Chapter 1: The Meet-Cute It all began with a shout. A drunken argument erupted outside my studio apartment in Kamanahalli late one Friday night, pulling me from a half-forgotten dream. Bleary-eyed, I stepped into the passage, clad in nothing but a T-shirt and boxers, only to find myself in the middle of a heated exchange between a towering, drunk man and a strikingly beautiful African woman.

She looked at me with eyes that burned like embers and cried for help. Her voice was firm, almost commanding. My focus, however, faltered—not on her words, but on her. Short, with intricate braids that framed her flawless face, she was in lingerie, humongous saggy breasts, the biggest i have ever seen, the cleavage extended what looked like forever, she exuded a magnetism I couldn’t ignore. I barely managed to intervene, steering the man toward the elevator and diffusing the tension.

When I turned back, she was standing outside my door, her expression unreadable, her smile playful yet knowing. “I’m Mimi,” she said, her voice low and intoxicating, and then she smiled and ran back inside her apartment. That wink lingered in my mind long after she disappeared into the night.

Chapter 2: Priya and the New Connection The next day, my wife Priya arrived to help set up the apartment. It was a relief to see her, and we rekindled the connection that had been strained by the distance between Kochi and Bangalore. But even as we shared moments of closeness, my thoughts drifted back to Mimi and her mischievous smile.

By Monday, Priya had already befriended someone new. That evening, I came home to find her chatting animatedly with Laya, a lean, athletic African woman she’d met in the lobby. As I introduced myself, Laya leaned in and said softly, “Mimi told me about you.” My heart skipped a beat.

Priya, oblivious to my inner turmoil, went to fetch coffee. Laya stayed back, her eyes glinting with mischief. “Mimi talks about you a lot,” she teased. The sudden rush of emotions—the intrigue, the guilt, the forbidden excitement—was almost overwhelming. I played it cool, but Laya’s knowing smirk suggested she wasn’t buying my act.

Chapter 3: The Invitation Weeks passed in a haze of routine, with no sign of Mimi. I resigned myself to the idea that our fleeting encounter was just that—fleeting. Until one lazy Saturday when my doorbell rang.

It was Laya, her smile as radiant as ever. “We’re having a small house party,” she said. “Mimi thought you might like to join.” Her words felt like an invitation to more than just a casual gathering, and I found myself agreeing before she finished speaking.

Minutes later, I stood outside their door, heart pounding in anticipation. Mimi opened it, her figure framed in a body-hugging dress that left nothing to the imagination. She greeted me with a warm hug that lingered, her body pressing against mine in a way that left no doubt about her intentions. Her confidence was electric, her touch a promise of something wild and untamed.

Laya watched from the dining table, laughing softly, as if she knew exactly how this night would unfold. Mimi leaned in, her breath warm against my ear. “I’ve never met a man like you,” she whispered, her words sending shivers down my spine.

And then she looked me in the eye, her gaze unflinching, her hand resting on my chest. “You’re mine now,” she declared, her voice both playful and possessive. It wasn’t a question—it was a statement, Laya laughed and said Mimi’s game…to be continued…

I’m 19F and a stripper. I’ve had a regular for a year. (48M).

He met my aunt at church a few months ago and he acts like an innocent guy around my family.

But then when he visits my work. He always requests me and another girl or two and plays with us.

When he first started coming a year ago, he had brought his girlfriend at the time (not my aunt). And his girlfriend at the time was seething while I was there bouncing my ass in his face and he kept slapping it. Then he took me to a private room without his girlfriend, he left her in the lounge.

Now that he’s with my aunt. My aunt is always bragging that he only has eyes for her but every Thursday, he has me bent over in one of the private rooms (usually with another girl too).

Then at their wedding this weekend, we snuck off to a restroom and he bent me over the counter and fucked me.

I almost think of it as a game at this point. When I first started on my homewrecking journey I felt very conflicted about it. I felt bad about myself and guilty about what I was doing. As time went on though I got more and more comfortable with it. I started to enjoy the darkness as one could say. At first it was mostly just curiosity and finding someone attractive, but now I get off on the rush of it all. The feeling of doing something I know I shouldn’t be, and the thought that I just can’t be resisted.

One of my favorite things to do now is to find guys who are good guys. The kind who would never going looking for something on the side, and convince them to fuck me. Not convince exactly, but just flirty very directly and make it clear to them that I would never tell, and that i’m happy to be their little secret.

I have honestly been shocked by how many guys are willing to cheat if they know you are down for it. I think most of them are just afraid that you will fuck their life up or something. But once they know that you actually get off on it things get so fucking dirty. I love making them talk badly about their partners, telling me how much hotter and tighter I am. I fucking love being a homewrecker.

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Disclaimer: This is a true confession of my first sex experience with a woman (34) when I was 18.

Tag: first time.

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It was the autumn of 2004, less than one month after my 18^(th) birthday. I have already finished high school and had some free time. I went to the park next to my home and met my neighbor Mali there. I babysat her kid several times in the last three months since she divorced her wife Kate. “hey Mali, how are you?” I said, “Great, Bob is with Kate today, so I have some time for myself,” She answered, smiling.    We strolled in the park tighter for a while and somehow ended up at her apartment. 

We entered and made a cup of tea. We sat on the couch and put our tea cups on the cafe table. After the trivial question as part of “small talk,” she started talking about her ex-wife, Kate. It seemed she needed to share, so I was thoughtful and listened. At some point, I put my hand on her leg to show my sympathy, trying to encourage her. My gesture developed into an interesting path, and we started exploring each other with our hands.  Finally, after an enhanced mutual touch, I kissed her. The kissing advanced to a strip of our shirts. I also removed her bra and started kissing and sucking her tits. Then she leads me to her bedroom, and we continue there.

She pushed me to lay on the bed and started sucking me. This new feeling was terrific, like an electrical wave flowing from my dick to my mind. She made me moan loudly; I very gently grabbed her head and pushed it down on my cock.  She marked me that she was ok with it, pushing me deeper in her mouth. I then asked her if I may taste her pussy as well; “Not yet,” she replied, “Wait for it.” She turned around, while her ass facing my head. Still, she did not let me reach her with my tongue. Finally, she pushed her ass back, allowing me to lick her pussy.

The taste was so different and elaborate than anything I could remember. It's a little bit sour and sweeter, with a creamy texture.  I was eating out her pussy enthusiastically; I remember I liked the taste very much; until today, licking is one of my favorite sexual acts.  She pulled my cock out of her mouth and asked me if I was ready to enter her.

She climbed on top of me while I was lying on my back and directed my dick to the entrance.  She rubbed the head with her clit, and then took all my hard inside until her ass touched my balls. Mali made all my senses wake:  I was intoxicated by the scent of her sweating body as she road me, the worm feeling of her pussy engulfing me, and the taste of her hard pink puffy nipple when I sucked it during the whole process. I rolled her over, now me on top of her; I continued to fuck her while kissing her neck until my excitement reached my limit, and I cum hard.  She removed the condom and collected my cum in her mouth. Then we had a passionate snowball kiss while we both lay on her bed.

Sooo my older brother had his friend over, we'll call him Scott, and he ended up staying the night. I (19f) like taking really long showers at night so I fall asleep easier. Anyway it was like 11pm and i was going about my nightly routine cleansing my face, brushing my teeth, then hop in the shower. While i was in the shower i started getting horny and slowly teased my clit. I usually don't do this in the shower but i really couldn't hold myself back.

As i got close to cumming i hear a knock on the door saying "I really need to pee can i come in?" I thought it was my brother so I said yes. Turns out it was Scott. He acted casual as if nothing was weird and went to use the washroom. Well I didn't really know how to react at this point, i figured the steam was covering enough of the shower so i tested my boundaries. I kept playing with myself while trying to keep quiet... but for some reason i was 10x horny knowing he was right there. I let out a soft moan and my legs quivered. He looked at me through the fogged shower glass and saw me fingers deep inside my pussy. I told him sorry i'm just really horny. He said "I think it's hot as fuck don't worry"

Then he went to wash his hands but i saw his bulge sticking out and could tell he was hard for me. If it wasn't for my parents being downstairs i probably would've gotten out and started sucking his cock right there. But I kept my composure and let him walk out. I just hope he didn't tell anyone about this....

I, 22f, used to love fucking at cemeteries with my exes. I only did this when I was 19/20 but it was some of the most fun sex I’ve ever had. Nothing like getting filled up over and over while looking up at the stars. The cool breeze hitting our sweaty bodies. We would go back during the day and leave flowers for people. Lol my way of being cute and respectful. (We never fucked on a gravestone. Just on the floor like 15 feet away or on a bench that was by a cute creepy tree, I’m not crazy crazy)

One time a car showed up and I could tell the guy was watching us so I put on a show for him. I could tell what he was doing and boy did it turn me on having two guys cum for me.

I took other hookups there too. It was a nice spot. 🤭

My friend was hosting a house party for our extended friend group and just people we know so about 30ish?

Pretty much everyone was heavily heavily drinking and having a good time. I was dressed pretty slutty, short black dress which hugged my figure and no bra or panties

I ended up playing some drinking game and lost so I had to do a forfeit and I had to flash my ass which led to everyone knowing I had no panties on so for the rest of the night I had people looking up my skirt or rubbing there hands all over me and I loved it. I went upstairs with one of the boys and we got into a bed together to fuck and when he finished he called his friends up and fuck they didn’t stop for hours

I think in total I had 11-14 people fuck me I felt so slutty by the end of the night, and yes I’m on birth control and yes I took plan b

But I felt so slutty afterwards my dress was missing so I was naked covered in cum and leaking from my ass and pussy all night long I remember someone recording telling me to say how much of a slut I am and ik I did it. My body was aching for days afterwards, I’ve had similar things happened before I love itt

My roommate has always been a super standup guy. I was a dick to my gf for a year, and he saw all of it. He was going through a really bad breakup our first year of college year, and him and my gf naturally became good friends bc we are all in the same friend group and they interact all the time.

We broke up over the summer, and this entire semester her and him were getting closer. He finally broke the news that they were gonna be fuck buddies, and probably date in the near future.

His room is directly across from mine, so after 8pm Thu-Sat, all I here is gurgling, slurping, gagging, planning, groans, splashing liquid on false-wood flooring, condom snaps (she NEVER let me go raw), and smacking noises (HARD AND LOUD).

This has literally been the greatest experience of my life, and hearing the details filtered through my other roomates has been even better

[Disclaimer: I have a very specific type of foot fetish. I love high arches and don’t like flat feet. It’s just how my brain is wired, pls don’t hate]

I met my current girlfriend on a dating app. She’s a 5’2” baddie built like a ballerina.

On our first date, I drove to her place because we had planned to go to a local antique store that afternoon.

She got in my car and we went to the store and saw some really cool old stuff. There were old clocks, decorative plates and utensils, books, furniture, and honestly a whole bunch of other stuff. The store is huge.

After about an hour, we decided to head out and I asked her if she wanted to come back to my place.

She said yes.

I then asked her if she had seen my whole profile.

She said she hadn’t.

I told her that on my profile I say that I have a foot fetish and I would prefer a partner who is open-minded to that.

I asked her if she was open to it.

She nodded.

I said “good, because I’m gonna be sucking your toes later.”

She giggled. A good sign.

We eventually made it back to my place and started to unwind. She was hesitant to take off her shoes at first, but I told her that it’s fine and we should get comfortable anyways.

She asked if we could smoke first.

Of course! I just happened to have a blunt outside that was ready to be smoked.

After we got back inside I sat on the couch. She walked to the corner of the living room, untied her old, beat-up Converse, slid them off, and completely surprised me with the most dainty, sexy little high arched feet that I have ever seen…

I could almost see the wrinkles of her arches through her socks. It was mesmerizing.

I was already attracted to her, but this discovery absolutely sealed the deal for me.

I felt my eyes widen and my pupils dilate, and she saw it too. So, she sat next to me on the couch.

I told her that I think her feet are beautiful and asked her if I could sniff them.

“You wanna sniff them?” she replied.

“Yeah.”

“But—they’re gonna be stinky…” she said with a concerned tone and a shy smile.

“I know” I replied, with a devilish grin.

She smiled again, more confidently this time, and placed her stinky little high arched feet on my lap.

She had just gotten off work before our date and we had just walked around for quite some time, so they really were properly stinky and very slightly sweaty.

I peeled off her socks and revealed her high arches in their full glory.

I could already smell them before her socks were off. I fell in love with that scent immediately.

I was absolutely enthralled, and she was intrigued by my fascination. I could feel her smiling at me and watching as I worshipped her feet, massaging and kissing her arches and soles and sniffing her toes.

Suddenly I got so turned on that I involuntarily moaned and made an :O face and she bursted out laughing.

I playfully asked “what?” knowing full well what I had just done, slightly embarrassed.

She replied, “You’re really enjoying that, aren’t you?” And flashed me a seductive smile, wiggling her toes while I held her feet by the heels in the palms of my hands.

I couldn’t say a word. I just grinned back and continued on as before for some time.

Eventually my boner became visible through my sweats which piqued her interest. She raised an eyebrow at me, and I was so horny in that moment that I just had to ask if we could have some fun in the guest room.

She said yes, so I led her to the room and closed the door.

We took off all our clothes and I laid her down on the bed.

We had just smoked beforehand so we were both incredibly horny and ready to risk it all.

We kissed for what seemed like hours, then I ate and fingered her pussy until she came and then gave her my cock as a reward.

We both loved every second of it.

Naturally I was switching between kissing her and sniffing her feet while fucking her until eventually my penis couldn’t handle it anymore and I had to cum.

And I never came so hard before in my life.

I pulled out and released all over her belly and moaned the loudest I ever have in my entire life.

It truly was the best sex I ever had.

She looked at me, aroused and slightly dazed, with a wide grin on her face.

I smiled back.

We cleaned up, kissed until we fell asleep and took a nap together naked for a few hours.

I drove her back home that night and couldn’t stop thinking about what had just happened.

It was so fucking hot.

I asked her to be my girlfriend the next day and she said yes, and I’ve been dropping huge loads in her perfect pussy while sniffing her stinky little high arched feet ever since. We both couldn’t be happier.

She even talks dirty to me now and says stuff like, “You love these feet?” “Do these stinky little high arched feet make your penis feel good?” “Are you a pervert for my feet?” “Do these feet make you wanna cum?” And she loves wiggling her toes on my face while I sniff them, which is so fucking hot to me.

It literally never fails to make me cum.

I am absolutely in love with this woman and am so grateful for her.

She tells me it turns her on to see how I love her feet so much and how I always want to sniff them, kiss them, lick them and suck on her toes.

She also told me that no guy had ever given her feet any attention before and that I make her feel fully loved and truly appreciated like no one else ever has.

I said I’m glad she feels that way, because I didn’t plan on stopping anytime soon.

We laughed and shared a kiss, because we both knew I wasn’t joking…

So last year I decided I wanted to get a personal trainer to take my fitness to the next level. At my gym one of the trainers had a lot of female clients all who were super fit so I figured it would be a good fit and he was nice on the eyes too. He’s 36 just over 6 foot and strong but ripped. With my work schedule I like to work out in the morning so I always came at 4am. After working out with him for a month I would occasionally catch him getting a good look at my ass even when I wasn’t working out with him. One night I had been drinking I “accidentally” sent him a picture of my ass in leggings and said “look what you created”. He responded “your body is incredible”.

The next workout was early Sunday morning and I purposely wore just leggings and a sports bra. After our workout I asked if he had any other clients this morning. He responded no and invited me back to his place. He gave me his address and I met him over. He opened the door and showed me around his house. As we turned down the hallway to his room he grabbed my ass firmly and I let out a moan. He picked me up and carried me into his bedroom and kinda tossed me onto the bed. I could see him getting harder and got on my knees took off his shirt and pulled down his shorts and began sucking him off. It wasn’t long before he had me bent over his bed fucking me from behind. Spanking my ass over and over again. He came inside me and then we showered together. To this day we still fuck 4-5 times a week

Just visiting my sister after i found out that her hubby goes to a gloryhole place where i also come.

So i havde to go to my sisters place to visit her we been talking all day and i was telling her that i was going to at place where there was this gloryhole she know i love to suck. After a bit her hubby did come home from work and my sister did go out to shop for some food and her hubby and i start talking and i startet to flirt with him after a little time of talking i asked him what he was doing at that place and he was like well your sister dosen suck my cock and he tells me that he loves a good sloppy bj

He then looked at me and say i think you could give me a good sloppy bj and before i know it im on my knees sucking his long big cock i go up and on his cock he grabs my hair and pull me up bends me over the kitchen table and start to fuck me hard from behind i start to moan a little bit before he say shut up slut he then start to fuck my ass and he is rough with my ass while he is destroying my ass he start to choke me i almost pass out before he grabs my hair and force me down on my knees and he cum on my face and in my mouth he then say slut you have do your job keep it up clean my cock and clean your self before your sister comes home

It’s a slow build up, if you only want the sex then it starts just after halfway. Enjoy!

Part one.

Toby so wanted to look back up, at her. Staring at his phone screen just knowing it would be awkward if he glanced again in her direction. What if they noticed?

She was cute, petite, but still curvy in all the right places. Perfectly soft brunette hair, shining in the evening light, graciously fell around her shoulders. Her smooth skin glowing in the bitter winter evening air.

A giggle, the sweetest of giggle’s hit his ears, it was hers.

She was not 10 feet away to his left, stood with her friend, waiting on the platform for the Thursday 5 o’clock train to arrive. The platform was pretty busy during this particularly cold and windy November evening. A mix of city workers and university students waited impatiently, most dressed for the weather, some not. Toby, having at least half is brain on this morning had his black puffer coat zipped up to the chin, he wasn’t as cold as some of the other students and workers huddled around him but he still had his shoulders hunched, cheeks a little redder than usual with his jaw stiff to stop his teeth chattering.

He was relieved then to hear the rumble of his train getting closer from the darkness, fellow relieved passengers started turning to their right to see the warmth of its lights getting closer. Except, Toby didn’t look to his right.

He glanced left.

But 10 feet away, she was illuminated in the warm glow of the trains headlights, she had a light brown coat wrapped closely around her and a red woolen scarf framed her smooth jawline and cute heart shaped face. Her slender nose tinted red like her scarf. Her coat was short enough to show off her legs, tight in black leggings, the sultry curve of her thighs up to her…

And he realised he had stared for too long.

For her friend had spotted him, a blonde snuggled into her side for warmth as she was only wearing a red cardigan and short skirt. She had spotted him looking as she looked across her friend towards the incoming train.

Adrenalin spiked in Toby as he hurriedly looked away.

He was lucky, the trains doors stopped directly infront of him. Thank fuck he thought. And it should mean a seat. Passengers squeezed out and he got on, two seats directly to his right were free and he got in the one closest to the window. He glanced out. No sign of them. He sighed.

He saw his reflection, at 20 years of age he saw himself as just above average in looks, his dark hair short and faded on the sides, but on top it was thick and carefully messy. He had recently introduced a shortish beard, barely more than stubble, he liked how it made him look more mature now he was in his second year of university. His face didn’t have any outstanding features apart from his vivid blue eyes, his fringe keeping them in shadow. He liked that. He wasn’t very outgoing, but he tried to keep himself quietly cool and relaxed. His slim 6 foot 2 frame helped give him a bit more confidence. But maybe not enough to help him fancy his chances with that brunette on the platform.

“Hey in here quick” a woman’s voice said hurriedly to his right, “you take this one I can sit behind.”

Toby’s nerves once again jolted, in the window’s reflection next to him he could see that light brown coat manoeuvring to sit down in the seat next to him.

A slight scent of vanilla met his senses as she settled down next to him, she turned towards the isle to talk to her friend sat directly behind her.

“So?” She enquired in a hushed voice. No answer. “You have 3 stops to decide if you’re going to his.”

The blonde behind went to hiss back but a couple more passengers squeezed into the aisle, a middle aged miserable looking woman with her coffee decided to grab the top of the chair for support before the train got going.

The brunette turned back in her seat to face forward, taking her scarf off and undoing her coat in the process.

‘Chill out’ he thought. He did what he could to steady his breathing.

“Hey” whispered a voice in his ear. He had half turned to look before he realised it was the blonde friend talking between the seats. “Soph” she hissed.

Suddenly Toby was very conscious of who he assumed was called Sophie turning in her seat to face towards the middle of their seats. “What Bella?” She whispered. Her English accent smooth yet slightly husky. He shivered as her breath tickled the hairs on his neck.

“Oh he’s not that bad, he cares about me, and he’s…” this Bella lowered her voice to a whisper but Toby could still just about hear, “like sexy as shit.”

Toby gulped, staring out the window.

“Oh come on, one minute you’re complaining and asking me if you should leave him. Then 5 seconds later you’re back to fawning over the silly bastard.”

“Sexy bastard” Bella corrected. “Ye but he’s just a guy, fuck knows what goes through there brains. Us girlfriends have to give them some slack sometimes you know.” Sophie snorted. “Besides babe, not like we’re at all serious, we’re just… you know… having fun!” Bella’s voice raised.

“Shhh, oh girl make your mind up.” There was a pause. “But do you love him?”

“Maybe.”

Sophie groaned. “Honey, move on, because you obviously don’t trust him”

“He’s not that bad. I bet loads of guys do it.”

“But it’s not right, at least be firmer with him.”

“Not right, what? Cheating?”

“Well you said it!”

“You’re not helping” Bella groaned.

“Honestly Bella, is he really worth the risk?”

Bella dramatically hit her head against the back of Sophie’s seat. “You know Soph, Emi is being a bad influence on you.”

Sophie didn’t reply.

“You used to be more fun.”

The announcement came over “The next stop is South Tarrington.”

“You have 2 more stops to decide Bella.”

Their conversation paused, Toby let his mind wonder. His attention fell to his balls, fuller and warmer than usual. He hadn’t had the time this morning to jerk off like he usually did being deadline day and all. Horniness had distracted him throughout the day and he couldn’t wait to get back to his digs. Grab a beer, strip down, he could connect his laptop to his tv and settle in for a good session of…

“Hey excuse me!” Bella said loudly, she was tapping on his shoulder.

His heart missed a beat.

Suddenly face to face with Sophie, he froze.

Now his heart pounded.

She was mere inches away from him and god was she so damn gorgeous. Her smooth skin glowed in the yellow light of the trains interior, so did her soft pink lips. The proportions of her jaw, cheeks and nose were perfect, while a few strands of sleek brown hair framed the face of who Toby felt in that moment, was the most gorgeous girl he had ever met. Her eyes met his briefly before turning and hissing “Bella no, leave him alone”.

“Sorry just quick?”

“Um… yeah?” Toby stuttered turning to face through the gap.

“Sorry um yeah can I ask your opinion on this quick we need help?” Bella spouted. Toby couldn’t help but notice from his angle that between her open cardigan he could see she was bra less, because of the cold her nipples were hard and piercings noticeable poking through her white vest. The girl’s breasts were a small but perky hand full Toby noticed. She was fit, thick legs teased a great arse too. Bella’s rounded face had a slight pout, not as pretty as Sophie but still attractive. Even with the bright red lipstick and prominent mascara.

Sophie now leaning back a bit to avoid being right in his face said “I’m sorry she’s being stupid.” Her cheeks had become a shade redder.

“No wait” Bella’s head reappeared in the crack “it’ll be quick.”

He gulped again, trying not to look at Sophie too long sure it would make him blush. “Yeah sure”.

“Ok, are guys like, able to have friends who are girls but like not be attracted to them?”

“Er”

“Sorry like my boyfriend has this girl he’s been friends with for a while and like I…he…”

Sophie turned to him wincing, exasperated, “hey don’t worry about her” and turning back to the crack, “how’s he even meant to answer that?”

He tried to concentrate.

Bella kept looking at him almost pleadingly, he laughed a little nervously. “I guess… it’s possible, yeah… but I don’t know anything about your err… case.”

“But have you had like girls you are friends with and like not attracted too?”

“For god sake Bella that’s way too personal… and just bloody daft.”

Tobys face went a little redder and he tried to laugh it off. “Kind of I guess.”

Becoming more conscious of how silly her questioning was she bit her lip. “Ok, but I errr….” She huffed. “I mean…”

Toby felt a hand lightly touch his knee, turning to face Sophie she smiled at him trying to hold back a laugh. She was leant against her seat towards him, head tilted to the side. His heart skipped a beat. Kindly she said “I’m sorry she’s asking you this, I can explain if you would like?”

“Yeah… ok” he said like he hadn’t already figured out what they were talking about by his eavesdropping.

“So um this guy she’s been dating, he cancelled on her the other day and said he was going out with his mates.” He tried to nod in a normal fashion, distracted by her warm breath. “Then this girl he’s been friends with for a couple years now like put this photo of her and him on her instagram that night, not like as a couple but…”

Bella interrupted “like with their arms around each others shoulders.” She spat. “And her tits were like hanging out!”

“Bella for good sake it wasn’t that bad” a little of Sofie’s hair flicked at Toby who most certainly didn’t mind, he couldn’t place the smell but he liked it regardless. Now facing back through the gap she hissed. “No worse than you are now!”

Toby smiled sheepishly. “I wish I could help you… but I guess guys are all a bit different.”

Sophie, looking glad he was taking all this well said “thanks, sorry she’s so… dramatic.”

Trying to keep his composure when looking her in the eye he replied “no problem, any time.” Then internally cringed, he was so fucking awkward.

To avoid embarrassing himself anymore he turned back to the window to watch the city go by, his adrenaline slowed down its pumping as he tried to notice where they were in the darkness. But still there was no distracting him from her presence next to him. He could still smell her perfume, stronger now they had been facing each other. He felt unable to control his emotions and expressions while she had been smiling and taking to him, delightful but so difficult to keep eye contact with her.

“One more stop Bella, if you’re going you should take my coat, it’s a long walk and it’s freezing!”

“No I can’t take your coat.”

“I only have to walk around the corner from the station, take it, you’ll freeze to death.”

“Fine ok.”

“So you’re going?”

Bella paused, “fuck it, yes.”

He got the feeling Sophie still disapproved, “just have a shower after… before you put my coat back on.”

“About time this coat saw some action” Bella teased through the gap.

“Do you want it or not.” Sophie replied annoyed. Please be single he thought.

He heard her getting up and shimmying off her coat. He desired, just a glance.

He felt a brush across the side of his face, she had accidental whipped him with one of the arms. She put a hand on his shoulder saying “I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your eye did I?”

“No I…” he trailed off as his eyes turned directly into her chest. She stood right in front of him, arched forwards as she awkwardly stood over her seat, in a tight grey cotton turtle neck sweater, it clung to her slim waist and tantalising C maybe even D sized breasts. His mouth watered slightly and his cheeks flushed. He had looked too long so he looked down and said “you’re alright.”

“You’re a great friend babe” Bella said cheerfully, taking the coat while reaching to wrap an arm round her friends shoulders and plant an exaggerated kiss on her cheek. “Take care of her handsome, I don’t want her to be lonely without me.” She gave Toby a wink. Sophie only spluttered in response.

The train slowed and with that Bella moved towards the door. Sophie struggled for a reply as she glared after her.

“Bye bye loveys” Bella cheered and bounced off the train.

Walking past the window Toby saw Bella stick out her tongue at them. Sophie’s middle finger waved back.

As the train moved off Toby’s mind raced. He was sat next to her on the train, alone, having already talked to her and he just knew he would regret the opportunity if he didn’t at least attempt to try and talk to her more. He didn’t know when she was getting off but he only had 2 stops left. He tried to relax in his seat again. He had become sweaty and uptight sat there the last 15 minutes. He tried to think of things to say.

He gave a quick glance in her direction, and saw her cheeks were slightly red too. What if she too had feelings of attraction toward him? Had Bella’s tease been more than a light joke? Maybe she thought Sophy might be interested in him.

Desperate not to embarrass himself, Toby eventually mustered up his strength to take his chance. “Hey, you go to uni too right?” He blurted out. Arrgghh he thought, real fucking smooth that.

“Yeah, um fine art” she replied “same as Bella there, what about you?”

Relieved, he breathed in. “Ah um cool…” he attempted a joke. “Astrobiology.”

“Really?” she asked, she looked at him eyebrows raised. “Isn’t that like aliens.” She laughed lightly.

He managed a smirk, “Law”.

“Alien law?” She joked.

“Nah just law unfortunately.”

“Ha, you’re real smooth Saul Goodman.” Their eyes met once more and Toby’s heart skipped a beat. God was she cute.

He couldn’t help but smile. “Yeah, not as exciting as art huh.”

“But you must be smart then if you’re studying law.” Her head cocked slightly to the side. The hairs on his arms, gratefully hidden under his coat stood vertically.

To be fair he was quite smart, he could also be quite cool under pressure. Until it came to girls of course.

“I haven’t noticed you before, do you usually ride this way?” She asked him.

“Um yeah, usually I get the 4 o’clock train, I uhh had a deadline today though so uh, on this one instead.”

“Hmm what’s a lawyer deadline like? Do you have to like present your projects verdict as to whether the defendant is guilty of so and so charges”. She put on a deep mock voice. “Your honour, the evidence suggests without a slither of a doubt the defendant blatantly and knowingly broke the relevant statute of some… odd nonsense.”

He snorted, her goofiness was cute as fuck he thought, he smiled maybe a little too much at her.

However, before he could reply there was a sudden shreak, and Toby felt a burning splash on his right hand, he flinched, but not just because he had been hit. Sophie next to him jumped in her seat with a cry. Toby realised that as the train stopped at its next station the woman trying to rush down the aisle had tripped and spilt what he guessed was hot tea or coffee over the pair of them. Well mainly Sophie, he realised had taken the brunt of it.

“Oh shit!” The frizzled and now distressed looking woman exclaimed. “Oh I’m so sorry how much did I get on you?”

“No, no, it’s ok” Sophy hurried, a little stunned, however the high pitch of her voice said that it wasn’t quite ok. “It’ll be alright in the wash. I’m… it’s fine.”

“No, hey oh god, I’m so stupid. Are you sure you’re not burned?”

“I’ll be fine, I’m off at the next stop anyway and my place is right next to the station I’ll be fine.” Sophy pleaded. “You should go, it’s your stop right.”

“Ahh…”

“Go, it’s fine!”

The woman apologised again and dashed out the door before it closed.

Toby faced Sophy worried, “hey you sure you’re ok?”

“Why’s it so fucking hot? I think I’m ok, ruined my jumper though.” And with that she grabbed the turtle neck and pulled it over her head.

Toby’s heart missed another beat, all she wore now was a tight white crop top which showed off her bare midriff and a decent amount of bare cleavage. Toby jolted.

“Did you get hit too?” She asked.

“Err” he mumbled, trying to compose himself. “Just a little on my hand.” He was rubbing it as it sting like a bitch. Doing what he could to not stare at her body.

With this she turned to him “oh no, at least I was protected by my clothes, is it ok?” She asked looking at his hand.

“Yeah I’ll be fine. I’m kind’ve confused how it was still so hot.”

“I know right. Stinks of coffee.” She groaned. “It better come out I like this jumper.”

“She must of got it in the station right before she got on.”

“Typical” she huffed but with a light smirk “just had to happen after I lent my coat to Bella.”

Toby noticed they were reaching the next stop. “Hey, are you getting off here?”

“Um yeh.”

“It’s bloody freezing out there, I’m getting off here too you should have my coat.”

“I can’t ask you to do that!” Looking him in the eye she touched is arm, “it’s very kind of you though.”

“No,” he argued, “you live round the corner from the station right? I’ll walk you home and you can give it back, I’ve got my jumper on I’ll be fine. I insist.”

“I..” however she was interrupted as Toby stood up to take his coat off. Behind him she could see the start of rain sliding down the windows. “Shit” she muttered.

“Here.” He held the coat open to help her put it on, he shivered as her body moved so close to his. His coat was pretty large wrapped around her but he was more than pleased seeing her cute face poking out the top. She swooshed her hair down the back and started wrapping her scarf.

“Thank you… you’re too kind,” flashing him a sweet grateful smile. Causing his cheeks to heat a little again. She picked up her handbag and he grabbed his rucksack and they made their way out the door.

The elements hit them with spite, the rain was light but icy with the cold wind, rushing along Sophie wrapped her scarf tighter around her neck before reaching back to grab Toby’s hand. He didn’t object one bit, it was warm and sent tingles all the way up his arm to his stomach as he had one more indication that she might actually like him.

They squeezed through the crowd, it was a decently sized station being near the city centre, Sophie guided him down the stairs and onto the busy high street.

“Hey” she had taken off her scarf, “you look cold, here.” She giggled a bit as she wrapped it around Toby’s neck.

“Oh ok” he laughed awkwardly. But very happy with her affection. She’s actually flirting with me he thought.

She didn’t retake his hand but bustled on down the street asking “so where do you stay? I don’t think I’ve seen you at the station before.”

“Tanscombe.”

“Wait, that’s miles away, you’d get off at the next stop.” She looked at him in surprise.

“It’s between the stations really” he paused, “well yeh it’s longer to walk from here though.”

“Like what half hour or so?” She asked actually sounding annoyed. “You said this was your stop I feel bad now.”

“It’s not that different” he tried to argue. It kind of was.

Once again to his surprise she took his hand and pulled him down an alleyway and came out on a quieter street which was overshadowed by 5 to 6 story modern looking buildings of uni accommodation.

“In here” she pulled him into a reception area and out of the cold. Surprisingly though she didn’t let go of his hand and guided him up a couple flights of stairs, down a corridor and only let go when it came to opening the door to her place. He didn’t complain, he was both excited and slightly confused. “Hello” she called once inside. No answer.

“Sorry, I realise I didn’t ask if you wanted to come in?” She didn’t wait for an answer. “Only I noticed a couple stains on your coat, maybe I’ll be able to help get them out.”

“Um thanks yeh.”

They walked down a small hallway and into what had to be a shared kitchen with a small living space by the window. It was quite cozy he thought, way more cozy than his digs. The girls who lived here must of spent some good time decorating.

Sophie took off his coat and while she was concentrating on spreading his coat and her jumper on the kitchen counter she asked. “What’s your name?”

“Toby”

“Sophia” she turned to give him another one of her cute smiles. He noticed she was filling the sink with warm water and washing up liquid, and meanwhile lightly dabbing away at her leggings which Toby noticed were also hit with the coffee. He also noticed she was uncomfortable in that she would lightly touch her shoulder and leg with a slight wince. He saw there was a few inflamed red marks along her arm.

He turned her round towards him gently but she, slightly taken aback, obliged. “You didn’t say you were burnt.” He told her in a soft voice.

He noticed her breath catch in her throat as he stood over her and looked closer at her arm. “I mean it’s not that bad.”

“What about your leg?”

She touched it and winced.

“Ok” he said and turned off the tap which was filling the sink almost to capacity while Sophia was distracted. “Do you have any aloe Vera or anything? You shouldn’t just leave it?”

“Um, maybe” she looked up into his eyes. “But you’re coat, I’ll see if I can rub it out first before you go. Do you need to uh, be anywhere?”

“No, and we should look after your burns first, we can sort the stains later.”

Sophia nodded flustered, and turned towards the door, “ok um… come on this way.”

He followed her through to her room, admiring her tight petite body all the way, he couldn’t help it. It was cozy, the room that is, along the far wall was a large window sat above a desk cluttered with papers and half finished drawings. Infront was a small double bed draped in throws and blankets pink and sliver, accompanied by a few stuffed animals by the pillows. Dark blue walls were covered in drawings and paintings, woodland scenes, beaches and a few girls. He recognised a quite erotic self portrait, turned to the side she was topless, her hand covering her breasts while looking upwards, damn he thought, trying not to stare, his cock twitched.

Toby was very conscious he was alone in this beautiful girls room and he felt his balls tingle as he watched Sophia bend over by the sink in her en-suite to his left. Calm down he thought. Don’t get hard now.

She rummaged around a second and called “will this do?”

“Yeah that should be ok” taking the tub and examining the ingredients, “it’s a bit thicker than the stuff my mum uses but it should work.”

“Wait is your hand burnt too?!”

“Uh yeah, but it’s only a little.”

She made him rinse his hand before gently applying it to his hand. It stung, he grit his teeth and bore it, but before long it was soothing. “That’s better, thanks.”

“Is that ok?”

He swallowed before saying “yeah that’s enough, um, shall I start on your shoulder?”

He went to the shower and grabbed a pink flannel, rinsed it under the tap and held it ready to apply to her shoulder. She turned side on and looked at him over her shoulder. She gulped. “Ok”.

Shaking, he gently touched the flannel to her shoulder and upper arm, her skin was so soft, so warm. “All good?” He muttered.

Nodding, she raised the tub up for him to use. He couldn’t help it, his erection started to grow more, very conscious of her arse being in such close proximity.

Dabbing away lightly he was asked quietly, “do you have a girlfriend?”

“No” he replied in barely more than a whisper.

He noticed her cheeks flushing and she looked away from him. Why did she ask him that?

Awkwardly he asked. “Is that ok.”

“It’s more than ok.”

He noticed her scent becoming sweeter, her breath faster.

She bit her lip as they looked at each other, a couple seconds passed before she said, “and my leg um…”

Toby’s heart raced even faster.

“Yes, er, if you would like er, help with… that.” Scratching the back of his neck.

She briefly bit her lip while looking at him with, was that desire? He thought. Was she horny like he was? His erection raged harder. He wondered if he should try hiding it.

Walking backwards she didn’t take her eyes off him.

Realising he had left the flannel behind he turned back to grab it, rinsing it he glanced in the mirror, he saw Sophia had taken off her boots and now… Toby moved a little more to his left to see her removing her leggings, folding them and throwing them over her desk chair. The only piece of clothing from her ankle to just above her navel was a pair of dark blue knickers. His saliva become more metallic as he breathed in and turned around.

Her eyes sparkled as she nervously looked up at him.

“Would you like me to do it?”.

“Um yes please,” lightly patting next to her on the throw.

He slowly sat down and carefully moved the flannel towards her leg.

Once it touched their eyes locked. “Is that er, ok?”

He could hear her breathing, fast and shallow and wondered if she was worried her voice would betray her if she spoke.

“Where do you err…” he cleared his throat. “Where’s home?”

She too had to clear her throat. “Bristol. But er my Padre’s Spanish, we um.” She trailed off.

“Go on…”

Her bright green eyes met his. “Yeah I usually spend my uh holidays out there with family, um just north of Malaga. Where do you come from?”

He had to take a moment to think, “it’s a um, small village, Hampshire way.” He moved the flannel up to the third mark and her breath noticeably hitched. “You ok?”

“Mmm hmm,” her eyes averted away.

A moment passed before he took the Aloe Vera and gently applied it to the first mark. He let his palm gently rest on her leg as he did so. Her slender thigh warm and soft to his touch. He was desperate to move his hand in between her thighs, her thigh gap meant he could see a potential darker patch over her pussy. His cock was bursting for attention as it thudded against the confinements of his jeans. Would she make any more moves towards him? She had taken him this far, he just wanted her to grab his face and kiss him.

“Is that er, near the new forest?” She asked. But her attention was soon brought back to her thigh as he started rubbing the gel into her second mark. He could feel her pulse under his hand, he realised she could probably feel his too. Both were fast and excited.

“Yeah,” his voice croaked slightly, so he cleared it slightly, “it’s just on the outskirts.”

“I bet it’s nice there.” She was speaking almost breathless.

“Yeah” he now purposefully moved his hand to the last mark on her waist, brushing the edge of her knickers and a mere couple inches from her most private parts. “It is.”

He had done well, she had blinked and bit her lip at the same time. Shuffling where she sat, she became hotter and hotter. He then noticed there was certainly a slight wet patch on the silk where her vagina was. He felt his loins scream with even more excitement and his head was dizzy.

He managed to ask “all good?”

She gulped and looked at him, time stood still as she gazed into his eyes. Her lips parted slightly and she lightly licked them to bring moisture. She very slowly started leaning towards him, he too moistened his lips in anticipation and her eyes drifted down to them. Their breath mixed and their heads leant slightly to the sides before they closed their eyes and kissed. Lightly they touched and Toby felt his nerves dance with excitement for the split second before she pulled back.

She looked back up into his eyes, almost unsure, he could feel her leg shaking below him, she kept staring at him her head bobbing slightly with her breath. Again she started to lean in. Toby moved his hand from her leg to the other side of her waist.

Sophie bit her lip, then flung herself at him.

Their lips crashed together. Her hands grabbed either side of his face and she emitted a low moan that reverberated on his lips. His mind exploded in bliss as he pulled her into him, their lips parted and their tongues started dancing together. She tasted so beautifully sweet, so soft, they were melting into each other, so sudden, he had never felt like this before, he was blown away by her.

Toby’s body was electrified. His right hand moved down her waist to grab her arse and he lifted her backwards on to the bed. Climbing on top their kiss broke, Sophie tore at his sweater ripping it over his head. Her hands groped his back under his shirt as she pulled him in to her, legs wrapping around him as he dove his tongue back in with hers.

“Mmmm” she moaned, pulling on his t-shirt, regrettably their kiss broke again as it was yanked off. The glimpse he got of her face, it was of pure lust as his hands brushed up her tank top. She immediately tore that off too. He admired her boobs heaving under her bra and without even hesitating she reached behind to slip it off.

Toby’s heart stopped. Licking her lips she removed it revealing 2 beautifully smooth mounds, supporting two perfectly round erect nipples.

Frozen, his mouth watered at her perky C cups. She dragged his head back to hers, he felt her soft breasts squeeze into his chest as their tongues wrestled again. He moaned in delight. His right hand felt and squeezed and pinched her nipple. She moaned even louder, heaving with her breath. Sweat building across her body as she heated up like a furnace.

His mind swam. He realised she was bursting for this too. She wasn’t as innocent as she seemed. Fuck he wanted to fuck her so bad. She was here underneath him their bodies entangled and she’s only wearing that pair of knickers. His erection, now harder than rock, rubbed against her. He moved his hands down and tried to undo his belt. The buckle opened and their kiss broke.

She pushed him onto his feet and yanked his jeans and pants down together, and just like that all 7 inches of Toby’s thick throbbing cock was sprung free before her.

“Oh!” Her jaw dropped and drooled a little as it swung in her face, it was framed by short dark hair, his tip was shiny with precum as it pointed desperately towards its intended target. As she stood back up her hands rushed to her knickers and ripped them down her legs. Their naked bodies faced eachother, the air thick with anticipation. He looked down at her pussy, she was shaven except for a light vertical strip above her deliciously dampening lips, it was tight and neat. He looked back into her eyes, they were begging for him. She was a different animal now, before a cute innocent kitten now a full sprung tigress.

He couldn’t wait any longer, any nerves or hesitations were gone. He started leaning in and she flung herself into his arms. He cupped her arse and threw her back onto the bed, her gorgeous boobs hadn’t stoped bouncing before he landed on top of her. Her legs wrapped around his waist meaning his twitching shaft and balls rubbed against her hot moist pussy. They moaned as their tongues swirled, grabbing at each others bodies. Sweat began to glisten as Toby excitedly ground his cock against her.

“I” she gasped between kisses “need you” the cutest of squeals “… to fuck me.”

Within a second Toby’s cock was guided to her entrance, his swollen head lathered with her juices as he slowly pushed through her folds. Time stopped. He felt the first inch of her tight warm cunt hugging the head of his cock. He groaned in pleasure. She whimpered as her nails dug into his back. She was tight. He gradually pushed another inch inside her. His jaw hung open. His foreskin pulled all the way back, the sensation of the smooth friction was incredible.

Further in her walls clenched even tighter so he pulled back and slowly pushed back in. “Oh… mmm.” his cock managed to explore further inside. She bit his tongue and scraped her teeth along it sending shivers down his spine. He repeated his slow thrusts into her. She moaned and squealed louder in return.

He tried pushing further but felt her vagina clench. “You’re so...” She panted, “big.” Her green eyes rolled backwards and her mouth had gaped.

“Just relax...” Toby gently spread her legs to the side and begun caressing her inner thighs. He felt his cock slide a little deeper. A few light kisses around her face made her giggle. He pulled back slightly before sliding back in. The increase in depth he found and the “yes, ahhhh” told him that it worked.. He picked up the rythm, pumping steadily into her heavenly pussy. She panted and moaned in his ear. He was panting and moaning too. Her warm moist suction had him quivering as he fucked through it, his head was light.

Pressure was increasing in his screaming loins, “arrggh” he gasped.

“Yeah… mmmmnn” she moaned in appreciation.

He knew he was getting close. Tingling from his balls was spreading to his shaft, he had to make a gut wrenching decision. Every thrust in her pussy was bringing him new blissful waves of pleasure. “Fuck” he groaned, she whimpered in return.

But, with excruciating effort, he pulled out. Chests heaving they looked back into each others eyes and took a breath.

She was a hot and horny mess below him, sweat gleamed across her pretty face. Passionately he started kissing from her lips to her jaw, down her chest to her breasts. “Oh” she sighed. He kissed further, down her stomach, her waist. She realised where he was heading and her back arched. She whimpered.

He passed her pubic hair, up to the right he kissed around her thighs, then to the left. Then inside, past her swollen folds and finally his tongue was tasting the sweet salty nectar of her pussy. He growled with delight. Her hands grabbed clumps of his hair, “yess, ohhh!” He started licking and kissing her feverishly, he was engrossed in her delicious sex, scent causing chaos in his head.

“Mmmm” “oooohhh” “mmm… yessss, like that, ooohh!”

His cock kept pulsating. He was ravishing her with his mouth and was sliding two fingers into her vagina. Trying to distract himself from his erection’s mad excitement he concentrated on her pleasure, but he couldn’t bring himself down off the edge. Her moans made him crazy, this moaning angel writhing on his tongue.

Body overwhelmed with pure lust he could not control, he sprung forward again. Possessed. This time his raging boner flew forward. It plummeting into her pussy. “Ohhhhhhh!” She screamed. This time his whole length crashed inside her. With delight, his balls started slapping against her arse. His head arched back. He could feel his cock bottoming out, shoving into the entrance to her womb.

“Arrrghh!” He cried. “I… I’m gonna cum.” “I’m gonna cum!”

“Yesss!” She cried.

She wrapped her legs tight around him forcing him in deeper. Desperate hands clung to his back as she was pounded into her bed. “Aahhhh yessss… I want your cum baby… pleeeaaase…”

His loins found the boiling point. The point of no return was passing. His body shaking with electric bliss. Toby felt his semen sizzle, build then fire with explosive force. Firing out through his tip. “Aahhhhhhh…” Toby cried, spraying into her womb. He held his cheek to her forehead as he pushed his exploding member as deep as it could go. Shooting then gushing wave after wave of his cum deep inside her. Their mouths gaped as they moaned. Sophia was feeling the convulsions and splashes of cum paint and fill up her womb. Her eyes rolled back.

His ejaculation slowing down he panted hard. His body was approaching shock. His arms tight grip around her torso started to relax. Stars blinked in his peripheral as he tried to catch his breath.

“Oh…my…” she whimpered “fucking god…”

“Haagghhh…” he heaved. Twitching out the last of his load. The size and scale of he felt he had never felt before. “Woah.”

She started to kiss him. One hand in his hair another one grasping his arse holding him inside her.

Laughs started to build in her chest, she smiled into his lips before breaking and giggled away.

“Whats” he muttered “so funny?” Not for one moment thinking to remove his cock from her pussy.

“Are we… sure it was coffee?” She laughed. He was a little confused but a grin built on his face, how could it not when he could feel her laughs vibrate on his sensitive cock. “Like, I’ve never felt so horny or… fucked so good in my life.”

He was certainly grinning now. He got her joke and he too was now very glad that the woman had spilt coffee on the two of them. “You’re fucking incredible.”

He kissed and caressed her face before asking. “You haven’t cum yet?”

“No..l” she paused. Toby moved his hand down to her clit and started massaging. “You don’t hav…” he nibbled her lip. “Mmm.” His cock slowly began sliding back and forth, still hard. “You… gonna make me cum?”

“I mean,” tantalisingly rubbing a little faster now, “if youd like too?” He whispered in her ear.

Biting her lip she nodded. “Mmm…hmmmm.” Giggling. “Roll over.”

“Huh.”

Sophia twisted their bodies a full 180. Now Toby was on his back, sank in her throws while she straddled his waist. She felt along his chest and seductively smirked down at him. Her hips started to roll back and forth. Gasping he grabbed her waist. Her lush boobs bounced. Her head tilted to the side, strands of hair sticking to her moist skin.

“Oh” he stammered, mesmerised. His overwhelmed eyes shot between her bouncing tits and the cum that started to leak out of her, it began pooling around the bottom of his shaft.

Her pace kept increasing. She grabbed his hand and traced it over her breast and up to her mouth. Greedily she started sucking his thumb. “Mmm”. She moaned. In return Toby thrusted his hips into her pussy. They managed to match their rhythms and her room was filled with clapping. Her mouth now gaping Sophia cried out “Uhhh fuck…” her clit now stimulated while their bodies crashed together. “Don’t stop… mmm.. don’t fucking stop Toby! You’re… gonna make… me cum.” She gasped.

She arched forward, a little drool fell onto his chest and he placed his thumb back in her mouth. She sucked and groaned gratefully. Their pace growing ever faster. Her hips jolting desperately into his. Her breath trembled.

“Yes… cum for me.” Toby panted.

“Ooooh yes, I’m gonna cum!” She cried at the ceiling.

With renewed energy he thrust hard, cock fiery with pleasure, his balls slapping.

“Ooohh…fuck yes!” She exhaled. Toby noticed her quake, her walls squeeze, spasms shook through her body. Her pussy gripped him for dear life. Her nails dug into his thighs. She screamed with delight.

“Yeah… that’s it”. He cried hoarsely, he was getting close again too. Her hips turned their furious thrusts into a grind, and she whimpered through the remaining bliss of her orgasm. Breath ragged, eyeing him with lust she kissed him passionately. Her now oily skin scintillating under his touch. And they kept going.

Toby’s cock burnt inside her, he wanted to cum again so bad and Sofia could feel it. Her hips rocking as he thrust inside her pussy, now squelching with their fluids. Cum pooled around his groin. He gasped again. Before…

Sofia jumped in fright.

“Wait… WHAT!” Came a shriek from the door.

Toby’s head shot round to see a girl stood in the doorway, wrapped in a light brown coat. Her jaw on the flaw and her eyes dark and red.

They both froze. Sofia still straddling Toby’s hips, cock still deep inside her.

“Oh shit…” Sofia gasped “Bella!” Her shock turning into a sheepish grin.

Her grin quickly faded though as a tear fell from Bella’s eye, she choked. “I guess… at least… one of us is getting laid.” She sniffed, turned, and stomped away down the corridor.

…

First time I’ve written erotica so would love to know what you think.

Part two almost ready.

Please excuse this very long post but I simply have to include every detail. It’s a night that I’ll never forget and reminisce about frequently. A few weeks after the previous post, Cathy went out on her usual Friday night happy hour outing with her coworkers. That night, Cathy came home from the bar with her friend Rita, a stunning 19-year-old with a playful, vibrant energy that lit up the room. As I’ve mentioned before, Rita could pass for former porn star Kacey Kox’s twin sister (although I never mentioned that to anyone). Except she was a bit taller, leaner and had dark blonde wavy hair. Cathy had this mischievous glint in her eye, the kind that always meant something interesting had happened. While Rita was 19, Cathy was 38 at the time, which some viewed as an unusual friendship. All I could say was that Cathy has always been young at heart, and Rita seemed to be really attached to her. I just felt lucky to be surrounded by both of these hot women at that time.

“You’re not gonna believe what we did tonight,” Cathy said with a laugh, kicking off her heels and collapsing onto the couch. Rita followed, giggling, clearly still riding the buzz of the evening.

“It’s called pass the ice,” Cathy explained, her smirk widening. “You sit in a circle, and one person starts with an ice cube in her mouth. She passes it to the person on her left—mouth to mouth. The cube keeps going around, getting smaller and smaller until it completely melts. The person it melts in completely then loses and has to take a shot.”

“It gets... let’s just say, pretty close,” Rita added with a cheeky grin. “Especially toward the end when the ice is tiny and slippery.” She then exclaimed, “some girls were trying hard not to lose and were just trying to pass me the melted water!”

I could already picture the scene—a group of women leaning into each other, giggling, lips brushing, and tongues touching. Cathy turned to me, her grin growing even more playful. “Want us to show you?” she teased.

I didn’t need to be asked twice. Cathy dashed into the kitchen and grabbed a couple of ice cubes from the freezer, and she and Rita sat facing each other on the couch, knees almost touching. “Alright,” Cathy said, popping an ice cube into her mouth and leaning toward Rita.

What followed was nothing short of mesmerizing. Cathy’s lips parted as she pushed the cube toward Rita’s mouth. Their lips brushed gently, and I could see their tongues briefly meet as the ice passed between them. The cube, slick and glistening, became harder to control as it melted, making each pass slower and more deliberate.

Rita giggled, her cheeks flushed, and passed the cube back. Their mouths lingered closer with each turn, the soft sounds of lips and tongues meeting filling the room. By the time the cube was down to its last sliver, the passes were so intimate it felt like the room itself had warmed. At first Cathy would make frequent eye contact with me to see my reaction but after a minute it seemed like she forgot that I was there.

When the ice finally melted completely in Cathy’s mouth, she pulled back with a laugh. “Guess I’d be the one taking the shot!”

But instead of stopping there, Rita leaned back toward Cathy with a sly and sexy smile. Without a word, their tongues met again—not to pass the cube, but to swirl and push against each other in what felt like a slow, deliberate tongue battle. Their movements were fluid and teasing, neither wanting to back down, their breaths growing heavier with each second.

Then, just when I thought it couldn’t get any hotter, they started sucking gently on each other’s tongues between open-mouth kisses. The wet sounds of their lips meeting filled the air, and their breathing became audible. I could hear the echo of their breathing as they exhaled into each other’s mouths. I got close enough to them that I could feel the heat of their breaths, warm and steamy, almost as if it were brushing against my own face.

Their movements slowed, becoming deeper and more deliberate as they exhaled into each other’s mouths, their bodies practically melting into one another. They fell into a rhythmic pattern of kissing that seemed as though they had been doing it for years. There were occasional soft moans that took me a moment to determine who it was. It was mostly Cathy but I did hear Rita moan a couple of times as well. The intensity of the moment was palpable, and I was utterly captivated, unable to look away.

Cathy finally turned to me, her lips glistening, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes full of mischief. “So, was that a good demonstration?” she asked softly, her voice low and teasing.

I didn’t even need to answer. The energy in the room was electric, and the night was far from over.

After their demonstration, Cathy and Rita continued to have a few more drinks at home. It was apparent that the both of them were becoming quite tipsy. They continued to sit side by side next to each other on the sofa, as if they were a couple. Cathy was sitting on the left while Rita was sitting on the right of her. As they continued to joke and laugh with each other Rita slung her right leg over Cathy’s left leg in an affectionate way. Rita was wearing tight tan polyester pants with matching heels while Cathy was wearing tight black jeans and boots. I found the sight of them sitting this way incredibly sexy for some reason. At one point Rita sat on Cathy’s lap and snuggled. I pretended not to notice as they would occasionally whisper into each other’s ears, look into each other’s eyes and give each other loving pecks.
Rita had definitely had too much to drink that night. By the time we were winding down, both Cathy’s and Rita’s steps were a bit wobbly. It was clear she wasn’t in any shape to drive. Cathy leaned over to me, her voice soft but firm, and said, “We can’t let her go home like this. Let’s put her in the spare bedroom.”

“Yeah, of course,” I agreed, watching as Cathy gently helped Rita to her feet. There was something sexy about the way Cathy held Rita around the lower waist as they walked. Cathy guided her down the hallway, and I could hear her offering Rita water and making sure she was comfortable. It was just one of those little things about Cathy that made me love her more—how thoughtful she always was.

A few minutes later, Cathy slipped back into our bedroom. As she climbed into bed, I noticed the faintest trace of Rita’s perfume lingering on her, mixed with the sweet smell of wine. There was something about it—something that made my pulse quicken. I didn’t say anything at first, but Cathy seemed to notice the same energy hanging in the air between us.

When she kissed me, I could still taste Rita on her lips, faint but unmistakable. It was intoxicating. As we pulled back, Cathy looked at me with a mischievous glint in her eye and whispered, “Did you like how we kissed?”

I paused, unsure of how much I should admit, but Cathy didn’t wait for my answer. She smiled and said, “It was really hot, wasn’t it?”

I nodded, swallowing hard. “Yeah… it was.”

Her cheeks flushed, and she leaned in closer. “I didn’t expect it to feel like that, but kissing her got me really hot. Like, really horny.”

I was stunned for a moment, trying to process her honesty. I then truthfully confessed, “my biggest fantasy is to watch you two do it”. She then looked deeply into my eyes for a second when she suddenly said something that made my heart stop. “I’m going to see if she wants to come over and join me.”

“Are you serious?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Cathy nodded, biting her lip with that same playful smile that always drove me crazy. Without another word, she slipped out of bed and padded softly down the hallway. I lay there, my heart pounding, listening for any sound. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I laid in bed nervously, wondering what I was about to witness. After a few minutes, Cathy came back into the room, looking both amused and a little disappointed.

“She’s already asleep,” she said, climbing back into bed. “I knocked, but she didn’t answer.”

I exhaled, feeling a strange mix of relief and regret. Cathy nestled back against me, still buzzing with excitement. “You know,” she said, her voice low and teasing, “we should invite her on our beach trip next week.”

My eyebrows shot up. “Really? What would you want to happen with her there?”

Cathy grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “We’d start in our bikinis, kneeling on the bed, facing each other…” She trailed off, but the image she painted was vivid enough to send my imagination racing. Suddenly she ordered, “go down on me”, which I promptly did. Her pussy was already sloppy wet and it didn’t take long for her to orgasm. Without asking, she returned the favor and gave me the wettest and sloppiest blowjob ever. As she sucked my cock, I couldn’t help but think about how just a few minutes earlier, Cathy was sucking Rita’s tongue. That thought, and the visual, drove me absolutely insane. It was so sloppy that minutes after I came, she pulled me out of her mouth and asked “are you close?” She hadn’t even realized that I had already cum! And I know that I must have shot several big ropes into her mouth.

Unfortunately, Rita couldn’t come on the trip. And not long after, she ended up moving out of state. But that didn’t stop Cathy and me from talking about that night. Over the next few months, we’d bring it up in quiet moments, imagining what could’ve been if she’d woken up or if she’d joined us at the beach.

Each time we talked about it, it never failed to turn us on. The fantasy seemed to take a life of its own. Those “what if” moments with Rita sparked something in our relationship, something thrilling and arousing that brought Cathy and me to new levels of horniness. Even though nothing had happened, the memory of that night was more than enough to fuel the fire between us. For years afterward, the mention of Rita was like an aphrodisiac that never failed to put us into a fuck frenzy.

So my boyfriend and I are both 23. We have been dating now for about 6 years. About 2-3 years about he brought up the idea of getting crazy and going to a swingers bar to maybe get some urges out. At first I said absolutely not! After him begging and begging I finally gave in.

Fast forward to last month we go to pleasure garden in Philly. It’s a somewhat slow night but we are still very nervous. We are by far the youngest couple in there. After a few drinks we strike up a conversation with a couple who was in there mid 30s. The wife smoking hot with an amazing body. In comparison to me I’m a petite white girl haha. The husband was an in shape guy, tan skin and had a good personality. We hit it off with them and then kind of separated. My bf then takes me to a back room and we start making out. Next thing I know that couple is walking by and he waves them in. I’m not sure if it was planned or the drinks were just feeling good.

Anyways we are kissing one thing leads to another and we have now swapped. From the second this man touched me I could feel the level of experience was just different. I believe he kissed me, then my neck and then was rubbing my clit over my thong and I’m pretty sure I came. He just knew what he was doing. So when it started my husband was having a great time. His wife sucking him and they started to fuck before us. The guy I was with was fingering me so good and eating me I swear I came 3-4 times. My boyfriend then cums and I’m not sure what happened but he couldn’t recover. At this time the man I was with just started to fuck me and he was fucking me good. it was hard it was fast at times very very deep and I was trying to catch my breathe. Every once in awhile I’d look over and my bf was just watching. The other wife was getting herself off and loved it. This guy was fucking me so hard I was asking for breaks. Fast forward he wound up fucking me three times.

We left right after and my bf has been upset ever since. This was all his idea. Any advice???

I went out last night but made sure I didn’t get too drunk as I knew I was going to Michael’s afterwards and wanted to make sure I made it there lol. I met Michael a couple of weeks ago on a night out and we’d been speaking a bit on and off. To be honest I didn’t think he was interested in me but I sent him a picture of what I was wearing last night and he said he’s got an empty house and do I want to come round. I told him I can come round later but I can’t stay as I’ve got a lot to do in the morning.

About 11 I messaged my husband /u/frankishusband and said I’m ready to be picked up and dropped off. He got to me about half 11 and it was about a 20 minute to drive to Michael’s. Once I got there he said he’d wait around the corner and ring him when I’m ready.

I knocked on and as soon as he opened the door he was all over me. Kissing me, grabbing my arse, squeezing my tits. He was wearing jogging bottoms and I put my hand straight down them and started playing with his dick and within a minute of the walking in his house was on my knees with his dick in my mouth. During our messaging he’d mentioned he’d never had his arse licked so after about two minutes of head I told him to turn around. He did and I slowly pulled his trousers down all the way and kissed and licked his cheeks then I pulled his dick down between his legs and licked the tip, up the underneath, licked kissed and sucked his balls and then carried on licking his hole and then all the way up his cheeks and back down and put my tongue right in there while I wanked him off. He had his hand on my head pushing it in and kept saying “oh my god”.

Unfortunately for me as I was planning on what to do next in my head he said he was going to cum. I pulled my tongue out and tried to slide in between his legs to swallow it but I was a bit late. A lot of it went on my dress and some even on the floor. I scooped up off my dress what I could and licked it and he said “what about all that on the floor?” Which I assume was a joke as he already got some tissue to wipe it up but me being the tramp I am I licked it up off the floor lol.

After that we both stripped naked and went and sat on his sofa and then I laid him on the floor on his stomach and gave him a massage making sure my tits were rubbing up against him the whole time and it seemed to do the trick as when he rolled over he was ready to go lol. I started riding him at first and taking it slowly while he played with my tits and squeezed my ass. I was asking him much he enjoyed me licking his arse and he told me it was the best blowjob he’d ever had which is always nice to hear lol.

After riding him on the floor for a bit we got up and he bent me over the sofa and started fucking me from behind while he pulled my hair and slapped my ass which felt great and he was really good and I thought I was about orgasm when he stopped and said he wanted me to ride him on the sofa so he could suck my tits. I duly obliged and climbed on top of him and grabbed my tit with one hand and the back of his head with the other and he started sucking on them.

After a couple of minutes he told me to put my hands on the back of the sofa and squat so I did and he started absolutely hammering at me from underneath while he sucked my tits and slapped my arse. I was screaming the place down in pleasure and was just about to orgasm when the door flew open and his friend was stood there. Conversation went:

Michael: oh hi mate thought you were staying out?

Friend: no couldn’t be arsed. Just gonna make a cup of tea then I’ll go upstairs

Michael: ok we’ll try and keep the noise down.

Friend: I could hear her out bloody side

Michael: haha this is Franki. Franki this is Tom.

We actually shook hands while I was naked squatting over his friend and absolutely dripping with sweat and with make up running all down my face lol.

Once he’d walked to the kitchen we carried on and I was trying to be quieter but not really succeeding and after having two orgasms stopped within a minute of the restart I finally had one and he didn’t slow down at all he just carried on going before stopping and saying “can I wank on your face?” My thighs were killing from squatting, my pussy was all red and my arse was even redder from the slapping so I said yes lol.

I got on my knees and started licking his balls while he was wanking when Tom walked back through from the kitchen again (it hadn’t registered with me before there was only one way in and out of the kitchen) and said “sorry sorry sorry don’t mind me I’m going” and went upstairs with his tea and his hobnobs. Michael said he was ready to cum after only a minute and he pulled back and came all over my face and tits. I asked if he wanted pictures before I cleaned it up. He asked if he could video so I said yes and he filmed me licking all the cum off my tits first and then scooping it off my face and licking my fingers clean and then giving his dick a kiss which is something I do with everyone.

I rang my husband and told him I’d be ready in 20 minutes. Me and Michael had a cup of tea and then I got dressed and Michael waited outside while my “taxi” arrived and off I went with him giving me a massive slap on my arse in front of my husband lol.

I got in the car and straight away started giving him head while I told him what happened before he found a quiet spot and we got in the back and I started riding him while I told him what happened and he my second orgasm in an hour.

A week ago I decided to buy a vibrator (I'm 19). I used it a few times and it feels very good. I tried a lot of things with it: I used it while peeing (it came out real fast but still made me orgasm), I used it while showering (felt so good I came I few times) used it in public (I needed to use the public toilet after walking for just a bit because it was so good) and 2 days ago I had that brilliant idea to use it in the night. I undressed myself and put it inside. I couldnt sleep but I thought it was worth it. After like one hour it turned of but I already went crazy, pulled out my vibrator, let it charge and kept masturbating and my bed was more wet than if I peed on it. After some time I fell asleep and guess what I did when I woke up. I sticked that vibrator back inside. At some point I even peed myself and I kept on masturbating. I didnt even notice I was moaning loudly. Then it happened: the door opened and my mom entered the room (thankfully, what wouldve happened if my father or brother entered). So she saw me. I was nude, had a vibrator inside me and I was sitting on a bed completly wet because of my love juices and pee. I cant tell the embarrassment I had that time. And the only thing she did was yelling at me and taking away my vibrator. (Ps: I bought another one)

So, the ones following me know I dated one guy in the beginning of this year, then we broke up about 4-5 months ago. At the same time I took a break from my birth control pills(personal reasons). Well during the next few months I have been… easy going so to say and might have accidentally forgotten about using protection once or twice… or more

Anyway, it was about 8 guys during this period. 2 of them have been more like FWB, and the others have been ons(but while sleeping with those 2).

Anyway, my period was late and guess what. I was pregnant. 🙃 it was still early so of course no problem doing an abortion, but I still contacted all potential baby daddies. Nobody had any problem of me doing the abortion, but both of my FWB wanted to fuck me raw again, and when I texted the others they all more or less thought it was hot too…

So in total I had 4 guys finish inside me while I was carrying one of their off-springs.

It all started with some casual online shopping. I’d been fully embracing the holiday spirit—decorating the house, baking cookies, watching cheesy Christmas movies. I even took a break from my Silent Hill 2 playthrough to get in the festive mood!

Anyway, I’m usually not one for costumes or anything too elaborate, but I wanted something fun and cute to wear to my weekly gaming session with my group of male friends. We always keep it casual, but with Christmas around the corner, I figured it’d be nice to show a little festive spirit!

Big mistake.

I found what I thought was the perfect outfit online: a red lace bodysuit with white trim. The description called it “playful and festive”. It looked flirty but tasteful—and I was extra excited because it was a full bodysuit, meaning I wouldn't need to wear jeans or leggings with it. Just some small panties (no visible panty lines for me!) and I’d be good to go.

I ordered it, excited to wear it for my next game night with the boys.

A few days later, the package arrived. I opened it immediately, eager to try it on. Pulling it out of the bag, I noticed the fabric was soft and stretchy, but it seemed thinner than I expected. “Well, maybe it just feels that way,” I thought.

I slipped it on and glanced in the mirror. It looked cute! The lace hugged my body perfectly, and the white trim gave it that Christmassy vibe I was going for. It was a bit sexy, but what the hell? It was christmas! I threw on my long coat, and headed out the door without a second thought.

When I arrived at my friend’s place, everyone was already setting up. I waved hello as I walked in, casually chatting as I hung up my coat by the door. I turned around, and all four of my guy friends were staring at me.

Confused, I looked down at myself—and my stomach dropped.

The “playful and festive” lace of the bodysuit was completely see-through, every curve of my naked body visible to them.

The lace that had seemed delicate and subtle in my dimly lit bedroom was now leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination under the bright living room lights. My nipples were on full display, and the snug fit of the bodysuit only emphasized everything, including the mound of my shaven pussy.

“Oh my God,” I whispered, feeling my face turn a deep shade of red. My arms instinctively crossed over my chest, then to my pussy, then back to my chest. “Oh my god,” I said again.

“Uh…nice outfit, Sarah” one of them said, trying to break the silence. The others started laughing awkwardly, and I could tell they didn’t know where to look. Phil was suddenly pretending to be very interested in his dice bag, sneaking glances at my exposed body. Ryan was straight up staring at me, his eyes moving across every curve of my body, the way my ass bulged.

How had I not noticed how sheer it was? I asked myself. And why had I thought this was appropriate for game night? My mind raced as I stood there, trying to figure out what to do, my body completely on display to them.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize this outfit was…uh, like this,” I said, laughing nervously. “I thought it was just festive!”

“It’s definitely festive,” James said, grinning. The others started to laugh, the awkwardness slowly melting into humor. “Just forget about it. Come and sit down.”

“Yeah,” Eddy said. “Come and sit with us, Sarah. We won’t look, I promise.”

“Speak for yourself,” Phil laughed. “I may sneak a peak of two!”

They all laughed, and I looked down at my body again, my huge breasts bulging out of the fabric, my nipples hardened with excitement. I looked like such a slut, stood there like that, with all of them secretly and silently appraising my body.

I wondered what they were thinking; if they were wondering what it might be like to fuck my tits or use my pussy for their own pleasure. I felt myself tremble, and to my surprise, I decided I kind of liked it.

“Maybe I’ll stay for a little bit,” I said, taking my hands away from my body, revealing everything to them.

I moved toward the couch.

I hooked up with this girl a few times in college and it kind of fizzled out.

Then months later I get a random text and she wants to hang out. Turns out she blew me off because she had been dating someone else the whole time. She came over and we started messing around, then she told me she was on her period and asked if we could fuck in the shower, adding “you’ll like it.”

Let’s be honest, shower sex is a lot better in theory than practice. Showering together is usually just foreplay to fucking with wet hair, but she was right lol. She was a lot of fun in the shower.

Apparently she got really horny when it was her time of the month but her boyfriend wouldn’t help her out. This went on for a few months. She’d call me for a good fuck anytime she had her period. Sometimes in the shower. Sometimes we’d just put a towel down on the bed.

I used to see this Latin woman who was ten years older than me. She was married. We flirted at the gym for some time and we went out for drinks and she invited me to her apartment.

She was hot. Turned all the heads at the gym with her curves, especially her round ass on narrow hips.

She immediately started kissing me when we went upstairs. And that’s when things went, well unexpected. She unleashed my beast and could not believe the size of my cock. She kept talking about how it’s so thick and she thought I was big at the gym, but not like this. She kissed and sucked it. And then she called her girlfriend. Yes her girlfriend. As she sucks and strokes and teases my cock. And tells her how big my cock is and whether she should suck it. I’m at that point beyond rock hard. She hands the phone to me and the woman is like my friend is so crazy. Sounds like you have a really big dick.

I then start having phone sex with her friend as she sucks my cock. I tell her how hard I am and how good her mouth feels. I tell her how much I want to fuck her and for her friend to watch. She says she is starting to touch her pussy and that just set me on fire. I cum all over the girl’s face and chat with the woman on the phone as she gets off and my girl cleans me and teases me hard again

I then flip her on the bed and start fucking her. Edge of the bed, her titties bouncing up and down. She keeps telling me fucking big I am, which cmon guys, we all like. Then she said it was so much bigger than my husband. About halfway through our session, the phone rings. She says oh fuck, that’s my husband, I have to take this. Just don’t stop.

Just don’t stop? OK. She said quietly this time. So I’m still fucking her when she picks up the phone. I can’t even remember what they talked about, but usual logistics stuff. I drank all their beer, so she said to buy more on the way home (winking at me) and she said take your time and gave her a few more errands.

I’m now rock hard and about to cum, so I pull out and lay down. She climbs on top of me and rides me, grinding her clit on my pelvis and cock and telling me I’m stretching her so much that she won’t feel her husband at all. It’s at that point I explode inside her.

This went on and off for a few years. She was a bit crazy. But also one of the hottest women I’ve ever been with.

Today I'm gonna talk about another fetish. In high school I was a more shy girl. Then there was that one time where I had to pee really badly. First I thought I could hold it, but it was so bad I asked to use the toilet the first time. The teacher was surprised and let me go. I sprinted to the toilet as fast as I could but on the way I peed myself. As you all know I was a very perverted girl and it felt SO good. After I wiped my pee up in the toilet I made my way back to the classroom and on my way I saw the puddle I made and it was so hot I put my finger inside my pussy and started masturbating, but came back to my senses after I came the first time. After that day it became a fetish and I started peeing myself on purpose. Sometimes it felt so good I had an orgasmn. There also was one time in school where I had the lewd idea to pee outside. So when I didnt see anyone nearby I kneed down, lifted my skirt and started peeing (if you read this before you read my first work: I basically never wear underwear, right now when I'm writing this too). And then I let it flow but suddenly my bf appeared behind my and asked what I was doing and I came up with I lie and it somehow worked. After I was done peeing I stood up quickly and started a conversation with her while slowly moving her away from my pee-puddle. That was very risky but also very lewd.

When i went to college i was 18 year old. A had a male roommate who was already 20. For the first few months we got to know eachother and we were good together. We had fun and hang out a lot. Till someday we got drunk at a party and we go home together. There was this hot tension that night between us. So when we arrived at our room he started to make out with me. And at some point he touched parts of my body and i touched his. So i told him i can jerk you off if you want. He said yes please. So he layed down and took his pants off. It was a pretty big cock. I started jerking him and after 10 minutes he still didnt cum. So i asked if it Helped if i used my lips a little. So yes i began to kiss the head of his dick and eventualy began to suck his dick. Then he came within 2 minutes. He asked if I wanted a good time too i said yes sure! I got naked and he first stared at my body for a while then began to finger me and sucked my nipples. Then he got down on me till i came. Then we went to sleep. The next day he asked if i liked it, i told him we can do this more if he wanted. So the same night i was sucking him again. It went on for a week or 2 like this. Then one time when he was giving me head. I told him to grab a condom and to put it on and fuck me. It was such great sex! After that we had sex almost every day, a few weeks later we were both really horny and it was about 3 in the night. We wanted to have sex and he grabbed the box of condoms and it was a little surprise that they were empty. So he looked at me and asked what now? And i really craved his dick to be in me. So i said fuck it put it in me! Just pull out in time. So he did and the sex felt even better it was my first time without condom. So i told him to dont buy condoms again he doesnt need them with me. Then i told him one time to cum in me because i wanted to know how it felt. He cummed inside me and it felt so good i knew i want this every time. So we had sex like that for a year almost every day.

Then i got a bf and he inmediatly stopped having sex with me. But my bf lived across the country. So one day i asked him: why u stopped having sex with me? He told.me because i have a bf.

I told him: as long i am here you can fuck me! And i want to feel your cum in me! He did not waste a second and began to fuck me. His dick was bigger than my BF so i liked it!

Now 2 years after we finished. I still fuck him now and then

How do we proceed? You are in a dress. No. Bra and the tiniest of thongs. We go out, some place crowded. Maybe a casino not far from our hotel. You pick the guy. Flirt maybe have a few drinks get felt up. He has to know im there. We will go back to our room. Get him on the little couch. Then you Neal between his legs. Your dress will come off your boobs and around your waist as you work to free his cock. From there you give him head for a while. If you decide you want to take it further then stop for a second and take the dress off. If you do that then a condom will appear next to your hand. From there you can do what you want. Personally I want to see you taken from behind hard while I watch. Or if your not felling it then you simply make him cum with your mouth. Once he’s done we will send him packing. Then the dress can hit the floor because your going to get fucked hard then.

Synopsis: In a world where boundaries are blurred and desires run, a chance discovery turns a teacher's world upside down. Ben, the seemingly unassuming PE teacher, finds himself at the mercy of a student who holds the key to his darkest secret. Power shifts and hidden passions are revealed, the line between educator and submissive blurs, putting Ben's career on the line. Prepare yourself for a steamy tale of lust, power, and forbidden encounters that will leave you breathless. This book is for adult readers who crave a sensual and provocative read, exploring the depths of desire and the consequences of unchecked passion. Many kinks involved.

Story:

In the showers of the changing rooms, the water hissed as it hit the tiles, a stark contrast to the quiet corridors outside. Ben, the school's PE teacher, let out a sigh of relief as he stepped under the scalding spray. It was a rare moment of solace in his otherwise hectic day. He scrubbed his skin and felt the dirt of the gym floor and the stress of keeping his secret fall away.

"What the hell is that?"

The sudden laughter snapped Ben out of his thoughts. He hadn't realized there was anyone else in the locker room. He turned quickly turned to see where the voice was coming from, only to find that Adam, one of his most popular and arrogant students, was pointing at him. Ben's heart raced as he realized that the chastity cage, a symbol of his deepest desires, was visible through the thin fabric of his towel.

"It's...uh...nothing," Ben stuttered, wrapping the towel tightly around his waist.

Adam's grin widened as he stepped closer, his eyes never leaving the cage. "It doesn't look like nothing, Mr. Jenkins. It looks like you're hiding something... kinky."

The tension in the room grew as the silence stretched on. Ben felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead and his eyes searched for a way out. The chastity cage was his personal affair, a symbol of his submission and the power dynamic he craved in his private life. But here it was, threatening to spill over into his professional world.

"You'd better tell me what's going on here," Adam said, his tone now edged with a hint of malice. "Otherwise I might have to share this little secret with the rest of the school."

Ben swallowed hard, his mind racing. He knew the consequences if his secret got out. He could lose his job, his reputation... everything. "I... i'll do anything," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Adam's smile turned predatory as he leaned forward, his breath hot against Ben's ear. "I bet you would," he said, and there was a promise in his voice that Ben knew he dared not break. "But let's keep this our little secret, shall we?"

At these words, Ben felt a mixture of fear and excitement. He had no idea what it meant, but he knew it was the beginning of something that would change his life forever.

"Listen, Adam," he began in a slightly shaky voice, "it's not what you think." He took a deep breath and hoped his words would be understandable. "The chastity cage ... it's a personal choice. A lifestyle. It's part of a... Relationship I'm in."

Adam's eyebrows shot up, his interest piqued. "A relationship?" he sneered. "With whom? Or should I say, what?"

"It's complicated," Ben mumbled, his cheeks turning red. "I have...desires that aren't typical. I like to be dominated, to be controlled." He paused, searching for the right words. "The cage is a symbol of my submission to my partner. It's a consensual thing."

The young alpha's grin turned into a look of fascination. He circled Ben, his eyes taking in every detail of the cage. "So you're like ... a slave to someone?"

Ben nodded, his heart hammering against his ribcage. "In a way, yes. It's about power exchange and trust. It's not everyone understands, but it's who I am."

Adam leaned against the shower stall, his arms crossed in front of his chest. "And if I were to tell the school about this ... what would happen then?"

The coldness in his tone sent a shiver down Ben's spine. He knew the answer all too well. "I'd be fired," he whispered. "I could lose everything."

Adam's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities. "Everything, huh?" He took a step closer, the water from Ben's shower misting his skin. "Well, I think it's only fair that if I'm going to keep your secret, Mr. Jenkins, I get something in return."

Ben's mind raced. He didn't know what Adam was after, but he was desperate to keep his job and his secret. "What ... what do you want?"

Adam leaned forward, his voice low and dangerous. "I want to be the one to decide when you're released from this cage." He tapped a finger against the metal bars, his smirk widening. "I want the key."

Ben's eyes grew wide with horror. The thought of giving a student so much power over him was horrifying, but he had no choice. "Okay," he breathed, his voice shaking. "You can have it."

Adam's grin was triumphant as he held out his hand. Ben fumbled with the lock until his trembling fingers finally managed to unlock the key. It felt like a piece of himself was being ripped away as he placed it in Adam's palm. The student closed his hand around it, the metal warm from Ben's body heat.

"Good choice, Mr. Jenkins," Adam said, pocketing the key. "Now I expect you to behave yourself. Do as I say, and maybe, just maybe, I will let you out of this cage." He turned and began to walk away, the sound of his footsteps echoing through the locker room.

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After the final bell had rung, he made his way to his office, his legs feeling like lead. He was about to knock when the sound of the key unlocking the door startled him. Adam stalked in, his gaze scanning the room before he came across Ben standing awkwardly at his desk.

Without a word, Adam sailed past him and closed the door, the click echoing through the small room. Ben's heart skipped a beat as Adam leaned against the desk, arms folded, and gave him a challenging look. "You know what to do," he said in a low voice.

Ben took a deep breath and slowly lowered himself to his knees. The fabric of his pants whispered against the floor tiles as he pushed himself under the desk. He reached out his trembling hands and found the hem of Adam's shorts. With trembling fingers, he pulled them down, exposing the student's hard cock.

The moment he wrapped his lips around it, Adam's hips jerked forward and a moan escaped his lips. Ben felt a thrill of fear and arousal as he began to suck, his eyes watering from the pressure. He had never done this with the door unlocked before, always paranoid that someone might walk in.

But Adam seemed to enjoy the risk, his hand tangled in Ben's hair, guiding him. Ben's eyes widened as he felt the cage throb in response, his own cock straining against the unyielding metal bars. He had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed.

And then, as if the universe had decided to put them to the test, the door swung open and the principal, Mr. Thompson, entered. His eyes widened as he took in the scene before him. Ben's mouth was full, his cheeks hollowed as he tried to stifle his own surprised gasp.

Adam's grip on his hair tightened, and Ben knew he had no choice but to continue. The Principal's eyes bulged, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Ben's mind raced and he tried to think of an explanation, but all he could do was keep his eyes on the ground and hope that he could somehow make this right.

Mr. Thompson stumbled back a step, his hand flying to his mouth. "What the hell...?" he stuttered.

Adam's smile didn't falter as he looked down at Ben, who was still on his knees. "Oh, don't hold it against him, principal. He's just helping me... with some extracurricular activities."

Ben's heart stopped as he waited for the ax to fall, for his career and his secret to be shattered. But instead of outrage, he saw something else in Mr. Thompson's eyes. Something that made his stomach turn in an all too familiar way.

The principal took a deep breath, his hand slowly lowering from his mouth. "I ...see," he said, his voice wavering. "I'll ... come back later." With that, he turned on his heel and left the school, the door slamming shut behind him.

“Smile and wait for the flash” says the elderly photographer.

I spot disaster instantly No! I mouth to my work wife, but her shirt is already flying up behind him.

The flashbulb blinds me and makes me splutter.

“Are you alright sonny? You’re awfully red in this one”

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My seatmate has to be getting suspicious.

I lift my shirt up, just barely exposing my nipples.

He doesn’t react this time. Eyes forward. Using his peripheral vision?

I raise it a bit higher; fully exposing my tits.

Then I yank it down as he turns, hiding my grin by pretending to be fascinated with clouds out the window.

Not this time, stranger, not this time.

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Tiffany lunges out of the crowd of giggling cheerleaders and grabs my hands “Come on” she says, “We’re going skinny dipping”

We hurry down to the watering hole, laughing and stripping as we go. For the first time, I see my crush naked.

“Oh, we’re going skinny dipping” I say, as I realize that no one followed us.

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“I went as a sexy package. Brown high highs for the paper, ‘Handle with care’ stickers on my nipples, ‘Awaiting Inspection’ tape on my pussy.”

“Girl, I bet you looked hot!”

“Hell yeah! But then some bitch spilled her drink and the stickers stopped sticking.”

“Gasp! What did you do?”

“I ran away of course; I was topless!”

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I shouldn’t have bratted.

My bodice is down, my thigh-slit open. I’m exposed to the hotel forecourt.

The expo is raucous, anyone could exit and see me. Hidden revellers parade on the street. My breath is ragged. My pussy wet.

I fearfully eye the driveway. “Please sir.”

“Wait.”

Suddenly I hear an engine! “Pleaseplease!”

Headlights appear and turn.

“Cover yourself”

I duck behind him as the car pulls up.

He opens the door of the uber for me. “Good girl” he smiles.

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The grainy polaroid is spectacular.

The blonde streaker caught between laughing and screaming. Her hair, tits, and legs sailing wildly as the football player brings her down with a flying tackle.

I raise my eyebrow. “Why do you have this, Mum?”

“Well I want to remember the moment I met your Dad.”

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Taylor makes a show of stretching. Sundress sliding over skin with no bumps for bra or panties. Even in a public park, we get a few appreciative glances.

“I figure anyone who checks me out gets what they asked for”

I nod and add “Plus a bonus”, glancing between his legs.

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“Really now, Harold. Nudity in a restaurant?” I shift uncomfortably; the cheap plastic of the booth scratches my skin.

“Come on, Agatha. The young people seem to love it.”

“I think our waitress likes the look of you.”

“She’s a third my age!”

“Let me help you with that, Sir” says Candi; her bosoms spilling over my husband’s shoulders as she straightens his tie.

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I glance dismissively at the nude woman leaning in the doorframe “Lady if you want this pizza then you can’t pay with your body.”

The embarrassed woman disappears and is replaced by her boyfriend who says, “I have some money for you.”

I stare at his dick print “Well let's not be hasty”

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The ticking clock is maddening, I need to be seen.

I stand in front of the mirror and slowly strip. Admiring my reflection and challenging what's behind it.

The voice from the crackling speaker sounds weary. “Ma’am, once again, if you just sit down, I’m sure my partner will see you shortly.”

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I pinch the bridge of my nose. “So, as food-play, you wanted sauce licked out of your pussy, but Mick grabbed the Tabasco, and that’s why my waiters were writhing on the floor, naked and screaming?”

“Am I fired?” sobs Mandy. She has tears in her eyes and is pouring milk on her crotch.

“Nah, this is nowhere near the stupidest thing Mick has done”

“Thath’sh true.” Agrees Mick.

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“I have a Christmas tale”, Adam spreads three kings over my tits. We’re both all-in; the winner of this hand will own the loser's clothes and body for the night.

Adam looks hungry. His cock so hard that it’s almost straining to close the distance between us.

I look at my cards. pause, and place them face down. “I lose”, I smile, “I just have a bunch of hearts”

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The aircon is broken, the heatwave intense.

I wear only underwear inside, Sabine wears nothing.

I can't stop sneaking glances. After a few weeks, she notices.

“You poor thing.” she purrs, peeling my panties down. “You’re soaked through! Let’s get you out of these wet clothes.”

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We arrive at the fetish ball and I admire my wife.

The many chains of her plunging necklace wrap around her body in diamond patterns, tugging at nipple and clit piercings before passing through the lips of her pussy and forming garters on her thighs.

I slowly insert her jewelled butt plug; completing the look.

“Thank you lover,” she coos, “I felt naked for a bit there.”

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My mistress leads me into the club on a leash. My cock caged up, my slutty body on open display.

They like the way I look. I like the way they’re looking. Cocks point skywards; my own personal standing ovation.

A line starts forming as my mistress fondles my new tits and offers blowjobs from her girlfriend. Euphoria!

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The winds of Duncansby Head flip my skirt up, flashing my quim for all of Scotland.

I yank it down, blushing furiously.

My boyfriend laughs and hoists his kilt to the ocean “FUCK YOU, WIND! LOOK AT MY COCK!”

I can’t help but howl with laughter, joining him and lifting my skirt again.

“FUCK YOU!”

“FUCK YOU!”

“FUCK YOU!”

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The other freediver flashes her tits as I rise for air. I yell in surprise, and must chase my bubble to the surface.

I consider, wait till she needs air, and flash my cock, getting a yearning look as she departs. I understand your game.

We tease back and forth until we’re nude, circling each other, and slowly rising.

Above the water we could speak, but instead we connect with lips and body. Desire without words.

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The booth of one-way mirrors in town square. Intended as a tourist attraction. Instantly made 18+ only.

Inside I strip. The noisy crowd surrounds my teenage body; my heart pounds.

An athletic, grey-haired man waits outside a café, chinos hinting at a mouth-watering cock.

I rub and rub, and cum.

Head cleared, I exit and approach the man.

He embraces me, eager to bond with his new stepdaughter.

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Parker bends at the waist, picking up the ramen she believes I dropped intentionally. Her miniskirt rides slowly up her hips.

“You’re not… you’re not wearing any”

“Seems I forgot.” Parker grins.

“We could shop for some” I blush, it’s such a stupid thing to say.

But Parker laughs and kisses my cheek. “It’s a date.”

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Maddie nudges my ribs to get my attention. We both watch a gorgeous blonde walk down the nude beach. Tits swaying as she approaches, ass rolling as she leaves.

When she finally disappears, we just smile at each other and nod.

The nice thing about being a straight man with a lesbian best friend? You’re guaranteed a shared interest.

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“Svimming trunks ar unhygenik” Freja chides me in the sauna.

No escape. I slowly remove my last barrier. My treacherous cock already hardening; I twist my body to hide.

Freja smirks, opening knees to display her dewy pussy. She’s enjoying it!

Eyes locked, a crackle of potential dances between us. I plot an erotic encounter in the theatre of my mind.

An elderly man plonks down between us.

My cock falls like the final curtain and Freja stifles a giggle.

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There’s a big difference between legally-blind and blind-blind. I use a cane and glasses because I got sick of explaining it.

Some people take advantage of the blind.

I accept my tea from my housekeeper and pretend I can’t see her swaying breasts, her hairy pussy, or the clothes she stuffed in her travel bag. I don’t want to embarrass her.

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The range officer wraps her arms around me and gently adjusts the rifle aim.

I’m already blushing at the intimacy when I feel her breasts press into me.

“Chuck!” I exclaim, “You’re naked!” I don’t dare turn around.

She giggles into my back “You should hurry up and shoot your shot”

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We strut down the street in high heels and fishnets. My girls on each side radiate confidence, and it’s infectious. I find myself showing off as people cheer.

“Told you you’d love it!” says Hailey

“Yeah! Gotta be honest though, I probably wouldn’t’ve agreed if I’d known ‘fishnet’ meant bodystocking”

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The blindfold enhances the chill wind of the garden. Are we alone? Did my husband invite someone?

A soft hand brushes my stomach. A woman! He got a woman for our anniversary!

I reach for her, but a rough, callused hand grabs my throat to stop me. A couple!

They don’t speak, caressing me like sharks circling. Suddenly the man lifts me into the air.

I scream and the garden explodes into cheering. My God! How many?!

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Greg shuts the bathroom door. Locks it. My apologies die in my mouth.

He takes the tiny zip of my hoodie between his thick fingers. “Ask me to stop, and I stop”

I glance at my smartphone. It’s still recording from when I flashed it. Is it about to record me losing my virginity?

My mouth is dry. I hesitate. Greg waits.

“Keep going”

My pussy dampens as the zip descends.

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4am. No decent people are awake. Perfect.

The hotel lock clicks behind me. The hallway carpet is soft. My heart pounds; anyone could open their door and see me.

Suddenly a muted footfall. Someone is coming! Why would someone be up?!

Another naked woman rounds the corner and locks eyes.

We both fall over laughing.

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No one can see under the Jacuzzi bubbles.

I discreetly slide my thong off and tilt my pussy into the jet.

The rushing water touches me everywhere. I crash into a leg-shaking orgasm.

Satisfied, I reach under my thigh, seeking my thong.

Where is it?!

The man across from me smiles, waiting to see my next move, my thong causally held in his hand.

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The face-paint artist is wearing a skin-tight bikini with a disruptive pattern.

I try not to stare, but it’s hard with the way it lets her tits swing.

I make my move. “So… maybe after this do you want to go swimming?”

“I can’t actually swim in this.” She winks at me “It’ll wash off.”

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The crossing-lights clang as the night-train strobes past.

Suddenly, a woman! Trenchcoat open, tits against glass, bright pink vibrator, face contorted in ecstasy.

She whips away, leaving only my erection.

“Huh”, I mutter, as the clattering rails disappear forever, “City folk”

For my anniversary I really wanted my wife to experience a threesum. I think as I messaged some of the candidates it became a bit clear too I wanted to see her fuck another man. Not sure if it was the start of cucking or not or just the thought of her getting one wild night. Maybe it's because we've both only been with eachother haha high school sweet hearts kind of thing.

We had a hotel room booked a nice romantic themed room in Edmonton. I was messaging the guy ahead of time that day the plan was to have him set up a massage table and say the anniversary plan was to have her get a private professional massage because she's never gotten one before. Me and him agreed that it'd be a surprise because it'd be a lot hotter that way, slowly getting him to push boundaries and see how far he could get before she got permission.

When we left to go our shopping and dinner date I said I forgot something in the room and I'd be right back as she browsed around. I gave him the key and the plan was in motion. It's wild to be walking around a mall rock hard thinking of a guy who will be fucking your wife in just a little over an hour.

The whole dinner I could just feel my heart racing and a few times my ears just start ringing thinking about what was about to happen. I ate probably the quickest I ever had. We did a small gift exchange at the dinner table and decided it was time to head back up to the room, have some wine and relax in the hot tub.

When I opened the door my heart felt like it stopped and I smile to her and slowly opened the door to show the surprise. He was great at playing the roll had gotten some cheap scrubs and we rented a massage table to look pretty legit she laughed and asked what this was and I explained the situation of getting her a private massage for our anniversary.

She went into the bathroom to change into her new bathing suit we got for the hot tub. I made sure to pick out a very skimpy one. She's got pretty big tit's 44DD and I made sure to get a set that'd just barely cover anything. She got a little excited at the idea of dressing all sexy for me in the hot tub. Not knowing about the surprise guest. She seemed a little shocked to be changing into something so revealing with a stranger and he reassured her that it's all professional he's massaged some folks naked covered with a towel before because it helps keep the oil off clothes.

I saw my chance to push the first boundary and test the ground a bit and said "Oh well maybe we should just do that since we want to use the bikini for the hot tub later and don't want the water to get oily. I saw her turn a bit flush and get a little flustered did a hesitant "Okay" and she got ... well not changed more unchanged. He looked to the wall as she get unchanged and laid down on the table.

It was pretty slow at first just upper shoulders and neck. I told him her neck is a weak spot so he stayed up there for a good while and I could hear the difference in her moans here and there. You know the change of "Oh relaxing" And "Ohhh" as he rubbed just right. Me and him exchanged a bit of a look when we could both tell that he could go a bit further. He get the side of her breast's as they spilled out and when he was moving to her lower back I could hear her breathing change. I saw another moment to push a little more and offered to move the towel to her upper back. I dropped the towel on the ground near our shoes and said that it got muddy. Saying I didn't want to risk paying a fee with one muddy towel and one oily one he should just move on without and she could just press her knees together to make sure she didn't show too much. She gave another okay.

This time he moved a bit quicker moving up from her feet to her calves. When he got there she got a little more relaxed and I saw her knees part a bit before long she was so relaxed she didn't seem to care her full pussy was on display, maybe she didn't notice either haha. He started getting to her thighs and doing a full circle around them getting to the inside. He reoiled his hands and I saw he dropped some on her thighs and butt and it ran through her cheeks and some dropped to her pussy. She exhaled a bit shakily and I could tell she was containing her self.

I saw my moment as she was on the edge of needing SOMETHING and I think at this point she didn't really care from who. I excused myself to the bathroom for a bit saying I was going to do my nightly routine so after our soak we could just relax in bed. I probably over explained because all she hummed back was "Mmhmm".

I could her more panting from the bathroom. I waited a good 15 minutes turning on my electric toothbrush and razor to make some noise to make her comfortable to get a little vocal if she was sneaking. I definitely heard a moan when I pretended to shave haha. After a bit I turned off the bathroom fan and unlocked the door opening it and pretending to stretch. I saw him move from the front of the massage table and she scooted her butt back a bit rubbing her knees together.

My perfect imaginary scenario he was finger fucking her while she blowed him. I think at most he was rubbing his hard cock on her face while rubbing her ass or maybe even fingering. I don't think she cared that's likely not the right stance for massaging there she was along for the ride at this point.

I sat down in the chair in the room and asked if she was having fun and she in a shaking breath just said "Yes". Her face buried down into the face hole in the table I think she was a bit embarrassed and wanted to hide her blushing face. I nodded to him and he slapped her ass, she's not much for spanking but there is something so hot about your wife being more okay with somethings with a complete stranger. She gasped and kept her face down and lifted her butt up. He caressed her lifted ass and moved towards the back end of the table and slid a finger inside she just gasped and shuttered. I think the knowledge I was there and it started to dawn on her what was about to happen she came. She quivered and just went "Oh"

He grabbed her a bit by the hips and pulled her to have her legs dangling off the edge of the table she kept her butt up a bit and her arms moved up to block her face. Her breaths picked up quickly as he rubbed his crotch into her ass. He didn't take off his pants yet and just grinded a little holding her hips. After a minute or two of working her up and said "Please. Can he." I nodded to him and he took his pants off. He was bigger than me I think that's part of the fun of these things haha and he slapped his hefty dick on her butt a few times. She wiggled and lifted higher and he lined himself up. She turned her face to look at me I think we both were exchanging a look that was "This is the last chance to stop." But I just smiled as he penetrated her. She gasped and moaned let out a "Fuck" and grabbed onto the top of the table to grip down. He kept fucking her like this and her ass was starting to turn red as he kept slapping. When he got closer to Cumming he pulled out. We agreed no finishing inside, she's on birth control bit still no risks. He walked over to her head at the edge of the table blocking my view and just rubbed his cock on her face and said "Suck it" she did and after a few pumps he came in her mouth. We only did this once before so seeing her so easily do it was insanely hot, the only thing hotter? She swallowed. A strangers cum she just easily took it and swalled. He took a little bit of a breather and she came to the chair straddled me and started kissing me deeply. I'm not even sure if she registered the fact she just had cum in her mouth, I suspected when she started using tongue which isn't something we normally do, that she did.

After he recharged a bit he came over behind her while she was kissing me and grabbed her by the neck tilting her head back from me. He grabbed her tit with another hand and started rubbing his bare cock on her ass again. I know I just watched someone roughly fuck my wife in front of my but sitting in a chair, having her still straddling me while I'm still clothed and having another guy rubbing on her it's not my proudest moment but I did have a hands free orgasm and came in my pants. She leaned back and moaned and I could tell he was getting into position. He pushed into her and kept her neck grabbed and moved his hand back to her tit. She just lost herself fully in front of me. I could see his cock going between her legs entering her from this angle. I wish I didn't cum in my pants just so I could jack off seeing this.

He kept fucking her and then pushed her head down towards mine and she started kissing me. I was making out with my wife as she was getting fucked by a stranger. She backed up a bit and looked at me and said "Can he come inside." I was lost in the moment and just nodded yes. Almost pleadingly and he came inside my wife. Holding her infront of me a man I only just met came inside my wife. He pulled out and went to our bathroom and I heard the shower start running. Me and my wife sat there looking at eachother and she was smiling red faced and panting. After a few minutes the shower still running I looked at her and said "Maybe he needs a hand?" She nodded and got the clue.

She went to the bathroom still naked and I heard the shower door open. I'm not sure if he came again. I usually max out at two but who knows haha. I heard my wife through the door getting face fucked. I could tell from all the gagging and then them stopping as she had to catch her breath.

After they finished inside the bathroom he left. We laid together for a while holding eachother talking about how hot it was. Our night wasn't nearly as eventful. I gave her my usual 7 minutes in heaven and we went to asleep holding eachother.

This is where the story Ramps up again.

On our way home driving we encountered someone who just got into a collision with a moose. It's Canada after all. It must have just happened because the hood was smoking a little still and he was just walking around with that oh fuck look and assessing the damage. I pulled over mostly just to help him not knowing how much further it'd go. He gathered stuff up and we agreed to drive him to the next town we'd pass by on the way home. He was a bit high strung still from the crash we chatted some and learned he's divorced single dad. Was coming home from working in the camps. He was pretty attractive and I could see my wife looking in the rear view mirror and turning some during talking to look at him. She said something along the lines of "You seem pretty stressed from it do you have anything to help relax?" I think maybe she was trying to hint at like a cigarette or beer he might want to take the edge off because he got the hint he had grabbed his stuff from his truck and got a beer from it. Driving I said no but they split a case and I could see her face getting red and she kept turning around to talk. I said "If you guys want to talk more comfortably why don't you move back there instead?" And pulled over. She looked at me a little shocked and I nodded giving her the go ahead. She hurried to the back seat. Most vehicles you know there's the middle seat to give some space. Well she sat there pressed right up against him. He wrapped an arm around her and they chatted for a while. Now two half drunk people (my wife is a light weight) she wasn't the most quiet. I heard a ZIPPP and looked in the rear view and saw her stroking his now exposed cock. It didn't take too long until they were making out and she hooked a leg over and was riding him. This guy being someone we didn't vet at ALL we both knew he couldn't come inside so when he got close she moved off and started blowing him. Hindsight is perfect 20/20 because we'll what's the difference between doing her raw and Cumming raw in her mouth and Cumming inside especially since she's already on birth control. They sat together after making out and we got to the town we agreed to drop him off at. She leaned over and asked for me to park somewhere a bit private. I agreed because my main thought was 'hey if they're doing something this might be my only chance to jack it while listening or watching' haha. I pulled over and they got out. I had a good view from the rear view as now a total stranger bent my wife over the trunk and just went to town. I think he was taking out the frustration of insurance on a newish (it's used) truck after just getting it. It didn't go on too long but he did grab her by the hair and bent her head back and I saw him start biting down on her neck. After they finished we dropped him off and she got in the seat next to me again and had a big bite mark on her neck.

I’ve been back at my parents cozy house for the holidays for four days. When both my sister and I come back, I have to sleep on the couch in the living room. The house is just one floor and for some reason they insist on sleeping with their door (just down the hall) open (it’s so the cat can roam and sleep with them).

But I’ve been here for four days and just feeling so cooped up but also exposed on the couch. People come in and through the living room sometimes in the night so I obviously can’t be sleeping naked like I normally do. I also obviously didn’t bring any toys, which I normally would if I had a room since I come back home for almost a month for holidays.

I’m getting really horny and I couldn’t help myself from opening up Reddit under the covers. The first thing I saw was a hard lesdom scene. When her fucktoy was about to come from her strap on, the dom pulled off her clit clamp and flogged her bound tits. I couldn’t help myself and didn’t even notice I started to rub my pussy.

20 min later I’m so deep in the lesdom subs and I want to come so badly but I think I’ll scream because it’s been so long and I want a toy or restraints or a paddle or something. My hands aren’t enough right now and I want to be good and not waste an orgasm. But now edging is just driving me crazy. I’m so close to humping the corner of the coffee table just to feel something foreign touch my clit. I really want something inside me but I’d settle for anything other than just my fingers.

Today at Starbucks, was the closest I've come to quitting in a very long time. Honestly I don't know why I stayed maybe its because of the regulars or the hot olders and milfs that come in but today every single customer was driving me insane.

After my shift I got to my car and parked a bit away from my store. I pulled out my cock and started jerking off to MILF and older lady porn. Switching between Sheena Rhyder, Ariella Ferrera and Jasmine Jae.

Normally I don't jerk off in public even thoughts it's one of my biggest fantasies to have a lovely lady see me and come help me jerk off before climbing into my car and I end up fucking her till she screams and moans with pleasure over and over before leaving with cum dripping down her leg after giving me her number.

But today I did and after 20 minutes or jerking off eyes closed. I heard a small beep of a horn and it jolted me to focus and I see this sexy Asian lady who I just served before I left. Smirking at me before mouthing nice cock before she pulled down her shirt shook her glorious perfect titties at me before pulling away.

I was shocked and turned on so much more. I have yet to make my fantasy of being with an older lady a reality but I'm hoping this lady with be my first.

Synopsis: In a world where boundaries are blurred and desires run, a chance discovery turns a teacher's world upside down. Ben, the seemingly unassuming PE teacher, finds himself at the mercy of a student who holds the key to his darkest secret. Power shifts and hidden passions are revealed, the line between educator and submissive blurs, putting Ben's career on the line. Prepare yourself for a steamy tale of lust, power, and forbidden encounters that will leave you breathless. This book is for adult readers who crave a sensual and provocative read, exploring the depths of desire and the consequences of unchecked passion. Many kinks involved.

Story:

In the showers of the changing rooms, the water hissed as it hit the tiles, a stark contrast to the quiet corridors outside. Ben, the school's PE teacher, let out a sigh of relief as he stepped under the scalding spray. It was a rare moment of solace in his otherwise hectic day. He scrubbed his skin and felt the dirt of the gym floor and the stress of keeping his secret fall away.

"What the hell is that?"

The sudden laughter snapped Ben out of his thoughts. He hadn't realized there was anyone else in the locker room. He turned quickly turned to see where the voice was coming from, only to find that Adam, one of his most popular and arrogant students, was pointing at him. Ben's heart raced as he realized that the chastity cage, a symbol of his deepest desires, was visible through the thin fabric of his towel.

"It's...uh...nothing," Ben stuttered, wrapping the towel tightly around his waist.

Adam's grin widened as he stepped closer, his eyes never leaving the cage. "It doesn't look like nothing, Mr. Jenkins. It looks like you're hiding something... kinky."

The tension in the room grew as the silence stretched on. Ben felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead and his eyes searched for a way out. The chastity cage was his personal affair, a symbol of his submission and the power dynamic he craved in his private life. But here it was, threatening to spill over into his professional world.

"You'd better tell me what's going on here," Adam said, his tone now edged with a hint of malice. "Otherwise I might have to share this little secret with the rest of the school."

Ben swallowed hard, his mind racing. He knew the consequences if his secret got out. He could lose his job, his reputation... everything. "I... i'll do anything," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Adam's smile turned predatory as he leaned forward, his breath hot against Ben's ear. "I bet you would," he said, and there was a promise in his voice that Ben knew he dared not break. "But let's keep this our little secret, shall we?"

At these words, Ben felt a mixture of fear and excitement. He had no idea what it meant, but he knew it was the beginning of something that would change his life forever.

"Listen, Adam," he began in a slightly shaky voice, "it's not what you think." He took a deep breath and hoped his words would be understandable. "The chastity cage ... it's a personal choice. A lifestyle. It's part of a... Relationship I'm in."

Adam's eyebrows shot up, his interest piqued. "A relationship?" he sneered. "With whom? Or should I say, what?"

"It's complicated," Ben mumbled, his cheeks turning red. "I have...desires that aren't typical. I like to be dominated, to be controlled." He paused, searching for the right words. "The cage is a symbol of my submission to my partner. It's a consensual thing."

The young alpha's grin turned into a look of fascination. He circled Ben, his eyes taking in every detail of the cage. "So you're like ... a slave to someone?"

Ben nodded, his heart hammering against his ribcage. "In a way, yes. It's about power exchange and trust. It's not everyone understands, but it's who I am."

Adam leaned against the shower stall, his arms crossed in front of his chest. "And if I were to tell the school about this ... what would happen then?"

The coldness in his tone sent a shiver down Ben's spine. He knew the answer all too well. "I'd be fired," he whispered. "I could lose everything."

Adam's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities. "Everything, huh?" He took a step closer, the water from Ben's shower misting his skin. "Well, I think it's only fair that if I'm going to keep your secret, Mr. Jenkins, I get something in return."

Ben's mind raced. He didn't know what Adam was after, but he was desperate to keep his job and his secret. "What ... what do you want?"

Adam leaned forward, his voice low and dangerous. "I want to be the one to decide when you're released from this cage." He tapped a finger against the metal bars, his smirk widening. "I want the key."

Ben's eyes grew wide with horror. The thought of giving a student so much power over him was horrifying, but he had no choice. "Okay," he breathed, his voice shaking. "You can have it."

Adam's grin was triumphant as he held out his hand. Ben fumbled with the lock until his trembling fingers finally managed to unlock the key. It felt like a piece of himself was being ripped away as he placed it in Adam's palm. The student closed his hand around it, the metal warm from Ben's body heat.

"Good choice, Mr. Jenkins," Adam said, pocketing the key. "Now I expect you to behave yourself. Do as I say, and maybe, just maybe, I will let you out of this cage." He turned and began to walk away, the sound of his footsteps echoing through the locker room.

Next part:

After the final bell had rung, he made his way to his office, his legs feeling like lead. He was about to knock when the sound of the key unlocking the door startled him. Adam stalked in, his gaze scanning the room before he came across Ben standing awkwardly at his desk.

Without a word, Adam sailed past him and closed the door, the click echoing through the small room. Ben's heart skipped a beat as Adam leaned against the desk, arms folded, and gave him a challenging look. "You know what to do," he said in a low voice.

Ben took a deep breath and slowly lowered himself to his knees. The fabric of his pants whispered against the floor tiles as he pushed himself under the desk. He reached out his trembling hands and found the hem of Adam's shorts. With trembling fingers, he pulled them down, exposing the student's hard cock.

The moment he wrapped his lips around it, Adam's hips jerked forward and a moan escaped his lips. Ben felt a thrill of fear and arousal as he began to suck, his eyes watering from the pressure. He had never done this with the door unlocked before, always paranoid that someone might walk in.

But Adam seemed to enjoy the risk, his hand tangled in Ben's hair, guiding him. Ben's eyes widened as he felt the cage throb in response, his own cock straining against the unyielding metal bars. He had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed.

And then, as if the universe had decided to put them to the test, the door swung open and the principal, Mr. Thompson, entered. His eyes widened as he took in the scene before him. Ben's mouth was full, his cheeks hollowed as he tried to stifle his own surprised gasp.

Adam's grip on his hair tightened, and Ben knew he had no choice but to continue. The Principal's eyes bulged, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Ben's mind raced and he tried to think of an explanation, but all he could do was keep his eyes on the ground and hope that he could somehow make this right.

Mr. Thompson stumbled back a step, his hand flying to his mouth. "What the hell...?" he stuttered.

Adam's smile didn't falter as he looked down at Ben, who was still on his knees. "Oh, don't hold it against him, principal. He's just helping me... with some extracurricular activities."

Ben's heart stopped as he waited for the ax to fall, for his career and his secret to be shattered. But instead of outrage, he saw something else in Mr. Thompson's eyes. Something that made his stomach turn in an all too familiar way.

The principal took a deep breath, his hand slowly lowering from his mouth. "I ...see," he said, his voice wavering. "I'll ... come back later." With that, he turned on his heel and left the school, the door slamming shut behind him.

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true story:

I (M) worked at an internship in college with one friend (F) that I used to always flirt with. We got close and I eventually told her I liked her. One night she came over to “study” while her boyfriend was at a conference and we hooked up. Went on for about 4 months..

Fast forward two months, I get drunk after work with the another girl at the same internship. let’s call her christa. made out with her, and took a selfie while we made out for myself on my phone. She gets on her knees and I start recording. Week after, she gets horny from sexting and asks me to send her the video.. I hesitated and at this point I already wanted to delete all the evidence because I started to feel bad, but she essentially begged and got “sad” that I was backing out.. So I send it. And of course her bf finds out. We only hooked up once but I felt bad sticking my cock in her pussy cause I already ruined one relationship. I wish I didn’t chicken out since I was already in her mouth..

It was the hottest and steamiest sex I had my whole life and nothing comes close. Too bad their bf’s found out. would totally do it again and i honestly regret not having them be more careful.

I’m sure im not the only one who thinks cheating sex just feels.. nicer 😉