice or, equally likely, was she so confident in herself that she sat at the front, right under his very nose?

Davis could feel the beads of sweat on his head, his cock pulsing in his jeans. He needed to know, he must find out!

With a definitive finger he pointed it squarely at Sally. The room fell silent. He looked from girl to girl, up and down and all around. The suspense killing him. Before long, the air was filled with a giggle their heads shaking no once more.

“That’s three.” Sally said happily, clapping her dainty hands together.

“What?! No! Who was it?” Davis yelled, almost belligerent.

“That’s not for you to know. You lost. If you want to play again, make sure to pop by next Christmas.” Called Piper.

Two girls sprang up from the staircase and room Davis by the arm, walking him to the door, Ramirez waiting beside it. Placing his cap on his head he scratched his forehead in confusion, the question would plague him from now until eternity.

Offhandedly he flicked his head up at Ramírez signalling it was time to go, with a smile he nodded toward the sorority sisters and left into the street.

Ramirez did the same, her smile wider than his. The girls giggled at her before departing their separate ways as a single drop of cum adorned Ramirez’s white teeth.

Thanks for reading!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays.

When i think about this it almost seems crazy that we actually did that. We were both around 19-20 and so we were just pretty much horny all the time. She was my first GF and was a 4'11 vietnamese girl from my same highschool.

One evening we were in her neighborhood and she was showing me around. We climb onto a playground slide thing and i remember i take her tube top and slide it over her breasts and right there in the open are her breasts exposed to the entire world. I jsut get so horny and tell her hey lets do it - but she is wearing pants so she is like how?

So i tell her - oh you can take my martia larts jacket and wrap it around like a skirt.

She ends up doing that and sits ontop of me while im on the playground bench. There isn't anyone in the playground and its dusk.

Once my dick goes into her she starts moving uncontrollably. I have to be careful that i dont come in her but then i hear a group of teens from the neighborhood start to walk past. They are laughing...and joking with themselves...my reaction is to try to get my GF to stop moving. I don't think she would have stopped if i didnt shove her down onto me and keep her from riding me.

The teens that went by must have known what we were doing and were watching.

once they were out of view she resumed and i blew my load into the back of my jacket between her legs!

had to wash that thing twice to get the stains out!!!! it was crystal white

but yea - with that GF we did it everyone - it was crazy

I’ve been on a hookup app called 3F for about 2 weeks now, and I’ve gotten so much attention on there. A lot of the guys send me pics of their cocks and not many of them are impressive. In my bio, I say that I want a HUGE cock to suck and fuck. After weeks of looking, I finally found one! So I invited him over to my house and we got right down to it. I sucked him off so good, deepthroating it and made it real sloppy. He returned the favor by fucking me so good and I felt every inch of his hard cock in my pussy. He told me he was about to cum, so I got down on my knees and made him cum on my face and tits. I loved it so much

Joshua Adams… Could there be a more perfect example of a male specimen?

Brains? About to graduate valedictorian, so check.

Body? Captain of the wrestling team, hubba hubba.

Girlfriend? Nope, ready for the picking.

I’ve had my eye on Joshua since he started 10th grade here as a transplant from Idaho. Much to my dismay, he hasn’t had his eyes on me, or anyone else. Oh don’t get me wrong, we’ve become good friends. He’s just so convinced that if he even shows a small interest in anyone he is going to burn in hell. The product of a super religious upbringing.

But that ends today. We’ve got three weeks left until summer break and we both head off to college. We are both eighteen, and I’m going to make sure he’s a consenting adult because I sure as hell will be.

I’m sitting on the bleachers waiting for him to finish getting cleaned up after his last match. We are supposed to grab some food after school together after all.

The gym has cleared out, it’s just me, and soon to be him. I heard the door open at the far end coming from the locker rooms. My eyes darted to them, and there he was, freshly showered, looking all handsome, and most importantly alone.

He approached and I stood from my seat.

“Where are we going Steph?” he asked as he approached.

“I was thinking sushi,” I said with a smile on my face. Knowing he wouldn’t touch sushi with a ten-foot pole.

“Eeew! You know I don’t do sushi. How about burgers at Burger Barn?” he responded. Reaching over to grab my backpack from its resting place.

“Nope, it’s my turn to pick, and I pick sushi!” I declared with a triumphant smile.

“Them there is fighting words, my lady,” he said with an equal smile.

Yes! Exactly what I expected him to say. Oh, Joshua, I know you so well.

“Tell you what, you wrestle me for it. If you can pin me for 5 seconds, you get to pick where we go. If I can pin you, I get to pick,” I started to say.

“Oh that would be too easy, you wouldn’t stand a chance!” he interrupted.

“I didn’t finish,” I said sternly. “When I win, since I am shorter, lighter, and obviously not your match, you have to do whatever I want for the next thirty minutes. You cannot say no. Your word is your bond. If I ask you to murder someone, you have to do it. You know God doesn’t tolerate liars.” I said in a tone that left no doubt I expected to win.

“Wow Steph, that’s pretty serious,” he said taking a step back from me and giving me a firm stare.

“And I am serious about wanting Sushi today,” I quipped back.

“Very well, but no cheating. None of that tickling crap you always try. No pinching, no biting. Fair and honest,” he said reaching out his hand to shake.

I took his hand in mine and gave it a shake. “Agreed, but you have to uphold your end as well. If I win, I get ANYTHING I WANT for 30 minutes, even if it means you burn in hell for eternity,” I said.

He squinted his eyes at me. I could tell he was having a moment of hesitation.

“What’s got you so worked up Steph?” he asked.

“Oh nothing, I just know you won’t ever go back on a promise,” I said with a huge grin.

“Ok, well no matter, this is going to be over in five seconds flat,” he said.

There weren’t any mats left out, so we just moved to the center of the basketball court.

“Ready? I’ll count to three,” he said.

I nodded and he began counting. As soon as he hit one he lunged forward in an obvious attempt to tackle me to the ground. It was exactly what I was expecting. I wasn’t a wrestler, but I had been watching his matches for years now, and I had been practicing for this moment for weeks.

I quickly sidestepped out of his reach. His forward momentum kept him from being able to correct quickly. My right leg came out and caught his ankle just enough to trip him. As he fell to the ground I rushed forward positioning myself above his shoulders. He tried to roll, but I expected it and he fell directly into position for me to wrap my legs around his neck. Quickly I locked my ankles and positioned my upper body mass on top of his right arm.

He tried to bring his left arm up to break my hold, but I just squeezed tighter.

“Yield!” I screamed.

“One,” I yelled out as he struggled to push my thighs apart with his hand.

“Two,” I grunted as he was trying to use his strength to free his right arm.

“Three,” came out with a gasp as I used every last ounce of strength to hold him.

I wasn’t going to make it to five, he was too strong, I needed a distraction.

“Bet you wish I was naked so you could smell my pussy in your face!” I shouted at him.

That did it, for just a moment his fight subsided.

“Five! I win!” I proclaimed triumphantly.

He in turn patted my leg to let him up, but I didn’t.

“Oh, no mister! A promise is a promise,” I declared.

Before he could react I used my left hand to pull his sweatpants and boxers down in one swift motion, and my right to grab his cock and guide it to my mouth. It wasn’t the easiest position to achieve, I had to keep my legs locked around his neck and get myself on top of him enough to reach him, but I knew if I let him go, this would all be over too soon.

My only hope here was to get his lower brain to take over before his big brain could react. Cock sucking isn’t exactly my forte, but I was pretty sure I had seen enough videos and practiced on my dildo enough that I would at least rock his virgin world.

I sucked his flaccid penis into my mouth and quickly began to wrap it with my tongue.

“Steph!” he blurted out.

“What the hell!” came out with a gasp.

I sucked him hard and circled the tip with my tongue.

His left hand pushed at my legs around his neck, but his cock was also quickly growing hard in my mouth.

“Steph, what are you doing, this is a sin!” he cried out.

My left hand found his balls and I began to stroke them as my head began to bob on his shaft.

His right hand stopped struggling beneath me and I took the decrease in resistance and shifted to give me a bit better access.

His cock now rock hard was six maybe seven inches, and tears weld up in my eyes as I guided it into my throat.

A moan escaped his lips, and his left hand began to give up the fight.

I held him deep in my throat while my hand stroked his balls as long as I could, then I pulled back to catch my breath.

“Steph, you’re going to make me pee!” he exclaimed as he resumed his struggle. I quickly tightened my legs and put my weight back onto his right arm to keep him from using it to push me off.

I focused on the tip of his cock, flicking my tongue across the sensitive underside. My right hand stroked the part of the shaft not in my mouth, and the left gave his balls a gentle tug.

“Steph I am serious! I can’t hold it,” he cried into my thigh.

Then I felt his tense as his cock twitched sending stream after stream into my mouth.

I froze for a moment as the first stream hit the back of my throat and caught me by surprise. Then I resumed my sucking and stroking, though a bit more gently.

“Oh Steph, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to, I couldn’t hold it,” he almost sobbed.

“You didn’t pee you idiot, you just came in my mouth, and I rather enjoyed it,” I said in a little more mocking tone than I had intended.

“In fact, I enjoyed it so much, I am going to make you cum again because I still have several minutes left on your promise,” I added before returning my mouth to his shaft and licking the cum that had dribbled down his shaft while I talked.

“Oh my god Steph! This is a sin, you will surely burn in hell for this, and you have made me sin with you,” he anguished.

His protests subsided though as I pulled his balls a little more firmly and squeezed his cock shaft between index and thumb a little more tightly.

I held his cock still in my mouth resting it on my tongue, as I had read the tip can be too sensitive immediately after cumming. I stroked him and massaged him for another couple of minutes, his cock which had softened slightly after cumming was now fully erect again.

As I began to bob my head again, he let a moan escape his lips. His left hand now rested on my leg, it no longer put up any resistance.

I continued to gently stroke his balls with my fingers, while I treated his shaft as my personal lollipop.

Sensing all resistance had faded, I shifted so I was now fully on top of him in a sixty-nine position. I was wearing a pleated knee-length skirt and a G-string. So I was well aware that I had just given him a very good view.

“Umm, Steph…” was all that came out of his mouth.

I wanted to let him ponder the view a moment, so I just kept on working for my second treat of the day. To my delight, it didn’t take long. I wasn’t entirely sure I could get a second round out of him, but I guess he probably had a lot stored up, being a virgin and all. Was he still a virgin? I guess in some ways he was, this was only oral, and many would argue that didn’t fully count.

I felt him begin to tense, and I released his balls and his shaft, delaying his second cumming.

“You know, I’m having a lot of fun here, but what would make it even more fun is if you would put that mouth of yours to work,” I said half teasing.

“Umm, what do you mean?” he asked hesitantly.

“Oh Joshua, my Joshua, so much to learn. First, you use your hand, and pull my panties to the side. Then you use your tongue and you lick my slit. At the front of my slit, you will find a little nub, if you lick that real good, I’ll give you a special reward,” I said, kind of mocking, but also loving.

He hesitated for a few moments too long, but then as I took him back into my hand, he did as I instructed.

I gasped as he gave me a tentative kiss and then a soft lick on the outside.

“There you go, she doesn’t bite, and she tastes good, press your tongue inside and see for yourself,” I said.

“Umm, she?” he asked with a clear hint of confusion.

I took a moment to suck on his cock.

“This here is Sir Tasty, I’m going to name him that, because he is very tasty,” I said matter of factly. “What you are about to taste is my kitty, you can name her whatever you want, as long as you are licking her like a good boy,” I added.

I gave some more attention to his cock, and after another few moments, I felt his head lift as he pressed his tongue into my slit. It was very soft, very slow. I made an effort to moan loudly on his cock allowing the vibrations to transmit to his nerves.

That did the trick and he licked me a little more firmly. At first, he kept his tongue near my opening, darting it in and out, and pressing lightly into my love canal.

“Lick along my slit until you find my clit,” I instructed.

He hesitated for a moment and then his tongue began to slide forward towards my belly.

“There, right there, you feel that with the tip of your tongue? That’s the spot, you want to lick it, suck it, and flick it with your tongue,” I offered as guidance.

He took his time, but I made sure to give him plenty of encouraging moans as he hit the right spot.

With him now actively participating, I went back to work on his shaft. Sucking it down my throat while I massaged his balls.

I went slow, I wanted to edge him for a while. Plus I was starting to really enjoy his tongue and didn’t want that to end.

It didn’t take long for him to reward my efforts though, and he moaned into my pussy as his load shot down my throat. I let his spasms stop and then pulled back a little before I blacked out from lack of oxygen.

I lifted up on my arms and then sat up, straddling his face. To my pleasure he kept his tongue going, and I started to rock myself back and forth helping to direct him.

“That’s it, babe, keep that up and you are going to earn your reward, right there, that’s the spot,” I spoke softly and encouragingly.

“That’s it, right there, faster, don’t stop, I’m so close,” I cried out as his tongue flicked my bean.

He continued, seeming to be invigorated by my encouragement, and seconds later I was sent of the top. My body shaking as my excitement leaked down onto his face.

He hesitated for a long moment, probably unsure if he had done something wrong, but then his tongue returned as he licked the juices dripping from me.

I climbed off his face and turned around straddling his waist, placing his softening cock just below my throbbing pussy. Then I leaned down and began to kiss him, tasting myself on his lips.

He clearly hadn’t been to kissing practice, so I took it slow, sucking his bottom lip as I leaned forward to stroke his hair.

“I’m going to make you a man now,” I whispered to him.

Then I sat up and lowered myself, aligning his cock length-wise under me. I began to slowly rub it back and forth with my wet pussy. His eyes nearly popped out of his head, but he didn’t complain.

It took longer than I had wanted, but I guess that’s cause I had drained him pretty good, but he finally came back to attention. Then without warning, as I slid forward and the tip reached my opening I reached down and lifted him up so he would enter me.

He moaned loudly as I slid in all the way inside me. My god that cock felt good. Just the right size.

“Oh Joshua, that feels so good, do you feel how tightly I wrap around your cock? It’s like God made us the perfect size for each other,” I said.

He nodded his head but gave no verbal response, his eyes fixated on the spot where our bodies had joined.

Slowly I began to lift myself up and then slide back down on him. Giving him a moment to acclimate to the new sensations. His hands seemed lost as to what to do, constantly shifting between the ground, my knees, and his chest. So I took them gently in mine and brought them to my breasts, leaning forward so he could reach them.

I balanced on my own hands as I began to grind myself against him. Feeling his length slide in and out of me as I did so. I moaned, and he moaned.

I worked our bodies, trying not to go too fast, but fast enough that I was able to enjoy it as well.

“I’m, I’m going to cum again,” he blurted out.

“Not yet, please not yet, I am so close,” I begged.

I sat up straighter and grabbed his hands which while holding my breasts were taking no other action and squeezed, encouraging him to squeeze them.

He did so and I rocked back and forth on him, feeling his shaft rub me deeply.

“Oh baby, you’re going to make me cum too, I’m so close, don’t stop,” I begged again, although I was in control, so stopping wasn’t much of an option for him.

“I can’t,” he blurted out as I felt his cock begin to spasm inside me.

I slammed down onto him feeling him as deep as I could, and it was just enough, the twitching inside me hitting just right and sending me over the edge. My body squeezed his over and over as we both cried out in ecstasy.

I collapsed onto him as his cock slipped delicately from my body. His arms wrapped around me, and he wept.

I caught my breath for a moment and then lifted up to look into his eyes.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“You have brought me to sin, you have violated the Lord’s word, and we are surely going to be struck down for this,” he said between sobs.

I sat up and scooted forward onto his belly, then took his face in both hands.

“Listen to me, Joshua. You have done nothing wrong. You can blame me if you want, I made you do it, and I don’t regret it at all. I have wanted you from the moment we met, and I am glad I got to finally have you. I’m in love with you silly man, I have been, and you have been too wrapped up in what you think is right and wrong to notice. God hasn’t struck you down, God hasn’t ever struck anyone down. This whole school is filled with non-virgins and we are still walking around alive and healthy. I don’t want to disrespect you, but it’s time you saw the truth. I love you, I wanted you, and I want you again and again. I hope you will open your eyes and want me to.” I nearly shouted at him.

Then I stood up and walked out of the gym.

I didn’t hear from him once that weekend, which was highly unusual. But I left him to be. I knew I had probably gone too far. But I worried that it was now or never. He would get to college and someone else would steal his heart.

Monday morning came and I dreaded heading to school. My dread deepened when he wasn’t there. The day went and nothing. I texted him, and he didn’t read it. I knew deep down I had lost him.

It was just after dinner that evening when the doorbell rang. My dad opened it and called for me. I rushed to the door, and much to my relief he was there. He had a duffle bag and looked exhausted.

“Can we talk?”, he asked motioning for me to come out onto the porch.

I did so and pulled the door behind me. I expected him to tell me he was leaving for good.

“My parents, I talked to them about my feelings for you, they told me I was bad to have such feelings for you, and that I needed to make a choice between you and the Lord,” he said, saddens dripping from his words.

Tears formed in the corners of my eyes, knowing what his choice would be, knowing this would be the last I ever saw him, all because I couldn’t wait.

“I chose you Steph,” he said flatly.

I couldn’t believe my ears.

“You, you chose me?” I said as tears flowed from my eyes.

“Yes, how could I not, you have shown me more love than anyone ever has in my life. If that isn’t what God wants, then God isn’t right,” he said with more conviction than I am used to from him.

My arms flew around him and our lips met. I hugged him with every ounce of strength I had. I was never going to let go.

He broke our kiss, and gently pushed me back. I looked at him in protest, but he spoke.

“My parents, they kicked me out, they told me that if I chose you, I would no longer be their son. They took my phone and everything I had, except this bag of clothes,” he whispered, a little desperation now in his tone.

“They what!”, I shouted.

…

My parents were kind enough to let him stay with us. We had separate rooms, but they were under no illusions. As they always said, they would rather I be safe than sneaking around to do something I was going to do anyway.

We are in our first your of college and sharing an apartment. Life is pretty good, and I haven’t regretted my actions ever again. Joshua has started to realize the world his parents fed him wasn’t everything they said, and life has a lot more to offer than he originally believed.

The house glowed with the soft twinkle of Christmas lights, but inside, warmth was reserved for those who had earned it. She sat on the couch like a queen on her throne, her velvet red dress clinging to her body in all the right places. Her lips curled into a smirk as she gazed at the pathetic figure kneeling before her.

The cuck was trembling, his hands clasped tightly in his lap, his eyes darting between her and the Alpha seated beside her. The Alpha, with his powerful build and relaxed demeanor, radiated a smug authority. He swirled a glass of whiskey lazily in one hand, the other resting possessively on her thigh.

She let the silence stretch, savoring the cuck’s discomfort. Finally, she spoke, her voice dripping with saccharine disdain.

“You know,” she began, her eyes glinting like ice, “it’s Christmas. A time for giving. And this year, Alpha and I wanted to give you something truly special. Something from both of us.”

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The cuck’s face brightened ever so slightly, his pathetic hope lighting up the way only someone so small could muster. He’d spent months bending over backward for them—driving them to every event, footing every bill, handling every menial task they couldn’t be bothered with. His existence was one of servitude, and this moment felt like his reward.

Alpha let out a low chuckle, a sound that seemed to roll through the room like thunder. “You’ve been such a good little worker, haven’t you?” he said, his tone mocking. “Always running yourself ragged, all for us.” He took a sip of his whiskey. “Pathetic.”

She rose from her seat, the movement graceful and deliberate. Her heels clicked against the hardwood floor as she walked over to the mantle, where a small box sat waiting. It was wrapped in gleaming gold paper with a crimson bow, its presentation immaculate.

She turned, holding the box in both hands, and walked back to the cuck. His eyes followed her every step, his body taut with anticipation.

“This,” she said, her smile widening into something sharper, “is for you. A special gift. From Alpha and me.”

She held the box out to him. His hands shook as he took it, as though he were holding the most precious thing in the world. Slowly, almost reverently, he began unwrapping it. The paper fell away, revealing a plain box. He opened it, his breath catching in his throat.

The room fell deathly silent.

Inside was a condom. Used. Tied at the top, still glistening with its contents.

She laughed, a cruel, melodic sound that pierced through his stunned silence. The Alpha joined in, his deep, mocking chuckle making the cuck flinch.

“You don’t look very grateful,” she said, her tone turning cold. “Do you even realize what this is? This isn’t just any condom. It’s ours. Straight from our bedroom.” She leaned down, her voice softening into something even more cruel. “Do you remember all those nights you spent outside our door, on your knees, listening? Wishing you could be part of something you’ll never have? Well, here it is. The closest you’ll ever get.”

The cuck’s lips quivered as though he wanted to speak, but she cut him off with a sharp laugh.

“Look at you,” she sneered. “You can’t even manage a ‘thank you.’ Do you know what it took to give you this? You’re always thinking about what’s inside. You should be thinking about what this condom has been inside—me!”

Alpha leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his dark eyes gleaming with amusement. “You should be on your knees thanking us for this, you pathetic little worm,” he said. “This is worth more than anything you’ve ever bought us. Designer clothes? Jewelry? Those are just trinkets. This? This is us.”

She stepped closer, holding the box just out of reach. “Open wide,” she commanded, her tone brooking no argument.

The cuck hesitated, his face a mask of humiliation and dread. She snapped her fingers. “Now.”

His mouth opened, trembling. She reached into the box, plucking out the condom with her fingers, and held it above him. Slowly, deliberately, she tilted it, letting its contents spill into his open mouth.

The silence was broken only by the soft, wet sound of his degradation.

When it was done, she stepped back, her hands on her hips. “Good boy,” she said, her voice dripping with mockery. “Now, smile. Show me that beta grin.”

The cuck obeyed, baring his teeth in a weak, trembling smile, his face burning with shame.

Alpha leaned back in his chair, his laughter echoing through the room. “Merry Christmas, cuck,” he said, raising his glass in a mock toast.

She returned to her seat beside Alpha, curling into his side as he wrapped an arm around her. The cuck remained on the floor, a silent, humiliated reminder of their power and his place beneath them.

This was the true spirit of giving—reminding him of the depths of his worthlessness, wrapped up in the cruelest of gifts.

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I leaned against the wall, talking with friends and nursing my drink as I watched the crowd. It was a mixed bunch tonight. I could feel the energy in the room, the anticipation. I loved these nights, where anything could happen.

That's when I saw her. She was maybe 45 and new to the scene, that much was clear. She had that deer-in-the-headlights look, but there was something else there too. A curiosity, a hunger. She was wearing a dress that hugged her curves, a pair of red heels and an ankle bracelet, but it was her eyes that really drew me in. They were wide and eager, taking in everything around her.

I watched as she made her way through the crowd, her heels clicking against the floor. She was trying to look confident, but I could see the nervousness in her steps. She was out of her element, but she was trying to hide it. I found it endearing.

As she passed by a scene where a man was flogging a woman against a St. Andrew's Cross, she couldn't look away. Her eyes were glued to the scene, her lips slightly parted. I could see the rise and fall of her chest, the way her breath hitched. She was turned on, that much was clear.

I decided to make my move. I stepped up behind her, close enough that she could feel my presence but not quite touching her. I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear, I whispered "Having fun?" I asked.

She jumped, startled. She turned to look at me, her eyes wide. I gave her a small smile, trying to put her at ease. I asked her if it was her first time. She nodded, her eyes darting around the room before landing back on me. I asked her if she was playing tonight or here to watch.

She looked confused as she asked me what I meant by play. I chuckled. "It really is your first time at any of this, isn't it?" I said.

She nodded again, and I asked what she was looking for. She shrugged, her eyes looking away from mine. She muttered out, "I don't know" looking at everything happening in the room.

I asked if she cared that I guessed her intentions.

She nodded. I stepped closer to her, my lips brushing against her ear again. "You want to lose control. You want someone to take you. To do to you whatever they want. You don't care about pain, but you don't want to think. You just want to be. You want to let go. Just let go, and give it away to someone else."

She shivered, her eyes closing. I could see the goosebumps on her arms, the way her breath hitched. I knew I had her. I asked her if I was right, looking into her eyes. She nodded slightly. I grabbed her hand softly and said "let's go.

I led her through the crowd and up the stairs, to one of the private rooms. I could feel her nervousness, her excitement, almost pushing me. I could feel my own heart racing, the anticipation building.

As we entered the room, I turned to her. I asked what her name is. She stammered, her eyes looking away from mine. I asked again, my voice firmer this time. She looked back at me, her eyes meeting mine. "Kate" she said. I grinned. "You can call me Sir. That's all you need to know."

I could see the nervousness in her eyes, but also the excitement. I knew she was mine for the night.

I told gave her a brief overview of the rules. Yes and Red. Red means stop, it's easy to get out. Yes, well, pretty self explanatory. I asked her if she had any questions. She shook her head no. I grabbed her wrist and yanked her forward, pushing her over the bench in the middle of the room.

she stammered to ask what was I was going to do, looking over her shoulder at me. I looked down at her with a grin. Instructed her that Yes and Red were the only things allowed. But I obliged her since she was new.

I went to touch and she nodded yes, then I rubbed my hands up and down her body. I told her, I saw how she wanted to be used, and how she locked onto the woman getting pile-driven in the corner. And how she looked hungry for the same.

I yanked her dress up over her ass, revealing her smooth, firm cheeks. I rubbed my hand over them, feeling her shiver. I leaned down brushing my lips against her ear, I whispered her body is amazing, and I hope she enjoys what I'm about to do to it.

She let out a soft moan, her body squirming. I chuckled, hooking my fingers onto the straps of her underwear and yanking them down to her knees. I pushed her legs apart with my foot, pushed her down onto the bench, her ass sticking out. I rubbed my hand over her cheeks, feeling her shiver. I brought my hand down onto her flesh, the smack echoing through the room.

She cried out, her fingers digging into the edge of the bench. I grinned, bringing my hand down onto her other cheek. I could see her body relaxing, her grip on the bench loosening. You're getting into it now, aren't you?" I asked. "Yes," she whispered.

I brought my hand down hard onto her flesh. "That's yes SIR," I corrected. She cried out, her body jerking up. "Yes. Yes. Sir. Yes Sir," she panted.

I continued to spank her, feeling her body rocking back to meet my strikes. I could see the lust in her eyes, the way her body was responding to me.

As I moved my body to the side for more leverage, my hand slipped off her breast and knocked against her throat. She jerked her head back, gasping.

I got flushed and quickly apologized.. But she grabbed my wrist, pushing my hand back up against her throat. She leaned her head down against it, her eyes looking up at me.

She shook her head yes, looking me in the eyes. I playfully changed my tone and asked her, "oh you want to be choked", tightening my fingers around her neck.

She didn't answer, but she didn't need to. I could see the lust in her eyes, the way her body was responding to me.

I told her softly in her ear to just relax and give in. To let go and surrender as I squeezed harder.

I felt her body go limp, her grip on the bench relaxing. Then something unexpected happened. She picked herself up arching her head back to me, and she whispered, "fuck me".

I grinned. Tell her to repeat what she said, "Fuck me. Please. Please fuck me," she said again. I could see the lust in her eyes, the way her body was responding to me.

I asked her if she was ready. She nodded her head eagerly. "Please! Please fuck me, I'll do anything!" she screamed.

I grinned. I knew she needed this. I knew she lusted for this. "Anything! Please fuck me!" she begged. I looked her deep into her eyes. I whispered in her ear, "you'll have to show me".

She nodded her head eagerly. I took a step forward and she sat upright, her eyes looking up at me. As she reached for my belt and zipper, I restated the rules. She nodded her head, her eyes never leaving mine.

"Good," I said, she took my dick from my jeans, opened her mouth automatically and I thrust in, my shaft making its way through her mouth and down the back of her throat. I could see her eyes bulging out wide, her hands reaching up to push herself away from me. I grabbed her slender wrists and pinned them to the wall above her head.

I looked down at her for verification, she shook her head yes. She whimpered in distress, gagging several times, but she held still. I slowly withdrew my cock from her mouth, watching as large globs of spit fell onto her breasts.

I looked at her inquisitively and she nodded her head slightly.

I grabbed her head with both hands and rammed my cock forward, sinking all the way in with one thrust. I could see her hands flailing around, trying to grab onto something. I held her tightly, feeling her body jerking side to side. Finally, the fight went out of her body and her hands fell to her sides.

I pulled my cock from her throat, she gasped for air and began to smile in enjoyment. She moved her hand to her clit and began to pleasure herself while I fucked her throat a little longer.

I knew the dirty girl was coming out of her shell.

I pulled my cock from her mouth, stood her up, and bent her over the bench. I spread her cheeks and began to eat her out from the back. She hung her head in pleasure moaning and thriving.

I reached over grabbed a handful of hair pulled her back and asked her if she was ready. She screamed out yes.

There was no more shy girl. There was a woman begging to be used. I tapped the head of my cock of her pussy that was sopping wet. I began to tease her by just inserting the head of my cock in. She attempted to push herself back, and I pushed her away saying, "now I get to start over". I pull my cock out and went back to tasting her. I even slipped my fingers in her to explore her senses. She gasped when my finger went in. That's when I knew it was time.

I pulled my fingers out and quickly placed my cock in and dove deep into her. We both exhaled in pleasure..

I reached up and spanked her ass leaving the hand print that claims her as mine for however long this lasts. I grabbed her hips and pounded her for minutes. Before I withdrew myself, picked her up and threw her on a bed.

I put her legs over my arms, folded her up like an accordion and inserted my cock aimed for her stomach. I was so deep she screamed over my shoulder. She kept repeating, "Oh my god", with every stroke.

She yelled out "I'm going to cum". I waited until her body started to tense up before I ripped my cock out and dove my face in between her legs. As I lick and sucked on her clit, she wrapped her legs around my head and held on for the ride.

She shook with orgasm. Grabbing the sheets beside her, whipping her head back and letting out a guttural moan.

When her body let go, I picked up where I left off, except I spun her around put her face in the sheets and brought her ass back to me.

I thrusted my cock in doggystyle, she rose up so I pushed her down and restated who's in control.

She screamed out yes sir. As I load up and pound her deep and hard. I grabbed her hair and ripped her head backwards, punishing her from behind.

I told her I'm going to cum, as I pulled out to cum on her ass she quickly rolled over and opened her mouth. She wasn't quick enough, as the first shot hit her in the chest and the rest she got on her mouth. She sucked the rest out of me like the good girl she was.

We both sat there sweaty and exhausted. She then asked me if she could know my name. I told her, and we talked for a good bit after cleaning up. She sat naked on my lap and wanted to know about me and how I've gotten into the lifestyle.

Come to find out she was married as well, and she had visited the club a week prior but her husband didn't like the environment. For the night she was with me, she told her husband she was with her friends.

We both didn't know we had made a new friend in the game of affairs.

I’ve known my wife’s best friend for almost 20 years now, and I’ve always thought she was hot. Super slim, brunette, short-ish. We’ve all raised kids together and it’s no secret that I flirt with her.

A long time ago, my wife told me that her husband NEVER goes down on her. I didn’t do anything about it but as a man who loves eating a girl out, the idea definitely seared itself into my brain.

A few weeks ago, we had a pool party with the friend, her husband and two other couples. We were watching a movie in the covered area of my yard and everyone was pretty tipsy. She went inside to refresh the drinks and snacks. I volunteered to help.

In the kitchen, I chatted with her and then eventually said “I’m a little drunk. I think I’m gonna grab your ass.” She giggled. So I did. With both hands, pressing her up against the counter from behind. She giggled some more. I decided to risk it. I told her that I wanted her to have a certain kind of fun that I know she never gets to have. Her mouth dropped to the floor and she said she couldn’t believe that my wife told me that. I pointed to the guest bedroom just off the kitchen and grabbed her hand. She hesitated, but I told her they’d never know. She could see how serious I was and she followed.

I laid her down on the bed and kissed her for a second before kissing my way down her body. I took off her bathrobe and bikini bottom and her pussy was soooooo pretty. I wasted no time. She was wet already; just a little… and she tasted incredibly good. After a few minutes, she came so hard that I had to cover her mouth even though the guest bedroom is on the other side of the house. I took out my cock and she stroked it and admitted that it was bigger than her husband’s… but she didn’t want to “cheat”. 😂

I think we both know it’ll happen.

We came back with drinks and a platter and one of the other husbands asked “what were you two up to” and I just looked him dead in the eye and said “we totally just fucked”. She blushed hard but no one caught on at all.

Today.. well not today , this evening on Christmas Eve my boyfriend took our intimacy to a completely different level. We had been abstinent for a while now after my cycle ended, and we just decided to wait until Christmas Eve to finally resume intercourse. This has been anticipated for two weeks and throughout the two weeks I had given him occasional blowjobs, which he loved and enjoyed. In fact told me I was getting better at it . I started to be a little more carefree in the performance, which allowed me to be even better as I’m very timid during sexual acts, pondering my thoughts of “am I’m doing it good? Should I try this? If he enjoying it?”. The Christmas Eve evening was a cold snowy day. I went to work that morning and came home. We had an early dinner and drank on some frozen margaritas and my favorite wine which was a sparkling red he had gotten me on Thanksgiving. I cracked the wine open and allowed the liquid courage to flow through my body. We participated in conversations of life, the future and how the year had went. I was actually drunk for the first time in my life off of wine. Maybe the margarita added an extra flair. We had taken a shower together. I had got my hair and my nails done and received a full Brazilian wax and felt completely refreshed. I slipped on a pink night gown that draped over my breast and ass and tossed onna robe. My cinnamon colored wavy hair fell to the nape of my lower back. I lathered my body in scented oils and we sat together on the bed. He looked at me like he wanted to devour me, and I did want to devour him as well. We begin kissing passionately, and I climbed on top of him and began kissing him while he looked me in my eyes telling me all of the freaky nasty things he wanted to do to me while still being so sweet and telling me that he is in love with me. I asked him if he’d always take care of me and he said yes, I asked if he promised and he said yes then we Began to proceed and I laid back. He then took his fingers in between my legs and in slow circular motions began rubbing on my clitoris which was already wet with my juices he had started up from the earlier foreplay. I couldn’t take it so I pushed him back and allowed him to lay down then started giving him oral. He enjoyed it and I continued to suck every inch of his dick. I stopped a few minutes after to lay back, he the. climbed in between my legs. We shared more sweet, passionate kisses, looking into one another’s eyes, expressing the love we had for one another. He began rubbing the tip of his penis up and down my already wet pussy. Things started to become more intense. I gripped to the back of his braids and his neck and told him I loved him and he began to penetrate me slowly. The penetration over the next two minutes became more and more intense. I lifted my knees to my chest to allow him to come into me deeper. I felt like I could explode. He began to hit my spot in a way that he never did over the last 11 years. His curved thick 6 inch dick started doing some pleasurable damage reaching to my sweet spot. I did zone out and go to a different dimension because I couldn’t believe what he was doing to me. The feeling got so strong. All I could do is look at him And feel the orgasm building up. I told him I was about to come, and he started penetrating me more and touching my spot unfathomably. The next thing I knew tears were rolling down my face, down the sides in streams. I cried and sobbed aloud a big “I love you” and started crying like a baby While he was still penetrating me in the most passionate, loving, gentle yet vigorous way, I clung on to him and brought him close to my body like the world was ending, still crying. He gave me a taste of his sweet saliva and then slurped it out my mouth. I pushed him off slowly and gently and began to slurp all of my juices from the tip to the base of his penis. He tasted so good. Maybe the taste was a mixture of both of us. The next 30 minutes of the session consisted of me riding him while he flung me over to the side of his shoulder so he could get a view of my peachy ass jumping up and down on his dick. reverse cowgirl fucking me and penetrating me doggy style with his thumb in my ass, keeping my cheeks spreaded. He got me in every position that he wanted. He finally got me back in the doggy style position and had my face to the couch and ass in the air. He stroked me in and out until his creamy nut shot all over my pussy and ass. It was a lot. He cleaned me up and we spoke about our experience but it was far from over. He laid me on my back and began kissing my inner thighs. He spoke sweetly to me and asked if I wanted him to please me orally or using his magic hands to swirl all around my clit. His tongue ended up doing the swirling. He began eating my sweet pearl and inserted two fingers in me applying pressure to my spot. He was slurping my clit, licking it, rubbing it, and finger fucking me all at the same time with one hand. He began asking me if I wanted to come yet but I was lost in the pleasure. I said yes and all I remember him saying is “here it comes”. I clung to every pillow surrounding me and his tounge and finger motions got more intense and strong. His whole mouth began to suction my clit and his tounge teased it and flicked back and forth at a speed I didn’t know was possible. He was making me come, I began screaming with no mercy and felt like I was going to explode into a billion pieces, screaming as if I was being murdered, but what he had done to me should’ve been a crime because I’ll forever be attached to him. Even through the screams his suction latched on and he was still fucking my pussy with his fingers and slurping me. He finally released after hearing my cries. It was so amazing I had to ask what he was doing to me. I kissed him and took my juices off of lips and face that was completely covered and told him I never want any other women to experience what he had given me. He replied “no one ever will and he promised”. On this Christmas Eve I experienced the best sex and orgasm of my life with the man of my dreams and future husband. I write this now just 2 hours after with aftershocks running through my body and clit. The memories run through my mind ready for a redo, still unable to believe this was real. Whew. Goodnight. I love that man with all of me. He will be devoured by me, the monster he created.

For the longest time, it’s been my biggest fantasy to be in an MFM threesome, and I’m currently in a love triangle from hell - but I kinda love it. I’m an American living in Australia and two of my Aussie friends who are housemates have the biggest crushes on me.

There have been two instances now where I’ve been intimate with both of them simultaneously and it’s been the hottest thing in the world. The first time, there was no P-in-V, they just both really wanted to go down on me and of course I returned the favor.

However, this most recent time we finally went all the way and I cannot fucking stop thinking about it. One of the guys is much larger than the other, almost comically large, and a bit difficult for me to take. I can’t stop thinking about how he was fucking me while the other one was kissing me and whispering in my ear (in his ridiculously sexy accent) telling me, “Ohhh, you’re doing such a good job. You’re taking him so well, pet.”

They also both went down on me again, and I can’t get the image of both of them between my legs, worshipping me, out of my head. I even suggested they kiss (they’re both bi-curious) and they kissed each other and said it tasted like me. Aaah!

It’s been a couple days now and I find myself blushing and getting immediately flustered when a memory from the other night pops into my head. I’m so excited about the next time I go to their place I can hardly contain it, regardless of how everything ends up shaking out in the end. I just needed to get it off my chest!

A few years back I went on a drinking spree. No sleep just drink.

It was back in the days of craiglist personals, and I shouldn't have been surprised by the response because guys are hornballs in general, but there were a lot of responses. I didn't know how many I'd wind up sucking, so I started arrangements with all of them.

I guess I got caught up in the moment, because I wound up driving all over town through the night and into the next night then day. Starting arrangements with one just before I sucked off another. Setting up another while in route to the next hard and ready dick.

If I had to guess total count I'd say at least 30. Probably more. I lost count with driving around and looking for addresses, as well as the endless emails setting them up.

I just know I didn't eat that night or the next. Mouth full of cock and cum for a couple days I was quite full already. Mostly blue balled married guys, they turned out to be gushers which would often fill my mouth. I'm thinking ½ cup of hot musky man cum on average.

Sometimes just ramming their sitff hard cocks down my throat as they came pumping my throat directly filling my stomach with so much cum.

I can still easily remember the feeling of being full on cum. Can you imagine having a half gallon or more of hot thick cum down your throat? Filling you up? Being on your knees in front of cock after cock? Stroking, sucking, licking and swallowing?

I would gently squeeze their balls and milk them for every drop as I forced them deep down inside my throat, them softening then on to the next.