So this is the only other guy I've fucked apart from my best friend.

About a month after losing my virginity to my best friend, I had found another job (which is the one I am in). To my surprise there was someone I knew, it was a friend's younger brother (he is 18 I am 19) I had met him before and found him kinda cute but he was really shy and wouldn't nearly talk to anyone. It was a surprise to see him there but I was grateful I had someone I knew since I'm not that good at meeting new people. I hung out with him all the time at work and although he wasn't of many words I got kinda close with him.

However I did notice he kept staring at me, didn't really think much of it even though I caught him looking all over my body all the time. After a few weeks I did however start questioning it to myself thinking he was probably into me but as he's shy and isn't really much about expressing himself he can only watch. I kept it to myself even though everything pointed to me being right. I did however try to make him feel comfortable around me, making sure he felt he could trust me, even if he didn't open up.

After much getting to know each other for a month now, I decided to invite him on a "date". I asked him if he would like to go a day after work to the bowling alley or the cinema. He instantly looked shocked and couldn't speak out a word. He kept stuttering until he finally said "sure whenever and whenever you want". Honestly it was cute. We ended up arranging a day to go bowling.

The day came and after work I followed him to his car. Honestly a great experience, a total gentleman he was. He made of me a great passenger princess and once we arrived at the bowling alley he paid for everything we did even though I told him he didn't have to. He beat me on two games even though I came close to him on both. I was really into his kindness and decided to turn this little getaway into a fulm on date. I asked him if he would take me for dinner and he accepted, he instantly knew a restaurant to which he took me and I hugging his arm followed him all the way. It was a great meal, very fancy and he was very well nice to everyone around him.

We finished and got back in his car and I asked him if his sister (my friend) was home, he said yes. It wasn't in my plans so I told him to drive me home and he could come into my house for a bit since my parents were away. We got home and I invited him in, we went straight to watching netflix as I laid my head on his lap and he played with my hair. Honestly I wanted to give him something in return and I knew with how shy he was he wouldn't start anything. I look up at him and we made some sort of cute eye contact. I grabbed his head and pulled him down to kiss me, I felt how relieved he was all of a sudden, I knew he wanted it but wouldn't have made the first move. His hands awkwardly drifted around my body not knowing wether to go to my boobs, waist, thigh. I found it cute and hot at the same time. I stopped kissing him, and sat up straight facing him.

I flashed my boobs at him and he was shocked, looking down at them then back up at my face and like that back and forth like five times. "Go on you can touch" I said, and he slowly drifted his hand up to my boobs, he started getting comfortable and started sucking. I let him undress me and he did so with delicacy, getting me butt naked and laying me down on the couch. I opened my legs up wide and he leaned in. He started with soft kisses on the lips of my pussy and as I felt pleasure put my hand on his head and pushed it down. He started sucking and using his tongue and I kept shaking from the pleasure. He was quite good at it although I was pretty sure he never had got intimate with a girl. I told him to sit back and I pulled down his pants, his dick was hard and although not really big it did turn me on a lot. I instantly put my lips around it and wanted him to have an experience he would never forget. I hit him with the best of my ability. He couldn't hold still as I gave him my best. I wanted him inside me so I avoided making him finish in my mouth though I would've still like it. I took him out of my mouth and laid on the couch while keeping eye contact with him, he got closer and I felt him introducing himself in me. He didn't break eye contact while fucking me, even though he had a weird confused expression probably because he was concentrated but he was doing good. It was a very hot romantic sex and it had me soaking wet. It wasn't long, he came early but as I felt his load shoot in inside of me I grabbed his face and started kissing him while he was still inside me.

I was filled with his cum and it was dripping out once he took his dick out. He got my panties and put them on me. He laid next to me and I finished the film we were watching on netflix while he played with my boobs. He later got dressed and left after some nice hot kisses.

The next day at work we didn't talk much about it except he seemed to trust me more and we didn't talk about my boobs when we were alone, that's one thing he doesn't get too shy about at least when were alone. So I sometimes flash him to make his days, although we haven't done anything again. I have heard rumours of him wanting to declare his love to me and I haven't said anything in case that stops him. Honestly I'd say yes if he does it and maybe he does soon, Valentine's day is coming up, I might have good news.

We are friend. Just friends. And we were waychinf a movie on my bed. He is gay and I am ftm. I had top surgery but not down surgery. And he put his arm around me. And eventualy a was laying on his chest. And he flipped me on top of him. So my pussy was on his cock. And kissed me.

He started to feel me whole body. His hands on my ass. Riding him. He flipped me on my side and her put his hand in my pants. No warning nothing. Very slowly teasing my clit. He put my hand on his cock. And I’m a virgin. I was soaking wet. I started feeling his hard cock. He inbottoned his pants. And he took mine off. We were jerking each other off. I sat on top of him. Both naked. And grinded my clit on his cock.

I took his shaft and slid it between me soaking lips. I slowly sat down and we both gasped. It hurt a bit. It was so much for my virgin pussy. I started riding him. He flipped me over. And pounded me in missionary.

I was screaming. It hurt so good. He kept going and pushing it so deep inside me. He filled me up just right. When he was about to cum. He pulled out. And all of his warm cum landed on my stomach. I slid my fingers trough it and licked it off.

We walk along the street past a number of bars, heading past the bar we started the night in. A few people glance as we pass, perhaps realising that something is going on.

There are still plenty of people around, but I pull you to a stop. I brush your hair back from your face. Reach into a pocket and pull out something lacy and black. I step behind you and lift a satin and lace mask to your eyes and the early hours world disappears from your view as it tie it firmly at the back of your head.

As the darkness enguls your view and my hands drop away from the back of your head, you feel slightly disoriented and isolated. A moment of panic kicks in until a warm hand grasps your wrists under your coat again. Gentle pressure from the hand on your wrists starts you blindly walking along the busy night street.

You are very carefully directed for 5 minutes through the streets, around corners and up ramps. It feels like a lot longer inside the eye mask, but suddenly there is a whosh as doors slide open in front of you. Despite being a fair night a blast of hot air hits you from inside the building.

You step onto the bristles of a foot mat inside the door and then off onto smooth, hard floors. Your heels click on the floor as you are directed forward, then left followed by a right and brought to a stop. Your wrists are dropped and you hear a step and then what sounds like an elevator button being pressed.

As you stand waiting, eyes covered, you can hear the occasional quiet voice. You hear the doors slide and the sound of another pair of heels on the hard floor. The bell of the elevator dings and you are directed forward into the small box. The clicking heels draw near, but you hear and feel the doors close and there is a jerk as the car makes its way higher in the building.

You are turned around to face the doors and. feel your jacket pulled from your shoulders. A click and a tug at your throat tells you that you've been attached to a leash. The one button on your dress at the nape of neck is undone. Your wrists are unfastened and you feel your dress being slipped from your shoulders, down your arms, baring your tits, slowly down past your stomach. The dress clings to your hips as your wrists are pulled back around behind you and clipped together.

As the elevator pings it's arrival at its destination you feel your dress tugged down off your hips to settle at your ankles. The leash at your throat pulls you forward into the corridor leaving your dress behind.

The leash pulls you out the elevator and along the corridor. Cool air brushes over your naked body. The carpet in the hall silences the steps of your boots. A tug on the leash brings you to a sharp stop. There is a click of an electronic door lock and a door being opened. The leash pulls you sideways and you turn to go in the direction it's pulling and towards where you heard the door being opened.

You are drawn through the doorway, a few steps along a short corridor and into a room. You are turned so that your back is against the wall and the leash is pulled up behind your head. You hear the rattle of chain against metal as the leash is attached to something behind you. Your wrists are unclipped from behind you and raised above your head and clipped to something that keeps your arms high above you. You know you are only a few steps into the room, but you can't decide if the door was closed behind you or not....

Standing naked, arms pinned and blindfolded, you realise that no one has spoken in a while, you have no idea what is going to happen next and it's making you incredibly horny. In the silence of the room you can feel and hear your heart pounding in your chest with excitement.

Suddenly you can feel fingers running their tips down one shackled arm from your wrist to your armpit. The fingers graze the side and underneath of one of your breasts before sliding around your side and up between your shoulder blades. You feel hot breath hovering by one very hard nipple and as the fingers zig zag their way down your back the tip of a tongue flicks out and around the nipple. You draw a ragged breath in as teeth follow the tongue and gentle pinch the tip, pulling it forward, tongue swirling over the flesh inside the mouth. The fingers teaching their way down your back has become a hand tightly grasping your butt, pulling you up into your tip toes.

The teeth and hand let go of you leaving you hanging breathing deeply. Two hands slide over your chest from your shoulders, stopping to circle and squeeze your breasts. You're enjoying the sensation, but there's something not quite right. The hands don't feel quite right.... It takes a moment distracted by the massaging you're getting before you realise that the thumbs stroking the sides of your tits are on the outside of your breasts and, actually, they are slightly different sizes and textures. It takes a moment again to realise the enormity of this. You feel yourself flush from the top of your head to the tip of your toes which is quickly replaced by goosebumps all over your body when two hands grasp your butt without first letting go of your tits. Two pairs of men's hands are relentlessly grasping, squeezing and teasing your bare body. You shudder and feel yourself getting wetter as the hand on either side of you brush down your body to your thighs avoiding your smooth pussy. The hands find the zips at the top of your boots and work their way down them. One foot is lifted and the boot pulled off. The same motion is repeated for your other leg. The restraints are holding you up on your toes now that you don't have the benefit of the 3" heels of your boots. You hear a jingle as something is moved and you feel the hands strapping cuffs around your ankles. You realise that having had your ankles cuffed you can't now move them apart or closer together. A bar is strapped between your legs holding your legs spread apart.Your legs are still being spread when you feel a tongue suddenly dance over your pussy lips to flick at your pulsing clit.

You can't quite believe that you are standing up, legs spread on your tip toes, a tongue lapping at the juices practically running from your pussy. A mouth attaches itself to each of your hard nipples. Sucking, pulling and licking is happening to your most sensitive areas at the same time. You groan, head rolling back, all your weight hanging from your wrists, but the discomfort in your arms is barely noticeable as you cum. There is a very feminine moan as your cum flows out onto the mouth of the person between your thighs and you gasp, coming harder at the realisation that you are being tongue fucked by an unknown girl.

Your cum trickling down your thigh, and who knows where else, you hang limply in your restraints. The girl between your legs, sadly, seems to have gone and the hands on your body have stopped exploring. You start to hear the sounds of zippers and fabric moving over body. The sound of belt buckles being undone and dropping to the floor comes to you.

You hear a girl's voice say "mmm Yum. For me? I couldn't possibly! oh go on! if you insist." "I do insist" a man's voice replies. You recognise the slurp and sucking of a cock fucking a mouth. The sounds have got your attention and you look up, head tipped to listen to the sounds of oral sex happening somewhere in the room. A voice whispers in your ear, surprisingly close to you.

"I bet you wish that was your throat being fucked don't you. Dirty slut like you is probably wishing that you had both of our cocks to suck on."

You nod vigorously in reply, still trying to listen to the lip smacking and tongue flicking that cock is getting.

The leash at your neck loosens and it drops to hang coldly between your naked breasts making your nipples tighten into little hard bullets. A snap and your hands come free from the wall above you, letting you drop down onto flat feet. You consider lowering your arms but decide to keep them above your head. A hand grasps the chain between the hand cuffs and pulls your hands pushing them into your crotch. The wetness if your pussy immediately transferring to your palms and fingers. You can't help but press your fingers into your hot welcoming pussy. Your juices coating your fingers and dribbling out into your hand. You pull your fingers out and start to press them back in again when the flat of a hand strikes your cheek sharply.

"Slut! Take your fingers out! You may only please yourself when you are told you may!"

Arms behind your back and under your spread legs, lifting you bodily off the ground. You feel yourself carried a short distance and suddenly unceremoniously dropped. Your heart is in your mouth for the fraction of a second for which you are falling, not knowing what will happen when you land. Relief flushes through you, almost orgasmically, as you land face up on a firm mattress only a few inches from the height you were dropped.

The hands grasp a shoulder and hip flipping you roughly onto your front. The leash pulls tight at your throat.

"On your hands and knees. Face this way!"

You comply with the command struggling onto your knees with your ankles held apart by the spreader bar and your wrists chained together.

The leash is tugged and you shuffle forward, your butt high in the air, pussy and arse hole wide open from being spread by the bar and only being able to lean easily on your elbows.

"Open your mouth" comes the next barked command. Even if you wanted to you couldn't disobey. The leash pulls your open mouth down over a hard cock, pressing it into your willing mouth and down your welcoming throat. You gag slightly as the cock first presses past your uvula, but control it, savouring the sweetness of the already sticky cock. The smooth shaved length of cock slowly withdraws from your mouth leaving you, open mouthed, waiting for more.

"You are a good little cock sucking slut aren't you!?" a voice above you exclaims. The leash tightens and the cock is pulled and pushed into your mouth again. This time the cock is pulled out far quicker and you find yourself having your throat fucked hard and fast by this smooth hard unknown cock.

The sound of your own grunting and slurping as the cock fucks your mouth blocks out any other sounds you might hear in the room. You gasp with surprise when the bed shifts slightly and you feel the girl's tongue lapping at your pussy once again. Her lips sucking at your lips. Her teeth nibbling at your clit. Tongue buried deep in your pussy one moment and then teasing your butt.

Fingers replace the mouth. One, two and then three fingers fucking hard in and out of your dripping wet cunt in time to the cock in your mouth. The thumb of the hand at your pussy is circling your butt hole as the fingers fuck you. Your juices are flowing over the fingers and hand up between your butt cheeks. You gasp again and groan around the cock embedded in your throat. The thumb is in your ass. Fucking your butt as the fingers fuck your pussy. The sticky fingers and thumb slip out of your holes leaving you feeling​ a little empty. You whimper with disappointment as the cock is withdrawn from your mouth.

Despite the feeling of absence, you breathe deeply recovering in the silence. It seems like an age, kneeling there blind folded. Just as your breathing returns to normal your hands are grasped from either side. The hand cuffs are unsnapped and your arms are pulled side ways, planting you on your face on the bed. A chink of chain and your hands are pulled down to meet and be clicked into attachments you can feel pulling at your ankles. In a blind tripod of your shoulders and knees, you feel a vulnerability you've never felt before. You can't believe how turned on by it you are.

Hands once again bodily pick you up and turn you on the bed. As they put you down you feel warmth alongside your shoulders and it only takes a moment to realise that it is someone's thighs. Your​ hair is grasped from in front of you and your face is pulled around to be planted in a girl's smooth crotch. You can feel the heat and smell her juices coming from her pussy. Her hands turn your head and you feel her shift so that your mouth and her wet pussy meet.

"Eat me!" you hear her say. You hesitate. A few minutes ago was the first time you'd been eaten by a girl and you've never gone down on a girl either.

"I said 'eat me'!" Your head is pulled down hard by your hair. There is no more hesitation as your mouth is pressed firmy into her very wet pussy. The scent of her is intoxicating as you start to lap at her wetness, separating her lips, sucking the juices off each lip in turn, before wrapping your lips around her clit. You nibble, suck and flick your tongue around the girl's clit. Lapping up her juices from her open pussy. Fucking her with your tongue you realise that you can taste cock in her pussy as well as her. You moan to yourself at the thought of licking a well fucked pussy covered in cum. You hear another moan from above you, smiling to yourself with satisfaction that you are doing a good job, you moan some more as you eat this girl's pussy with more energy. Her thighs tighten around you and you feel your own pussy dripping and dribbling down both your legs.

You're so distracted enjoying having your mouth mashed against this girl's wet that you'd almost forgotten that there were other people in the room.

A hand cups your pussy, making you jump at the sudden touch. You are so wet it glides over your smooth skin and 3 fingers vanish into your hole with ease. Slipping back out the fingers circle your butt hole a few times before one finger presses into your right anus. The wet finger easily fucks your butt and you groan at the sensation. The finger is withdrawn from your butt and two fingers fuck your pussy for a few seconds. The freshly soaked fingers once again circle your butt, but this time two fingers are pushed into your hole. The two fingers stretch and fuck your butt making you growl with pleasure. The girl bucks under your face and her thighs tighten around you as you growl makes her cum. With no means of escape you continue to eat her pussy, slurping up her cum as it spills from her.

The fingers stop fucking your butt and you feel weight behind you as a cock is pushed into your pussy. The leash is pulled tight, lifting you away from the girl as the cock slams in and out of your pussy. You gasp for air and in pure lust from the fucking you're receiving as the girl slides out from under you. .

Forgive me as I’m not as good at writing as I used to be.

My brother is a year older than me. It started when we were both really young. I won’t go into details on that because we were minors. But when I was 18(f) and he was 19(m) we would have sex more frequently. He would always initiate it by asking me if I wanted to suck his dick. I’d always act like I didn’t really want to, but I absolutely loved doing it for him. He was the one who taught me how to suck dick better. I remember that day. He was sitting on our bathroom counter stroking his cock and I walked in on him. He didn’t stop and just asked me to come over and put my mouth on it. Of course I did and I felt his thick, hard veiny cock in my mouth. As I started sucking his cock, he told me to use more tongue and make sure not to use my teeth. I remember sticking out my tongue as I had his cock in my mouth and how he was moaning and telling me that I was doing a good job. I let him cum on my tits after. I loved feeling his hot sticky cum on my big tits.

I remember the first day my brother came in my pussy. This was shortly after I sucked his cock. Our dad had left for work and it was about mid afternoon. I was sitting in the living room watching TV while my brother was in his room. I was still in my nightgown. He came out of his room to get food and he sat next to me eating his bowl of cereal. When he was done and came back in the living room, he sat closer to me than before. I didn’t think too much about it as our relationship was pretty close. After a few minutes, he placed his hand on my upper thigh and slowly caressed me. I didn’t stop him because it felt nice to be touched in that way. He slowly moved his hand up my thigh and softly touched my fat pussy through my panties. I let out a soft moan and spread my legs for him. He slid his hand into my panties and started rubbing my little clit and fingering my tight wet pussy. I felt so embarrassed that my brother was making me so wet and so horny. After a few minutes, he asked me if he could fuck me. I said yes, so we went into his room. I took off my clothes and I watched him as he took off his pants. I could see how hard he was through his pants and all I could think about was how amazing it would feel to have him fill up my pussy. He laid down on the bed and motioned for me to get on top of him. As I was straddling him, I grabbed his thick cock and slowly lowered myself onto him. I let out a whimper as I’ve never had a cock this big before. My god it felt amazing. As I began to ride him, he reached up and grabbed my tits and started to play with my nipples. God it felt so good. I started to fuck him faster and harder and after a little while, he pushed me off of him and he spread my legs open and slowly pushed his cock back inside of my pussy. He fucked me so hard that I started crying tears of pure ecstasy. He started to ease up and slowly thrust into me and asked me if he could cum in me. I nodded a yes and he went back to fucking me harder than before. He thrusted his cock as deep as he could and started cumming inside of me. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt to have my own brother cumming in me. When he was done, he helped me clean up and said that we couldn’t tell anyone.

I’m not going to lie, sometimes I miss us fucking. He made a pass at me a few years ago and I kick myself in the ass for saying no.

The club is your fairly typical rock club, darker than a pop music club, music vibrating through the building. The music in this club tends towards heavy rock and goth rather than metal and thrash. Everywhere the club goers are clad in shades of black, red and purple. Leather and lace being a firm favourite material for clothing with PVC being close behind. There are straps, collars, cuffs and leashes all round.

"Give me your jacket." I command. Taking your jacket I pass you back something from my pocket. "Go sort your lipstick out and put these on. I'll see you at the bar."

I step up to the cloakroom window, watching as you glance at the bundle in your hand and start to walk to an area near by with a small shelf under a large well lit mirror where a flowing group of people stop to check their makeup. You find a space to stand in front of the mirror and place the bundle and your purse down on the shelf.

Looking at yourself in the mirror you realise that you are slightly disheveled from where I have held your head in my hands and from fucking your mouth. You lick your lips unconsciously, tasting me on your lips, as you straighten out your hair and put the bright red lipstick you were wearing back on. You wonder just how much lipstick you actually left on my cock in the dark.

You turn to the bundle and realise that it's wrist cuffs and a collar. You aren't surprised given the tone of voice I've been using with you, but you are a little shocked that you're asking you to put them on right here and now. Hesitantly you start to put on one of the wrist cuffs. The cuffs are soft black leather, 2 inches wide with two straps and buckles each. Opposite the buckles is a black metal hoop sewn onto the leather by another firm piece of leather. You know from experience that those hoops and the leather can take the weight of the wearer hanging by their wrists. Each of the buckles has a small padlock that goes through the pin of buckle, preventing anyone from removing them without the key. You are struggling, one handedly, to close the buckles, when a lad appears at your shoulder.

"Do you need a hand? Can I help you with that?"

Looking up at him in the mirror you don't realise that it's one of the 3 guys that were in the previous bar, watching you slip out of your thong at the table. At a glance he seems nice enough and you're grateful of the help.

Holding out your wrist to him you nod and smile a little sheepishly. He quickly closes the buckles and picking up the padlocks locks it onto your wrist. Picking up the second wrist cuff the guy looks it over commenting how good the quality of the build is and they must be very comfortable to be tied up in. Blushing you nod and hold out your bare wrist for him to put it on and lock the buckles.

The collar is made of the same soft leather and is a bit narrower than an inch wide. The collar only has one buckle, but like the cuffs it has a small padlock, gold in colour as opposed to the black of the cuffs. The hoop on the collar, sewn inline to the strip of leather so that it hangs down, is also gold in colour. The guy picks up the collar. "Turn around slave, so that I can put your collar on" he says with a grin. "Yes sir" you reply as you turn so that your back is to him.

You feel him step up behind you and his arms extend over your shoulders to bring the collar around your neck. The collar tightens around your neck and you hear the padlock snap shut.

You feel him step away from you and turn back towards him.

"Damn! That is sexy as fuck! You are gorgeous, but with those collar and cuffs you are just such a horny sight." he blurts out blushing a little "Sorry... hope I haven't embarrassed you... I just couldn't help myself"

You're a little surprised to realise that you aren't embarrassed and grin back at him "No Sir. Thank you for helping me into my collar and cuffs and thank you for the compliment." glancing down at the obvious bulge in his trousers "and thank you for that compliment too. You'll please someone a lot with that tonight."

Without waiting for a reply you pick up your purse and head to meet me at the bar. As you walk you feel a little damp trickle down your thigh from your pussy and groan quietly in pleasure at how wet all of this is making you.

"You managed then? Are you ok?"

"I... had help... a man I don't know offered to put them on me and I let him. He only put the collar and cuffs on and didn't touch me otherwise, but... "

"Go on." I prompt you.

"He paid me a compliment saying I looked very sexy, but hornier in my jewellery. Just looking at me made a large bulge in his trousers and well..."

"Keep going."

"well honestly I am very wet from all of this. It just trickled down my thigh"

I reach down between your legs below the edge of your dress and find a sticky patch on the inside of your thigh. I bring my note sticky fingers up to my mouth and lick your cum off my fingers.

"Mmm well you are a sweet tasting horny slut aren't you. Who was it that helped you? "

You point out the guy back with his two friends now. I notice that one of them is looking in our direction as they chat and laugh.

"Let's have some more drinks, watch the crowds and dance a little shall we and see where the rest of the night takes us."

Taking the drink I hand you you reply with a slightly timid "Yes sir. Thank you sir."

We drink and watch the crowds. Sometimes the crowds watch us when I take you in my arms, grabbing your ass and kiss you. We dance together for a little while. I decide after a while that I've had enough dancing, but let you stay on the dance floor.

Standing off to one side where I can stand my drink on a shelf and watch the dance floor. I watch groups of people dancing around one another. Girls dancing in ones, twos and threes, but always with a few guys orbiting them. It is no different for you. You're dancing, lost in the music, twisting and turning your body in time to the music. Your cuffed hands held up above your head, I'm enjoying the view of your curves, your bare back and your dress just hanging on to the bottom of your ass. I'm not the only one enjoying the show you're giving. I can see a girl eyeing you up enviously as her boyfriend stares at your ass. A couple of guys are "orbiting" around you on the dance floor and I can see the 3 guys standing drinking, watching the dance floor, but especially you. I'm almost certain one of them is taking photos.

Suddenly the two guys orbiting you are getting a little over friendly in a none too friendly way. Before I can get across the dance floor two of the guys have carefully inserted themselves. One is gently nudging the two guys away dancing face to face with you and the other, the guy who put on your cuffs and collar, is behind you hands on your hips, body pressed against your back. You are a little surprised by the closeness, but when you see who it is you relax and go back to dancing.

Over the next half hour I watch as these three guys buy you a drink and take it in turns dancing with you. With each gulp of drink, change of song or dance partner I watch your dancing become ever more provocative. Your hands on the guy you're dancing with and his hand on your body too. I'm enjoying the show, but it's 1am and I decide that it is time to move on.

I wander on to the dance floor and start dancing with you. The guy who was dancing bows out gracefully.

"It's time to leave this club" I tell you. You seem a little drunk, but not too far gone. More buzzed than blitzed.

"But I'm enjoying dancing so much. I feel so sexy tonight. I don't want it to stop." you complain.

"It is time to leave the club. I didn't say the night was over. Now go say goodbye to those gentlemen in any way you feel is appropriate." I say clearly in your ear.

Snapping back to sobriety a little you quickly say "Sorry sir. Yes sir. Thank you sir".

We walk off the dance floor towards the three gyys. They look a little sheepish as I walk up as well. You step up to one of the guys, grab his tie and pull him down to give him a passionate kiss. Pulling away you grab the second by the pocket on his trousers and draw him in close to you too kiss him as well. You've left the guy that cuffed you and saved you from the rude men until last. You step in close to him, take one of his hands and place it on one of your breasts. The other you place on your ass. you put one of your hands over the zipper of his trousers and the bulge you find there. You use your other to squeeze his butt and pull him in hard to you before you plant your mouth on his, kissing him deeply. He kisses you back, his hands roughly caressing your butt and tit, enjoying the press of your body and your hot tongue in his mouth.

You pull away after a few seconds of your lustful embrace, your hand lingering on his hard cock in his trousers as you step back. Grinning up at him you turn away, back to me and we move to leave. I shake the hand of the guy who cuffed you, saying thank you for stepping in with the two unpleasant men earlier. As walk away he looks at the piece of paper I've handed him without you seeing.

Having collected our jackets by the entrance, I take something from my jacket pocket. I pull your hands together behind your back and you hear a click as I clip the hoops of the cuffs together. I lift your jacket over your shoulders covering your bound hands. I place a hand under your jacket and grasp the clip, directing you out of the club and back onto the street.

This is quite long, but I hope that you'll stick with the story so far. These stories are usually based on a bit of conversation and role play on chat sites.

All players are 18+ and the might be some exhibitionism as well as some Dom and some group....

Enjoy... I hope...

You've been waiting most of the week since your birthday for your night out. You've had a plan for your outfit in your head since the previous weekend. You wanted to be dressed sexily, even saucily, but not slutty and you were having problems not crossing that line. Options had been a tartan wrap around mini skirt twinned with a white chiffon blouse, a leather mini skirt with a silk vest top, a silk shirt dress or a short black lace dress. In the end you decide on the lace dress. It is backless with lace sleeves and quite short. Teamed with a black jacket it looks very classy and only become apparent how sexy it is when you take your jacket off. You've pulled on your stretch over the knee high heel boots and a tiny pair of lace panties with the dress and feeling very saucy.

You know that I have us booked in for a meal and we intend to go to a few bars and maybe a club later. You're sitting in a bar waiting for me to turn up and I'm late by about 5 minutes already. Sitting at the bar on a high stool, you're feeling a little self conscious as you've noticed quite a few admiring looks from guys and girls. Self-conscious, but also rather enjoying the attention you glance around as a bar man delivers a bottle of proseco and a glass. The bar man pours you a glass saying "This is sent with apologies for being late". He grins at you as you roll your eyes, accepting the glass.

You sit back, crossing your legs, purposefully letting your dress rise up your thigh just a little, enjoying the wine whilst surveying the goings on in the bar.

I end up arriving 15 minutes later from when I have the bottle of proseco delivered to you. The bottle has done the trick of staving off the march of "can I buy you a drink?" advances, but did nothing to stop the admiring, lustful glances and certainly help relax you. The restaurant is only 2 minutes walk away and the booking is 10 minutes off. Before I walk up to the bar and you I do my own lustful glances at you in that little dress and long boots. Watching other people in the bar eyeing you up and you coyly and mischievously playing up to their looks and advances. A shift of your legs here, a tilt of your head there, a flick of your hair or a lustful glances of your own at guys and girls in their Saturday night glad rags.

I walk up to you, slide my hand up the bare skin from the top of your boot, up your thigh to the hem of your dress and up to your sexy arse. I lean in to kiss you and side my hand up your back, under your jacket to find the bare skin of your back, running my finger tips up the knobbles of your exposed spine.

I apologise for my lateness hoping the wine will have softened the blow. You pout at me, folding your arms across your unsupported breasts and favour me with a glimpse of inner thigh as you cross and recross your legs. I'm not the only person in the bar that got to enjoy that motion.

The bar man brings a second glass. We chat, flirt and finish the remains of the bottle of wine before we head out to the restaurant.

The meal passes mostly uneventfully. You take your jacket off, so I get to see your sexy bare back in that figure hugging dress. Once again I'm not the only one enjoying the view. I notice a couple of patrons as well as the staff eyeing you up as you get up from the table to visit the bathroom.

We keep the meal light. Enough to enjoy the food without filling ourselves to the point of lethargy. The bill is paid and we step out into the night once more.

The first bar we go to is very quiet. We walk in straight up to the bar, order our drinks and head straight to a booth that's fairly secluded from view by the rest of the bar. We cozy up, sipping our drinks and chatting. My hand rests on the bare skin of your inner thigh just below the hem of your dress. You slowly open and close your legs, squeezing my hand as you do. You own hand is gripping my inner thigh as well, occasionally sliding down and then back up, each time riding higher until you put your hand on my already firm cock and leave it there, squeezing and rubbing gently. I push my hand up your thigh, raising your dress until my fingers are pressed against your lace covered pussy. Squeezing your legs together around my hand increases the pressure of my fingers on your clit and lips. As I rub my fingers up and down the crease in your panties I feel them get sticky from the juices already oozing out between your lips and through your panties. We kiss deeply and passionately as we stroke each other in the semi private confines of the booth.

Our drinks are finished and you suggest getting more, but I have other plans for us and suggest another bar instead. We straighten ourselves out and head out.

The next bar is definitely busier, bustling, verging on roudy. There are small seperate groups of guys and girls on stag, hen and other celebrations, but there are also a few couples and groups of friends. It takes a few minutes to get drinks at the bar, but not too long and then look for somewhere to perch with our drinks. After a few minutes of looking around a couple with a tall table and 4 high stools, waves us over, offering us the 2 spare stools as long as we don't mind sharing with them. I glance at you and you nod. It's the best we are likely to get with how busy the bar is.

You carefully climb up onto the stool next to the guy and I lift myself into the stool beside the girl. I can't help but glance up the girl's long legs from the very high heels to the very short black leather mini skirt she's wearing, then up over the lace blouse she's wearing seemingly without a bra underneath. I notice out of the corner of my eye that the guy is doing the same to you and repeats the look as you slip off your jacket. The girl notices both of our none too subtle glances and laughing, tells us both off for staring. You blush a little, but grin as you sit up a little straighter, pushing out your tits and fiddling with the hem of your dress. All of these actions caused both the girl, the guy and myself to stare at you enjoying the show you were giving us. Off to one side I could also see a group of guys eyeing up the two girls at the table.

The girl introduces herself and her boyfriend and we all begin chatting around the table. The girl is quite animated in her talking and her bouncing breasts inside her lace blouse are quite distracting. You have your knees crossed and I have my hand on the top knee just at the top of your boot. Your hand is resting on mine. Occasionally you give my hand a tap or squeeze when I get distracted by her body. The girl definitely likes to hold court and every once in a while if I'm not paying her enough attention she grabs or pats my knee much to your amusement at my surprise and occasional embarrassment.

The chatter continues and the drinks disappear. I offer to buy us all drinks. After a few moments of protestations, the couple accept and you offer to go to the bar with the order. The guy offers to come along and help carry drinks back as the bar is now busier even than before.

You slip down off your stool, brush the creases out of your dress, check you have your card and set off to the bar, with the boyfriend in tow. I watch you go enjoying the view of your legs in those boots topped by the tight dress clinging to your behind and baring your back. I'm not the only man in the bar watching you sashay through the crowds. I am little surprised to hear the girl beside me comment.

"Mmm wow. That's quite a dress. She looks damned sexy. totally edible!"

My mouth drops open and then slams shut in surprise as my head swings around to look at her.

She laughs at me loudly, shrugging, "What?! She is sexy. Though she shouldn't wear any panties under that dress. It's making creases where it should be smooth around her cute butt!"

I'm still a little speechless, so she hops off her stool and turning slowly "Look at me... Not a crease in sight! " She runs get hands down her front and turning so her back is to me, runs her hands over her leather clad ass and leaves them there.

Looking over her shoulder at me, "See what I mean? Looks and feels so much sexier!" Laughing again, "Well you certainly seem to enjoy the way I look with no underwear on. "

I gulp and bring my eyes back up to first her breasts and then her face as she turns and climbs back on to her high stool. Swivelling to face me, she looks me in the eye and then down at her lap as she deliberately parts her legs slightly before crossing them. In the light of the bar, I get a glimpse of smooth bare skin all the up into her skirt and back out again.

Up at the bar You and the boyfriend are slowly working your way to the bar. He's standing behind you with a hand resting gently on your shoulder keeping you close, but not too close. A crowd of people come into the bar adding a press of people trying to get to the bar. The boyfriend is pushed up against you. His hand stays on your shoulder, but his other lands on your hip as he steadies himself on you from the sudden push. Crushed together in the crowd at the bar, his hand on your hip, you're very aware of a heat in the small of your back that's growing in temperature and also in size as his cock hardens from the surprise intimate contact between you. His hands don't move from your hip and shoulder. He leans in even closer to talk into your ear over the noise in the bar, to apologise for the bump and check you are OK. You nod back, smiling up at him, putting your hand on top of his at your hip and holding it tight against you.

The crowd at the bar shuffles forward just a little and he stays close behind you. A song comes on that you love. You hesitate for a few moments, but decide to dance along. Your body pressed up to his and your hand still on his at your hip, you start to move to the music. Your butt against his thighs and his trouser covered cock against your bare lower back, you rub up against him, making the heat and hard pressure at your back increase. He leans in to your ear as you dance. "Damn you are sexy! You're loving making me hard aren't you?!" You smile a little, but rather than answer you take his hand off your shoulder and direct it around in front of you, to spot below your firm stomach, but just north of placing his hand on the heat of your pussy and keep dancing now held firmly against him.

The two of you finally make it to the bar itself. While you wait for the attention of someone behind the bar, you turn in his grip to face him. The hand on your stomach gravitates to one butt cheek, while the hand on the hip rises of its own accord up under your arm to come to rest partially on one unrestrained breast. "I'm feeling a little naughty" you hear yourself say "would you care for a cheeky shot of something while we're at the bar? A tequila? or a slippery nipple? or perhaps I can interest you in a quick fuck?" He's looking down at you lustfully and the fingers on your butt begin to sneak under the edge of your dress.

"As much as I'd like a quick fuck, I think it wouldn't mix well with my other drinks tonight. A tequila always makes me happy." he grins.

A bar maid finally comes to serve you. You order two tequila's and then the rest of our order. Handing the boyfriend his shot you offer him the toast of "bottoms up". As you wait for the other drinks both his hands stray to your hips and butt, stroking and squeezing your cheeks, edging your dress up a little so that he can hook his fingers under, brushing the backs of them against your bare skin. Brazenly you reach down between you and wrap your hand around the bulge in his trousers and run your hand up and down it's length. The bar maid returns with the last of the drinks, asking for payment. You give his cock one last squeeze before handing the bar maid your card. Drinks in hand you both zig zag your way back to us.

As you sit down I notice that you're a little flushed and also your dress is higher up your thigh than it was before. Glancing at first the boyfriend and then to the girl and back again, I realise that something has gone on between you two while you were at the bar. The girl seems amused by this and not at all bothered. The conversation has started up where it finished before, but there's a little more sexual tension than before. Bouyed up by the tone of the chatter I decide to bring up the girl's comment about your panties and that dress.

"We couldn't help notice as you went to the bar" I start "that your gorgeous dress and shape is spoilt by the creases caused by your panties"

You look a little surprised by my comment and flush slightly. The girl is bouncing up and down in her seat grinning and nodding. "Your dress would look so much better without them." she helpfully adds.

Invoking a tone I hadn't intended to use until later, I turn directly to you, looking you straight in the eye, I command "Take them off right now and give them to me. I want to see how much better the dress looks without them."

The girl is staring at me, suddenly remarkable still. The boyfriend is sitting there mouth open looking between the two of us wondering what will happen.

You take a big gulp of your drink and placing it on the table you respond with a slightly timid, but clear "yes master."

On your stool you uncross your legs and slide your hands up under the already rising hem of your dress. Your thumbs find the string sides of your lace panties and with a little lift off your butt in the seat, you slip them out from under your dress to the rod of your boots. A little bit of negotiation and you slip them down your boots to your ankles and off. The girl is smiling widely and applauding, drawing some attention, as you hand me your lace thong.

You climb down off your stool and step in to a small space along side the table. Your dress is still rucked up from reaching underneath to take off your thong, so your bare butt is clearly visible hanging out the bottom of your dress. Starting with the arms of the dress, then the body and finally the skirt, you straighten out the fabric all over your body. Once you've smoothed out all the winkles you take 2 or 3 steps away from us and give us a slow pirouette, so we can see how you look now that you've removed your thong. We aren't the only ones watching your little fashion parade. I notice a group of 3 lads are very pointedly watching you. I'm half aware that one of them had his phone in his hand pointed towards you.

"So much better" the girl declares " no creases anywhere! Come here and have your drink now."

You glance at me before coming to sit down and when I nod you return to your stool.

The girl snatches your thong from me. "Let's have a look!" Holding them up and shaking them out. "Oh wow. Quite damp already. Very sexy. I'd definitely wear these if I had nothing else on."

The conversation returns to a one less focused on you, but has a distinctly more sexual tone to it.

We have another round of drinks with the couple, the conversation getting ever more filthy, but I have a plan for the night and it comes time to head to a night club nearby. I thank them for their company and, grinning at the girl, her fashion advice, which sets the her off giggling naughtily. I tell them we're off a near by rock club, which they reply non-commitily that they might come in when they finish their drinks. You look a little surprised by my choice of club, but say nothing.

Our good bye with the couple are a reflection of our conversations in the last half. While I'm shaking hands with the boyfriend, the girl has embraced you which you return. After an initial peck of a kiss on your lips the two of you seem to slip into a deeper, lustful kiss, probing one another's mouths with your tongues. The boyfriend and I stare at your horny encounter, our handshake entirely forgotten. As you break away from each other a few moments later you both look at us standing watching. Grinning and licking her lips the girl simply responds with a shrug and a "What?!" The boyfriend laughs and asks me if he can get a kiss like that too.

I chuckle, "Not from me you don't! But I don't see why we don't both get a kiss like that from the girls!"

Expecting to be laughed at I'm a little surprised when the girlfriend pulls me in, grabs one of my hands and clamps it firmly on her leather clad ass and the other on one of her perky tits, before pulling my head down to kiss me firmly on the lips followed by the same deep lustful kiss we'd witnessed before.

"Oh I see! Like that is it!" I barely hear you say over the blood rushing in my ears and the distraction of my cock hardening against this girl's stomach.

Keeping me close the girl breaks off our kiss and nudges me to look around. You have repeated the same move the girl pulled on me and you are locked in a kiss with the boyfriend. There is one difference between the two kisses. When you placed the boyfriend hand on your backside your dress has risen slightly and his hand rests not on your lace dress covered cheeks, but between your them on bare flesh. His middle finger disappearing under his other fingers and between the soft flesh of your buttocks. I wonder absently where the tip of his finger might be pressed.

My attention is brought back to the girl, when her hand grips my balls and hard cock. Whispering in my ear she says "mmm this feels lovely. I'm looking forward to later."

You finally release the boyfriend looking a little flushed and him looking very pleased with the good bye he just received. You straighten your dress out before we make our exit from the bar.

I take your hand as we walk out of the bar and start walking us to the club. A short distance from the club is a dark doorway set back a little from street. As we move to pass it, I drag you into it's shadows. One arm around you I lift up your dress at the front and find your smooth pussy with the palm of my hand and run my fingers down over your puffy and very wet pussy lips. They spread easily as I press two fingers between them and slide them up to find your clit.

Growling in your ear I say "You are a dirty little slut tonight. Look how wet your pussy is from that stranger pressing his finger in you. Tell me. Did his fingers enter you? Did he fuck his finger in your ass?"

You look up at me, quivering as I rub at your clit and tease the entrance to your pussy. "Yes... I was wet and he said he wanted to fuck my tight ass as he pushed his finger into me."

"What did you say to him?"

"I... I... I told him I wanted a big cock pressed in my ass." you look down as you tell me this.

"Well are you a dirty little slut! Get on your knees and suck my cock like the little cock hungry whore you are!"

Without a moment's hesitation you crouch in front of me, unhook my belt, unbutton and unzip my trousers, find me without shorts, easily releasing my hard cock. You lick your lips and sink your mouth down onto my length, pushing all of me into your mouth and throat.

I groan from the wonderful feeling of your hot mouth around my whole cock. "That's a good slut. Fuck my cock with your mouth."

Slowly you withdraw from my cock and then push back down, your lips touching my shaved balls and chest closest to the bar of my cock. Each pull and push gets faster and I grip onto your hair to keep me upright and sucking my cock. I enjoy the fucking you're giving my cock for about a minute before I pull your head back not letting you go back down again.

"I know what you want! Well you can't have it yet. You cum hungry whore. Put me away and tidy yourself up."

Zipping me back into my trousers, you stand up and straighten your dress. Taking a tissue from your purse you wipe off the smudged lipstick and follow me back onto the street. A few moments later we are walking into the club, you trailing slightly behind as I lead you in by the hand....

This was pre-2020 and everything was consensual l would like to add - her and l agreed on that and her and I are the best people to speak on that subject.

Me, M and her, F had always been flirty back and forth. A dance floor grind here, a kiss there, you know the vibes. We were attracted to each other, it was clear, but she was 10 years older, she had a kid, and a life that needed stability and consistency. Alternatively I was a early 20s bartender with a habit of spending my last dollar on a cheap flight out to whatever destination I could afford and living off protein powder that was luckily never mistaken for drugs by airport security.

It got to a head when the Christmas party rolled around. She had always been a heavy drinker and I only let myself get truly drunk on nights like this and around friends. Believe me when I say that bartenders develop some high tolerance to alcohol. Believe me again when I say I shot past my limit within the first few hours. I still can't drink Blackberry Moonshine, hell, even blackberry jam sends a shiver down my spine. I blacked out.

From there I only remembered a few flashes - like a movie missing 3/4 of its frames. I remember being dragged into her apartment by her and another co-worker. a kiss on my face as the room spinned, clothes being removed, a soft hand wrapping itself around my cock, a whisper in my ear as I lay motionless in the bed, and finally a feeling of release.

I truly couldn't tell you how long it was before I woke up with some base amount of conciseness. It was still deep into the night, my head still spinning from the fucking moonshine, and I was in a strange room. Next to me was my co-worker, naked, her arm wrapped around me, her leg was over mine, and I could practically feel the heat between her legs. Moreover my crotch was feeling rather wet. I was distracted from thinking about everything when I turned my head to face her. She was so close we were practically breathing the same breath. Almost instinctually she kissed me - eyes closed, deep in sleep. I drunkenly kissed her back.

As we lay there together, I rolled to my side and wrapped my arms around her. Feeling her body, one I had always wondered about, the same one that fucked me while I lay there passed out. I picked up her arm and slowly guided it over to my cock, placing it back into the hand she had used to work me earlier. I felt myself grow to full mast in her touch, working myself fully hard with her hand. Now fully erected I propped myself up and felt my head sloshing around my skull - Fucking moonshine.

As I managed to turn her onto her back she damn near glowed in the moonlight filling the room. My hand glided up her body, her skin was smooth as silk and her curves felt right under my touch, there was no expectations - just explorations. I reached down to feel her slit and confirm that, yes, she had fucked a creampie out of me while I was unconscious. Moving her sleeping body around was like posing a doll, easygoing and satisfying to lean back and see your work completed. Her arms were over her head, and her legs were spread open as I felt her lips again. My fingers easily slipped inside of her as I felt her arousal and my load deep in her; 1 pulled my finger out and wiped it over her lips and down off of her chin, kissing down from her neck I then leaned back and placed the head of my cock onto her pussy for the second time tonight.

Thrusting into someone unconscious is a feeling unlike anything else. Watching her body recoil from your motions, her breasts bouncing, and her head lulling with the waves. I pushed myself deep inside of her before leaning forward and using my tongue to play with her nipples. Leaning back and grabbing onto her hips I would speed my thrusts up feeling myself drawn close again to orgasm before I pressed my hips against hers and let my cock fill her with my cum, making sure all of my seed was out before pulling out of her.

Afterwards I would fall next to her in bed again. Each of use having used the other as they were unconscious. I turned her back on her side and tucked us in. Next morning we both woke up to the other naked in bed, we laughed, kissed, and knew that we would eventually end up this was. I made her breakfast, we watched some TV, had sex again and would hook up every now and again. That feeling of having her while she was unconscious was magical and something that i have replicated, always with consent mind you. There is something primal about fucking in that manner that drives me crazy.

Ava knocked on his apartment door, her knuckles rapping against the wood with a soft urgency. She had been driving for hours in the heat, a long stretch of highway and anticipation. Butterflies danced in her stomach, a wild flutter of nerves and excitement. Despite their history, fifteen years was still a long time, and she knew no amount of smutty chats over the last few weeks guaranteed chemistry in the real world. The wait seemed infinite, each second stretching. But then the door opened and there he was, his presence more striking than any memory, banishing her overthinking.

Ethan's hair was a little longer than she remembered, tousled in a way that seemed effortlessly stylish. His eyes, a deep shade of blue, held a warmth and familiarity that instantly put her at ease. He wore a fitted T-shirt that hinted at the lean muscle beneath, the fabric stretching slightly across broad shoulders. A hint of stubble shadowed his jaw, adding a rugged edge to his otherwise boyish charm. As he smiled, a dimple appeared in his left cheek, sending a flutter through her chest, showing her the 18-year-old she'd once known had truly become a man.

He smiled, a slow, easy grin that made her heart skip. "Hey... c’mon in." She stepped past him into the apartment, her movements a mix of nervousness and eagerness. The air inside was warm, carrying a hint of his cologne.

On impulse, she doubled back to him, her feet moving almost of their own accord. The door swung shut behind him with a soft thud. "Just wanna..." she murmured, her voice trailing off as she threw her arms around him. "...get this out of the way."

He chuckled, a low, warm sound, and wrapped his arms around her in return. "Can I get you a drink?" he asked, pulling back slightly to look at her. She felt a flicker of nervousness about the cooling sheen of sweat on her. But then she caught a whiff of his woodsy scent and all anxiety melted away, replaced by the comfort of being held by someone who felt like home.

"Water good," she replied, her voice steadying.

He moved to the fridge, filling two tumblers with chilled water from the door. She glanced around the living room, taking in the space that felt both familiar and strange, seeing it in 3D after so many video calls.

"C’mon, sit," he said, carrying the glasses to the coffee table and settling onto the couch. She followed, sitting beside him, the coolness of the glass refreshing in her hand.

He asked, "Did that drive take forever or... is that just me?"

She finished gulping nearly half her glass, a cool rush down her throat. "Yeah, me too," she said. "But it’s all a blur. What time is it even?"

His laugh filled the room. "Yeah, this is a little... surreal."

She raised her eyebrows, nodding in agreement.

He took a sip of water, the glass clinking softly as he set it down.

"I should probably tell you," she said, trying to sound casual, "I would have stopped somewhere, but I didn’t see a place between the highway and here."

He asked, "For?"

"Condoms," she replied, taking another long pull from her glass, the water cool and calming.

"Ah," he said, taking another drink. "Well, we know we’re clean."

"Yeah, but that’s not why," she said, winking, a playful glint in her eye.

Again, he said, "Ah," nodding. "There’s a place around the corner."

"Good," she said, her voice low. "Because that... 'reason', let's say... is making me..." She leaned over, capturing his lips with hers. He responded eagerly, their tongues meeting in a heated dance. His hand cupped her breast through her T-shirt, his thumb teasing her quickly stiffening nipple through the thin fabric. She moaned into his mouth, the sound vibrating between them.

"Jesus," she breathed, pulling back slightly. "This could get out of hand."

"Yeah, we should..." he started, but she silenced him with another kiss.

His hands moved with purpose, pulling the shirt up and over her head. He caressed one pert breast, his fingers gentle and firm, while his mouth found the other, his tongue tracing circles that made her shiver.

"Oh God yes..." she moaned breathily. They kissed again and her fingers worked at his jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping. He lifted his hips, pushing down the denim and boxers in one smooth motion.

She looked down between his legs, taking in his arousal. His cock already stood proud, thick and veined, the head flushed and eager. His balls hung heavy beneath, a bit looser than she remembered, maybe, but somehow looking more potent.

"Hello again," she said, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She grasped his shaft, her fingers wrapping around him with a firm, deliberate grip. She stroked slowly, each movement measured and sure. He moaned softly, the sound escaping his lips unbidden.

"Maybe," she suggested, her voice a sultry whisper, "we should... get one out of the way... so you don’t..."

He chuckled through his moans, a breathless laugh. "Yeah, it’s been a while. I might not..." His words trailed off as she teased the underside of his cockhead with her thumb, drawing a sharp gasp from him. He began to ooze precum, slicking her fingers.

His hand slipped between her thighs, fingers deftly sliding her skirt up. She lifted her hips and skinned her panties off smoothly. She grabbed his cock again, her grip confident and knowing. Their eyes locked as his fingers explored her slick folds with gentle insistence. They traded soft sighs and gasps.

"Christ," he said, "I thought you got super-wet back then, but..."

"Yeah," she said, "It's like this now. Y'know, when..."

He pushed the coffee table away, slid off the couch, and kneeled on the carpet facing her, the fibers soft under his knees. She scooted forward until her ass was on the edge of the cushion, then lifted her hips enough to unzip her skirt and let him pull it off of her.

He spread her knees with gentle hands, and her outer pussy lips parted easily, revealing her glistening nectar within. Her soft folds were flushed with desire and nearly dripping with anticipation. The scent of her arousal filled the air, a heady perfume that drew him in. Her clit peeked out, a small, swollen bud that begged for attention. The sight briefly mesmerized him.

But then he leaned down, his breath warm against her inner thighs. His tongue traced her contours, exploring every fold and crevice. He lapped at her entrance, savoring the taste of her arousal. His tongue flicked over her clit, teasing and coaxing it from its hood. She mewled, a soft, helpless sound that spurred him on. He sucked gently, then harder, alternating between long, slow licks and quick, teasing flicks.

Her body responded, hips lifting to meet his mouth, her hands tangling in his hair. Her moans grew louder, filling the room. Her thighs trembled, the muscles tensing and releasing as he worked her closer to the edge. He could feel her ecstasy building, tension coiling within her like a spring.

And then suddenly she slipped over the edge, her body arching off the couch, a cry tearing from her lips. Her pussy clenched and pulsed, the rhythmic contractions sending waves of pleasure through her. He stayed with her, his tongue gentle now, soothing her through the aftershocks. Her climax had been a flood of sensation that left her breathless and sated.

"God... I needed that," she said after a few moments, sitting up with a sigh. They kissed, their lips meeting in a slow, lingering embrace. His cock was pressed between them, the heat of it a constant reminder, his balls nestled against her pussy. His hand found her breast again, caressing with a familiar tenderness. She hummed into his mouth, a soft, contented sound.

"Jesus," she murmured, breaking the kiss just enough to speak. "I am... having very dangerous thoughts... I should just..." He silenced her with another kiss, his lips capturing hers with a gentle insistence. He realized he was gently humping her, the motion slow but unmistakable, smearing his precum over her belly.

"You should just what?" he asked, his voice a low rumble.

She kissed him again, her lips soft and inviting. After a moment, she pulled back just enough to whisper, "Suck you off."

"Maybe, yeah," he replied, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. She kissed him once more. "But also," he said, his voice a low murmur against her lips. "I could just..." He kissed her, the words hanging between them.

She didn't have to guess what he meant. "Yeah," she said, her voice breathy and full of anticipation. "It would be... so easy..."

He said, "To just..." and pulled back a little, enough to look into her eyes. He rubbed his cockhead between her swollen, drenched folds, their slickness guiding him up and over her clit, the contact electric. The realization that he must be smearing his precum into her sent a shiver through her.

"Fuuuuuuck," she breathed, the word drawn out and full of need. "You can’t."

He chuckled. "I definitely can... if you want," he replied, his voice steady and sure. He flared her inner lips with his cockhead, lodging it at her entrance, the pressure a tantalizing promise of more.

She sucked air through her teeth, the sound sharp in the quiet room. "You'll pull out?" she asked, her voice a mix of caution and desire.

"I can," he said, meeting her gaze.

A moment heavy with anticipation passed between them. Then she leaned back, raising her knees a little, her body opening to him. She nodded slowly, a look of surprise on her face, as if she couldn't quite believe what she was doing... and what she'd accepted he would do about it.

He popped his cockhead inside her, the sudden intrusion drawing a sharp gasp from her lips. He smiled, a wicked glint in his eyes, and leaned forward, letting his weight slowly push his cock deeper inside her. Her eyes went wide, the sensation of him filling her, stretching her, nearly overwhelming in its intensity. She instinctively wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, urging him deeper.

He continued to sink his thick, rigid shaft into her fertile pussy, each small push a delicious invasion. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a kiss as he pressed deeper, their mouths moving in tandem with their bodies. He finally bottomed out, his hips flush against hers, the fullness of him an exact fit.

"God," she said. "Still perfect." They kissed, slow and languid, while he ground against her, his cockhead exploring her depths. The sensation was exquisite, a slow burn that built with each subtle movement, each gentle thrust.

"I forgot how good we are at this," he said, his voice a mix of wonder and satisfaction. She smiled widely, nodding in agreement, the expression lighting up her face.

"But are you gonna fuck me?" she asked, her tone playful yet insistent.

He chuckled, a deep, throaty sound. "Yes I am," he said, his words a promise as he began to move, pulling back just enough to thrust forward again.

He started at a slow, deliberate pace, each thrust measured to refill her completely. The sensations were a heady mix of pressure and pleasure, his cock stretching her in a way both familiar and electrifyingly new. Her body responded instinctively, hips rising to meet his, the friction between them a delicious torment.

His thrusts grew more insistent, each one driving him just a little further inside her as they both wordlessly adjusted to find the best angle. The intensity built with every movement, a crescendo of sensation that left her breathless. She could feel every ridge and vein of his cock, the way it filled her so completely, the way it seemed to find every sensitive spot within her. Her pussy clenched around him, a reflexive grip that only spurred him on, urging him to go harder, deeper.

He shifted slightly, angling his hips to drag his shaft just a little harder past her g-spot, and she cried out, the sound a mix of surprise and pure, unadulterated pleasure. Her nails dug into his back, her legs tightening around him as he drove into her with a relentless rhythm. Each thrust sent a jolt of sensation through her, a wave of heat that spread from her core to every nerve ending. The world narrowed to just the two of them, the exquisite friction, the shared heat, the undeniable connection that bound them both to that moment.

But then he slowed, his movements becoming gentle, and kissed her, their lips meeting in a tender, lingering embrace. He lifted away from her slightly, breathing deeply, his chest rising and falling as he fought for control. She knew intuitively he was trying to last, trying to delay the inevitable. The thought of his precum oozing inside her, the risk and promise it implied, sent a thrill through her, a dangerous excitement that made her heart race.

"I know that look," he whispered, his voice low and knowing.

"What look?" she asked, feigning innocence, though her eyes betrayed her.

"I know you..." he began, his gaze steady on hers.

She looked at him quizzically, a playful challenge in her eyes.

"It turns you on," he said, his words a soft, teasing confession. "That I could cum in you and..."

His words sent a shiver down her spine. "Ssssh," she said, a finger pressed to his lips. "You’re not helping."

He chuckled, a warm, rumbling sound that vibrated through her.

"You have no idea," she said, her voice a mix of exasperation and excitement. "It’s worse now."

He raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

"Clock’s ticking," she added, a hint of urgency in her tone.

"Ah," he replied, understanding dawning.

"Just make sure..." she began.

"To cum in you..." he teased, a wicked grin on his face.

She rolled her eyes, playful exasperation in her expression. "Noooo..."

"And get you pregnant," he continued, his voice low and teasing.

She shuddered with excitement, the thrill of his words, even if they were just a tease, sending a jolt through her. "Shut. Up," she said, her voice a breathless command, though the gleam in her eyes betrayed her true feelings.

He started thrusting into her again, slow but steady and deep and purposeful. "It’s a shame, though. I have such a big load for you," he said, his voice a teasing drawl.

She mock-growled at him, a playful warning in her eyes.

"I would totally knock you up," he continued, each word punctuated by a thrust that sent a bolt of sensation through her.

She moaned plaintively, her mind a whirl of contradictory impulses, the thrill of his words mingling with the heat of their bodies.

"Seems like such a waste," he said, his tone regretful.

"I know!" she blurted, the words escaping before she could stop them. The thought of telling him to do it, to fuck her pregnant, danced tantalizingly at the edge of her mind. She imagined herself letting go, giving voice to the yearning that tortured her. She could almost hear herself saying it, the words a forbidden thrill: "I want your cum... in my pussy. Give me your baby..."

He drove deep within her and stopped, the sudden stillness a stark contrast to the rhythm they'd built. "Whoa," he said, his voice tinged with surprise. She realized, with a jolt, that she had spoken her craving aloud. "Whoa," he repeated, the word hanging in the air between them.

She flushed, a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration coursing through her. She tried to read the confused look on his face, searching for understanding.

"That... I... I was just..." he stammered, his usual confidence momentarily shaken.

She teased him good-naturedly, a playful glint in her eyes. "So you can dish it out but you can’t take it, huh stud?"

He smiled sheepishly, a hint of color rising to his cheeks. "I guess?" he admitted, the vulnerability in his voice rare and endearing.

"Did I... scare you?" she asked, her voice soft, searching.

"Yes... I mean no... A little, but that’s not... More like I scared myself," he admitted, the words tumbling out in a rush.

A moment passed, the air between them charged. "You... liked it," she said, her voice probing.

"I always liked it," he confessed. "That summer before college? I was proud you wanted my baby... 'some day'. And it obviously turned you on, so... yeah."

She nodded slowly, absorbing his words. "But it’s different now."

"Yeah," he agreed, the weight of the moment settling over them.

"It’s big," she said simply.

"It’s not just that," he replied, his gaze steady on hers. She looked at him, waiting. "Suddenly, I wanted to... do it to you," he said, "Bad."

She shuddered, her heart racing, at the raw intensity of the shared yearning binding them.

She kissed him softly, her lips brushing against his with a tenderness that belied the fierce heat between them. "So... why didn’t you?" she asked, a teasing smile playing on her lips.

He chuckled, the sound warm and familiar. "Because... I didn’t think you were in your right mind."

She laughed, the sound bright and carefree. "I wasn’t! I’m not!" He laughed with her, the shared amusement a balm.

"So... you’re OK now?" she asked, her voice light, though her eyes held a deeper question. She realized his rigid shaft remained buried deep in her cunt, the connection between them unbroken. "Oh. Of course you are," she said, a playful acknowledgment of the obvious.

He asked, "What about you?"

She nodded, her eyes meeting his with a steady gaze. "More than OK," she replied.

He kissed her and their mouths moved together in a dance of heat and longing. He began to grind against her again, the slow, deliberate motion drawing a whimper from her lips, the sound muffled by their kiss.

"Fuck me some more?" she asked, her voice a breathy plea. He obliged, beginning with slow, short strokes, staying deep inside her, their lips still locked in a passionate embrace.

"God, I wish I could just..." he murmured, the words trailing off.

"Let go?" she asked. "And cum in me?" Her voice was a mix of daring and desire.

"Yeah," he admitted, the longing clear in his voice.

"Me too," she said, and for a while he just kept fucking her slowly, savoring every moment, every sensation.

"You really want me to..." he began, his voice thick with emotion.

"Get me pregnant?" she asked, meeting his gaze with unwavering eyes.

He nodded, the movement small but significant.

"Part of me just... fucking craves it," she said, her voice raw with honesty.

"Jesus," he breathed, the realization hitting him anew. "You still want... my baby..."

She laughed through a moan, the sound a mix of amusement and pleasure. "It’s not that... personal, but..." She kissed him, the gesture tender and full of promise. "But yeah," she said, her voice soft but sure. She whispered, "I want your baby," the words a shared dream heavy with possibility.

Her words ignited something primal within him. His eyes opened wide, his mouth dropped open, and his thrusts rapidly became powerful surges sending shockwaves through her body.

"Yeah," she urged, her voice a sultry command. "Give it to me!"

His breathing turned hoarse and ragged, each inhale a struggle against the tide of sensation threatening to overwhelm him. "Fuck," he groaned, the word a guttural promise. "I’m gonna shoot my cum in you."

"Yessss," she hissed, her body arching to meet his, every nerve ending alive with anticipation. "Shoot it in me... Make me... pregnant." The room seemed to shrink around them, the world narrowing to the slick heat of their bodies moving in perfect, urgent harmony.

"Gonna... put my baby in you..." he said, his voice a low, fervent growl, each word punctuated by a thrust that drove him deeper, harder.

"God yes... Do it!" she cried, her voice a plea and a command, her body a willing vessel for his desire. Her skin was a canvas of sensation, every touch, every thrust painting a vivid picture of their shared need.

The air was thick with the scent of their coupling, a heady mix of sweat and arousal that clung to their skin. The sound of their bodies meeting, the wet slap of flesh against flesh, announced their unrestrained passion.

His rhythm became erratic, each thrust a desperate push towards the edge. She could feel him swelling thicker, harder, longer inside her, a tangible promise of his release. Her own body responded in kind, muscles tightening, her pussy clenching around him, urging him on.

The moment stretched, a taut line of tension that vibrated between them, holding them suspended in shared, breathless anticipation. As she felt his cockhead start to nudge her cervix, a deep, primal sensation unfurled within her, a mix of sharp pressure and pleasure that sent ripples through her core, each a thrilling reminder of her vulnerabilty. And then the tension snapped and cascades of sensation began to sweep over them both.

He buried himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing as he came, the hot rush of his cum filling her, marking her as his. She felt his warmth spread inside her, a flood that sent her spiraling deeper into her own release. Her body convulsed around him, her rhythmic contractions milking every last drop from him, drawing out his pleasure, amplifying her own. The world dissolved around them, leaving only the shared heat, the shared breath, a shared moment of perfect, unguarded connection.

Eyes locked, they gulped air, their chests heaving as they came down from the high of their shared climax. His pearly semen had overflowed her, and they could hear it slowly dripping onto the carpet, a soft, rhythmic patter that marked the aftermath of their passion.

"Jesus," he said finally, his voice a mix of awe and disbelief.

"Yeah," she replied, her voice breathy, still tinged with the remnants of their exertion.

She could feel his cock throbbing inside her, slowly and subtly, as he instinctually squeezed the last few dollops of his seed out into her where it obviously belonged. The sensation grounded her in the moment.

"I didn’t... I meant to..." he started, his words faltering as he tried to articulate the jumble of thoughts and emotions swirling within him.

"Sssssh, I know," she said, cutting him off gently. "We both kinda lost it."

He nodded slowly, eyebrows raised. "And it was... amazing," he said.

"Yeah," she agreed, her simplicity belying her depth of feeling.

They kissed again, their lips moving softly against each other as his cock slowly softened inside her. Eventually, it slipped out with a gentle plop, leaving a lingering warmth in its wake.

"What are we gonna do?" he asked, a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

She chuckled, a light, teasing sound. "You said ‘we’... you adorable man."

He blushed, the color rising to his cheeks, and she smiled, a warmth spreading through her at the sight.

"I’ll tell you what we’re not gonna do," she said, her tone playful yet firm.

He asked, "What?"

"Worry. No worrying," she replied, her voice carrying a reassuring certainty.

"Ooooh Kaaaay?" he said slowly, a mix of curiosity and acceptance.

She chuckled again, the sound bright and infectious. "And this weekend we’re gonna... do this. Fuck. A lot."

"OK!" he said, a broad smile spreading across his face, her promise lighting up his eyes.

We randomly meet on a night out and I offer you a drink, you happily accept and we spend the rest of the night chatting until I offer you back to mine

You agree and we get a cab back, getting hold of each other in the back of the taxi

We go up to my flat and put on some music. I offer you another drink, which you happily accept

You get half of it down, happily chatting and then suddenly you feel woozy but awake and slump back on the sofa.

You turn your eyes to see me pulling my trousers and top off and pulling my hard cock out over the top of my pants.

Your dazed, open mouthed and put my cock in, pushing it in and out. I can feel your tongue working it while the rest of you remains still.

I then pull my cock out and undo the button on your trousers, before forcing my hand down between your underwear and feeling your slightly moist pussy

You feel helpless.

I move you on your back and remove your trousers and knickers and bury my head between your thighs, licking up and down you pussy to make sure it's wet before sliding my thumb in and concentrating my tongue on your clit

You remain still but I notice your pussy wetter and wider and slowly slide my thumb down into your ass whilst continuing to lick your pussy and clit.

Eventually I feel your pussy pulsating even though your body remains relatively still and I climb on top of you...

I slide my hard cock inside your limp body and start pounding veraciously until you start feeling me throbbing inside of you, filling you with my hot cum

I pull out and the jizz drips down to your ass.

I throw a blanket over you and go to my bed.

After a brief sleep you stumble in through my door and climb into the bed. Laying down you tell me 'one more time...'

Posting this as I can’t tell anyone but the hottest thing happened and while I feel guilty I want it to happen again.

Background: I’m a 35m, I live in a nice 3 bed apartment in the city centre and until 6 months ago I shared with my ex of 7 years.

My niece has recently turned 18 and has been going out a ton as expected. Often to late night raves etc and my sister is always worried about her getting home or staying somewhere safe etc. A couple of weeks back she mentioned her and her friend (I’ll call her Lucy) had a rave on a Friday night and were looking at booking a hotel but as there were lots of events on the prices were really expensive. as I have a spare room I said if it’s just her and her 1 friend and they keep it clean they can stay over and use my apartment.

Fast forward to the day, I was out and about and offered to pick them up, I’d never met Lucy before but as soon as picked them up I could see she was extremely attractive, 5ft little blonde and exactly the type of girl I would’ve gone for when I was younger. Obviously there was nothing untoward as I’m almost double there age now so I introduced myself and they hoped in the car to my apartment. On the drive and when I took them up Lucy was extremely nice and complemented my car, apartment etc and even my body. The last one being out of earshot of my niece but I just laughed it off and took it as innocent.

Later that night they came in around 2am and went into the bedroom, after a while it sounded like they’d gone quiet so I assumed they’d gone to sleep. I popped into my living room to get a drink, as I heard the living room door open behind me, I assume it was my niece, but it was Lucy… she asked if she could also have a bottle of water and we made a little chit chat. She said she always has trouble sleeping and is a bit of a night owl, I said I do too and often have a joint to help me sleep and was just about to roll one, she hinted that would be amazing and I said if she wants she’s welcome for a few puffs.

I smoke out of the window in my bedroom as it opens completely outward and generally keeps the rest of the apartment from stinking. So she comes in, closes the door and sits on the bed and we’re chatting and she’s smoking with me.

Now, I’m doing my best to keep composed and not stare at her, her outfit was all white, a tennis skirt and basically a bra top with white Nike socks, it was extremely hot and she looked really cute.

She made several flirty comments about my body as I’m stood in my comfy night clothes (sport shorts and a vest) so I’m a bit on show. And then she makes comments about how I bet I have so many girls here etc. I laughed it off and said actually not for many months now since my relationship ended. But hinted I’m getting a bit pent up of being alone so will probably start dating at some point.

As this conversation progresses my guilt is kicking in and I know we’re now flirting, alone in my bedroom and I’m beginning to feel horny and need to get this girl out of my room before my niece wakes up and wonders why the hell she’s in my room.

Suddenly she slides back on my bed so her back is against the headboard and she’s facing me (I’m stood up smoking towards the window and she plants her legs with a gap and I can see her bright pink thong through the gap.

I immediately felt blood rushing into my cock and as I just had sport shorts on and no boxers I could feel my bulge was beginning to show and I needed to get her out.

She was grinning while talking to me and kept staring down at my shorts, she knew I could see her pink thong and up her skirt. She adjusted ‘innocently’ so her legs were more open and I can see everything clearly. Right as I’m about to tell her I need to sleep now to stop this, she makes a comment about my bulge and says not just big muscles then but big everywhere, is that just from talking to me? You must be pent up.

For some reason her saying this sent me crazy and I began to get hard. so I quickly sat on the edge of the bed to try and mask it and she moved her foot so it was touching my leg. My dick was rock hard and poking like a tent.

There was suddenly unbelievable tension in the air and I felt like a magnet towards her I told her I can’t help it when she looks like that and is sat on my bed with her panties showing. She said she could help me if I needed… I told her we can’t do this that she’s my nieces friend and im almost double her age. She moved her foot again so it was now on my shorts and her toes touched my cock in her little Nike socks. I was throbbing so hard and the tension was unbearable.

She said she promised she would never tell anyone, and it would ruin there friendship if she did and she swore it’ll never leave the room.

That was it, we went for each other and started making out. I slid my hand up her skirt and her pussy was already soaking wet. I pulled her thong to the side and started rubbing her clit as we made out and she whimpered and grabbed my cock and starting stroking me.

I lost all control and pinned her down and slid to her pussy and began eating it, she was quivering in pleasure after a few minutes and i pinned her legs back and got on top, i slid my cock in but even though she was soaking wet, it was so fucking tight.

I could barely get a deep stroke in and within a few minutes she had her pink acrylics digging into me and her eyes were rolling back in pleasure. It was too much and I couldn’t stop myself. I came so hard inside her and we both continued making out and holding each other. It was one of the hottest sex experiences of my life.

I told her how tight and amazing it felt and she admitted she’d never had unprotected sex before or been creampied and it was the best thing she’d felt. This turned me on even more. Reality kicked in and I said she should go back before my niece wakes up and we get caught.

She left her pink silk thong on my bed and said I can keep it to help me when I get horny and went to bed. I felt incredibly guilty and that I would be found out and get shit from everyone for this but it was honestly so hot and intense.

They left the next day, she added me on Instagram and message me innocently to say thanks for the hospitality. They had another upcoming event at the end of the month and I said they’re welcome to stay again. They did, and once again I couldn’t help it. If people are interested I can share what happened the next time

I've been stalking you for a week and I know you're home alone, playing on your phone.

I sneak round the back and let myself in through the unlocked back door before sneaking up behind you and putting my arm around you throat, telling you to keep quiet

You can feel my hard cock on your ass through my pants. You try to scream but are too shocked and scared to say anything so just nod.

I lead you out through the backdoor and walk round the edge of your house before throwing you in the back of the van

I jump in the driving seat and pull away, telling you to keep quiet or you'll be put to sleep.

The van pulls into a dark farm road and make my way into the back of the van before telling you to take off your clothes. Crying, you obey my command

With your underwear left on I force you on your front, spit on my cock and slide it inside of you as you let out cries and whimpers.

I tell you to shut up and put my hand over your mouth and my full weight on top of you. You briefly feel me inside of you before blacking out

You wake up, dazed, not recognising where you are. It's a bare room with no windows and a rough concrete floor.

You look and see your naked, hands chained behind you and your mouth gagged with cloth.

You hear footsteps and you see a blank masked man walk in the room. You start trying to scream and I tell you no one can hear you and the gag is just for my fun

If you want to get out of here you need to be an obedient girl.

You start pissing through fear and you can see my cock harden through my trousers at the sight of you peeing

I take steps closer as I unzip my jeans and you see me pull out a big cock, getting harder

And you start crying harder

I tell you to play along nicely and you'll be fine. I pull down your gag and you know what's going to happen as my hard cock approaches your mouth.

I tell you that if you misbehave you'll regret it. You take it in your mouth and I slowly thrust it in and out. I'm surprised that I can feel your tongue working it.

I grab the back of your head and start forcing it in, making you gag before pulling it out and looking into your scared eyes

I step back and pull your legs as you slide along the floor with you hands to still chained

I lift your legs and spread them wide in my arms before forcing my cock inside of your slightly moist pussy

With your legs pinned apart by my arms your pussy is being viciously raped by this stranger. Thrusting in and out, harder and harder.

I can inexplicably feel your pussy getting getting wetter

Quickly you can feel my cock throbbing and cumming inside of, and you think it's finally over.

I'm heavily breathing over you and after a brief moment I pull out but you see my cock is still hard

I move forward again, with your legs still pinned, and start trying to force my cock into your tight asshole.

Using the cum dripping from your pussy as lube I manage to get it in your ass and start slowly pounding, while you groan in pain

Your hole starts relaxing and I start pounding harder and harder until you feel my cock twitching inside of you and I pull it out and my second load ends up in your hair, face and naked breasts

Panting heavily I start pulling my clothes back on and say you've been a good girl and start to leave.

I slide you a phone and leave, covered and filled with cum

I (29 M) got a text from someone (39 F) about needing help moving into a new home after a divorce. This lady is my mom's best friend's younger sister - a pretty notable age gap from her oldest sister. I have seen her a handful of times throughout the years, the last time probably being like 15 years ago. I used to be a mover so her sister suggested getting ahold of me, and gave her my number.

A little about her: she's around 5'6, slim build, white, blonde, blue eyes, smaller breasts ( I would guess like 32a cup), and has quite the booty. If I had to describe her style/aesthetic, I'd say she fit's perfect under the umbrella of "basic white girl" lol. She had a fuzzy white hoodie, yellow T shirt underneath, tight jeans that cut off above her ankle, faded pink Uggs with the dangling fuzzy balls, fuzzy teal socks that cut off at the ankles, and a pink Victoria's secret thong when I visited.

I was there for about 4 hours unloading the truck and moving everything. She was moving boxes to desired locations as I brought them in, the smaller ones anyway. I managed to get the bigger stuff in too, like a couch, TV, etc..

After I got everything in, I took my jacket off (very cold here lol) and helped move the rest of the boxes to where she wanted them. She kept saying things like "I wish I had that much strength!" I thought she was just making generic comments at first. Then she eventually asked if I needed a bigger shirt and I was like "Uhh no?" and she was like "Just making sure! Your arms and shoulders look like they could use more room, but it's a good look on you." She kept saying occasionally comments like these as I moved the boxes.

Afterwards, she offered some hot chocolate and I accepted. We just sat on her couch in the living room with a bit of boxes and sipped. As we were finishing up, she was like "Wow my feet are killing me from all the moving!" She started hinting at how a foot massage would be nice. I told her if she has oil or lotion, I'll give my best. She went through her boxes and pulled out some scented body butter.

We were both on the couch and she laid back and kicked her feet up on my lap. She had me take her boots and socks off for her lol. I opened the body butter and started massaging her feet. She was making little moans at certain times. I was about 15 minutes in, and she was like "Ugh, wow, thank you so much. This is great, I wish I could get this all day" and laughed. I said "Well your ankles are out. I could do those too if you want." She was eager to accept the offer.

I started massaging around her heels and into her ankles. I was digging my fingers in, getting pretty deep into her muscles. I started massaging her lower legs that were exposed from her low cut pants. She giggled while I was kneading her lower legs and I said "What?" in a kinda confused tone. She was like "Nothing. Your hands are just stronger than I thought." I chuckled and replied with "Yeah well your skin is softer than I imagined" and she said "Aww thanks!"

She then asked about my dating life. I said that I was interested in a girlfriend if the stars aligned, but that I was just going on dates for fun as I explore the sea of plenty of fish. She said "I totally get that" and asked how I go about kissing my girlfriends. It kinda caught me off guard at first. I was just like "Uhh I think that's one of those things that's easier done than said" and she giggled and said "You should show me." I chuckled and said "If you sit up, maybe a mistletoe will appear above us." I stopped massaging her legs/ankles and she sat up right next to me. I put one hand on her back and one holding one of her arms, and went in for a kiss.

It was a quick kiss but more than a peck and more like a wet smooch. I pulled away, she giggled again, and she started gently biting her bottom lip as we made eye contact. During that, I went in for more. It started with the wet smooching but lead to us slowly making out. She ended up crawling on to my lap and we made out more.

I eventually repositioned her so I was now laying on top of her, and we made out more. We stopped and I asked "Is it bad that I want to taste more of you - like a lot more?" and she said "No hun, feel free to taste more of me."

My hands slid up under her shirt & hoodie, and I start squeezing her boobs as we made out more. I sat up real quick to take my shirt off. My hands went back under hers, grabbing her waist, as she started pulling off her shirt/hoodie. I started kissing her tummy and quickly found myself sucking on her boobs a bit. I did that for a few minutes before working my way back down to her tummy with kisses.

I unbuttoned/unzipped her jeans and we took them off in a team effort. She laid back and I started rubbing her legs, the areas that were covered by her jeans earlier. My hands caressed her thighs as I started to lean back into her. I had my head "down south" and I started kissing and gently biting her thighs.

Her thong was still on and I started gently nibbling on her pussy. Her thong came off and her smooth pussy was out. I started eating her out. She had both hands on my head, pushing down as I went down on her. I mainly sucked her clit while stimulating the rest of her pussy with my hands. She was moaning a bit and quivering a little. I went down on her for like 10-15 minutes.

I got up and she guided me to the far side of the couch, and got on top of me. She kicked the leg rest up and we started making out again. I started rubbing her ass, and it was so nice and plump. She started softly biting my neck, went down to my chest, and went further south with kisses.

My sweatpants and boxer briefs ended up coming off. She was on her knees, with her legs outside of mine & right next to them/making contact. She hunched over and started sucking my dick - she was pretty flexible. My hands were running down her back and grabbing handfuls of her ass. Eventually both hands were on here head, holding her hair back in a ponytail. She alternated with hands, used no hands and sucked it pretty slow (at least until the last 2 minutes or so of the blowjob). She probably went down on me for about 10 minutes.

She crawled up into my lap so we were face to face and asked "Are you one of those guys that don't like kissing after being sucked?" I replied "Absolutely not" and we started making out again. My wet cock was pressing against her pussy and I said I wanna put it in her. She said she would be sad if I didn't. I asked if I needed to get condoms and she said she was on birth control.

I slowly put my cock in her pussy as she guided it with one of her hands. We were making eye contact until it got all the way in, then we started making out more.

I was all the way in her and she started to gently ride me.She looked in my eyes and said "You're so big" and I replied with "It's so much better hearing that now than it did when I was younger." She laughed and was feeling up my upper arms and chest. We were dirty talking and moaning as she rode me. We were taking it slow for like 10 minutes. She started bouncing a little more vigorously and after about 2 minutes, I told her to slow down so I don't bust.

She said “Maybe you should take the wheel.” I got her on her back. I got off the couch, propped her legs over my shoulders, and started sliding in her in missionary. We were both moaning and dirty talking. At one point, she was like “Your cock feels so good in me” and I replied “And my dick feels like it’s in heaven.”

I started biting into her calves, as she had her legs up against my shoulders. My hands were holding the tips of her thighs and I slid them up her chest, so I was firmly squeezing her boobs while fucking her slowly. She grabbed my forearms and was holding them tightly. She started complimenting my body more.

I grabbed her ankles, pushed her legs back further than they were and started fucking her pretty hard. About 2 minutes later, I started slowing down and she asked if I needed to cum. I told her that it’d be nice to see her bent over, and see if we can make that happen.

We got up and she went over to the cushioned chair that was a few feet away from the couch. She got up on it on her knees, and bent over the top half.

I got behind her and slowly slid my cock back in her. I grabbed her shoulders and continued where we left off. It started slow but the pace picked up rather quickly.

I saw her hair bouncing in front of me so I made a ponytail with her hair with one of my hands. A bit of tugging was involved. She started moaning loudly again and I gave her some pretty hard spanks.

I got up on the chair with my knees, still directly behind her. I leaned in, wrapped my arms around her chest, rested my chin on her shoulder and got back to business.

I was kissing her shoulders/neck a bit. We were both getting pretty obnoxious with moaning and dirty talk.

I was fucking her really hard at this point and I let her know that I was gonna cum. She was like “cum deep in my pussy.” About a minutes later, I was releasing inside of her. I was up against her, moaning her name in her ear. I’m pretty sure I was cumming for at least a minute straight lol. After I was done cumming, I fucked her gently for about a minute until I softened up. I pulled out and a bunch of cum dropped out of her pussy & on to the chair.

We got up and got dressed after things settled down. She was like “My first day in the new home and I already have a mess to clean up. At least it’s a hot one.”

Afterwards, she was like “I’d be all over you if I was closer to your age. You could be my boy toy if you want.” She lives pretty far away but it’s a drive that will be worth it 😬

Finally happened. Hot girl I’ve been eyeing at work, innocent face, nice curves, and gorgeous ass that jiggles every time she walks. She caught my attention the first time I saw her, and every time she walks I stare at her big, gorgeous ass that moves side to side with every step.

I noticed that during lunch time, she and her friend go for a walk outside of the floor we work at, theres a little walkway that goes around and connect to the lobby. So I decided to go out as well just to watch them and start some small talk with them, and also watch her ass every time she walks by.

This one time they were coming around and when I looked up I said “You can come around, I don’t bite.” To my surprise when they walked around me, she quickly stopped and said “I want you to” and kept walking like nothing happened. I’m sure her friend heard too cause she gave her a surprised looked.

From there on, she started being more flirt and walking around my desk way more often, to talk but also tease like crazy. She started going behind me and pressing her tits against me, sliding her hand up and down my thigh too close to my crotch, and even wearing skirts and lifting them up so I can see her ass and panty.

One day, we were the last ones at work, with a third person about to leave. She came around and gave me the clear intent that she wanted to have sex. When we heard the door open, then close from the third person leaving, it was on. She sat on my lap and we started kissing with such a passion, she took her top off and I saw one of the most wonderful pair of tits I’ve ever seen. Her nipples were poking through her bra as she started to grab my hard cock through my pants.

She then got down to her knees, undid my pants and pulled my cock out. It was hard as a rock and she gave it a kiss on the tip. Shen then took off her bra and proceeded to slowly and passionately suck on my hard cock. She was giving hot moans as she went up and down while rubbing her tongue on my tip knowing I would moan from it.

She then turned around, bended over and asked me to take her panty off. I noticed she was already wet and I gladly took it down and saw the most gorgeous ass I’ve ever seen. Perfect round shape that would giggle just by barely touching it. I went down and started eating her ass and pussy from the back as she moaned with passion. She then started bending over my desk and asked me to fuck her. As a gentleman, I did.

Her moaning was so hot that was making me wanting to fuck her harder and faster. Every thrust was one step closer to cumming inside of her. She then tells me to empty my load i side of her and that was the trigger for me, I came so hard inside her that we both started moaning louder than before.

After I pulled my hard cock out of her, i saw my cum coming out of her. She went down to her knees one more time to lick and suck the remaining cum from my cock.

I felt wrong but god during the moment I got so fucking wet knowing he has a piece of me in his phone. God i dont know why i said yes he was literally railing me from the back against the mirror and next thing you know a flashlight is out. I couldnt stop it but i didnt want to. The more he used the camera the harder he fucked me and my fucking god i came so hard knowing im a whore thats gonna be on film. ask me questions :) You guys should see what photo I used to get him over lmaoo

I felt wrong but god during the moment I got so fucking wet knowing he has a piece of me in his phone. God i dont know why i said yes he was literally railing me from the back against the mirror and next thing you know a flashlight is out. I couldnt stop it but i didnt want to. The more he used the camera the harder he fucked me and my fucking god i came so hard knowing im a whore thats gonna be on film. ask me questions :) You guys should see what photo I used to get him over lmaoo

I (27m) get turned on by my gf (26f) showing off her sexy body. We are both exhibitionists, and love to show off, so we shared some pictures online and I love watching her reactions and the confidence boost she gets from being desired and lusted over.

Seeing messages flood in, showering her with compliments is so hot, watching her scroll through and read all the comments and messages about her. Laughing at some, agreeing with others, and sometimes responding.

What turns me on even more is when there is a message or comment she responds to. I love watching her flirt, be mischievous and my naughty girl. Knowing something about the message peaked her interest that she wanted to respond makes my cock throb. She’s said she likes making me jealous and I fuck her even better after she’s been bad.

I like it when she flirts and makes me jealous, because it makes me want her that much more, and to perform that much better for her.

Now I imagine her being flirty, teasing others and showing off, just to come back to me to get fucked.

Being to preoccupied with her tits I didn’t realize she was just in panties. Her panties were black lace Victoria secret, I’m not sure if she had put them on before or after the wine incident. As her legs were wrapped around my waist she sat up and grabbed my face. Whispering in my ear “this belongs to you”, she took off my shirt and gave it back to me, her matching bra staring straight at me. She unwrapped her legs and stood up, turning me around and pushing me into the bed. I helped as she unbuckled my belt and took my pants off, when she took my pants off she paused for a second, getting worried I joked and said “oh don’t worry(your son) won’t wake up for another few hours” with a half hearted laugh, she smiled at me and said “no, it’s just I haven’t seen a dick like yours, I’ve only ever been with one guy, my husband, but he hasn’t been around recently so I’ve been lonely, but you, you are so much bigger then him”. She didn’t even pull my underwear off, she was just looking at my bulge. Getting into her knees she pulled my underwear down to my ankles then grabbed my cock with her hands and started to stroke it, Getting her face closer and closer every stroke. Until she finally put the tip in my mouth, it felt so good, her stroking my cock with the tip in her mouth, looking right into my eyes, I could have been happy if she left it at that. But she didn’t…

I(21f) am a supervisor in a warehouse. Today I decided to wear leggings. About 6 hours into the shift I help move some pallets, one of which had an exposed nail that I didn’t notice. As I moved the pallet over the nail caught my leggings and ripped them ass to thigh, causing me to flash about 10 people. I ran into the bathroom being so embarrassed I was about to cry, I called my friend as fast as possible to see if she could bring me another pair of pants😭😭 when she got here they wouldn’t let her into the building at first so I had to get one of my co workers to grab them and bring them to me

You’ve both had a long day and are settling down for the night. As always, you wind down with silly stories, talking about your days, to-do’s for tomorrow. You notice that she keeps following your hands as you tell your story. As you catch on, you start purposefully moving them and find that she really is locked on to your hands. In fact, she doesn’t look like she’s paying much attention at all to what you’re saying.

“What’s going on? Why are you so fixated on my hands?”

“Huh? Oh! I…well…I was thinking about you all day, baby. I kept getting distracted at work, catching myself in day dreams.”

She had this dreamy look in her eye. But there was something else there…

“Ok, so what does that have to do with my hands?”

“Well…I was daydreaming about riding it…”

She hides herself behind her hands, embarrassed at the confession. You laugh because you know how much she loves riding your hands. After all this time, she’s still sheepish about asking. You’d give her whatever she asked for, whenever she asked for it. She’s normally submissive so it’s hard for her to be assertive. You smile, knowing that you’re going to have to guide her along.

“Baby! That’s so sweet. I love that you were thinking about me today. I’m sorry I was such a distraction. You know that you can ask for whatever you want. I’d like to hear you ask for it.”

“I just didn’t want to sound selfish! I want you to feel good too. But I just want you to finger me sooo bad, baby.”

“Ask for what you want, sweet girl. What were you dreaming about?”

“Can I please ride your hand? I imagined being in bed like this, sitting up, and your hand underneath me between my legs. Please, can I have it?”

She starts kissing you, and caressing you, moving along your neck and chest. She keeps whispering details about her fantasies and asking again, sweetly, her voice dripping with lust and desperation, “Please baby, let me ride your hand.”

Of course, you don’t say no. While all this is happening, your hand is already between her thighs. You both normally sleep nude, so there’s nothing to stop you immediately feeling the building wetness on her lips. You your middle and ring fingers out, keeping them stiff. She starts to grind on your fingers, holding onto your arm for balance. Her other hand caressing your face as you both continue making out.

You can feel the tension building. She sits down deeper on your hand, pushing your fingers past her lips and making them glide from entrance to clit. You begin to time her thrusts with a slight upward curve of your wrist, causing the tips of your fingers to start slipping inside her.

“Yes, baby! Oh my god that is exactly what I thought about today. I love how you tease me like that! I want more baby, please! Let your fingers slide all the way in.”

How could you not want to give her whatever she asks for? The way she’s grabbing you makes her breasts squeeze together, and spill out past her arms. Her nipples perky and erect. You can see her muscles ripple under her stomach as she grinds back and forth. Her low hooded eyes and her jaw slack as she’s throwing her head back with pleasure.

On the next thrust you let both fingers sink in to the base, grabbing her hips and holding her in place, wanting her to feel your fingers press and circle around. She gasps, digging her nails into your arm and squeezing everything inward.

“Holy shit! That feels so good! Thank you, baby, thank you!”

“Anything for you, sweet girl.” You begin to pulse your fingers lightly. You loosen your grip on her hips, setting her free.

“Baby, I want you to satisfy yourself. Finish your day dreams from earlier. Ride my hand until you cum.”

You feel her immediately clench around you as she lets out a low moan.

“Is that ok? I don’t want to be selfish. I promise you’ll get to cum too but I just want this so bad. It feels so good, baby!”

Her hips fall into a rhythm again. She leans forward and backward, getting your fingers to massage different walls with the changing angles. Always running over her g-spot though. You make sure to curve and straighten when necessary to always make sure you’re hitting the g-spot.

Your forearm steadily starts to burn. You notice that your fingers aren’t moving exactly how you want them to. Your motions are coming from the shoulder now, and you’re doing everything you can to keep your fingers stiff. You wouldn’t dare say anything and interrupt. You welcome the burn because you know it’s for her pleasure.

She keeps riding, her thrusts become longer, harder, deeper. You know her so well, you notice that’s she close to cumming. Her breath is getting short. Her eyes are squeezing shut. Her rhythm is becoming erratic. Her nails are digging deeper into your skin, burning like they’re cutting, but you don’t mind because you love the kitty scratches the next day. A souvenir, of sorts.

You both are turned on by the noise of her juices getting smacked between your palm and her mound. You love how wet she gets when she rides your hand, and so does she. She can get nervous sometimes, and needs help riding over the edge.

“That’s it, sweet girl. Do you hear how wet you are? You’ve been doing such a good job. I love how you know exactly what you want. You know how to hit all your spots. Cum for me, sweet girl. Cum all over my hand.”

With that, you start pumping your arm more, helping her thrust your fingers harder against her g-spot. She shudders, losing all rhythm and bucking against your hand. She has a death grip on your forearm. Her head shoulder, arms, legs, all flexing inward as she tries to keep riding out her orgasm. Exhausted, she collapses forward onto you. Your fingers slide out of her, and you can feel all the cum dripping down into your palm.

You both lay there, panting, recovering, exchanging sweet kisses and praise. You can finally feel your fingers relaxing out of their clawed position. With content, you lick your fingers and taste her sweet cum. Nothing turns you on more than her pleasure.

Some background: I have a fetish for giving men head. Whenever I meet a man whom I find attractive, I immediately feel like my throat and mouth get horny and I want to drop to my knees and go to town on their cock. I love being face-fucked, I never forget the balls, and I love to swallow.

About 10 years ago, I went on a date with a guy I had known since high school. We had a mutual attraction to each other even back then, but we ran in different social circles, and who you’re friends with is everything in high school, so we never really interacted. Anyways, he asked me on a date via Tinder one night, and I was stoked. We bought a bottle of cheap wine from the local corner store and walked to the nearest movie theater to see one of the desolation of Smaug movies lol. Anyways. As soon as the credits started, we were drinking. I always get horny when I drink wine, and when I tell you I was already hot for this guy 🥴 tall, dark hair, thick beard, great smile. One thing led to another and we started making out. Being the gigantic slut I am, I decided to take it to the next level and began rubbing his crotch over his jeans. He was doing this sexy moan as we continued to kiss, clearly enjoying what I was doing. He began cupping my tits, occasionally (gently) pinching my nipples. Feeling the warm, tight package that his jeans encompassed turned me on so much, making my mouth (and pussy) water. I leaned into his crotch and began making out with his cock through his jeans. I could hear the sharp intake of his breath as I did this. I looked up at him and let out a small moan as I licked his rod through his pants.

That was it for him. Faster than the speed of goddamn light, he had unzipped his pants, pulled them and his boxers down, exposing a beautiful set of cock and balls. His cock was a good 8 inches, and rock hard, with bulging veins on the shaft and a head that was already coated in a layer of precum. His balls were heavy, full, and hairy, emanating a beautiful scent of musk as he flopped them out of his boxers.

I spit on his cock and came back up to kiss him again as I slowly jacked him off. I wanted him to ask for it.

He pulled away. “Can you do it again?”

I smirked. “Do what again?”

“Yknow… go down on me again?” He asked. He looked so fucking cute, sitting there, breathless and flushed. I gave him one last kiss, flicking my tongue against his, before plunging into his crotch.

I started with the balls, like I always do. I really appreciate a good set of heavy, hairy, low-hanging balls, and this guy was packing even more than what I had expected. I gave each of them a light kiss, and then ran my tongue from the bottom of his sack to the base of his cock. He inhaled sharply, muttering “oh my god”. I giggled and stuck my tongue out, running it across his balls horizontally by shaking my head back and forth. He moaned and breathed raggedly. I could tell he was really enjoying this, so I decided to torture him by stopping mid-lick and coming back up to whisper, “I don’t want to distract you from the movie”.

He smiled and said, “fuck the movie, get back down there”.

“Make me,” I said. He grabbed me by the back of my head and pushed my head back into his sack. “Do that thing with your tongue against, please” he gasped.

I giggled and acquiesced, sticking my saliva-soaked tongue out and shaking my head back and forth as my tongue slid across his hairy ballsack, coating it in a thick layer of spit. I jacked off his cock while I was doing this. I looked up at him, blissed out, practically drooling, hypnotized by pleasure. Eventually, he panted, “will you please suck my dick?”

I looked up at him, smirking. “Fraid you’ll have to make me again,” I said.

This next part is so cute. He grabbed the back of my head and guided my mouth to his dick, but then he let go. I was like, wtf? I said make me, hahaha. He said, “i know. I just didn’t want to hurt you.” So sweet and considerate of him 🥰 but unnecessary. “Shut up and manhandle me” I said. He again grabbed the back of my head and guided his cock into my mouth, but this time, he kept pushing down with a slow, even pressure. I gagged on his cock, but was able to take it all the way down to the base. His body shook in pleasure. He did that a few more times, fucking my face in slow motion. Eventually, I put both hands on his cock and gave him the ol’ cyclone maneuver, twisting my hands in opposite directions on his spit-soaked cock as I bobbed up and down. His moans and breathing picked up until he warned me that he was about to cum. I kept going. He tried to pull out of my mouth to jack himself off, and I selfishly stuffed it back in. “I’m going to cum in your mouth” he warned through shaky breaths. “Mmm-hmmm” I said as I continued to work his cock. A few seconds later, he moaned, bucked his hips, and unleashed the biggest load of cum I have ever taken in my LIFE 🥵 it was like he wouldn’t stop cumming. I had him deep in my throat as he unloaded into me, twitching and gasping for air.

I kept sucking him, giggling and licking at his cock head as he sat there, practically hyperventilating and spazzing.

We met up a few times for casual sex after that. It was one of the more fun hookups I’ve had. He was a big fan of the way I give head. In fact, I got a call from him during his bachelor party many years later(I guess on a dare haha) to tell me that “I gave him the best blowjobs ever” hahahaha. Miss that guy

I’ve been watching you. I’ve seen you online begging for attention from men. I watched you stripping down and getting into bed for a session of sexting with strangers and rubbing yourself off.

So I wait for it to start. I wait for you to relax and get a little excited about a dick pic. Seeing a cock that’s hard because of your oversized udders is a compliment isn’t it. Your hand travels south and you begin to rub.

That’s when I enter the room.

I move swiftly to the bed and grab ahold of you while you are still struggling to comprehend my presence. I grab you by the arms and pull you off the bed. I press you up against the wall, both of your hands held over your head in my left hand, my right hand over your mouth. My knee between your legs. Your feet off the ground. You want to struggle but there is no leverage and a 6’ 4”, 325 lb power lifter can throw any little fucktoy around.

I lean in close. Your wide fearful eyes taking in my piercing blue. “I’m here to help you little fucktoy” I tell you. “You talk a big game online. Let’s make it real.”

I pull my hand away from your mouth and tear your top. I grope your breast as you squirm, grinding your moist crotch on my thigh.

I slap your face. “Hey! This is what you are made for. This is what you told me you wanted.”

Slap! Grope. Pinch the nipple until you cry out.

Then I start slapping your tits. No warm up. This is not erotic. This is hard, bruising, punishing slaps. All the while I’m talking: “these tits are the only reason men pay attention to you isn’t it? And you both hate and love it. You want to be seen and wanted for you, but that’s never going to happen. Because you are fucktoy. Your purpose is to please men. YOUR. (Slap) PURPOSE. (Slap) IS. (Slap) TO. (Slap) FUCKING (Slap, Slap, slap) TAKE (Slap) IT! (Slap)

Tears are streaming down your face. Your tits are going to be purple for days. And I throw you on the bed. I hold your head down against the mattress and start in on your ass the same way. At this point your world has narrowed to the pain of slaps and tears and crying.

You can’t even offer any resistance when I flip you onto your back. You offer no resistance when I grope your cunt. My fingers probing and exploring. Even pulling a groan from your mouth.

“You see” I say as I slip off my belt “this won’t really even be a rape. Do you see how wet you are?” I ask as I wipe your juices on your tender tits.

I straddle your chest and start slapping your cleavage with my hard cock. I loop my belt around your neck and pull it to get your attention. It isn’t choking you, but it easily could. It’s a means of control. I want to look in your eyes.

“Show me what those tits are for. Work my cock!” And you grab abused mammaries. You spit for a bit of lube before you start to stroke me. “That’s a good little fuck pet” I say and I reach to the side of the bed for the vibe you were going to use on yourself back when you thought it was going to be a basic sexting session.

I reach back and slap your cunt. “Spread your legs bitch” I tell you. When you comply, I press the vibe to your clit. And now I get to ride you. I’m looking in your eyes as I pull on the belt; I’m holding a vibe to your clit as I fuck your tits. I feel your hips begin to move. “Yes, little slut, his is what you were made for. Are you ready to fulfill your purpose?”

You nod at me because you don’t know what else to do.

I move down between your legs and slap my hard cock against your clit pulling some moans from you. “Can it really be called rape” I ask as I position myself against your opening; my mushroom head spearing your delicate lips apart “if the slut gets wet?” I slam inside in one hard thrust and feel myself just bottom out against your cervix. I pull back slow until just the head is still inside you. I slam back inside. Your juices are flowing freely.

“HEY!” I say slapping your cheek and using the belt to pull your face to mine. “Rape victims don’t get wet. Rape victims don’t cum. Rape victims don’t enjoy it. But you, you are gushing. You are grinding back into me. You are a good little fucktoy aren’t you? You are built to take cock. You are built to please men. Even when you don’t want to, your body does. That’s why it feels so good to be filled. That’s why you can feel an orgasm mounting even now. But you are going have to work for it. You are going to have to ask.”

I pull back and grab the vibe. I hold it against your clit as I piston in and out of you. I can feel you building. I change my pace and feel your frustration as you start climbing again. Again I change my rhythm. Until you finally whimper “Please”

I dismount and throw you to the floor. I use the belt and a hand in your hair to pull you into a kneeling position with my boot between your knees and my cock smearing your own nectar on your face.

“Open your fucking mouth. If you want to cum, grind on my boot as you clean my cock.”

You open your mouth and take my length. You can taste yourself on me and you begin to grind as I release the belt and place a hand on the top of your head.

“Good girl.”

In the last few weeks of our relationship, my ex was clearly cheating. She was often bar hopping with a group of singles, and it was not uncommon for her to return late at night absolutely piss stinking drunk, just wreaking of booze, cigarettes and infidelity.

I used to just hate fuck her as she hiccuped and slurred her way through her rambling explanation of why she was not wearing her ring. Would often do things like cum on her face, choke her—whatever I wanted. I still hate her for being a cheater, but it was hot to degrade her slutty, drunk ass.

I (31f) have always had a kink for smaller dicks. Like anywhere from 3 to 5 inches. My boyfriend (48m) is about 4.5 inches. We met online and we both had no intention on meeting in person. We just wanted to talk. Well, that didn’t last long. We started chatting over Snapchat and he playfully invited me over to his place to soak in his hot tub. I told him to pick me up the next evening and I’d hang out with him. Next day comes, he picks me up and we head back to his place. Everything was going amazingly. We started flirting with each other and he said that we should move to the hot tub. He told me that he doesn’t allow anyone to wear clothes in the hot tub, so he let me undress and cover myself with a towel. I then followed him outside and I unwrapped myself from the towel and slowly got into the hot tub. We started talking and flirting again and I was kneeling between his legs. He was caressing my legs and tummy and then he moved up towards my breasts. I didn’t stop him as I was enjoying his touch. With one hand playing with my nipple, his other hand was caressing my inner thigh. I told him that he could feel my pussy if he wanted to. Of course he did so and he felt just how wet he was making me. I moaned and pushed my pussy into his hand as he was playing with my clit. I was in heaven. He pulled me closer to him and I asked if I could feel his cock. I slowly moved my hand up his inner thigh and gently grabbed his already hard cock. I was pleasantly surprised to feel that he had a smaller dick. I grinned at him and leaned in for a kiss. After we made out for a few minutes, he moved me to the other side of the hot tub against the wall and slowly guided his cock into me. I’ve never experienced so much pleasure in my life. He started fucking me slowly and steadily picked up his pace. I was loudly moaning and bucking my hips into him. He was able to hit both my G spot and cervix without it hurting. I wrapped my legs around his waist and told him to breed my little pussy. And he came so hard and so much that it was dripping out of me when I got out.

I can confidently say that I prefer smaller dicks over larger ones.

It’s bad enough that my wife is jealous I retired early, at the block party last night, she has to tell her friends she cut be off from sex until she retires in a year. Great; in less than five minutes the other guys were ribbing me about it.

The next morning I’m cleaning the garage gutters when I hear someone call my name. “Good morning George!” I look up to see my neighbor LouLou; she’s in her forties, killer body and her husband gets off on other guys lusting after his wife. “Is Mary home?”

LouLou waves and her long sweater parts and I get a great look at her bright blue bikini before she covers up. “Sorry LouLou, she’s working. Anything I can help with?” Yeah I’m hoping not because I’ll be hard as a rock after seeing LouLou’s soft breasts, her hard nipples and those legs that go on for miles.

LouLou claps her hands and giggles. “I knocked a picture frame off the wall and hubby can’t get to it for a while; could you get your tools and come on over?”

I smile and wave; “I’ll be there in five minutes.” I grab my gear and LouLou is waiting by the front door in just the bikini. Damn she has the hardest nipples ever. She holds the door open just enough for me to squeeze past. “Just show me where and I’ll handle it.”

LouLou is wearing her high heels and that ass is jiggling and wiggling. I’m not paying attention to anything else until I hear a giggle. LouLou has her head turned around. “I see you checking out my ass; I know you like what you see too; hubby doesn’t mind as long as you look but don’t touch. Mary is sure missing out, but come on, let’s get this done.”LouLou sat on the arm of the couch and waved to where she wanted the picture. It was a simple job; the anchor was pulled out, tap a new one in, insert the correct screw and hang the picture.

Damn! The picture was a boudoir shot of LouLou in a see through lace body suit with a fake fur collar. You could see everything; her rock hard nipples, her succulent breasts, and her perfectly shaved kitty. I could hear some rhythmic rubbing and I turned to see LouLou humping the arm of the sofa. She was so turned on I could see the front of her bikini had a wet spot. LouLou’s voice was kind of harsh but low; “I’m so horny George, can you help me out? But I’m so tender now so be gentle; don’t worry, this will be our little secret.” LouLou spread her legs more, increased the speed of her rubbing as her breathing got huskier. I walk over and the bulge in my shorts is getting bigger the closer I get. “It’s okay George; you can touch me, but no fucking, just touching; be gentle with my nipples; I’ll cum if you’re gentle.”

I rub her nipple right through the silky fabric of her bikini and those things keep getting stiffer. LouLou lets her head fall back as she continues to dry hump the couch. “You’re such a gentle lover George; I knew you would be, but rub them on the skin!” I pull one bikini cup to the side and trace little circles around the nipple. I kneel beside LouLou as she rubs faster and harder. I reach over with my free hand and pull off the other cup and I’m teasing both nipples. It’s not long until LouLou lets out a little groan, both thighs clamp down on the couch and she has an orgasm that shakes her body. LouLou lets out a contented sigh before she kisses my hand. She pats the couch next to her; as I sit down, she stands up.

I look up at her nipples and they look like they are a an inch long, swollen and tender. Her bikini bottom is soaked and I can smell her sweetness. My cock is kind of bent in my shorts and is getting harder. “LouLou, you are one gorgeous woman. You made my month. You need my help with anything else?”

LouLou drops her bikini top, before stepping out of her bikini bottoms. “I’m glad you asked George; I need your help. I’m still so horny I feel like I’ll pop, so you need to be extra tender. If I sit on your lap, could you stroke my pussy until I cum again?” I nod as LouLou sits in my lap. She pulls my head down onto her right breast and I slowly start licking that nipple and it gets even bigger. I suck it into my mouth, pulling on it gently. “Oh George, that’s it, that’s the way; but remember my pussy.”

I give her left breast a nice fondle before letting my hand find its way to her smooth hairless pussy. I let my finger caress the outer folds of her pussy before sliding a finger in. LouLou lets out a gasp; “LouLou you have the tightest pussy I’ve ever felt; I’ll just slide it in gently until you can handle more.” I slipped my finger inside and her pussy muscles clutched onto it; she was dripping wet and holding on so tightly my finger was stuck so I used my thumb to caress her clit. LouLou let out a sigh, hugged my head onto her chest and came with a much more intense climax. It must have taken a few minutes before she relaxed; “I’m glad you liked that; let’s do it again with two fingers.” I didn’t think they’s fit, but with two fingers in, I could reach her g-spot. LouLou turned so I could suckle her right breast and my fingers moved in and out of her dripping pussy. She was bringing her hips on my hand as she forced my head from breast to breast. She was grinding so urgently I thought I hurt her when she let out a loud groan, but it was just another orgasm.

It took a long time for her body to stop shaking. LouLou stood over me a bit unsteady. Her skin was a beautiful pink color, and her breathing was still ragged. “Get those pants off George. I can tell it’s going to be a good one.” I stood up and slipped off my shorts. My cock was twitching like mad after all that pre-cum had leaked into my shorts. LouLou knelt and grabbed my cock with both hands. She slowly stroked me up and down every once in a while giving my balls a good squeeze or two. “Give me your cum George, give it to me all. I know I couldn’t hold on any longer. I closed my eyes so I only felt LouLou take the head in my mouth as her tongue swirled all over the head. She let my dick pop out of her mouth; “Now George, let me taste you.” My dick was twitching more violently as Loulou sucked on the head of my dick until I exploded with a grunt. I held her head in place as months of my cum shot down her throat. LouLou kept sucking until I was fully drained. After we got dressed again, LouLou walked me out; “Remember George, our little secret. Thanks for your help; I know I can count on you help again.”

I had this best friend—gorgeous, confident, completely at ease in her body. And, well, her boobs were perfect. Like, offensively perfect. You know when something is just so good it feels unfair? That. I was a little obsessed, in that way you can be when you admire someone so much that every little detail about them fascinates you. I’d even talk about it with my boyfriend at the time, half-joking, half-marveling at the injustice of nature. He agreed, obviously. I mean, you’d have to be blind not to.

She knew it too. That’s the thing—she knew the effect she had, and she enjoyed it. Not in a manipulative way, just… playfully aware. She carried herself like someone who had spent her entire life being desired, and instead of making it weird, she leaned into it with this effortless confidence that made people want to orbit around her.

One weekend, she came to visit us. It was meant to be a casual thing—just catching up, drinking wine, maybe staying up too late talking about life, love, and whatever existential crisis we were currently working through. But from the moment she walked through the door, something was different. She wasn’t just visiting as my best friend; she was looking at both of us. And I don’t mean that in a vague, flirty way—I mean in a direct, intentional, making-it-clear-she-wanted-this way.

I clocked it before he did. I could feel it in the way she positioned herself between us, the way her gaze lingered a little longer than usual. And I wasn’t mad about it. Not at all. The idea of it—the three of us—was something I had entertained before, in that what if kind of way that you file under things I’d totally do if the stars aligned. But it had always been theoretical, a fun fantasy to poke at from a safe distance.

Then suddenly, it wasn’t theoretical anymore. It was real, sitting across from me, making it clear she wanted to take this little thought experiment and turn it into an actual night.

I looked at my boyfriend. He was catching on now, his expression shifting from casual enjoyment to something more alert, more intrigued. And that’s when doubt crept in—not about her, but about him. I knew how I felt about her. I trusted her. But him? How was he going to handle it? Would he get too into it? Would I? Would it change something between us?

Because it’s one thing to fantasize about a moment like this, to build it up in your head as this hot, liberating, no-strings-attached experience. It’s another thing entirely when it’s actually happening—when you’re seconds away from stepping into something that might be incredible or might unravel everything you thought you knew about your relationship.

I had no idea which way it was going to go.

She had warned me ahead of time that she’d be staying over—she lived too far to go back that night. It wasn’t a surprise. But somehow, knowing it was coming didn’t make it any less charged.

She also had called him before even arriving. Just casually slipped it into the conversation, like it was nothing.

“So… you’d be cool if I shared the bed with you two?”

I wasn’t there for the call, but when he told me, I could hear her voice in my head—playful, confident, laced with that teasing curiosity she carried so well. She wasn’t really asking for permission. She was testing the waters.

When he relayed it to me, I just smiled. “And what did you say?”

He shrugged, a little amused, a little intrigued. “I said yeah.”

Of course, she had already brought it up to me too, in her own way. Not so much a question, but more like a heads-up. A way of letting me know that if the night led there, she wasn’t just open to it—she was ready.

So I wasn’t surprised when the moment finally came. But I was curious.

The night stretched on, the energy between us shifting, slow and warm, like something simmering just below the surface. When it was finally time to go to bed, there was no awkwardness, no hesitation—just the three of us moving through the motions, unspoken understanding in the air.

Our bed was big, but not that big. Enough that three people could fit, but close enough that bodies would touch.

I slipped into my usual sleepwear—tiny, almost non-existent booty shorts and a soft tank top. She did the same, because of course she did. She was always effortlessly sexy, never trying too hard, just existing in a way that made you want to watch.

He lay in the middle. A silent decision, one that neither of us had to say out loud. She slid in on one side, I took the other, the warmth of our bodies radiating in the space between.

At first, it was just there—the awareness of each other, the shared intimacy of slipping under the covers together. Our bare legs brushed. A casual shift, a repositioning that left a lingering touch a second longer than necessary.

The room was dark, except for the glow of the city outside, faint light stretching across the sheets. I turned onto my side, facing him. She did the same, mirroring me. His breath was steady, controlled—but I could feel the tension in his body. The anticipation.

It started small. The weight of her arm casually draped over his chest, fingers tracing absentminded patterns against his skin. My own hand resting on his stomach, light, nonchalant—except it wasn’t nonchalant.

And then, the shift—the moment where it stopped being just sleeping arrangements and became something else entirely.

A slow inhale. A pause.

A hand grazing a hip.

A spark, waiting to catch fire.

The air was thick with something unspoken, something humming beneath the surface.

Every shift in the sheets, every brush of skin, every slow inhale—it all felt deliberate now. Like we were toeing the edge of something, waiting for the first person to tip the balance.

She was the one who did.

Her fingers, still tracing absent patterns on his chest, drifted lower, just slightly, just enough to make it obvious that this wasn’t just a casual touch anymore. I felt his breath hitch, and she must have felt it too, because she smiled—this slow, knowing smile I could hear in the dark even without seeing it.

I could feel the heat of his body between us, the steady rise and fall of his chest, like he was trying to keep himself grounded. I watched her hand move, slow, teasing, and I realized I was holding my breath.

Then, she turned toward me.

Not a word spoken, but the shift in energy was immediate. Her knee bent slightly, brushing against mine. Her face was close, too close. I could see the way the city light barely outlined her lips, the curve of her mouth.

She was waiting.

I wasn’t sure if she was waiting for me or for him, but it didn’t really matter, did it? Because I was the one who moved. Just a fraction closer. Just enough to break the last bit of space between us.

Her breath was warm, sweet with the hint of wine from earlier. Her fingers, the same ones that had been teasing their way across his skin, now found my arm, trailing up, slow and deliberate.

And then, like it was the most natural thing in the world—like we had done it a thousand times before—her lips brushed against mine.

Soft. Hesitant for only a second. Then firmer, confident, like she knew I wanted this too.

His breath caught between us. A pause. A moment.

And just like that, the balance tipped.

The moment our lips met, everything shifted. The teasing, the slow buildup, the waiting—it all snapped into something undeniable.

I felt the way her mouth softened against mine, then deepened, her tongue brushing mine just enough to make me shiver. Her fingers slid up my arm, across my shoulder, to the base of my neck, gripping me with just enough pressure to send a rush of heat straight between my legs.

And I wasn’t the only one reacting.

He was completely still, but I felt it—his body tensed, his breath heavier, the unmistakable press of him, hard against the sheets. And I knew without looking that he was watching us, that every little movement was driving him insane.

I should’ve been nervous. But I wasn’t.

I was too busy noticing how my own body responded, the slow, delicious pulse between my thighs, the way my tiny shorts were already sticking to me. Too busy noticing her—her skin warm under my fingertips, the way she tasted, the way she smelled, like perfume and something distinctly her.

When I pulled away just enough to catch my breath, she smiled—lazy, knowing. She knew.

She leaned in again, but this time, her lips didn’t find mine. They found my jaw, then my neck, leaving slow, open-mouthed kisses down the sensitive skin there. My head tilted back before I even realized I was doing it, offering more.

And then she moved lower.

The strap of my tank top slipped off my shoulder. Her lips followed.

My breath caught when I felt her mouth trace along my collarbone, my chest, inching downward at a torturous pace.

His hand—finally—moved.

I felt his palm slide over my hip, then dip lower, gripping the curve of my ass through the thin fabric of my shorts.

And just like that, I knew there was no stopping now.

Her fingers found the hem of my top, playing with the fabric, waiting. I lifted my arms. A silent invitation. A silent yes.

She pulled it over my head in one smooth motion.

The air was cool against my skin, my nipples hard even before she wrapped her lips around one of them.

I gasped, my back arching slightly. His fingers dug into my hip.

I heard him swallow. Felt his restraint.

Felt how badly he wanted to break it.

And her?

She was taking her time, moving lower still, mouth and hands leaving a slow, burning trail in their wake.

My body knew exactly where she was heading.

And it was already begging for her to get there.

I couldn’t help it.

Feeling his body pressed against mine, his fingers gripping my hips like he was barely keeping himself together—it made my own need unbearable. The way my friend’s mouth worked its way down my body, the heat of her breath against my skin, the way she knew exactly how to tease without giving in yet... it was driving me wild.

And then there was him.

Hard. So hard.

I shifted, pressing my thigh against him, feeling the way he twitched in response. The sound he made—low, desperate—sent a shiver down my spine. I needed more. I needed to taste him.

I pushed myself up, slipping out from under her mouth just long enough to shift toward him. His breath caught as I moved, like he knew exactly what I was about to do.

My fingers traced over the waistband of his boxers, teasing him the same way she had teased me, watching his stomach tense beneath my touch.

He exhaled, shaky. I smiled.

Then I slipped my hand inside.

The heat of him, the way he pulsed in my palm, made my own body ache in response. He groaned when I wrapped my fingers around him, his hips twitching up toward my touch.

And her?

She watched.

She lifted herself slightly, her lips still glistening from where she’d been kissing me. Her eyes dark, knowing, full of something wicked and curious.

Then she moved behind me, pressing her chest against my back, lips grazing my ear.

"Let me see," she whispered.

I shivered.

And then, like we had rehearsed this moment in some past life, she reached around, her fingers sliding over mine, wrapping around him together.

He cursed.

His head fell back against the pillows, his body so tense it was like he was afraid to move.

And that’s when I felt her.

Her free hand slipping down my stomach, her touch light, teasing.

Then lower.

I gasped, my own grip on him tightening as her fingers dipped between my legs.

He groaned again, this time deeper, rougher, like he couldn’t take much more.

And maybe I couldn’t either.

Maybe none of us could.

I never moaned like that before.

Not that way—raw, unfiltered, spilling out of me before I could even think to hold it back. And it went straight into his ear. I felt him twitch against my palm, his whole body reacting, breath ragged.

I knew what I was doing to him. I wanted to do it to him.

My lips hovered near his ear, letting another sound slip out, softer this time, but just as devastating. He shuddered.

And her? She was watching.

I felt her fingers still moving against me, knowing exactly where to touch, exactly how to tease me right to that edge and keep me there. My whole body was trembling, craving more, and then…

She shifted.

Her eyes met mine—dark, curious, asking a silent question. Not just for her, but for him, too.

I knew what she wanted. What we wanted.

So I let my lips part just slightly, breathless, nodding ever so subtly.

That was all she needed.

I felt the bed shift as she guided him, her hands still on me, but now on him too. And then—

Oh.

Her moan was the first thing that hit me. That sound. That exact sound that told me she was feeling it, that she was lost in it, that she was there.

And I felt it everywhere.

It lit something inside me, something deep and instinctive and uncontrollable. My own moan followed hers, spilling out as if it had been waiting for permission, like hearing her pleasure unlocked something in me.

And suddenly, I wasn’t just moaning—I was begging.

For more. For him. For her. For everything.

Panties back in his mouth. Running my fingers up and down his thighs, getting ever so closer to his cage, teasing him to the point where precum starts leaking out of it. Cleaning it up with my finger I put it on his lips. Slowly I lift up his ass, sliding the strapon onto him, placing it right above his cock. Straddling his waist I grind on the strapon tell I can’t take it and I start to fuck it, bouncing up and down on it, just inches away from his caged cock. Moaning so loudly it would wake the head, I lean over and grab the vibrator from his legs and start to use it on myself, making myself squirt onto his chest and face. After orgasming a few times I get off the strapon, bend over and pull out the panties from his mouth. He begs me to let him fuck me, I think about it, I end up fucking his cage, letting his cock feel the warmth of my pussy and all my juices flowing down onto him. He begs me to take the cage off, pleads that he’ll do anything

Him- “please take the cage off, please let me fuck you” Me- “are you a good boy?” Him- “yes, don’t be a fucking bitch please let me fuck you” Me-pausing for a second to think about what he just said Me- “did you just call me a bitch!?” Him- “…” Me- “no tell me? Did you?!” Him- “yes….” Me- “so why should I unlock you now?!” Him- “I’m sorry…” Me- “this is your fault not mine”

I put my panties back in his mouth and take the strapon off of him. Putting it on myself, Flipping him onto his back. He try’s to protest but I don’t stop, spitting on his ass and taking my finger and rubbing it. Realizing he might not be fully prepared, but also not wanting to let him off easy, I spread apart his ass and start to give him a rimjob, licking his asshole. Every so often stopping and rubbing it with my finger. Slowly we worked up so I could fit 2 fingers in there, so I sit up and grab some lube, pumping it onto his ass and the dildo. Slowly I push the dildo into his ass, he try’s fighting back but there’s not much he can do being tied up and gagged.

Pt.5? God this might be my favorite thing, all the details I still remember🤭

So, I had sex with a guy I really like for the first time yesterday. In the past I have always been with guys who were quite big and thought it was hot and all that. I am going to be fully honest, at first when I went to touch him and realised he was quite small I was a bit concerned about how it would feel like (I think we all get bullshitted about this through society/the media).

HOWEVER I was soooo wrong to be. Once we got going and he started fucking me I really enjoyed myself. I found that, for me, big guys generally hurt me a bit if they go too deep/end up making me sore and uncomfortable. To a point where I almost just want them to be done with it.

I kid you not, this guy felt just perfect as he kept hitting my G spot perfectly every time. I don't think I've ever enjoyed penetration this much with anyone. He wasn't particularly girthy either. He also really knew what positions were better for his size and he at no point showed any signs of being self conscious about himself which I found very hot.

Check my profile for the previous 2 parts, but we'll carry on where we Left off...

I'd spent the rest of the day thinking about that feeling of her grinding herself on my lap, and before I knew it, it was time for our drive home. I'd not considered what the drive home was going to be like after our interaction, but now I was walking to the car, I was extremely nervous. How could it not be a little awkward after that, right?

To my surprise she acted as if nothing had happened at all. She immediately just started telling me about how one of our colleagues had been a bitch and pissed her off or something. We were half way home (these journeys were only like 15 minutes btw) when she abruptly changed the subject. "I've been wondering what sort of things you like... Like what turns you on?", "other than someone grinding on my lap, you mean?". I shot her a coy smile and she turned in her seat so she was completely facing me now. A huge grin across her face. "yesssss, I wanna know what really turns you on". "okay, well I've got a bit of a thing for lingerie and sexy underwear, they kinda drive me a bit crazy ngl... More than it does to most guys I guess". She didn't say anything for a minute, just sat there smiling before simply saying "that's cool"...

"I guess it's your turn to tell me"... "welllll, I really like it when a guy is firm with me, and kinda just takes what he wants" which surprised me after the way she'd been acting. She certainly seemed to be quite dominant rather than submissive. "you strike me as the person that takes what they want."... "usually I just get what I want without having to take it". At this point I was pulling up outside her house. "usually, guys don't make me have to try that hard" and she jumped out the car and left...

At this point I realised that she had probably been flirting for a while without me picking up on it in the slightest, and that she'd upped her game when she wasn't getting what she wanted.

I got home a couple minutes later and received a Snapchat almost as soon as I walked through the door (she must have literally ran upstairs to take these photos as soon as she got in).

Jess leaving me speechless was now becoming a common occurrence... I opened the snap and was greeted by the image of her laying on her bed, shot taken over her shoulder at her ass. You know the pose... She was wearing a black fishnet, full body suit. Her back arching down to her incredible bubble butt. The fishnets did nothing but frame it perfectly. It was quickly followed by one of her laying on her back. While not huge, her tits were perky and the perfect handful. Her nipples were clearly errect and sounded by tiny pale areola (which is my absolute favourite). Her legs were crossed slightly, but it was clear to see that she was completely smooth. (as it turns out, perfectly waxed at all times).

What I should have said was "I'm sorry jess but this is too far. I'm in a relationship and this needs to stop"... But did I say that? You bet your ass I didn't. I told her how incredibly sexy she looked, and how "that incredible ass felt so fucking good grinding against me today. It took everything I had not to just slap or grab it". "I really wish you had, but I could tell how HARD you were trying to restrain yourself ;)"

There was no going back now. A line had been crossed and the flood gates had been opened. She sent another couple photos (equally as sexy but not showing more than tits and ass). She told me that she'd wanted my hands all over her body since the day she had started, and that she got wet every time she saw me around. "you're an idiot you know, you couldn't even tell when a girl is flirting with you". I agreed, and apologised for not noticing, and told her I was glad she hadn't just given up. I was going out that evening so we didn't really talk much more other than both agreeing we were looking forward to morning commute.

I woke up equally excited and nervous about the drive, but ended up leaving to get her 10 minutes earlier than usual. I text like always and she was there waiting for me at the bus stop. "eager to see me this morning were you?" "hmm might have been." as I drove off I moved my hand from the gear stick to her leg. My fingertips tracing small circles on her inner thigh. Out the corner of my eye I saw her bite her lip, which was so hot. I could feel myself straining against my boxers. The conversation stayed pretty casual but I teased her for the whole drive. Occasionally running my fingers so high up her thigh that I'd hear her having to catch her breath before continuing to talk.

I had a meeting first thing, but when I got back to my desk, I couldn't believe me eyes. Sat right on top of my keyboard was a thong. A skimpy black thong with frills round the waist band. I could immediately tell it was soaked. She'd written me a little note to go with it. "this is what you get when you tease me ❤️". (considering I shared my office with 3 other people, and my desk is straight opposite the door as you walk in, this was so incredibly risky) it drove me absolutely wild. I grabbed them up and ran off to the bathroom to take care of myself. Honestly I'd struggle to tell you a time I was more turned on!

I got back to my desk and sent her a message. "I loved my present! I may have to keep teasing you if that's what I get. you're lucky I was the first back into the office though!". "you made them unwearable with that little stunt of yours in the car, thought you may as well look after them.". "omg you're naughty. Meet me upstairs at lunch" (upstairs was just a large storage area full of rows of tall racking).

Considering she had further to go to get there, and I'd practically ran to get there, I can only assume she was so eager that she'd gotten there early and had been waiting for me. She had her back facing me as I walked up behind her. My left arm wrapped around her waist and my right hand was planted firmly on her ass, squeezing tightly. My god it felt amazing! Like it was sculpted by gods honestly... "you're so fucking naughty" I whispered in her ear as I pushed her down one of the isles. "jess I think that may have been the sexiest thing someone's ever done". I spun her around and pushed her against the wall, my hand gliding from her ass to her waistband. My fingers tucking inside. Both her hands came up and wrapped around the back of my neck. Her touch was electric and sent tingles down my whole body.

We moved simultaneously, as she pulled me in to kiss her, my hands slipped behind her waistband and straight between her legs. The passion in that moment was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. and honestly, haven't experienced since. She was perfectly smooth, and absolutely soaked. I didn't even know it was possible to be that wet. My fingers slid straight over her clit and despite the first finger effortly entering her, I could tell she was incredibly tight. She moaned into my mouth before biting my lip. My fingers teasing her perfect pussy. Our tongues explored each other's mouths, and my spare hand couldn't make up it's mind between grabbing her ass, tits, or grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her in closer.

My cock was throbbing and she was massaging it aggressively through my jeans. As I said, the passion in this moment was unmatched. We were absolutely insatiable!

I ended up with 2 fingers I side her while I rubbed her clit with my palm. It wasnt long before she was breathing heavily and her legs started to shake. I was practically holding her up as her legs buckled with the most intense orgasm I'd ever witnessed. I removed my hand from her leggings and licked my fingers before kissing her again.

"you're really something else, you know that" she mumbled into my ear between heavy breaths....

Super long one this time so that seems like a natural conclusion for this one. Part 4 tomorrow

I know it's been a minute since I've put one of these out, in my defense, as you'll see, this was a pretty long one. I'm going to be splitting it up into a part 10 and a part 10.5 which I'll be putting out tomorrow, hope you enjoy!

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9

After our anal experience we were both exhausted. We spent the day cuddling and relaxing in her room, watching some dumb reality show until the time came for her to get ready for her pledge meeting. As she was putting her outfit back on, including her butt plug tail which she, of course, asked me to help with, she was fidgeting anxiously, wringing her hands and fussing with her clothes to no notable effect. 

“What’s wrong, baby?” I asked after watching her fuss all through getting ready.

“I’m getting my last challenges today and I’m freaked out,” she said. “All the full sisters I’ve met keep telling me how bad the final challenges are. They say they’re gross and humiliating and have made a bunch of girls quit.” 

“Well…” I said, walking behind her and wrapping my arms around her midriff, “you know that you’ll have me there with you through it. You’ve made it through so much gross humiliating stuff already, haven’t you? Just earlier today you sucked my dick straight out of your asshole, I can’t imagine it gets much more intense than that.”

“I know you’ll be there with me and I know I ended up liking things I never thought I would, but still, I just have a feeling it’s gonna be worse than any of that and I’m scared,” she said, leaning back into my embrace. 

I continued to attempt to comfort her, but in the back of my mind I knew that she was probably right. Anna and Katy have a real sadistic streak and this is their last chance to make these girls do things before they’re true members. 

Rayna left soon after, ready to attend her penultimate pledge meeting. Returning to my room I started to get ready to work on some of the homework I had been putting off while going through this pledging experience with Rayna when, suddenly, my phone vibrated. 

A message from Anna: “Want to help with the last challenge?” 

“How can I help?” I responded.

“Come to the house.”

I made my way over to the spotless Beta house. As I made my way down the street adjacent to the house I found the beginning of a line stretching down the whole block and around the corner toward their yard. A long line of what looked to be made up largely of frat boys buzzed with excitement. Walking past the line  and toward the door I sent a text to Anna that I was there. The message was quickly read and in short order the front door opened; Anna standing in the doorway looking for me. Her appearance in the doorway was met with uproarious applause by the frat boys. A response that was met graciously by Anna, who smiled and waved, pointing out and flirting with individual guys as her eyes searched for me. Finding me near the back of the crowd filling up the lawn she waved me over telling the guys to make a path. At the realization that she wanted them to move out the way so I could come a torrent of boos erupted, even as they obediently moved out of the way for Anna who waded out into the crowd, brushing her slender fingers along the chests or crotches of whatever guys were lucky enough to be in her path. Getting to me she gently grabbed my hand and led me through the entranced throng of horny college guys.

“What the fuck is going on?” I asked, after making it through the door into the cozily lit living room. 

“I’ll tell you when all the guys get here,” she responded, closing the door behind her to the audible disappointment of the men outside. “For now just hang out with Daniel and Vero, I need to go get our little sluts ready.”

Looking over to one of the couches I saw a Black guy with close cropped hair, wearing a pair of grey sweats, similar to the ones I was wearing, and a black tank top. Across from him in a plush chair reclined a cute curly haired Latina girl wearing loose fitting satin loungewear.

“Hey,” I said as I walked up to the two strangers. 

Daniel, presumably, gave me a nod, while Vero looked me up and down. 

“Which girl is yours?” Vero asked me as I sat down.

“Um, Rayna.”

“Oh, Daddy’s girl, she’s a lot of fun. Daniel here is with Punching Bag, AKA Bella.”

“Oh, are all the girls’ guys gonna be joining?” I asked. 

“That’s what she told me,” Daniel piped up, “but she won’t tell me why we’re here. Just that it’s gonna be a lot of fun.”

“Ominous,” I said, looking back over at Vero who met my gaze with a mischievous smile. 

“VERY fun,” Vero said, biting her lip on the v of very in a way that made me much more aware of how my cock sat in my underwear. 

Our conversation continued until Katy came walking out, making her way to the door and throwing it open to rapturous applause. “Boys, boys, boys,”  she said, quieting down the crowd. “I have a friend over there that needs to get in. I’ll show you my tits if you’re good boys and let him through.”

The crowd quickly parted, creating an easy path for the skinny pierced and tattooed Asian guy with mid ear length bleached hair to easily walk through. Running up through the quickly closing gap in the crowd and catching up with him came a buff latino guy with dark slicked back hair. As both men approached the door Katy lifted her skin tight shirt, emblazoned with the Beta’s greek letters, over her stomach, hooking it under her heavy tits and using it to bounce them. As the guys made it past the crowd and onto the porch Katy flung her shirt up the rest of the way, revealing her beautiful freckled breasts. The crowd burst into hysteria as she held her arms over her head, proudly showing off. Katy grabbed the arms of both guys pulling them in and shutting the door. Leaving the shirt sitting above her ample cleavage, Katy led them over to us. 

“Help a girl out?” She said to the two guys, gesturing to her shirt. 

Both shot her a confused look as they grabbed the bottom of her shirt.

That’s it, good boys.”

They struggled to fit her tits back into the much too small shirt, stretching it hard with one hand while squeezing the tits back into her shirt with the other. 

“Thank you, boys,” she said flirtily, grabbing both guys’ cocks over their pants and giving them a squeeze before returning to the meeting. 

“So who are you here for?” Vero asked the 2 guys. 

I’m here for Anita,” the Asian guy, named Chris, said.

“Wait…” said the Latino guy, named Gus, said, “I’m here for Anita.”

I opted to keep quiet, but I considered how I, also, had fucked Anita. 

The guys found out that, unbeknownst to either of them, they had both been fucking Anita, each doing different tasks with her and thinking they were doing everything. A tense energy developed between the two guys, making for an uncomfortable environment to wait in. Thankfully, the other 2 partners came pretty quickly, the first being a taller white guy with medium length blond hair, built like a swimmer, named Sean, and the second being a Black guy about my height wearing a t-shirt for an alternative rock band I had heard of somewhere with dreads named Ify. Sean was here for Tana, AKA Butt Slut, and Ify was for Krista AKA Cock Breath. I couldn’t help but notice it seems like Rayna got off pretty easy as far as the nicknames.

After some uncomfortable small talk with the other guys Anna and Katy finally came out of the meeting room. They had changed out of their normal clothes into matching micro bikinis, although the bikini looked much more reasonable on Anna’s slender frame. Anna definitely looked slutty, the black square fabric of the bikini just barely covered her tits and the string of the bottoms sat high on her hips, forming a seductive v shape that drew the eyes to the fabric just barely rising above her clit. Both parts of the bikini had hearts in the center of the fabric, sitting on her nipples and clit. If the outfit was already slutty on Anna then on Katy it might have been more tame to just walk out naked. The fabric of the bikini top was pulled tight on her massive tits, trying and failing to contain them. The borders of her pale nipples peaked out from the sides of the coverings and her soft tits spilled out in all directions. The strings strained to hold in their weight, leaving indentations in her breasts. The bottoms were practically swallowed up by her thick ass and thighs. The strings sat low, hugging her hip dips, leaving the fabric covering sitting even lower than Anna’s, leaving her red landing strip pubes on display along with the tip of her clitoral hood. Her ass swallowed the back of the bikini so completely you could think she wasn’t wearing any bottoms looking at her from behind, if not for the strings wrapped tightly around her wide hips. 

The room went silent as they walked to the center of the room. All eyes hungrily focused on them, looking them up and down as they clearly took enjoyment in the lust being directed at them. 

“Alright, guys!” Anna said, snapping all eyes into the room onto her, to Katy’s noticeable chagrin. “Thank you all for coming to help us with the final challenge!”

“We want to thank all of you for generously sharing your…talents with our pledges!” Katy said, stepping slightly in front of Anna and looking meaningfully at each guy’s crotch before saying talents. 

“As you can tell…” Anna said, taking a seat between Chris and Daniel, causing both to squirm as she ran her hands along their thighs, “our sluts have a long night ahead of them, but we wanted to give you first dibs before the crowd gets to them.”

“Wait, what’s happening?” I asked. I had a sense of what was going to be done to the girls but a part of me really didn’t want it to be true.

“Well…have you ever watched Japanese porn?” Katy asked cheekily. 

“So a bukkake?” piped up Gus from the corner.

“Exactly!” Katy said, taking a seat on the arm of Gus’s recliner, casually tracing her finger around his ear.

“How did you even find all those guys?” Ify asked.

“We invite all the guys from the frats,” Anna responded, “it’s part of how we get into all the parties.”

“What’s the other part?” asked Sean.

“We’re hot,” replied both pledge masters in unison, their looks saying “isn’t it obvious?” 

“The pledges will be jerking and sucking all those guys until the line is empty and their faces are covered,” said Anna plainly. “They’ll probably be here for a while, the guys are known to bring their friends too.” 

“I don’t know if I’m alright with that, that’s my girl,” protested Gus.

I wasn’t so sure myself. 

“That’s ok if you don’t want to participate but the pledges have all agreed already and are gonna do it, so you can either get to cum too or not,” replied Anna, matter of factly. 

“We really want you all to enjoy yourselves,” piped in Katy, “the other guys will only get a handjob and maybe some licking, but you guys can use any of the girls however you want! I know you want to try one of the other pledges, don’t you? You had so much fun with Fuck Toy, Jack, don’t you want to try out some others?” At the mention of me having also fucked Anita, Chris and Gus both began staring daggers my way, which I attempted to ignore. 

“I mean…that does sound fun,” I responded. I had already seen Rayna get groped by a crowd of frat guys so this was a bit less out there for me. I wasn’t completely sure, Rayna was really starting to feel like my girlfriend, but I had already fucked other people, so it felt kind of hypocritical to decide she can’t do the same if she wants. Plus, she’s already been fucking the other pledges and the pledge masters, it was kind of easier to handle because they’re girls but that double standard doesn’t make much sense, really.

The other guys seemed quite a bit less convinced, agonizing over the idea that they had no control over who their girls fucked or, in this case, jerked off all over their face.  

“We understand if you have to think about it,” said Anna, standing up and walking over to where Katy sat, “we’ll just kill some time while you decide,” she said as she leaned down toward Katy, placing a slender finger under her chin and tilting her face up to her. 

The 2 gorgeous pledge masters locked lips, tongues darting into each other’s mouths delicately. They began increasing the intensity, sticking their pink tongues further into each other’s mouths as their lips smacked. Katy sucked on Anna’s long outstretched tongue, taking it all the way into her mouth, reconnecting their lips and slipping her tongue back into Anna’s mouth, wrapping itself around hers. As Anna pulled back, a hand on Katy’s neck holding her back from continuing the kiss, they shared a sly smile as a string of spit hung between their pillowy lips. 

Anna backed up to the middle of the room, maintaining eye contact with Katy as she dropped to her knees on the carpet. Katy followed, slowly strutting toward her and kneeling down with her. All eyes were on the girls as they put on this show. The guys still seemed occupied by the decision they were asked to make, but that didn’t stop them from noticeably getting hard, some trying to cover it while others slowly rubbed themselves through their pants. Vero remained reclined in her seat, her legs wide open and a hand gently massaging the space between her pussy and thigh through her lounge pants.

Anna gently placed the tips of her fingers on Katy’s sternum, nestling them snugly between her massive tits, and gently pushed her backward. Katy laid back, straightening her legs and resting her upper body on her elbows behind her, looking up at Anna and playing with her tits seductively. Anna dropped down to her hands and knees, crawling on top of Katy to reignite their kiss while arching her back to give a good view of her pussy lips peeking out from the barely there bikini bottom she wore. Breaking away from the kiss again, Anna lifted back up, straddling Katy’s thick thigh on her knees. She looked around, making eyes at every person watching her, as she lowered her pussy onto Katy’s thigh. At this point everyone in the room was touching themself to some degree. Sean was to the point that he had pulled his dick out and was openly stroking it. Seeing this Anna smiled at him. 

She began grinding on Katy’s leg, doing small body rolls, as she asked him, “Have you made your decision?” 

“Yeah, fuck it, let’s do it,” Sean said, more firmly gripping his hard cock.

“Has anyone else made up their mind?” Katy asked from below Anna, looking around as she played with her tits absentmindedly.

“I’m down,” I said, having made up my mind before their little show even started. 

“Good! Butt Slut, Daddy’s girl! Get out here and warm up your boys!” Katy yelled.

Both girls walked out in white versions of the bikinis the pledge masters wore.  Tana came out first, her pale white skin almost blending in with the white bikini covering her tiny tits and bunching up between the cheeks of her bubble butt. A patch of dark hair peaked out from the bottoms like Katy. Coming in behind her was Rayna, whose tits were much less covered by the top. Her boobs were squeezed lewdly into the outfit, like Katy’s, but her slightly smaller and perkier tits stood at attention, held in by the bikini strings. Her thick nipples poked through the thin material, making dents in the middle of the hearts. Her jiggly ass swallowed the material well and her big clit made a similar dent as her nipples in the heart on the bottom. Both girls were covered in marker writing. Each girl had their nickname written across their stomachs in big red letters and other embarrassing statements like “cum slut,” “use me,” “i heart cum,” and “cover me daddy” were written around their bodies in varying colors. Each girl also had “CUM HERE” written somewhere on their faces. 

They both were glowing bright red as they walked into a room full of men all ogling them. Tana walked to Sean and on his legs, grabbing his cock and taking over stroking it from him as she smiled at him, thanking him for coming. 

Rayna dropped to her knees in front of me, saying, “Thank you for coming, daddy,” as she pulled my sweats down to my ankles. 

Even as she thanked me she couldn’t make eye contact with me, her face burning with shame. I assumed that the sisters told all the pledges to be thankful, even as Rayna was ashamed that I was here knowing what she was about to do. I grabbed a handful of her hair, making her look at me as her face burned even brighter.

“Say it again, little girl,” I growled at her.

“Thank you for coming, daddy.” 

“Good girl,” I said, pulling her by her hair to my hard cock.

She wrapped her lips around my cock, getting to work sucking my cock, taking comfort in the submission. Looking around I noticed many of the guys had started playing with themselves but noticeably Daniel and Sean, even as he got a slow teasing handjob from Tana, were looking at Rayna’s body hungrily. 

“Fuck, ok I’ll do it,” said Daniel to the writhing pile of bodies that was Katy and Anna. The two broke up their kiss, Anna still slowly grinding her clit on Katy’s leg, long enough for Anna to yell, “Punching Bag, get out here!”

Out of the door came Bella, getting on her knees and crawling over to Daniel, pausing by Anna and Katy to wiggle her ass, inviting them to each deliver a sharp slap to the slightly bruised light brown cheeks. Each slap came with a delighted yelp from Bella. Watching her put her head between Daniel’s feet, lifting her ass in the air, asking him to continue the spanking she was receiving. Daniel swiftly brought down a hand, connecting with her toned ass cheek, creating a smack that rang out through the house. Bella responded with a sharp exclamation, grabbing onto Daniel’s pant legs tightly as she further arched her back presenting her ass. Another sharp smack sent a shiver through Bella who bit her hand holding back a scream. Bella raised up putting her head between his legs and giving his cock a playful slap before leaning in and giving it a big kiss. 

She sarcastically delivered a “Thank you for coming,” her bratty attitude earning her a slap, creating a light pink mark on her cheek and a smile on her lips.

As Bella opened her mouth and got to work on Daniel’s cock, Ify made his decision, saying, “I can’t do this,” as he stood up and walked out the door. 

Pausing for a moment from what had escalated between them into scissoring, the pledge masters looked taken off guard, unsure of what to do. 

Still seeming a bit off balance Katy said, “Cock Breath! Get out here!” 

Looking around Krista seemed disappointed seeing that Ify was not there. She looked amazing in the bikini, the top easily covering her tiny tits as the bottoms were completely swallowed by her perfect ass, just the right balance of soft and muscular, only leaving a bit of fabric poking from between her thick thighs, barely covering a smooth shaved pussy.

“Go join Daddy’s Girl. Whatever she does with our special guests you help her,” Anna said, taking charge.

Krista walked over to me, her eyes on the floor, and dropped to her knees next to Rayna.

“Thank you for being here,” she said dejectedly, still looking at the floor. 

Rayna wrapped an arm around Krista, letting her rest her head on her shoulder. 

“Fuck him, girl. If he can’t handle you at your sluttiest then he doesn’t deserve all that ass anyway!” Rayna said, giving her shoulder a shake. “I know my daddy can handle both of us and  more!”

Krista smiled at Rayna’s encouragement, lifting her head to look at her then at my cock.

“Will you share your talent with daddy?” Rayna asked.

Looking much more comfortable Krista nodded and turned fully toward me, her light brown face blushing slightly. She opened her mouth sticking out her tongue and lunged at my cock. To my surprise in one smooth motion she deepthroated me to the balls, her long tongue still sticking out of my mouth. I must have looked completely shocked because Rayna started giggling as she gathered Krista’s hair in her hand.

“She’s good at that, isn’t she daddy?”

“Fuck yes she is,” I moaned.

“This is nothing. Show daddy the tongue thing.”

Suddenly I felt her long tracing the underside of my scrotum, licking my balls while she deepthroated me. Rayna lightly cupped my balls with her free hand, pressing them more firmly to Krista’s tongue as she dragged it side to side. Her throat held me in its warm grasp with no struggle. Every time her tongue flicked one of my balls as it passed over it electricity shot through my body. Rayna began pumping her head up and down, using her curly black hair as a handle. She slid smoothly up and down making a gluck sound every time my cock penetrated or left her throat. At no point did she gag or fight for air; she took the throat fucking with absolutely no resistance, her tongue sliding over my balls every time she bottomed out.

Debauchery surrounded me as I got my cock sucked. Tana straddled Sean, holding his cock  in place with one hand as she rubbed her wet pussy up and down the shaft, using her other hand to press the shaft into her, sandwiching it between her pussy lips. Bella sucked cock sloppily, receiving a hard slap from Daniel every time her mouth left his cock, which really only seemed to encourage her to keep taking it out of her mouth. Anna and Katy roughly tribbed, a splash of squirt covering both of their stomachs as Katy writhed beneath Anna in the throes of an intense orgasm. The only two left to make their decision were Chris and Gus, both of whom were anxiously fidgeting, trying to not make eye contact, but glancing at each other regularly. 

Finally, Gus raised his voice and said, “Fine, I’ll be the one here for Anita.” 

“Hey, I’m here for Anita too!” yelled Chris, getting up and angrily closing the distance between them, his hands balled in fists.

“Fuck Toy, get out here!” yelled Katy.

 “And you two,” Anna said, turning to Chris and Gus, “you can either figure it out or leave. We won’t have any fighting in this house, you can take all that angry energy out on Fuck Toy or you can both leave and do whatever you want with each other.”

While Anna was laying down the law Anita had snuck in the room and knelt down next to the 2 guys. Her bikini top was already pulled to the side, revealing her perky tits. Her bikini bottom was also pulled to the side, allowing a purple rubber stem with a wide ring on the end to poke out of her asshole. Her body writing seemed extra humiliating and some of it appeared to be written by her, shaky handwriting and some backward letters the result of writing them in a mirror, presumably. “WHORE” was written across her face, her pouting lips making the O and things like “worthless,” “cumdumpster”, and “dumb slut” were shakily scrawled across her chest.

“I want you both here, masters,” Anita said, putting herself on her knees between the seated Gus and the standing Chris. “You don’t need to fight, I have enough holes for both of you.”

Both guys seemed taken aback by her brazen sluttiness. Neither appeared to know how to respond. Now that they were like putty in her hands she guided Chris to take a seat next to Gus. Intrigued by the dynamic, Katy broke away from Anna, walking behind the couch and wrapping her arms around both of them, dragging her hands up their torsos. 

“I think there’s only one way to make this fair. Each of you got to do some of the challenges, so we need to even things out,” she said, placing her head between theirs and looking down at Anita. 

“Who has gotten a blowjob from Fuck Toy?”

Tentatively both guys raised their hands.

“Good girl!” She said, smiling down at Anita. “Who has fucked her face?”

Again, both guys raised their hands 

“Good, good. Who has gotten to use Fuck Toy’s pussy?”

This time only Chris raised his hand.

“That means you too, Daddy,” she said looking over at me with a cheeky smile.

Sheepishly I raised my hand. Both guys’ eyes snapped over to me, anger reignited in both of them.

“Tsk tsk, Fuck Toy. Okay, who has gotten to have a threesome with Fuck Toy?”

Getting what she was trying to do I, again, raised my hand, averting my gaze from their furious faces.

“Oh that’s right, I was there for that one. Who got to use  Fuck Toy’s ass?” 

Gus raised his hand alone this time.

“Okay then Fuck Toy, to make sure things are fair I’ll be joining you three and Chris will get your ass while Gus gets your pussy, does that sound fair, boys?”

“Y-yeah.” 

“Yeah I think so.”

“Good!” she said, slipping her hands under both guy’s waistbands and grabbing their visibly hard cocks.

“Alright, boys!” exclaimed Anna, pulling the room’s attention away from Katy and Anita, “we’re gonna make some swaps because I promised Daddy he would get a reward. I’m going to need to borrow Butt Slut and Punching Bag for it, I know both of you want to fuck Daddy’s Girl, I saw how you looked at her so why don’t you go do something about it?” she said to Daniel and Sean as she grabbed both girls by their hair.

Anna dragged the 2 girls over to us and stood behind Rayna who looked to me wide eyed. I looked from her to Anna and whatever reward she was referring to. 

“You heard her,” I said, looking back at her. “Go give them what they want, little girl.”

Her face burned bright red as she turned to crawl over to the men who were practically salivating just looking at her.

“But-” I said, grabbing a handful of her hair roughly, “don’t forget who your daddy is.”

“Yes, daddy,” she said, her eyes filled with lust and fear.

She crawled over to Daniel, followed by Krista. He sat on the sofa across from me with his cock out. His dick was a bit shorter than mine but was also thicker, a fact which surprised Rayna when wrapped her hand around it and she found that her thumb and middle finger couldn’t touch. As Sean hungrily closed in on Rayna and Krista’s kneeling forms my attention was pulled back to the 3 girls in front of me. 

“Do you remember my promise, daddy?” Anna asked, looking down at me with Tana and Bella, who she held on their tiptoes by their hair, making use of her height advantage on the petite girls. 

“I’m not sure I do,” I responded, searching my memory for what she was referring to. 

“I won’t take it too personally, you had a lot going on that day,” she teased. “You were kind enough to eat my ass with Fuck Toy last week and I believe I promised that I would be returning the favor.”

“Oh-I-I’m not really sure I’m into that,” I stammered. 

“Come on, dude. Are you really gonna let your insecure masculinity get in the way of three girls that want to make you cum?” Anna asked, looking a bit exasperated.

“Well,I mean…I guess not.”

“That’s the spirit! Stand up please, daddy!”

As I shakily stood up, unsure of what was about to happen I looked around the room. The 2 guys whose girls I had unwittingly taken were greedily groping Rayna, roughly squeezing her tits and slapping her ass as she stood between them. Krista appeared to be joining in on the fun as well, sliding her hand between Rayna’s thick thighs and rubbing her clit aggressively. Rayna looked to be loving the attention, blushing as she grabbed the guys’ hands, encouraging them to be rougher with her tits. Anita, to her excitement, was being thrown back and forth between 2 jealous men. Gus grabbed her head, forcing her down onto his cock, plunging her up and down a few times before Chris roughly grabbed her hair, wrenching her away from Chris’s grasp and putting her to work on his own raging erection. Katy watched this sexual tug of war with a look of satisfaction at having made it happen by inviting both guys. She slowly rubbed wide circles on her wet pussy as Anita’s head was used, her gagging ignored by the two men, each seeking to demonstrate their ownership of the petite submissive to the other. 

I stood in front of Anna who pushed Tana into a crouch in front of me. Her pale skin was flushed as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue; the same move that Rayna employs to entice me: they’ve been trained well. While crouching she arched her back, sticking her ample ass out, flowing into her soft hips which bulged against the tight string of her bikini. Her soft, pale body contrasted beautifully with Bella’s warm brown skin and toned muscles. Anna dragged Bella by her high ponytail around me and pushed her into a crouch behind me, the more bratty pledge scoffing at her position in this arrangement, but knowing better than to say anything. 

“Ready, daddy?” Anna asked, lightly running her fingers along the side of my neck. 

“Rea-”

And before I could finish getting the word out Anna had wrapped her arms around me, pressing her body firmly against mine and sandwiching Bella’s head between us. The sensation was alarming as her slender nose was buried between my ass cheeks and her pouty lips lightly grazed my asshole. 

“Now start licking, Punching Bag or we’ll find out exactly how much pain you can take before you break,” Anna said cruelly. 

I jolted as her wet tongue brushed against my asshole lightly. It didn’t exactly feel good but I didn’t hate it either so I figured I would let Anna keep directing the action. Bella continued to softly tongue my ass as Anna extended her arms and took hold of Tana’s head from either side, pulling her into me. The willing pledge opened her mouth and took my hard cock halfway down. She lacked the incredible skill of Krista, but she had still clearly been trained well, relaxing her throat and swallowing me as she looked up to make eye contact with me and Anna, whose head rested on my shoulder from behind. Anna used Tana’s head like a Fleshlight, sliding it smoothly over my cock as she used her hips to push Bella’s face into my ass firmly. 

“Do you like having your ass licked, daddy?” Anna sensually whispered into my ear, between light bites to the top of my ear. 

“It’s…alright,” I responded, still not really feeling much from that end aside from an occasional tickle.

“Punching Bag,” Anna snapped, her sharp dominant tone cutting through the sounds of debauchery around us, “if you don’t want to be nothing but target practice for the campus sadists’ whip practice for the next 4 years of college you’ll show me that you can be a good slut and lick ass well.”

“Yes mistress Anna,” Bella mumbled as she put her hands on either of my ass cheeks and spread them open.

As her tongue made firm contact with my asshole it was like electricity shot through me. Her tongue drawing circles up and down my asshole sent shots of pleasure into my cock, eliciting a low moan from me involuntarily. As Tana increased her suction I felt the pressure slowly building in my cock toward an orgasm. Sensing the orgasm building Anna slowed her strokes torturously. Wrapping one of her own hands around my twitching cock she squeezed tightly, slowly stroking me with that hand while holding a handful of Tana’s hair with the other, presenting her face for me to splatter with my cum. 

Her stroking was bringing me, ever so slowly, closer to painting Tana’s face when she said “stick your tongue in, Punching Bag.”

I felt the tip of her tongue pushing its way into my ass, sending an intense wave of pleasure through me. It was as if an arrow of ecstasy shot from my ass to my cock as I erupted, shooting ropes of thick white cum all over Tana’s pale eager face. My first shot landed across her left cheek, leaving a streak of semen, before Anna adjusted her aim, ensuring that my second shot hit her dead center, splattering against her nose and streaming down her lip.

After my second shot Anna tightly pinched the head of my cock, stopping any stimulation and holding back my cum.

As I groaned at the sudden denial of my full orgasm Anna said “Get in front of this cock, Punching Bag.”

Jumping at the chance to stop licking my ass Bella quickly turned around and stuck her face between my legs, placing her palms on the floor behind her, so her bratty face was looking up at me from under my balls. Aiming my cock downward Anna aggressively jerked me off, releasing Tana’s hair and using her other hand to rub my balls. Having already been right on the edge I quickly exploded again, shooting 3 more ropes of cum onto Bella’s waiting forehead. Raising up on her fingertips to lift herself Bella kissed the tip of my cock, sucking out the last bead of cum on the head. She pushed her whole slender body between my legs, making me spread my legs wide, and stood up, turning around to face Tana. Standing over Tana she opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue, letting my last drop of cum along with a thin string of spit drip onto Tana’s face, both girls breaking into laughter as it splattered on her forehead. 

“Did you enjoy, daddy?” Anna asked, planting her chin on my shoulder and slowly rubbing my softening cock with a flat hand. 

“That was amazing, thank you,” I said, looking from her to Tana and Bella who were already kissing and getting ready for a long night.

I looked around and realized that I was the first one to cum. In my defense, I had 3 women on me, I didn’t really stand a chance. I looked around and saw Daniel and Sean spitroasting Rayna, groping and enjoying her perfectly soft body. Krista acted as support for Rayna, eating her pussy and letting whoever was fucking her, Daniel at the time, pull out and thrust balls deep in her mouth for a change of sensation.  Chris was taking full advantage of his exclusive right to Anita’s asshole, slamming into her balls deep, making her bite the cushion of the couch to stop her from crying out in pain. Even as her asshole was being destroyed Anita still obediently held her ass cheeks open, inviting him deeper inside her. Gus was taking a break from his payback on Anita to enjoy Katy, who was relentlessly riding his cock, the same way she did mine; with an ecstatic smile on her face. 

As I took in the sights surrounding me Anna got to work preparing the cum covered pledges for their night by sucking on their nipples. As Bella and Tana made out passionately the cum on their faces smeared, covering their cheeks and foreheads in a thin layer of my semen. 

“Jack!” I heard from the opposite corner of the room. 

Looking over I saw Vero, still reclined in her seat, her hand down her pants, visibly moving under the thin fabric. Her cheeks were tinged pink with excitement and a wide smile was on her face as she waved me over to her.  

“Come play with me,” She said as I approached.

“Oh…I just came…” I said, tentatively, not wanting a repeat of the torture I had gotten from Katy.

“That’s okay! Can I sit in your lap while I masturbate? You can play with my tits if you want!” She said cheerfully, grabbing my hand and placing it on her chest.

I could feel that her nipples, perched atop her medium sized tits, were already hard enough to cut diamonds. 

“Yeah, I think I can do that…” I said, softly playing with her nipple through her top.

She stood up and took off her lounge pants, revealing a pair of lacy panties. I took my place in the recliner spreading my legs wide and she sat between my thighs, leaning back into me. I slid my hand under her top and gently massaged her tits as she played with herself. Together we watched the pledges work to satisfy their men. 

In front of me Rayna continued to get spitroasted by the 2 guys, standing bent over with her arms wrapped around Daniel who was now standing in front of her, enjoying the oral skills she had practiced with me. His dick was a bit skinnier and longer than mine and Rayna was swallowing every inch of it effortlessly. Sean was slamming into Rayna hard, doing Daniel a favor by pushing Rayna deeper onto his cock with every thrust as waves rippled through her soft ass. Krista crouched under Rayna, worshipping her tits with alternating licks and bites. Daniel closed his eyes as he grabbed hold of Rayna’s head and began fucking back into her, moaning as he built toward an orgasm. After a few strokes he pulled out of her throat and started jerking himself off. Seeing this Krista turned around and got on her hands and knees, positioning her face under Rayna’s. Seeing his targets Daniel sped up his masturbation. 

“Please cover us, sir,” said Rayna between moans.

“Oh yeah, make us your cum sluts,” moaned Krista as she roughly palmed her own tits with one hand. 

With a loud moan Daniel finally exploded, painting Rayna’s cheeks and chin with multiple shots of cum. The cum dripped from Rayna’s chin onto Krista’s forehead slowly; too slowly for Krista’s liking as she took it on herself to turn around, laying on her back and pulling Rayna off Sean’s cock and into her embrace, making out with Rayna and smearing cum all over herself. 

As Daniel came down  from his orgasmic high Vero called out his name beckoning him over.

“Wanna help out?” she asked, lifting up her shirt and grabbing his hand to place it on the breast I  wasn’t fondling. 

Without a word Daniel smiled and took a seat on the chair’s armrest, absent-mindedly playing with her nipple as we continued to watch. The way she was writhing in my lap was bringing my cock back to life, a fact she had definitely noticed by now as it seemed like she was purposefully positioning my half hard cock between her ass cheeks.  

I looked over to Anita who was really putting in the work to make it up to her guys. She was being roughly double penetrated by her two men, crouching over Chris on the couch with Gus standing in front of her between Chris’s spread legs, pounding her tight pussy. Chris continued to fill up her asshole, mercilessly fucking her as she obediently held herself up to allow him room to thrust into her. She was shaking hard from a mixture of the strain of holding herself up and the pleasure and pain of this brutal fucking but she was still smiling wide. 

“Please may I cum?” she desperately moaned.

“Not until both of us cum in your selfish whore holes,” Gus shot back, landing a sharp slap across her cheek.

“That’s right, slut,” Gus moaned, reaching around to slap her chest, a loud smack ringing out followed by a scream from Anita.

“Yes, masters!” she exclaimed, turning red from exertion but perfectly maintaining her position, unable to disobey.

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My sister and I were playing silly sausage it’s a game were you have to make the other laugh, I was losing badly and couldn’t make my sister laugh at all. My sister who was obviously bored after so long kicking my ass said she had a way to help me I said I would do anything. She told me to pull my pants down and make my dick hard so I did as I was told. She made me sit on the bed and she took her pants off and before I knew it she was sitting on my rock hard cock, I was young so didn’t really understand what was happening after a while of her bouncing up and down on me I felt this amazing sensation (I now know I was cummin) after my cock went soft she got off me, looking back now I can’t believe I had sex with my sister and came inside her. I think about it often it was the only time it happened but it felt great and I love that she took my virginity. This memory makes my incest obsession so bad.