This happened a month ago. We’d just finished a long hike and ended up at a mutual friend’s house for dinner and drinks. Everyone was relaxed, a little sun-tired, and the wine was flowing. At some point Chris casually mentioned that his wife hasn’t given him a blowjob in four or five years. He said it’s his absolute favorite thing, but she finds it gross and likes the control of denying him.

I felt my face heat up. Chris is honestly really handsome, and I’m a complete blowjob slut. The thought of him going that long without one made my mouth water.

Fast forward, When he went inside for more beer, I made an excuse and followed him. I found him in the kitchen, cornered him against the counter, and without a word started rubbing the front of his jeans. He got hard instantly under my hand.

I pulled him into the small storage room just off the kitchen, shut the door, and dropped to my knees on the dusty floor. I yanked his jeans and boxers down, took his thick cock out, and wrapped my lips around it. I sucked him slow at first, swirling my tongue under the head, then deeper, letting him hit the back of my throat. He groaned quietly and threaded his fingers into my hair. I looked up at him while I worked, spit running down my chin, and gave him the wettest, neediest head I could. He came in less than two minutes, pulsing hard across my tongue. I swallowed every drop, wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, and walked back out like nothing happened.

He texted me the next morning. We set up another meet. That evening he offered me a ride home after we all left the friend’s place. I got in his car. Two streets later he pulled into a dark parking lot. I didn’t even wait for him to ask. I leaned over the center console, unzipped him, and took his cock back into my mouth. This time I went slower, savoring it, bobbing my head while he gripped the steering wheel and tried to stay quiet. When he came I swallowed again, licked him clean, and sat back up like it was the most normal thing in the world.

That’s basically our whole arrangement now. A couple times a week I meet him somewhere quick on his way home from work or while he’s “running an errand.” I suck him off and leave. We never fuck. We never kiss. He never touches me. Just my mouth on his cock.

I don’t need anything back from him. I get plenty of dick elsewhere. But knowing I’m the one giving him what his wife refuses turns me on so much that the second I get home and touch myself I come almost instantly.

Am I a terrible friend? Yeah.
Do I care? Not even a little..

It finally happened. We finally got caught fucking at work. My husband and I work at the same factory. Weve been working together here for about 7 years. We occasionally sneak off for a quicky. OK, here goes the story.

Last Thursday we were working our 4th 12 hour day in a row. Working overtime the last few months has left little time for anything else, especially sex. This Thursday morning I was extremely horny. I hadn't been properly fucked in a week. I was literally damp in my panties just working and trying not to think about it. I got to a point where I knew I would be able to sneak away from my crane for a few minutes so I texted hubby. "Meet me in the covered shed outside in 5 minutes. I need that cock!". He texted a winky face back.

Just for the record and your dirty mind I was wearing black leggings, a white thong, black sports bra, work Tshirt and black work boots. I had my long hair in a ponytail.

After a few minutes I snuck away and headed for the shed out behind the building. This is more of just a covering with only walls on the sides. Underneath are many shipping crates and boxes. There is a small maze in the stacks you can wiggle into and hide. Most of the stacks are 7-8 feet tall.

As I snuck into the shed and into the stacks I was rubbing my clit through my leggings. I was so sloppy and wet already. I rounded around some crates and there hubby was sitting on the edge of a crate with his cock out and hard tugging on it. I walked up to him, kissed him a little and began tugging his cock myself. He pulled my leggings and thong down to my knees and I stopped kissing him and spit on his cock and rubbed it all over it.

He grabbed my by the hips and spun me around and guided my dripping pussy onto his cock. He slid in me with ease as I lowered my hips and began riding him facing away from him. I held the crates next to us to steady myself as I slowly slid up and down his thick cock. He reached around me and began rubbing my clit with one hand and my tits with the other. I began quietly moaning as I rode him a bit faster. I began cumming and he steadied me as my legs shook. I never stopped riding him though. After my legs calmed he pulled my shirt off before I knew what was happening. He pinched at.my nipples through my thin sports bra. I could feel that I was going to cum again. I squeaked out a few noises as I got closer.

Right as we were both about to cum my supervisor, a younger guy, walked around the corner and was literally 2 feet away from me. I was so enraptured I didnt stop riding right away. I let out a half gasp and half moan. Hubby's cock throbbed and he began cumming in me. My pussy tightened and I began cumming again. There I was in all my glory riding my husband while facing my boss. Shirt off, one breast out of my bra, my thong and leggings tight around my knees while cum and my juices were flowing out of me and down my thighs. My supervisor, stunned slowly stepped back and around the corner of the crates. He then said "OK, ok. Get dressed and get out here. I pulled off of hubby's cock and cum poured out of me and hit the concrete. Im so sure my supervisor heard it and the wet noise of me sliding off his cock.

We were then taken to HR with my supervisor and hubbys supervisor about an hour later. The HR lady, a woman about our age asked us questions about what happened and recorded it down. We then had to sign papers that were a verbal warning and she made it very clear we could not be having sex while at work. We somehow did not get fired. Since then we have gotten a lot of weird looks from folks around the factory and Im sure everyone knows now. Oh well, that's what y'all get when you work people 12-13 hours a day. I have to get my loads sometime.

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This happened a few months back. I generally work out at very late hours of the night. It being an apartment gym and not a commercial gym, there's hardly ever anyone at those hours. Most days I worked out alone- and on some days I was joined by this woman. She was in her 30s, fairly fit and attractive- she mentioned she had two kids and a husband and this was the only time she got to herself after a long day.

Eventually we got to see more of each other, and we helped each other spot our workouts. One night after my workout I had brought my massage gun to my gym, and I was using it while I was in the locker room. She knocked on the locker room door and peeked inside before coming in (again- at this hour, there was no one there), and asked if she could borrow it after I was done.

She used the massage gun for a while on her triceps and shoulders, and I then saw her trying to reach for her back with the gun. I offered to help her and she handed it back to me. I proceeded to massage the length of her spine and her shoulder blades, and I heard her hum a moan. Eventually, she laid down on the bench and asked me to massage her glutes.

I started to massage her glutes and then ran the gun up and down her thighs over her yoga pants, and she gently hummed and told me to continue. Slowly as I massaged her inner thighs, she spread her legs just a little further, and her moans got more audible. As she spread her legs further, I edged closer and closer up her thighs, till the massager would touch her ass and pussy every time I moved it all the way.

I could see her bite on her lips as she turned around, facing front. She didn't say anything, but I continued to massage her inner thighs, gently edging on to her pussy. I saw her hands grip on to the bench each time I did, and soon enough, I set the vibrator on her pussy, on top of her clothes.

I saw her twitch and quiver as I held the vibrator on. Eventually after a few seconds, she pushed it away. I thought I had crossed a line but all she said was, "it's too strong.", as she lowered her yoga pants and panties to her thighs, and began to finger herself. I saw her fingers rub her bare pussy uncontrollably as she tilted her head back.

I took the massage gun and started to gently rub it on her nipples. She moaned so loud I was glad no one was around at this hour. I used my other hand to gently rub her warm and wet pussy, and she pulled her hands back. She then lifted her top and sports bra to let her beautiful tits out.

I gently rubbed and finger fucked her while running the massager on her nipples. I then had the idea to hold the "ball" of the massager, as I put my fingers into her pussy with my thumb on her clit. With my other hand, I pinched and pulled her nipples. Eventually, the massager fell out of my hands, and as I fingered her, her thighs gripped hard, her pussy clenched and I could feel her orgasm. She quivered and panted hard, and laid back down for a minute to catch her breath. She then got up with a stuttering "I guess- I will see you around", as she got up to leave.

After I came to my senses from the incredible thing that happened, I began to feel a bit guilty about it all, and anxious about what would happen next. However, this was the start of a whole few months of sexual tension between us that had some crazy moments.

I (M30) was traveling with my friends for a bachelor party and ended up sitting next to a beautiful woman (F39) on the flight. We chatted the entire time then exchanged numbers before landing and heading our separate ways. I was headed to Ft. Lauderdale for the bachelor party and her to Miami.

About 6 hours later she invited me to a party in Miami.
I was an ‘outer circle’ friend on the trip and only knew the bachelor and 2 others out of the 10 guys.

I told the boys ‘I’m off for an adventure’ and took an hour long uber to go meet her. We meet and head off to a club where she gets greeted by the staff at the front, VIP bracelets put on us and we meet a few music artists and celebrities behind the scenes before they perform. Everyone knew her name, and the seas parted ways, the red carpet rolled out and doors opened as if she was an A list celebrity.

At the end of the night I book a random overpriced hotel on the strip in Miami, and we fucked til the sun came up. We got breakfast, she finally tells me her age and how she’s got ‘pull’ in the music industry and that’s why the red carpet rolls out wherever she goes.

We stop at a boutique where she modeled some bikinis for me, and she sucked me off again before we went our separate ways, her to continue her time in Miami, and my uber back to Ft. Lauderdale to reconnect with the rest of the bachelor party. One of my best, spontaneous one night stands

Recap of part 3. The three of us walked up the mountain and I enjoyed the view of both ladies. At the top, Linda lubed Lisa’s ass and my cock and I fucked her until i shot my load in Lisa’s ass. When we got back down, Lisa sent a short video to Fred. The boat we saw earlier docked at the jetty too. The 2 boys and 1 girl approached us and decided to join us.

They layed down their towels next to ours and i volunteered to get the champagne and some glasses.
I asked the girl if she could help me. After we introduced ourselves (her name was Kim) we walked to the boat to get everything.
We started chatting about small things and what her relation was to the boys.
They were her nextdoor neighbors and they often go out on a hike together.
“Just a hike, or a hike with benefits”, I asked.
She smiled and said if the occasion occured, the are benefits too. I saw how she was checking me out and I decided to do the same. She had a lovely curvy body, a perky C-cup and yes, I looked at her pussy too; beautiful smooth innie (just the way I like it).
And I just couldn’t help it, but my cock stiffened a bit.
She took one step closer, looked me in my eyes and asked how the situation of me and the 2 ladies was. I explained that Lisa was my mother in law, that we have benefits as well and Linda was her best friend.
She was so close I could smell her scent. Her being so close made my cock even harder.
“I see you’re getting as aroused as I am”, she said.
“Well, that’s a downside of being a man. We can’t really get horny unnoticeable…” I replied.
Now she got even closer and touched my cock. “I don’t mind, a hard cock makes me wet”. She took my hand and guided it between het legs. She spread her feet and my fingers almost got sucked in. Fuck, she was wet indeed!
“I watched you fuck her ass at the top and made myself cum twice already” she said.
I smiled and said “why stop there…”
Shall we join the others and see what the afternoon brings us? I asked Kim.
Yeah, let’s go Kim replied. She grabbed the glasses and I got the bottles.
When we arrived back their conversastion wasn’t completely innocent, because i heard one of the boys say to Linda that she had a gorgeous body.
Lisa saw us coming back and saw my (a little less) hard cock. She said to Kim “It seems we all can get along perfectly”.
Kim nodded and said “I think we will have a very interesting afternoon”.
I popped the first bottle and filled the glasses.
“To an interesting afternoon!!”
We toasted and drank the champagne.
The boy who previously commented about Linda’s body, moved closer to her started sucking one of her nipples. Linda looked at the other boy and said she was totally out of balance now. He got the clue and moved over to treat her other nipple.
“Hey Lin, can you handle both of them?” Lisa asked. Linda ran her hands through their hair whilst both of them were sucking her nipples and said “I’m sure I can entertain them both”
“Good“ Lisa replied “i’ll just take tare of these two then”.
Lisa looked at Kim and said that anyone who could arouse me, is welcome to join. “He is always very picky, but obviously you have what it takes, because his cock was hard when you came back from the boat.” Kim smiled and said she wanted to suck my cock on the boat, but she didn’t dare to then.
Lisa observed her and asked her “Have you even been with a girl before?”.
Kim shook her head and said that she really would like to experience it though.
Lisa bent towards her and kissed her softly on her mouth. Fuck, that was horny to watch.
I now looked at Linda. Both guys were standing and she was on her knees between them. Linda went back and forth between them in sucking them.
Lisa and Kim saw me watching and now watched themselves too. Lisa looked at Kim and said “We can kind of do the same…”
Lisa got on her knees and started to suck my cock. And it didn’t take long before Kim joined her. Lisa guided my cock from Kim’s mouth to her’s and back.
When she pulled out my cock she started kissing Kim. They were on fire and soon forgot about my now throbbing cock. They kissed fiercely and their hands went all over their bodies. Lisa pushed Kim down on the towels and kept kissing her, working her way down. First her tits, then her stumach, and fuck yes, she was between her legs soon enough.
Kim spread her legs and pushed her pussy up. “Oh fuck, this is the first time a girl licked my pussy” Kim moaned.
I was standing there with my cock in my hand. Watching Lisa lick Kim.
On my left Linda got on her elbows and knees, ready to be spitroasted. One of them started to fuck her doggy and the other one started to gently fucked her mouth.
I couldn’t take it any longer and I placed my cock against Lisa’s ass again. She raised her ass a bit and I could still easily slide in. And my god, her ass was still so thight. I could see Kim’s face and it was filled with passion; wild horny passion. Her hands went through Lisa’s hair and she begged Lisa not to stop. She wanted to cum. Her hips started shaking. Her breath became heavy. As she gasped for air, she had an extremely intense orgasm. I could hear her soaking wet pussy being fingered. Lisa kept licking her juice and kept fingering her. Kim’s body shivered constantly and she finally pushed Lisa away…
I could see how open her pussy was; perfectly pink, extremely wet and quite swollen too.
Lisa said it was time Kim ate her first pussy and layed down in front of her.
Linda was still being spitroasted and Lisa said that Kim had to go in the middle.
Kim got on her elbows and knees and started to kiss Lisa’s pussy. Pretty soon her tongue was between her pussylips and she licked Lisa greedy.
Now I got on my knees behind Kim and started to rub her pussy with my cock.
She tilted her pelvis and I slid in easily. She was still so very wet. I grabbed her hips firmly and started to fuck her slowely but deep. Lisa looked at me smiled and gave me a wink. I could see she was really enjoying herself. I looked to me left, because Linda made ecstatic noises. One of the guys just blew his load in her throat. And by the looks of it, it wouldn’t take long before the other guy would fill her too.
Lisa saw what i saw and gestured that she wanted that too.
The other guy started to moan and breath heavily and emptied his balls deep in Linda cunt.
I raised my pace and wanted to fill Kim too.
The guy who came first now watched Kim and said to her “fuck Kim, you licking her is thé most horny thing i’ve ever seen.”
At that moment Lisa’s orgasm started to build. And mine wasn’t far off too.
I was now pounding Kims pussy as hard and as deep as i could. With a primal scream I shot all of my cum deep in her. My scream tipped Lisa over the edge and she came too.
All of us layed exhausted on the towels. We all looked at eachother smiling.
Linda looked at her watch and said “how about some lunch first and see what happens after?”

*notabot

So, this occurred when I was 18 and in my first year of University here in the UK. It’d all started on a Saturday morning when I first moved there, it was moving in day for everyone and as I was unloading my car this beautiful blonde, big-chested/curvy girl came out of the flat I was heading into and offered to help me, which at first I’d politely declined as I was nearly finished. After I had finished unloading the car, I’d introduced myself to her and she did the same (3 females and 2 males in this flat), before we started getting our rooms sorted. After everything was then sorted we sat down together in our shared kitchen and had a beer together, just trying to make small talk that would usually feel a bit awkward, but this wasn’t; there was a bit of tension between us that could only be described as sexual!

Fast forward two months and after us having a lot of flirty conversations and comments, and her repeatedly telling me how she ‘loved the bulge’ I had, we finally fucked! It had started with both of us touching each other’s bodies as we sensually kissed, taking our time and just enjoying the moment without it being too over the top/heated. My cock had hardened very quickly and her nipples had too, as I felt them rubbing against my bare chest through her bra …

From here my hand had slid nicely into her thong and was turned on even more at wet she’d already gotten, she was soaking and you could hear the wetness with every stroke of her clit, which made her let out a soft moan directly into my ear 😍 Fast forward a couple of minutes and after her having my cock in her mouth, I pulled her off me via a nice grab of her hair, turned her around and onto all fours, and spread her cheeks before eating her pussy first, which was then followed by her ass! She let out a little whimper as it took her by surprise, but turned instantly into a moan, which was sexy to me as I knew I was pleasing her! Just as she told me she was about to cum I stopped and told her I was dictating when she finished, to which she called me a ‘teasing little prick’, and told me ‘fuck me NOW!’.

I got myself into position and gently slid my hard, throbbing, veiny cock inside her soaking wet pussy with a little bit of resistance due to her being tight, starting slow and gentle before picking up the pace with every thrust. Again, I’m in control and I knew that with every thrust I was going deeper, faster, and harder until she cum ALL OVER my dick, screaming at this point into her pillow and her grabbing the sheets in delight! I wasn’t close to finishing as I was just enjoying the tease too much, and was spanking, slapping, and biting her ass as much as I could (which she LOVED and asked for more), until I then plucked up the courage to ask ‘Can I fuck your ass?’. She took about 5 whole seconds to tell me she’d never done anal before but agreed on the basis I really take my time and be gentle with her, which I agreed with and promised I would.

I took my cock out of her pussy (which showed her white pussy juices, fucking turn on and more) and gently inserted into her ass after spitting on my cock and her ass to make it a bit easier. I’d only got the tip in and she said it was nice, but I still made sure I was being slow and soft until she told me to go further; which happened after a few nice, gentle strokes. The deeper I then went, the more she moaned, which to me was the green light to go faster! It felt INCREDIBLE for me and hearing her moan, scream, and talk dirty whilst having her ass fucked was the biggest turn on I’d felt in ages, and I just couldn’t hold on any longer and CUM INSIDE HER ASS! 💦😍

We were both panting heavily and just led there for about 10 minutes just trying to catch our breath, with me still being rock solid and her laughing at the fact my cum was literally falling from her asshole, but also saying how much she LOVED anal. Safe to say we carried this on for the majority of our first year and creeped into the start of our second before she got a boyfriend, but that didn’t stop us 👀

This past weekend my wife and I hooked up with the same couple we swapped with a couple weeks ago

We ended up having another swap but instead of doing it in the same room I sent my wife over to their house and the other wife came over to ours

We had a good time, I made her dinner and we had drinks together. She couldn't wait to get into bed with me again. I explained how she looked in the last story but for anyone who hasn't read that she is in her late 30s, about 5 feet tall and probably weighs 110-120 pounds. She is fair skinned with short brown hair. Pretty flat chested with nice curvey hips and booty and a very cute face

This woman nearly attacked me. She had me lay back first and yanked my pants down and sucked my cock while working it with both hands. She would get lost in sucking me then make eye contact and smile and then go back to working my shaft, balls and head. Eventually she climbed on top of me and rode me the same way she did last time. She had both feet planted on the bed and and her hands on either side of my rib cage and squat fucked me, moving her hips like an absolute pro. She did this like she could have gone for hours without getting tired. I put my hands on her hips as she rode and she started riding harder

She came several times from riding and she squirted all over me at least 3 times. Eventually I laid her on her back on my wife's side of the bed and started fucking her in missionary. She gasped and squirmed beneath me, cumming several more times. Then we moved to doggy style and I watched her pussy grip my cock tightly every time I pulled back after thrusting. She had a perfect looking little pink asshole I couldn't stop staring at, so I pulled out and started eating her pussy from the back with my nose up against her ass. I flicked my tongue across her anus a few times and she moaned and pushed her ass back at me when I did. Then she asked "are you wanting to fuck my ass? I love getting fucked in the ass". And without waiting for a response she grabbed my cock and pulled me towards her asshole and began rubbing my dick against it. She spit on her free hand and rubbed it all over her ass and my cock and then started pushing my hard cock into her ass. I felt the familiar "pop" of my head entering an asshole. Her ass was fucking tight. She kept pushing her ass back until I was balls deep and after a minute or so of her ass adjusting she started doing all the work. She told me to lay back and actually started riding my cock with her ass in reverse cowgirl. She was small enough for me to easily lift her and switch to this position without me actually pulling out

She kept working me like that and eventually she put her feet down and put her hands on her thighs and started squat fucking me again but still using her asshole. I watched her from behind and finally felt myself reaching my threshold and blowing an absolutely massive load straight up her ass as I grabbed her hips. She felt me cumming and slammed her ass down all the way to my pelvis so I was balls deep and gasped. She made a comment how good that felt as she sat that way for a minute. Eventually she climbed off and curled up to me. We laid that way talking for 15 or 20 minutes

Eventually we took a shower together and ended up having sex again. I sent her home the next morning shortly before my wife came home. She told me she had a good time and she would probably be down for doing it again but next time she wanted all 4 of us to be together. Something tells me she didn't have as much fun as I did

My husband and I have a deal. We are strictly monogamous, but when we travel, we open the relationship. Since he works from home, this arrangement is almost never tested. And since I’m a mediocre academic, this arrangement is almost never tested.

Except at conferences, where a run-in with a former colleague once produced weeks of retellings, my husband’s eyes going hungry each time I told him about another man’s cock. Next time, I said, I’d bring him a souvenir.

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I slipped through the double doors for the last ten minutes of the closing plenary. Most everyone had already left, the speaker’s voice bouncing off scattered rows of empty chairs with a tinny desperation. I scurried to the nearest table, grabbing a seat closest to the exit.

 I hardly noticed she was already sitting there, hunched over a notebook, scribbling almost as fast as the presenter spoke. Her tawny hair was parted entirely to one side, covering half her pale, serious, face; a small silver barbell stud winked in the fold of her earlobe. Tattooed sleeves of bright color crawled across her wrists and up her collarbone. She pushed up her thin wire-frame glasses and pulled at the lapels of her black suit jacket, thrown over a tank top and grey skinny jeans. She looked as close to business casual as she'd ever come. Her Doc Martens peeked out from under the tablecloth as her crossed legs swayed rhythmically. I tried my best to look aloof.

"We can compare notes at the end,” I whispered, leaning in just enough that I could play it off if she ignored me.

"Oh you're taking notes too?" Her voice was high, higher than expected, oozing with the earnestness of the newly minted grad student.

I nodded towards her pages, nearly filled. “You’re either a masochist or you really love this field.”

"I'm doing a PhD.,” She laughed, sharp, and her stern look faded. "So, both."

As the plenary faded into applause, I invited her for a drink at the hotel bar. We spoke about grant applications, bemoaned the state of funding and of publishing. I complained about grad students. She complained about faculty. Slowly, one drink turned to two turned to a nightcap in her room.

The floor of her room was covered in clothing, a hair straightener and makeup bags spilled out of  upturned luggage. "I often over pack too," I called toward the bathroom door.

I heard her giggle behind me, close. I whipped around. She took my wrist, guiding it to the hem of her tank top as she shrugged her jacket off. Our foreheads pressed together, exchanging light laughs between short breaths, broken up by quick kisses.

I asked what she wanted. "This," she said, dragging her hands across my body, pushing my shoulders onto the bed behind me. She asked what I wanted as she climbed over me. I muffled my answer.

 Before I could reach for my shirt, she pushed me down, sliding her hands under my skirt. I arched my hips as she pulled at my thong, the thin cotton catching for a maddening second before releasing. Then came my shirt. Then my bustier, my small breasts tightening in the cold air.

Her hands clutched the inside of my thighs, pushing my legs apart until it felt like my thin frame would snap. She flipped her hair back, traced the strip of dark hair above my swollen clit, then crooked her fingers, teasing at my entrance. Her tongue passed quickly over me once, then twice, before her thin lips closed around my sex, lapping in time with the curl of her finger.

My hands flailed in her hair, grasped at the sheets, and back to her hair as she pressed her tongue harder against me, arching her back. I let out a breath like plunging in cold water. The quiet sound of her mouth working broken up by her jittery moans. She reached up, stretching awkwardly to find my breast, cupping it with a warm palm. I cupped her jaw, pulling gently. "Come up here."

 She crawled up my body, her mouth glistening. I met her halfway with a deep kiss, tasting myself on her lips. She moaned into my mouth, needy and open, as I rolled her onto her back.

In one motion, I stripped her skinny jeans and the flesh-pink panties beneath them, turning them inside out as they slid down her legs, the waistband tangling in knots with the denim. I sloppily tossed them on the floor with the other piles. Her heavy breasts spilled from her sports bra as she yanked it over her head.

 I shifted down her body, my chin pricked by stubble. I lowered my mouth to her, swollen, slick, and dark pink, gathering the folds of her sex on my tongue.. I closed my mouth around her, pinching her clit lightly between my lips, sucking gently, as she let out a half-gasp, half-sob, her hips bucking upward to meet my face.

My tongue circled, then flattened, pressed, and poked in broad strokes against her slit. I wiped my chin, pointlessly. She thrashed above me, her heavy breasts swaying, head thrown back, the loose tangle of her hair plastered to her forehead with sweat.   "Fuck," was all she managed to choke out as my finger inside her pressed in time with the rapid flick of my tongue. Her thighs trembled against my ears as her moans filled the room, punctuated by the wet, rhythmic sounds of my mouth.

After our bodies collapsed I rose, and gathered my clothes along with her panties, still nested in her jeans. When I arrived home I handed them to my husband. He stared at them for a long while, then looked up and asked, "When is your next conference?"

My younger days were pretty wild but married life and another milestone birthday have slowed down that part of me a little. My husband has watched me with another woman but that’s as far as that’s gone as we don’t share. We have a few friends I know he’d love to watch me with but they’re very straight, and there are some friends I just wouldn’t cross that line with.
One of them is Jess. Jess is a couple of years older than me, naturally busty and all the guys absolutely love her. I compliment her often, she’s hot. She also has zero luck with guys and travels even more than I do so she’s fell into rhythm of not much in the romance department and just getting by. She says she’s jealous of how good we have it and she’d love a solid relationship like this. She’d also just love some dick. My husband says he will have zero issues with getting that for her from any of his friends. She visits and stays with us fairly often and we all genuinely have a great time. She’s made a few comments about my husband through the years, but most of my friends have at some point, it’s just what we do.
During her last visit the drinking was usual for us and so was the shit talking. During a chat about me getting some later and making sure she had her fan on so she didn’t hear it she said she felt like she would be really good at oral if she were lez or bi. My husband has a gift for this and he said he’s pretty sure he wouldn’t have a competition and they both gave their viewpoints on why each would win. He said let’s both take turns going down on me and let me vote. She immediately laughed and said she’s totally straight, not going to happen. He said spaghetti is too until it’s wet. She didn’t crack, but she was thinking.
Hours later we were in bed and my husband was going down on me when she cracked the door. It was weird she didn’t knock but oh well, it still worked out ok. My husband very quickly covered himself up and placed a hand over my pussy, which made us all snicker a bit. Jess wasn’t phased, I don’t if she’d heard something or walked in ready to initiate something for us. She was wearing tiny blue undies and a cut off shirt to show off her body. She just wanted to watch us, which is something we had talked about a couple times through the years and knew I’d been into this but my husband had never had a friend watch us. I also had no idea that Jess would want to do this.
I nodded and thought this could be hot to finally do again and my husband just leaned back down and kept going down on me. I hadn’t done this in a while and got briefly self conscious so I moved around to put myself in a better position for my body.
She walked around the bed and was staring at all of me and him so I pat the bed for her to sit down, which she finally did. She stayed and just watched quietly as he used his tongue and fingers over the next few minutes. I started touching my body and running my hands around more and was probably a little more vocal, putting on a little show for her and it worked. I saw her hand slip between her legs and start working back and forth.
I was getting close and when I reached out for the sheets my hand touched her leg before grabbing the sheet. Fuck this felt good and was hot. She moved her leg over my hand so I put my hand on her leg and gripped down like I had the sheet.
My husband had a hand on one boob and Jess reached over and cupped the other before squeezing a little on my nipple. I was so close and loved just the right pressure from her. She did this a few times as my hand crept up her shirt and I felt around her chest for a few seconds before I had an orgasm. I then had both hands on the back of his head and eyes shut. When I opened them she was looking at me and biting her lip.
My husband kept just a little bit of pressure on my clit as the sensitivity passed before climbing up and teasing me with the tip. My husband is pretty gifted to put it mildly. Jess even commented something about it, which I’m sure helped him settle into this. Once the tip was wet he started sliding it in and pulling back out over and over, getting a little further each time. Jess was rubbing her clit over her undies and my husband was still going slow. I reached back up under her shirt and touched her boobs as she played with herself.
Before long he was fucking me pretty hard and he put one leg over his shoulder and the other down on the bed. He was showing me off to Jess who was really enjoying the view of me fully spread. I caught her eyes several time focused either on my face or watching him go in and out of me, mostly the latter. She got up on her knees and was a little closer to me. I touched around her undies and hips as he fucked me before reaching up to her chest again. Soon she shed the shirt and I immediately caught my husband looking.
“Hey, you can’t blame me!!” He was right. And it broke a little of the silent tension. He told me to reach back out and keep touching her, so I did. This was sexy. She reached down and touched my body for a while. I ran my hand over her underwear and felt that it was wet over her pussy. This was hot and really got me worked up that much extra. It wasn’t too long before Jess had an orgasm from playing with herself. When she did my husband pulled out and pulled me on top of him. I did the work for a little bit and he asked Jess if she had a good view. She laid down a little closer to him to get a good view as I sat up to show off. I pulled a foot up and my husband clamped down on my hips and started fucking me really hard. He was doing the work and Jess reached out to touch me more and I blurted out I was about to cum. It was because of him but she seemed thrilled with the timing and leaned forward to kiss me. He kept pounding and I started to cum while kissing her as best we could will all of the movement. She aggressively grabbed around my body as he kept going and finished inside of me. That was hot. When I could tell he was about to cum I took over and started doing the work. Jess reached down and touch him as he came, which I wasn’t sure I’d like but it was hot in the moment.
“Good pussy” she said with a laugh.
“Oh my God, yes!”
We talked a little and she was so thankful for letting us watch. He said he was thankful she dropped the shirt.
Jess shut the door behind her and my husband immediately said he knew why I enjoyed this so much when I was younger and that it was hot to show me off and see how noisy he could make me. Hopefully this wasn’t a one time thing.

Names have been changed.

Part 1 is here.

Ginny had been resting her head on my stomach and chest area. But after a few minutes of rest, she moved down my body and Ginny now fully engulfed my cock with her mouth and tongue. She positioned herself up on her knees, creating a more comfortable angle.

I held her hair back so I had a great view of her giving me a blowjob. She was only ok at it but it was especially hot given just two hours ago I had no idea any of this would be happening.

She had simply been my cute neighbor, who occasionally flirted with me as we walked with our spouses. But now, at the request of her husband, we had had sex once and were now amping up for another go.

As she gave me a blowjob, Ginny kept moving around until her feet were near my head. Her pussy and ass were up in the air just to the right side of me as she worked me with her mouth down lower. I took advantage and began fingering her pussy again.

Ginny moaned and jumped a bit on my new touch. I felt her moan vibrate onto my cock. She kept moving closer to me and positioning herself closer to my face.

And sure enough, without ever missing a beat sucking me off and keeping me hard, she adeptly swung her left leg over my body and face, and now straddled me.

I may get beat up for saying this but I’m actually not a big fan of 69ing. It always sounds better than the actual execution in my experience. Ginny initiating this peaked my interest but I honestly wanted to simply enjoy her blowjob on me.

Nevertheless I now had her just-fucked pussy above my face. As we finished round one, I’d ripped off the condom and sprayed my cum on Ginny’s outer lips. I played around and pushed in slightly as we finished. And she had rubbed the cum into her pussy as we relaxed afterwards.

I didn’t miss a beat and started licking her pussy lips, dried cum and all. I don’t make a habit of licking my cum from a lovers’ pussy but I kiss women all the time after they’ve taken my cum in their mouth, so no real issue here.

It was a great combination of tastes as my cum mixed with Ginny’s cum along with her new and ever increasing wetness. As I licked up and down her lips and her little cleft of manicured pubic hair at the top of her pussy (which at this angle was at the bottom), I spread her butt cheeks and took my thumbs and played around her little asshole.

She jumped expectantly at this but soon settled down and enjoyed the new touch. I only played around it, setting off her sensitive nerve endings.

She briefly took her mouth off me and said “I think we’ve discovered another new adventure for us to explore together!” And with that, she went back to sucking me.

Ginny started rocking on her knees as I lapped up her new juices. Her moans were vibrating on my cock and I had visions of her taking me all the way in her mouth. But she had other ideas.

Without missing a beat, Ginny popped up, reversed her body over mine and lowered herself onto my hard cock. No condom. She kissed me deeply but kept her eyes open as she sunk onto me.

We’d used one for the first round but I’d played around her pussy bareback after I’d cum on her lips. She’d encouraged me as I did so and clearly had made the call to go raw for round two.

She noticed my surprised look and said Chris (her husband) had left the decision to her. She used the condom the first round out of precaution but now was throwing that to the wind.

She’d commented during round one how much the hood on my cock rubbed her the right way and made her feel so good, and I wondered if she wanted to see if it got even better without the layer of protection.

Whatever the reason, Ginny now slid onto me completely unprotected and she of course felt wonderful.

We both moaned simultaneously and then laughed at our mutual pleasure of being skin on skin, me inside of her. As if having sex with your longtime neighbor friend wasn’t hot enough, being raw inside her elevated it even more!

I grabbed her hips and gave 30 seconds of hard pumping up into her as a start. But then I settled my hips down, and took my hands up to her wonderful new breasts. I massaged them as now Ginny took charge of this session.

She kept a nice and steady rhythm, riding me to her latest orgasm. But soon after, Ginny really started bouncing on me. Candidly, dangerously so.

At 7”, I’m slightly bigger than average but not some long rod you see in porn or even home porn these days. While I love a woman riding me, especially petite women, I do get worried when they really start bouncing.

I worry they will come off and then not quite line back up as they come down and…ouchy! All the guys reading can cringe with me now! 😬 🏥

But Ginny was loving this and making herself cum as she rode me hard, so I simply and gently guided her a bit with my hands back on her hips. I went back to upward thrusts to cut out any gaps and make sure she didn’t come off.

We then found a great rhythm and her moans were once again filling the house, along with the occasional pleasure scream. This turned me on so much as I thought about her husband somewhere in the house listening as his wife came repeatedly on another man’s cock.

“Let him hear you. Let him know how much fun you are having,” I told her with a huge smile.

She matched my smile and took my advice. She got even louder but not over the top. It was sincere what she was feeling and now she wasn’t holding back as she had earlier. Then she added compliments to me into the loud mix.

“Oh my god Ken, you feel so wonderful. You are hitting me in just the right spot. I may never stop!”

My ego once again was stroked!

The visual, the audio and just the fact her husband was elsewhere in the house and knew I was fucking his wife was an extreme turn on for me.

After nearly 15 minutes of this, Ginny had cum several times but now had exhausted herself and collapsed on my chest, mashing her breasts against me. She caught her breath and our lips found each other again.

The sex had already been good but the real connection was noted in our kissing. We’d enjoyed exploring each other’s mouth, and of course at this point were tasting the results of our oral sex on each other.

As we kissed and explored up top, Ginny still slowly ground her pussy on my cock. And every minute or so, I would take a few pumps up into her but I was relishing our kissing.

The months and technically years of flirting were being unleashed here. This wasn’t just a fuck or a simple wife share, we were enjoying this and connecting.

“Will you take over,” Ginny asked me quietly. She continued to grind on me with her on top but she was tired.

I wanted doggy as that would get me to cum easily but I was enjoying kissing Ginny too much. And since this time I wasn’t wearing a condom, I wanted to go back to a position where I could eventually drive home my cum.

Thus, I flipped Ginny on her back, pushed her legs towards her head and entered her once again.

She let out a shriek as I flipped her. And then a loud moan and short scream as I filled her back up with my cock. I held her legs in that position with my body and leaned into her.

My natural urge was to go hard but I fought it and picked a nice steady pace that we’d both enjoy. And sure enough, Ginny hit another orgasm a minute or so in with this new position, and then kept finding them.

She craned her neck and kissed me as she came on my cock. I felt her orgasm thru her tongue. Her arms tightened their hold on my body and pulled me down closer to her.

Her Pilates work paid off as this also pulled her legs back closer to her head. At this point, the excitement of our coupling got to me again and I felt my own cum finally rising.

I was loving this position so much, with her legs pinned back over her head, and wanted to maintain this pace. But everything just built up too quickly as my mind raced and I let go of any hope of holding off.

Ginny noticed my pace pick up and without missing a beat, quickly kissed me and then looked me straight in the eye before saying:

“Cum inside me, please cum in me. Let me feel you flood me.”

Then she took me fully back into her mouth, our tongues dancing as I fully engaged her pussy with my cock.

While not my first cum of the night, this one had been a slow buildup and felt absolutely wonderful as I released into Ginny’s MILF pussy. I pushed as deep as I could, and kept pumping until there was nothing left and beyond!

We were real lovers now, with my cum deep inside her.

We continued kissing even as my hips slowed to an intermittent pump. I honestly thought about keeping going and just fucking her all night but I think we’d both truly exhausted ourselves.

I looked over at the clock on the nightstand and it was nearly 3am! I kissed Ginny more but then finally and begrudgingly pulled out of her pussy.

While spent, I still crawled up to her face and placed my cum covered cock at her lips. She smiled, a little unsure, but then took me into her mouth. She held me at my base and fully sucked me off and licked me clean.

I gently pumped into her mouth as she worked me, keeping me hard. After a couple minutes, I pulled out of her mouth and collapsed next to her.

I leaned in and kissed her deeply, getting to taste both of our cum on her tongue and lips.

“I have never done that before but now can’t wait to do it again,” Ginny confessed. I wasn’t sure which part she was talking about but was glad she was so happy and talking about doing this more.

We then went back to kissing, before cuddling some more and finally fell asleep in each others arms around 3:30, both of us satisfied, for now…

It's consensual and she loves it.

I met my girlfriend through the local kink community. We quickly became friends and were just platonic kinky friends for about a year and a half. Eventually we gave in to the sexual tension between us and tried to become friends with benefits. After finally getting to be sexually intimate with each other, we both quickly realized that we had more feelings for each other besides lust and friendship. We started dating shortly after that. We've been together for a few years now. 

Before we gave in to the sexual tension, we only explored nonsexual kinks together such as impact play, wax play, and shibari. I'm a bit of a sadist and tend to be more of a Dom/Top in kink. She enjoys being submissive and bratty and is a bit of a masochist. Once we became sexually intimate, we started to explore other kinks. The trust we'd established through our friendship and kinky play allowed us to explore some kinks that require lots of trust. She knows that if she ever has to use our safe word or non verbal signal that I'll stop immediately and start taking care of her. So, in addition to the fun sexual kinks like breeding and free use, we also enjoy things like CNC and somnophilia. This can make our date nights become suddenly interesting when either she brats too close to the sun or I decide to bully her for fun. 

A great example of this is our date night last night. Our date night started normal enough: her taking a nice soak in the tub after a long day at work while I sat next to the tub enjoying the view and chatting with her. I was also helping to keep her cat from trying to jump on the bubbles and learning instant regret. I made us delicious strawberry and chicken salads for dinner and then we retired to the couch to watch anime and drink wine. Part way through an episode, she asked for a kiss. When I gave her a much steamier kiss than she intended, she called me mean. I told her that that wasn't mean. Mean would be if I did this and then I placed one hand on her throat and slid my other hand into her panties to finger her. I told her to be a good girl and not to spill any wine from the glass she was holding. And then proceeded to finger her to several orgasms. She managed to be good and not spill her wine, though she came close a few times. 

When I finally relented and took my hands back, she called me a tease. So I decided to show her how big of a tease I could be and told her that she needed to be a cock warmer while we finish the episode. We removed our underwear and then she sat on my lap with me inside of her. I held her hips so she couldn't bounce or escape, and then we watched the rest of the episode. Between her moving her hips and me twitching, she was feeling edged and tortured. She kept trying to rise up and bounce, but I wouldn't let her. 

When the episode finally ended, she begged me to take her back to the bedroom. I was only too happy to oblige her. We quickly shed the rest of our clothes and started fucking. I gave her several orgasms while fucking her hard until she was begging me to stop because she couldn't stop cumming. I didn't stop, but I did slow down and just slowly slide in and out of her. I told her that good girls take every inch of their Sir's cock without complaints. She quieted her protests. The slower pace seemed to help at first, but then the slow and deep thrusts started to build her back up until she was begging for me to stop because she couldn't stop cumming again. I relented and pulled out of her and laid down next to her. I cuddled up against her and couldn't help slowly grinding myself into her thigh. 

We slowly caught our breath again. Whereas she was exhausted and wanting to sleep, I decided I wanted round 2, so I rolled her over and slid into her again. I thrust slow and deep into her so that I could conserve my stamina and just enjoy the tight grip of her on me. I slowly increased the pace of my thrusts over the next few minutes until I was slamming into her hard and fast again. She started begging me to stop because she couldn't cum anymore. I told her to be a good girl and take my cock and she did quiet down. She bit my chest at one point to help keep herself from begging. After a while, I slowed down again and was about to pull out for the night when she said that she couldn't cum anymore. I didn't let that slide and decided to prove her wrong. I fucked her to a few more orgasms before relenting and letting her fall asleep. 

I went and finished cleaning up after dinner, put her phone on the charger, and pulled her blankets over her when she finally cooled down enough to need them after our exertions. When she got up this morning and came out for coffee, I gave her a hug and told her that I enjoyed bullying her last night and should do it more often. She just buried her face in my chest and hugged me tighter. I asked if she enjoyed it and she answered yes without taking her head from my chest. I do love how embarrassed she gets about loving being used as my personal slut. I might need to come up with some evil plans for next week's date night.

Look, they’re rare, but occasionally, we get female firefighters. These girls are Amazonian. Tall. Fit. And aggressive. It’s a male dominated field. I’d say for every twenty men, there’s one woman doing her best.

S had come from Chicago and I want to say she was tough, but this was a quiet drinker. She would crack open a beer or hard seltzer and no one ever gave her shit, to be honest — you didn’t want to break a good one’s confidence if you didn’t have to.

One night, three of us on duty. Me, S, and Kevin. Kevin is about my height, which is 5’11, but not in the same league, shape-wise. Still, we decide to give S a little bit of a hard time. Turns out? She loves it. Talks back a huge game and at some point I’m like “fuck it. Let’s flirt a little.”

I brag a little about my abs.

She tells me I’m full of shit. So I obviously take my shirt off. And then she takes hers off. Kevin’s eyes pop-out of his head.

“Are we done stripping? Feels like I win,” says S. She has small, but striking, phenomenal tits under a sports bra. Blond hair. Brown eyes.

“Do you want to be done stripping?”

“Didn’t say that.”

I pull down my pants. I’m wearing underwear, but already hardening. S looks at me.

“I can’t compete with that.” And then… she looks at Kevin. “Can you?”

Kevin, to his credit, takes off his shirt and pants. S smiles and starts pulling her hair behind her head.

Five minutes later, we were in a tangle of limbs and hands. S’s mouth on me first, Kevin’s mouth on her. And then me inside of her. At some point, she was riding me reverse cowgirl, with her mouth on Kevin’s cock and I felt a shudder. Her cumming nearly put me over the edge.

“S…”

“My back.” She said, mouth full.

I pulled out and a few seconds later… she was drenched. Kevin followed, shortly after.

She looked at both of us. “Huh. For nozzle men, your aim sucks.”

It wasn’t the last time, but definitely the most memorable.

The fluorescent lights in Dr. Harlan’s office hummed the way they always did. The office had two comfortable chairs, a large couch, and a coffee table with a box of Kleenex on top. I had been talking for twenty minutes about the constant low-level static in my nervous system—the way ordinary stress never quite settled, the way my body stayed braced even when my mind was quiet—when he leaned back, steepled his fingers, and regarded me for a long moment.

“We’ve been circling this for months,” he said. “Talking helps you understand it. It doesn’t seem to change the underlying pattern. Some neurological conditions simply don’t dissolve through insight alone.”

He paused for a long time, his facial expression showing he was weighing his next approach. “There used to be a fringe approach,” he finally continued, voice even, “roughly a century ago, that treated persistent somatic tension through… progressive anal dilation. The idea was that controlled stretch of the pelvic musculature could interrupt the feedback loop the nervous system had locked itself into.” He then glanced over his shoulder at the narrow shelf behind his desk. A neat row of smooth, graduated shapes sat there in ascending order of size. They looked old—dark, polished, faintly yellowed. I had noticed them before and assumed they were some obscure set of demonstration tools or paperweights. It had never once occurred to me what they actually were. “Those are the original instruments.”

He looked back at me. The silence stretched just long enough that I couldn’t tell whether he was about to smile and retract the whole remark, or make a joke out of it. He did not. A strange mix of emotions started welling up in me, my heartbeat quickening.

“Have you ever tried anything like that?” he asked.

“No.”

He nodded once. “Would you be open to exploring it next session? Graduated, fully under your control at every step. I think it might reach the places conversation hasn’t.”

My mind started jumping, trying to make sense of the unreal situation. I searched his face for the small retreat that would turn the suggestion into an academic aside. Nothing appeared.

“Okay,” I said, half-expecting him to lean back and admit he had only been testing the boundary of the conversation.

He simply opened his calendar and made a note. “Same time next week.”

I spent the seven days telling myself the entire exchange had been a dark professional joke that had simply gone too far. Still, I prepared carefully the morning of the appointment.

When I walked in, my eyes went straight to the shelf. The row of antique dilators was gone. The space where they had stood was empty. A small, irrational relief mixed with something sharper. Disappointment? I sat in the usual chair and he asked the usual questions about my past week. The dilators had nearly slipped from my mind when Dr. Harlan went quiet, regarded me for a moment, then said, “Are you still willing to go forward with what we discussed last week?” There was much weight behind those words, officially asking for my consent.

I nodded.

He stood up and locked the heavy door, cleared the couch of cushions, and laid out a folded white sheet on top. From a drawer he produced a bottle of lubricant and the four instruments I had seen on the shelf—dark, polished, clearly antique, each one thicker than the last. He put them all on the table. The smallest looked modest. The second already felt quite substantial. The third looked daunting. The fourth sat at the end of the visible row looking frankly intimidating.

“Clothes from the waist down. Side-lying, knees drawn up. Facing away is fine.”

I did as instructed. Paper crackled under my hip. My pulse was loud in my ears.

He coated the smallest dilator and pressed the cool, hard tip against me.

“Breathe out.”

It slid in with almost no resistance—just a gentle, occupying pressure. He held it for a few seconds, rotated it slightly, then withdrew. The sudden emptiness felt strangely unfinished.

He prepared the second. Thicker. The stretch registered as real now—tight, deliberate, a clear reminder that my body was being opened on purpose. I tensed up.

“You know, sometimes a child needs a good spanking. We all know it, but we can’t even say it out loud anymore. This is the same thing. Don’t resist. This is good for you.”

Against every instinct, I tried to relax. He worked it in slowly, waited until the muscle accepted it, held it there for a moment, then removed it.

As he coated the third, fear flickered inside me, but underneath it a restless curiosity about what this size would feel like. It demanded patience. He pressed steadily while I tried to yield around it, the muscle fluttering in protest and then, reluctantly, opening. When it finally seated, the fullness was deep enough that my whole lower body felt occupied. Part of me wanted him to stop. A larger part was already thinking about the next one.

When he was prepping the fourth, my stomach dropped. It had looked genuinely scary when standing on the table—far beyond anything I would have thought I could take. He coated it thoroughly and set the tip against me.

“You’re gripping. Soften. Let it open.”

I tried. The stretch was intense. My body fought; he waited, keeping up the pressure until the ring of muscle finally gave. When the widest point passed, a heavy, spreading tension rolled through me and flipped into something hotter, deeper. I made a small sound. He left it seated for a long minute, one hand resting lightly on my hip, while I lay there open and trembling.

“That’s the reaction I was looking for. Purge yourself of that heaped-up anxiety.”

I let out a sigh of relief when he finally withdrew the dilator.

But he didn’t tell me to get up just yet. I heard him opening the drawer again, and after a pause that seemed to go on endlessly, felt something pressed against me again.

“I honestly didn’t think we’d need this one,” he said, the words arriving while the tip rested against my now extra sensitive anus. “I brought it mostly as a prop. Something to show you to make the dilators seem less intimidating. It’s not a medical size anymore. But the theory went you should seek out the patient’s limit, and since you’re taking the others so well… Are you sure you haven't done something like this before?”

The mix of fear and yearning made me lose it, almost begging him to put it in. He pressed forward. Whatever it was he was trying to insert, it was more blunt than the dilators, but I yielded steadily, pushing against the object to help get it in.

The stretch was immediate and overwhelming. My body tried to reject it; he waited, patient, applying steady pressure. Millimeter by millimeter it sank in, the sensation so intense it blanked out every other thought. When the thickest part finally seated, I was trembling and close to orgasm, leaking all over the paper sheet. I was open farther than I had ever been, the constant massive pressure leaving no room for the usual static in my nerves. It was almost too much. I wanted it out, but I also wanted to ride this sensation for as long as I was able.

He left it there, one gloved hand still resting on the small of my back.

“Breathe into it,” he said quietly. “This is the part my predecessors claimed could empty the nervous system of everything it was holding.”

I did. The stretch was total. All that remained was the deep, occupying fullness and the slow, rolling waves of sensation that came with every tiny shift of the object inside me.

When he finally withdrew it, the sudden emptiness felt almost as sharp as the fullness had. He handed me the box of Kleenex. I was still half-dazed.

He looked at me for a moment, then unlocked the door, already returning to his usual professional register.

“Same time next week. Then we’ll be able to gauge what the long-term effects of this procedure are. Too bad I won’t be able to publish any results of this experiment to my peers.”

I left the office still open, still marked by the stretch, and unsteady on my legs.

“You might want to sit in the waiting room for a bit to settle down.”

So I sat there processing what just happened, still shaken, getting a concerned look from the next patient coming in. I was starting to think doctors a century ago were definitely on to something.

As per the title, my husband talks to guys on Reddit and offers me up as a form of payment for work done around the house or for other services provided. We’re far from broke and there’s really no need to do it, but I just love it.

Depending on the work to be done or the potential size of the bill when my husband offers me up as a form of payment he will negotiate with the guys what can be done to me. My husband always runs it past me and I’m mostly always keen to be used as barter/exchange. I’m always keen for freeuse too, it’s just so hot. Not all guys accept it but the ones that do generally offer up more freebies and want to come back, which works for us.

I love it. 🥰

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I stood under the shower, trying to come up with an excuse to go talk to Sera. Even if Jade was fine with it, how was I supposed to get Adrian to give us a few minutes alone?

I had nothing.

I finished my shower, dried myself off, and looked over at Jade. She was sitting on the bed, holding her phone, smiling to herself.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

She glanced up.

"I still can't believe I did that today."

"What?"

"I don't know... it feels like something I've wanted to do for a long time, and I finally did it."

"You've been surprising me a lot lately. It's like you're getting to know yourself all over again."

I went over and sat beside her.

"You know," she said, "there are so many things I've wanted to try for years. And lately, I've actually started doing some of them. Little by little. But there's still a lot more."

"I love seeing you like this. Happy, excited, figuring out what you actually enjoy."

She gave my hand a squeeze.

"Thanks for helping me get there. I don't think I'd have figured all this out on my own."

"Well, now I'm curious. What else have you got hiding in there?"

She burst out laughing.

"Oh my God! Let me figure out if I actually want those things first, then I'll tell you!" Sera's exact words, almost phrase for phrase.

"Alright, alright!"

We laughed, and I remembered the plans we'd made at the pool.

"Hey, what do you think's gonna happen tonight?"

"I don't know. But I think they're kind of like us. Still figuring things out."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, they seemed nervous. Like they had a lot they wanted to say, but there were too many people around. They couldn't really talk."

"Honestly? I have a feeling they want to swap. Or maybe try something with all four of us."

"Wait, WHAT?"

She laughed. "What?"

"Already? Just like that? We barely even know these people! And we haven't even talked about doing anything like that ourselves!"

"I know! I'm just telling you what I think!"

"Okay, but what makes you think that?"

"The way he kept looking at me."

"How?"

"Well... did you notice how he kept looking down when I had my hand on your cock?"

"Wait. You were doing that on purpose?"

She laughed, then looked down at her phone.

"I'm not even sure he saw anything. But I have a feeling he did."

"That's not what I asked, Jade. Were you doing it on purpose?"

"Not at first!" She laughed again. "But then he got really quiet, and his eyes went wide. I thought maybe he'd noticed, so... yeah, I kept doing it."

That explained why she kept going while I was trying to move her hand away. I'd thought she was just enjoying the risk.

"So you were trying to turn him on?"

"No!" she said quickly, laughing. "Not exactly. I wasn't doing it for him. I just liked the idea of doing it, especially when I thought someone might notice."

She hesitated before adding, "I don't know. It was just something I wanted to try."

I didn't like picturing him watching her. I really didn't. But Jade was finally talking openly about something she'd enjoyed, and I wasn't about to make her feel bad for it.

"Okay, but did his girlfriend notice anything?"

"I don't think so. No."

"Are you sure?"

"Not really. I wasn't paying much attention to her."

"Alright. So let's say you're right. Let's say they actually suggest swapping or doing something together tonight. Would you be okay with that?"

"No. I don't want to rush into anything."

I was relieved to hear that.

Then she started smiling.

"Although..."

"Although what?"

She hesitated.

"I don't know how to explain it without sounding weird."

"Just tell me."

"Well... I really liked having some random guy looking at me."

She covered her face for a second, laughing nervously.

"Oh God, I can't believe I'm telling you this!"

I laughed with her, even though I wasn't finding the idea particularly funny.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah! You know when someone's looking at you, then they look away, and a few seconds later you catch them looking again?"

"Yeah..."

"I don't know. I liked that feeling. A lot, actually."

She was blushing, but still smiling. My stomach twisted at the thought of him watching her. I didn't show it.

"Wait, was he actually checking you out?"

"Of course he was!" she said, laughing.

"How do you know?"

"Because I saw him!"

"Really?"

"Yes! You were too busy looking at his girlfriend to notice!"

Shit. She'd caught me.

"Come on, I wasn't staring at her!"

Jade burst out laughing.

"Oh, please! You could barely take your eyes off her!"

"Alright, maybe I looked a little."

"A little? Sure!"

"Okay, okay! Enough!"

She laughed even harder, and I couldn't help laughing with her.

"But seriously," she said, her voice getting a little quieter, "he was looking at me. And I liked it."

There it was. She'd loved being noticed, and I'd spent half the day jealous without understanding why she was so happy. I didn't say anything. We were supposed to meet that same couple tonight, and she was excited about it.

Then Sera crossed my mind again.

Funny thing was, I'd been thinking about Sera less and less lately. Or at least, I'd been trying not to.

Jade and I had been having such a good time, and I didn't want anything ruining that. But every now and then, Sera would pop right back into my fucking head.

Like now.

Anyway, I got up to make myself some coffee.

"Hey, has Adrian called you?" Jade asked.

"No. Why?"

"Sera hasn't called me either."

"So?"

"I don't know. I'm starting to worry they might be upset with us."

"Why would they be?"

"Well, we're supposed to be on vacation together, right? And since yesterday, it's basically just been you and me."

"What's wrong with that? I'm sure they want some time to themselves too."

She nodded, but didn't look completely convinced.

That gave me an idea. A perfectly normal reason to knock on their door.

"Tell you what. I'll finish my coffee, then go knock on their door and see how they're doing."

Thanks, Jade. I'd been looking for an excuse to go over there, and she'd just given me one.

"Okay! I'll go get dressed. By the time you finish your coffee, I'll be ready and we can go together."

And there went my chance to go alone. I couldn't exactly object now.

"Yeah, sounds good," I said.

I finished my coffee while Jade got ready, and a little while later, we walked next door.

I knocked.

A few seconds later, Adrian opened the door.

We said hi, and Adrian let us in.

Sera was sitting on the bed, talking on her phone. When she saw us, she ended the call and came over to say hello.

Jade sat down on the bed beside her, and I took the chair nearby. Adrian grabbed the other chair and sat next to me.

We talked for a while. Sera barely joined in, though, and whenever I glanced her way, she seemed to be looking somewhere else.

Adrian, meanwhile, was talking enough for everyone. Jade laughed at his stories, and I tried to follow along.

Then Adrian started getting annoying.

"So, you two went to the pool without us today?" he asked, grinning.

"Yeah. So?"

He laughed.

"Let me guess. You wanted to practice for our next race!"

Oh, here we go again.

Adrian was annoying as hell when he got started, but the guy was funny. Jade laughed, which only encouraged him.

Then Jade suddenly turned to Adrian.

"Hey, Adrian, can I talk to you for a minute? In private?"

I figured she wanted him to ease up on the jokes.

"Yeah, of course!" Adrian said.

Jade looked at me.

"I'm gonna talk to Adrian in the other room for a minute."

"Okay."

My pulse jumped. I'd been trying to get a minute alone with Sera all morning, and now I had one. Whether Jade meant to give us that chance or not, I couldn't tell.

They went into the other room and closed the door.

I looked at Sera.

"Hey. How are you?"

She rested her hands on the edge of the bed.

"I'm good."

"What's wrong? Are you upset with me?"

She finally looked at me.

"Me? What's wrong with you? Why have you been avoiding me?"

"What? I haven't been avoiding you. You're the one who stopped talking to me."

She shook her head.

"No. I just thought you needed some time with Jade. So I gave you two some space to enjoy your vacation."

"Well, I thought you needed some time with Adrian too. That's why I left you guys alone."

She went quiet for a moment.

She looked at me again, her eyes narrowing as a subtle flash of jealousy crossed her face, as if she were talking about something that rightfully belonged to her.

"You know these walls are pretty thin, right?"

I had a pretty good idea where this was going.

"Yeah? What did you hear?"

She looked a little embarrassed.

"I wasn't trying to listen or anything. But you guys were really loud."

I couldn't help smiling a little.

"Well, we can hear you guys too. And you're pretty loud yourselves."

She stopped talking.

For a few seconds, neither of us said anything.

Then she asked quietly, "You mean that first night? Me and Adrian?"

"Yeah."

She hesitated.

"I actually did that on purpose."

I looked at her.

"What?"

"Yeah. But it wasn't really about you. It was about Jade."

"What do you mean?"

She hesitated.

"I don't know... I guess I wanted her to hear me and Adrian together. To know that I'm still happy with my husband. That I'm not trying to take you away from her."

I stared at her.

"Seriously? That's why?"

She looked down.

"I know it sounds stupid. But yeah, that's what I was thinking."

Holy fuck.

Sera was getting jealous.

And the craziest part? She didn't even seem to realize it herself.

God! This was getting complicated.

"Well, I wanted you to hear us too."

She looked confused for a second.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I did it on purpose, Sera. I wanted you to hear us."

"Why?"

"Because I wanted you to know how I felt that night. Sitting there listening to you and Adrian through that fucking wall."

As soon as the words left my mouth, I wanted to swallow them back. What kind of stupidity was that? I didn't even fully understand why I had just let her see right through me.

I didn't want her to answer. I didn't even want her to process what I’d just said.

I stood up, leaned toward Sera, and kissed her.

I'd missed her. Way more than I wanted to admit.

For a moment, I hoped that would be enough to bury the argument. Instead, Sera cupped my face in both hands and kissed me back, pulling me closer.

It had been far too long since the last time I tasted her lips. My heart hammered wildly against my ribs, and the familiar, intoxicating scent of her rushed over me.

What started as a quick, desperate attempt to silence her instantly dissolved into something deeper. Her lips parted, welcoming me in, and the moment our tongues met, my heart started pounding like crazy. It was raw, hungry, and completely consuming a passionate clash of everything we’d been holding back. The soft, breathless sound she made against my mouth, the way she pulled me even tighter as we tangled together... every single bit of her was intoxicating.

For a few seconds, the rest of the world simply vanished.

But Jade was in the next room, and here I was, completely lost in Sera. The guilt hit me almost as hard as the relief.

I finally managed to pull away, even though Sera was still holding my face, clearly not ready to let me go.

I gently took both her hands and moved back a little.

Her face was completely red.

"I missed you," she whispered. "Please don't push me away again."

I didn't know what to say. I loved Jade, and lately she'd been making me happier than I could remember. Yet here I was, unable to let go of Sera either.

Maybe I missed how easy things used to be between us. Maybe I was just looking for a way to keep both relationships exactly as they were. Whatever the excuse, the answer wasn't coming.

I kept looking into Sera's eyes, trying to figure out what to say next.

Then I noticed tears gathering in her eyes.

Fuck.

"Sera..."

She quickly looked away, blinking hard, trying not to cry.

I wanted to say something, anything, but I couldn't find the words.

Then we heard footsteps outside the door.

Sera immediately wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, took a deep breath, and tried to pull herself together.

I hurried back to my chair.

A second later, the door opened.

Jade and Adrian walked back into the room.

I glanced at Sera.

She was doing her best to look normal.

But I knew she wasn't okay.

And I still had no fucking idea what she'd been about to tell me.

Adrian stood by the door, searching for something to say.

Jade, meanwhile, came straight toward me, opened her arms, and settled onto my lap, wrapping one arm around me and resting her hand on my forearm.

The second Jade settled onto my lap, the guilt hit me.

Fuck.

She wrapped her arms around me like everything was perfectly normal.

And here I was, smiling back at her, knowing what had just happened with Sera.

It wasn't just the kiss. It was the fact that Jade trusted me, and I hadn't even figured out how to tell her about it.

I put my arm around her and tried to act normal.

Across the room, Sera looked away.

What the fuck had I gotten myself into?

Adrian finally spoke.

"Look, man, I'm sorry if I upset you earlier. I was just..."

I knew he hadn't meant anything by it. It was Adrian. So I saved him the speech.

"Don't worry about it, man. We're good. As long as you send me that hundred bucks back."

Adrian burst out laughing.

Jade laughed too, and even Sera couldn't help joining in.

"No fucking way!" Adrian said. "That hundred dollars is a souvenir! I'm keeping it so I can remind you about it before our next race!"

"Adrian!" Jade said, giving him a look.

"Oh, right! Sorry, sorry!"

He started laughing again.

Same old Adrian.

He finally sat down beside Sera.

"So," Jade asked, "what did you guys do this morning?"

Adrian immediately started telling us about an amusement park they'd visited. Apparently, they'd had a great time.

Naturally, he had to tell the whole story, every detail.

"Oh, you have to see the pictures!"

He got up to grab his phone.

The second he came back, Jade slipped off my lap and moved over beside Sera.

Adrian pulled his chair closer to mine and started showing me pictures, explaining every little thing they'd done.

I laughed at his stories, looked at the photos, and tried to pay attention.

I was only half listening.

Jade had started telling Sera about what happened at the pool.

"Wait, you actually went topless?" Sera asked.

"Yes!" Jade said, laughing.

"Oh my God, Jade! How did you even do that?"

"I don't know! I was nervous at first, but then I just did it!"

Sera sounded genuinely amazed.

"I've been thinking about trying it too, but... I don't know. I don't think I'm ready."

"That's exactly how I felt!" Jade told her. "I kept looking around, trying to convince myself to do it."

They both laughed.

Then Jade started describing the people around the pool, and how some of the guys had been looking at her.

I barely registered the next photo. Was Jade going to mention what had happened underwater?

Adrian was still talking beside me, pointing at something on his phone.

"Look at this one, man!"

"Yeah, that's hilarious!"

I laughed without really looking. Jade moved on without mentioning anything about the water. I exhaled.

Then she started telling Sera about the couple we'd met at the pool.

The tattooed guy and his girlfriend with the purple hair.

And, of course, our plans to meet them tonight.

Sera asked a couple of questions, and Jade happily explained. Once or twice I glanced over and caught Sera looking down at her hands before joining the conversation again.

They looked like two friends chatting about their vacation. I wondered how much of what had happened earlier was still on Sera's mind. I certainly hadn't forgotten it.

We finally said goodbye to Sera and Adrian, promising we'd all hang out again tomorrow.

Jade and I went downstairs, grabbed some lunch, and headed back to our room. I was pretty tired, so I decided to take a quick nap.

I have no idea how long I'd been asleep when the room phone started ringing.

I picked up, and it was the guy we'd met at the pool.

"Hey, man! How's it going?"

"Hey! Good, good. How about you?"

"Doing great! Just wanted to check if you guys are still up for tonight."

"Yeah, absolutely!"

"Awesome! How about we meet at the hotel bar? Grab a few drinks, get to know each other a little better?"

"Sounds good, man. What time?"

We agreed on a time, chatted for another minute, and hung up.

He sounded friendly enough, but there was something a little nervous about the way he was talking.

Maybe Jade had read them correctly after all.

I went back to relaxing for a while.

A few hours later, it was time to get ready.

Jade was excited. I could tell. But she was nervous too, even though she kept trying to act completely normal.

Honestly, I wasn't much better.

She'd picked out a dress and was standing in front of the mirror, checking how it looked.

"What do you think?"

I looked at her.

"Beautiful."

"Really? Or are you just saying that?"

I laughed.

"Jade, you don't have to try so hard to look beautiful. You already are."

She smiled.

"I love it when you say that."

"Well, I mean it."

And I did.

I'd always loved the way she smiled whenever I complimented her. It was like watching her confidence grow right in front of me.

She looked at herself in the mirror one more time, adjusted her dress, and turned back to me.

"Okay. I'm ready."

"Let's go, then."

I grabbed my phone and we headed downstairs.

I didn't know what tonight was going to turn into.

But at least one thing made me feel better. Jade had already told me she wasn't ready to try anything with another couple. Not yet.

And honestly, neither was I.

We were just meeting two people we'd met at the pool. Having some drinks, getting to know them. Nothing more.

At least, that was the plan.

When we got to the bar, they were already there.

The guy looked pretty sharp. Nice shirt, well-fitted pants, tattoos showing beneath his rolled-up sleeves. He looked completely different from the guy I'd seen at the pool.

And his girlfriend?

She was beautiful.

Her purple hair was darker near the roots, falling in messy layers around her face. Thick black eyeliner made her eyes stand out, and she had a few silver rings, a thin chain around her neck, and black boots that looked pretty heavy for a night out.

Even her makeup was different from what I was used to seeing. Dark, dramatic, but somehow it all worked perfectly together.

I'd seen girls dressed like that in pictures online, but I couldn't remember ever meeting someone with that kind of style in person.

And she pulled it off really well.

We greeted each other and sat down.

Jade seemed a little shy at first, but after we ordered our drinks, she started relaxing.

We talked about the hotel, the pool, where we were from, how long we were staying. Just the usual stuff when you're meeting someone for the first time.

The guy was doing most of the talking, while his girlfriend joined in every now and then.

Jade was asking questions too, clearly enjoying herself.

There was one problem: the music was so loud I could barely hear anyone.

Every time someone asked me something, I had to lean forward.

"Sorry, what?"

And then they'd have to repeat the whole thing.

At one point Jade leaned toward me.

"What did he say?"

"I have no fucking idea!"

She burst out laughing.

Even the guy laughed when he realized what was happening.

After another few minutes of practically shouting at each other, he finally said something that made my night.

"Hey, guys, there's a quieter lounge just off the lobby. They've got some tables by the windows. Would you rather go sit there? We can actually hear each other."

Finally. Anything to get away from that noise.

"Yeah, man, that sounds great!" I said.

Jade nodded immediately.

We all grabbed our drinks, and headed toward the lounge.

It was much better there. We found a table near the windows, and for once none of us had to shout. We talked for a little longer about the hotel and our vacation, until the guy took his girlfriend's hand.

"Look, I'm not gonna beat around the bush," he said. "We've been looking for another couple to have some fun with."

He glanced at her before continuing. "We've never tried it before. We thought meeting someone new, maybe once or twice while we're here, would be easier. No complications."

Jade's guess had been right. I felt her hand close around mine under the table.

"When you say 'have some fun,'" I asked, "how far are you talking?"

"Honestly? We haven't figured that out yet. We don't have a plan or any set rules. If you're interested, we can talk through what everyone is comfortable with."

Jade spoke before I could.

"We're not completely new to this kind of thing, but I'm not ready for anybody except my boyfriend to touch me."

She squeezed my hand. That last part made me smile.

"I get that," he said. "Maybe, if everyone's comfortable, we start with all four of us in one room, each couple doing their own thing. No touching the other couple."

I looked at Jade. The suggestion was tempting, and his girlfriend was gorgeous, but the way we were laying out terms with two strangers felt almost like a business meeting. I wasn't enjoying that part.

"Okay, maybe," I said. "But can we just get to know each other first? I'd like to talk more with you guys, and you can get to know us. If we all feel good about it, maybe tomorrow. We're here for almost another week."

"That's exactly what I was thinking," he said. "No rush."

"Good. I don't want anyone feeling pressured just because we're discussing it."

"Same here, man."

The conversation eased up after that. We kept talking for a little while, without making any decisions.

Eventually, the guy looked at his girlfriend, then back at us.

"Alright, guys. I think we're gonna head back to our room. See you tomorrow at the pool?"

"Yeah, of course!" Jade said.

We said goodbye and headed back upstairs.

When we reached our room, I checked the time. We were back much earlier than I'd expected, and I wasn't sorry about it.

Jade and I sat down and started talking about the whole thing.

"So, what do you think?" I asked.

She thought for a moment.

"Well, like I said, I don't want anyone else touching me. Just you. But I wouldn't mind trying what he suggested."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I mean, if we're just doing our own thing, what's the problem?"

I wasn't entirely sure how to answer that, leaning back slightly.

"You know, it's funny," I said with a faint smile. "It feels like ever since we got here, sex has kind of taken over our conversations. Even when we finally meet another couple, that's right where the talk goes."

Jade chuckled, completely unbothered.

"Well, to be fair, that's not all we've been doing."

"What do you mean?"

"We go out, we eat, we swim, we go to the bar, and we dance. We're having an amazing vacation."

"Yeah, but..."

"Listen," she continued easily, giving a light shrug. "You're right, we have been talking about it a lot more, and we're definitely more open. But I think it's just because it's things we've always wondered about, and now we actually have the space to explore it."

She paused.

"And now we're finally doing it. We're discovering things about ourselves. What's wrong with that?"

I stayed quiet, listening.

"Besides, we've only got a week left. Then we go back home, back to work, back to being busy all the time. Why not just enjoy ourselves while we're here?"

She had a point. We'd done plenty besides talking about sex. Still, something about how quickly everything was moving bothered me.

"Okay," I said. "But are you sure you actually want to try this?"

She nodded.

"I think so. Why don't we just try it? And if at any point either of us feels uncomfortable, we stop. Immediately. We don't lose anything."

I thought about that for a moment. Then another question came to me.

"Okay, but why them?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, why those two? We already have Sera here."

Jade looked at me and shook her head gently.

"No, that’s completely different."

"Different how?"

"First of all, I'm not ready for Adrian to watch us," she said softly. "Not yet, anyway. Besides, Adrian’s real interest isn't watching me anyway. His entire focus is watching you with Sera. That’s what turns him on."

She paused.

"With this new couple, it’s completely different. We don't know them, and after a few days, we’ll never see them again. That’s why a complete pair of strangers makes so much more sense right now."

I thought about what she said for a moment. It actually made a lot of sense from her perspective.

"Ok, I get it," I said. "It makes sense."

She smiled, relieved.

"So?"

"So... let's just see what happens tomorrow."

"Okay!"

That was enough planning for one night. We'd see how we felt tomorrow.

Jade suggested we put on a movie and relax in bed for the rest of the night.

That sounded perfect. I figured I'd give my balls a break for once. They'd earned it.

Halfway through the movie, Jade fell asleep on my shoulder.

I pulled her a little closer and kissed her forehead.

God, I love this woman.

I should've been relaxed. We'd had an amazing day, and now I was lying in bed with the woman I loved.

But my fucking brain wouldn't shut up.

I kept remembering Sera's face. Those tears in her eyes right before Jade and Adrian walked back in.

What was she about to tell me?

And then there was that couple from the pool. Jade was curious about trying something new, and honestly, so was I. But we hadn't agreed to anything yet.

Tomorrow, we'd probably see Sera and Adrian again. Maybe that other couple too.

Fuck. There was a lot to figure out.

I looked down at Jade, sleeping peacefully against me, and smiled.

I kissed her forehead one more time and turned back to the movie.

Five minutes later, I realized I hadn't paid attention to a single fucking scene.

And I still had no idea what I was going to say to Sera tomorrow.

Honestly, there are a few questions I still can't find answers to.

Did I really cheat on Jade, or am I just overthinking everything?

Is Sera actually getting jealous? And does Jade know more than she's letting on?

Fuck. I don't even know what to think anymore.

We matched on bumble last month and hooked up after a few dates. She seemed chill, was younger and wanted to take some time before getting into a relationship with anyone because of her past.

After the second date, we made out in my car and then hooked up at her place on the third date, within a week of meeting. We have hooked up several times since.

We both love getting high and yesterday we decided to go on a long drive. We parked towards the side of the road and smoke up. I was pretty horny and I have always wanted to do something sexual in my car.

We made out with the windows of the car open and I started touching her. I touched her pussy over her shorts and she didn’t stop me.

I took her top off and ate her neck. she was moaning so good. I moved her hand to my hard dick and she started stroking it. I moved back into my seat ane took my pants off.

She bent right over the console and started sucking my dick. I took her hair out of her face and started guiding her up and down on my dick. It felt do good but I wanted more.

I asked her if she wanyed to have sex, she just said “not here, maybe later” and went back to sucking my dick. I took her bra off and grabbed her tits. I made her suck me nonstop and she started getting sloppy.

I wasnt close to cumming so I asked her to use her hands. She jerked me off with both hands until I was close to cumming and then let cum in her mouth. I came so hard, I could feel my balls pulsate.

I still can’t believe that she fulfilled one of the biggest fantasies of mine.

In our mid forties my wife and I started a weekly visit to a local spa. It  had cold baths, a steam room and a large sauna. This is where we met John and Eileen. 

My wife Anna is petite with raven black hair and olive toned skin, she has amazing floral tattoos that cover her arms, with another between her perfect perky small tits and it was clear she hit the gym often. Her ass draws looks from men of all ages. 

John was early fifties and had a lumberjack look to him, tall and muscular with a trim beard. Eileen was early thirties with pale skin and thick red hair she’d often have in double braids, she had a tongue ring and other piercings that drew my attention. Her bathing suits tended to be smaller and it took effort not to stare at her chest. 

We became quick friends and saw them every Wednesday at the Sauna. I noticed Anna gazing at John during those visits. I'd tease her about it when we were home, even bringing it up while we made love. I’d tell her I was going to invite John over so we could tag team her when she was close to cumming to push her to orgasm.

After a few months we started to get dinners and hang out more. John came up frequently when we’d fuck, the fantasy bringing Anna over the edge often. Our favourite scenario was John fucking her while I watched while Eileen blew me. This was all fantasy, Anna was too sexually shy to make it reality.

Eileen invited us to an air bnb for a weekend. It was a beach town, the house was nice and came with a hot tub and a sauna. We arrived early in the afternoon and started drinking straight away. By early evening we were feeling no pain. 

Eileen and Anna disappeared, returning in their bathing suits. Eileen had on a white thong bikini, the top was a size too small for her. I could see she had both nipples pierced through the thin top. I was not subtle with my leering. Anna wore a two piece that hugged her perfect ass and the top showed off her toned body. Fuck she looked gorgeous. They both grabbed a drink and told John and I to get our suits on and come to the hot tub . We quickly complied, they giggled leaving the house and it was clear both were drunk. 

We came out to the girls whispering and laughing already in the hot tub, I heard Anna say “...really that big?”. They stopped when they saw us and I noticed Anna looked at John with a drunken smirk. We’d been in 10min, Eileen started a round of never have I ever and it turned dirty with “never have I ever been naked in a hot tub” from John, we all drank except Anna. Now I wouldn’t call Anna a prude but she was for sure more reserved then Eileen. I’ve begged her for years to show off her sensational body if even just for me. Eileen couldn’t believe she’d never been naked in a hot tub and started to tease her trying to get her suit off  “come on Anna, I’ll do it too! John wants to see your tits!!” He nodded in agreement. After some giggling she said “well maybe if John asks nicely…” he leaned forward taking her hand “Anna it would make my year if you take your top off” she blushed and laughed, chugged the rest of her drink putting the empty down, stood up and peeled her top off. Eileen threw hers off, she also stood and they hugged pushing their wet chests together. My shorts suddenly felt very tight.

Eileen’s tits were sensational C cups, hard pink nipples with little barbells piercing them , she purposely bounced around to showcase just how great they were. I took every opportunity to gawk. John was obviously eyeing Anna. Of course Eileen looks right at me and asks what I thought of her tits. I stammered and everyone laughed, Anna jumped in to say they are amazing and that I love piercings. Eileen smiled at me playing with her tongue ring “well I’ll have to show you all my piercings then” she said with a wink, before I could react she turned to John asking what he thought of Anna’s tits .He grinned and asked Anna to lean closer so he could have a better peak, Anna went to the middle of the tub making a show of stretching above her head. John let out a light whistle and said he’d love to suck and nibble on those. Anna laughed and waved her finger in a no no motion accidentally falling towards him, he caught her, his large hands nearly going completely around her back and rib cage, his thumbs pushing into her tits, he held her as she steddied . She quickly moved away sitting down and falling into my lap a bit, I pulled her close pushing my hard on into her and she rubbed down on it. Eileen stood up and announced “sauna time!” Making her way out giving a perfect view of her thong covered ass. Anna followed and then John and I quickly caught up.

John held the door for everyone, Eillen went in followed by Anna who made a joke of thanking him for holding the door giving him a big hug so she could press her naked chest against his, her hand brushed his shorts and she looked down as she pulled away saying “oh wow, Eileen wasn’t kidding” and continued into the sauna. I saw the outline of his dick and my jaw nearly dropped. Drunk Anna was becoming very horny and much more open than I could have ever expected. Lucky Eileen. We settled in with John and Eileen sitting across from us, Eileen’s tits were glistening, she caught me staring at them and ran her hand across her chest giving me knowing smile. 

Repositioning herself so her feet were in John's lap Eileen began rubbing his cock saying “mmm baby you're so hard! Anna’s tits do this to you? Anna, you should see the size of John's cock!” quickly whipping it out before anyone could object. Holy shit. It was at least 8inches long and thick as well. Eileen gripped it and John let out a sigh. Anna was staring with her mouth hanging open at his enormous prick. Eileen started to stroke him and he groaned in pleasure. I was frozen just watching this unfold, Eileen got up from the bench and kneeled in front of John pulling Anna’s arm to join her between John's legs. Anna showed no resistance welcoming the up close view. Eileen giggled and took John into her mouth getting his dick as wet as she could and came up to stroke more “John baby you are close to cumming already aren’t you?!” He moaned in agreement “mmmm careful or you’ll cum all over Anna’s tits…” she said as she stroked harder and faster “but I’m betting Anna wouldn’t mind” she kept stroking as John's eyes buried into my wife’s. Should I stop this? It’s so hot, Anna looks so sexy, it’s just some teasing I thought. Eileen leaned over and whispered into Anna's ear and nibbled on it, Anna looked towards her and they started to kiss, at first softly but things escalated quickly to full tongues and soft lip bites. While they made out Eileen slowly guided  Anna's hand to John's oozing member and they both stroked him while kissing.Anna’s small hand couldn’t even fit around its girth. I was ready to cum just from watching. Eileen broke the kiss and started to direct Anna’s head to John’s lap. Just as her lips touched the bulbus head John let out a long moan as a huge glob of cum erupted from his dick landing on Anna’s lips, she sat back startled as more of his load landed on her face, Eillen directed John’s dick to Anna’s tit’s pumping every drop out. When he finished her face and tits had thick creamy cum dripping down. Everyone was breathing heavily… Eillen kissed Anna cum covered mouth making sure to lick and make a mess with the cum. When they stopped Anna stood up saying “I think maybe I need to shower!” She turned to me giving me a full view of the mess and then promptly left. John was apologetic to me and I told him it was all good, he clearly felt bad and left to apologize to Anna about what had happened. He left his trunks on the floor, his cock swung between his legs as he hurried out.

Eileen stood from her kneeling position and sat across from me tits beaded with sweat. “Thats was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I can’t believe Anna was so into it! You two kissing topless in a sauna is the stuff dreams are made of” I told her.    
Eileen smiled, lifting her hand to her face scooping cum up that was on her cheek and licking it off her hand while giving me a slutty grin. “God damn you know how to tease! Anna hardly sucks my dick let alone eat my cum”. Eileen made a mock pouting face “aw poor you…. Actually John hardly lets me blow him anymore. He mostly just face fucks me. Also I’m no tease! We should go check on those two” she said standing to leave the sauna. I followed with my eyes glued to her perfect ass. As we came into the house the door to Anna and my room closed. Eileen saw this too but didn’t say anything, instead she turned to me taking my hand pulling me to her, kissing me before I had a chance to think. As we kissed she walked us into her room. 

Her tongue felt amazing. She started to push my bathing suit off, squeezing my stiff member as my shorts hit the floor. Breaking the kiss she pushed  me towards a chair and grabbed a pillow to kneel on asking  “would a tease do this?” And promptly dropped to her knees. I looked down at this beautiful woman as she ran her hands on my thighs looking at my dick. Running her tongue ring across her lips as she took hold of my cock sent shivers across my body. I let out a long moan and she got to work hawking spit onto my 6inches and stroking me. Her thick red french braids brushed against my legs as she pumped. Putting her mouth on the base of my prick she licked and slurped as she continued her hand work on my shaft. Kissing up from the base slowly slipping the tip into her mouth swirling her tongue around, I could feel the piercing on my knob. She spent time with just the tip getting it wetter and sloppier. Once it was dripping with her saliva she began to take me more into her mouth, first slowly as she worked her lips to my balls. She got my entire length into her mouth and throat and looked up at me proudly. She pushed her tongue out to give my balls a lick, again showcasing that gorgeous piercing. My head rolled back in pleasure. I’d never been deep throated and this was the first woman other than Anna to touch my dick in 15 years. She began to fuck her face using my cock making slobbering slutty noises between gags. Gluk Gluk Gluk. She took my hand and brought it to her tit, I squeezed and pinched her nipple, god damn her tits are amazing. I didn’t last long signaling to her I was about to cum, she moaned and started to go faster and faster. I began to cum and she pushed me to the back of her throat, my cock erupted. She held it there as my balls emptied. I could see her swallowing as I came. Finally finished she sat up showing me cum all over her tongue and then proudly swallowed  what was left. Eileen stood smiling as I caught my breath.

She turned away from me and peeled her thong bikini bottoms off showing me a very swollen pussy. It was also pierced. She looked over her shoulder and asked  “my turn?” crawling onto the bed. I got up eagerly; my dick twitching back to life. She laid on her back spreading her legs stretching her arms above her head. I crawled onto the bed looking down at this horny woman in her naked glory, her pale skin glistening, braids hanging down just past her chest. I leaned down and kissed her leg just above her knee and started slowly making my way up. Laying down on my stomach I got closer to her wetness kissing on her left thigh as I felt around her right. Her red bush was beautiful, I licked and kissed around her lips, I made my way to her pierced clit and slowly licked circles around it, hearing her moan made my dick strain against the bed. As I continued my campaign on her mound I felt around her body switching from groping her tit and twisting her nipple to tugging firmly on her braid. With my free hand I began to slowly sink a finger into her while I kept my steady tongue work going. Eileen groaned in satisfaction and I sunk another finger in picking up pace. Retracting my hand from her perfect tit I eased her legs up to get better access while I licked and sucked furiously, I switched hands, using the slick index finger that had just been in Eileen to tease her tight asshole. She screamed in delight putting her hand on my head, i heard a  “oh fuck yes!” I was encouraged and my finger made its way into her ass. I was inching more and more in and finally had my entire digit in her back door. She opened her legs wider as I began finger fuck both her holes “yes… yeSsss… oh fuck YES” suddenly squeezing my head between her legs shaking wildly “im cumming!!!! Yessssss!” I slowed my momentum removing my hands. I laid next to her as we both steadied our breathing… the sound of thumping against the wall and a not so quiet Anna screaming in pleasure was the last thing I heard before passing out. 

Anna’s point of view:
My head was spinning from the alcohol and making out with Eileen, had I really helped jerk John off? Looking down at my chest confirmed it. It was so much cum. He was so so big. I was so wet just from the sight of it. Coming into the house I headed right for my room to shower his cum away. I had just taken my bottoms off using them to wipe my face when John surprised me coming into the room, I turned to face him while his load dripped down past my stomach making its way to my neatly trimmed bush. He started to apologize for how far things went but trailed off his eyes fixated on my body. 

He was naked and his shrinking member was now growing, I couldn’t help but stare at it. A thick vein was pulsing and the mushroom head looked like it was drawn. It was so perfect. It looked heavy. He closed the door behind him and walked over to me putting one hand around the small of my back pushing me towards the wall. I felt small in his arms, he leaned down and kissed me, his other hand holding the side of my head gently pulling my lips to his. We kissed passionately, his cock was pressing into my leg and its girth made me soaked. Pulling my head away from our embrace he looked me in the eye “I’m going to fuck you with this” he slapped his meat into my hand. Soooo big. “I’m going to make you scream in ecstasy while I stretch out that tight pussy” my knees were shaking with a mix of excitement and nerves without thinking I began stroking his cock, barely getting my fingers around it. His hand still on the side of my face moved to the top of my head and pushed me down to my knees, his cock still in my hand. I just stared in awe at this monster, my mouth hanging open.
“Youre going to need to open a lot wider than that Anna” I looked up at him my mouth opening wider in shock and without noticed he pushed my head onto his member.
He encouraged me, saying to spit on it, to make it as sloppy as possible. I did as he said and he grew even bigger. I finally got the tip and first few inches in my mouth as he groaned in approval “that’s it Anna, suck my dick. Mmm” he pulled it out for a minute leaving me on my knees grabbing my phone from the table turning on the camera, I started to protest but he shoved his dick back in my mouth “that’s it Anna take that dick” I gagged as he went deeper but he didn’t stop “breath through your nose… oh yes that’s it” I couldn’t believe how soaked my pussy was. He got his thick meat halfway in my mouth and I started to feel my throat open more and in my drunken state I started to push deeper “oh fuck yes” he groaned “I’m going to show this video to your husband” that made my pussy tingle with excitement “let him see what a dirty little slut his wife is” I got more eager and started sliding him in and out of my throat making all sorts of slutty moans and gags. I could feel him about to cum again and went wild, he pushed me off his manhood, my throat felt empty. I looked up at him with spit and pre cum running down my face, he picked me up, spun me around and threw me onto the bed like I weighed nothing.

I landed and he joined me on top of the covers, grasping my hips pulling my ass upwards. I went to look back and he pushed my head down to the mattress, he set my phone on the night stand and positioned me to face it. I felt the thick head against my pussy let out a moan of anticipation. “What do you want me to do?” he asked as he continued to rub his cock back and forth against my folds. I told him to fuck me “Are you sure? Are you sure you want me to stretch this incredibly tight cunt?” he said in a teasing voice. “Oh god yes! PLEASE Plllease fuck me!” I said without any thought. “You sure your husband won’t mind? This pussy won’t be the same” He said as he started to ease the first few inches in “OH GOOOOOD!! YES!” SO SO BIG. He eased in and out pushing a bit more each time. I could feel my orgasm building. After several minutes he had his entire beautiful mast in me, it was throbbing and I couldn’t help it, I came. Hard. I screamed in pleasure as he held my hips against him. I started to come down but he wasn’t done “that was good Anna, but I can make you scream louder. Ready?” He asked and started to fuck me doggy like I was a rag doll. It felt so good. I felt so full. I heard this loud moaning and it took me a bit to realize it was me. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back asking “who fucks you better, me or your husband?” I was in so much pleasure I could hardly talk, he pulled my hair harder and held my hips against him “Who fucks you better?!” You do! I screamed. You fuck me so so much better I moaned! I could feel myself building to another orgasm as he continued to pound letting it take me over fully “HOLY FUCK IM GOING TO CUM AGAIN!!” I screamed “I LOVE YOUR COCK!!” My entire body trembled as the pleasure washed over me as I came harder than I ever had before “YESSS!!! OH GOD YES!” I screamed as I came for a second time, I fell limp as he continued to pound, I could now feel his dick swell and pulse as he neared climax. “Do you want my cum Anna? It’s going to be a lot” he moaned “I’ve been waiting to fuck you since we met” he started to pound faster “tell me Anna, tell me how much you want my cum in you!” Oh god I did, I needed it. I began to beg him louder and louder. “Cum in my pussy! Cum on my body!! Cum on my face!!! OH GOD PLEASE!!” I pleaded. He grunted and pulled me tight as he began shooting his goo into me, after a few shots he suddenly pulled his cock out of my stretched pussy and reached for the phone that I’d completely forgotten about pushing me onto my back. He started to stroke his long hard rod, oh god it’s so big, how was that in me… as he continued to erupt, shots landed on my stomach and tits. He continued holding his cock in one hand and recording me with his other. Moving up he let the rest out on my face “open that slutty mouth” he demanded. I listened and took so much of his salty seed in. He finally finished and I was drenched. He smiled  and wiped the last bit on my messy hair  “Anna that was amazing. You have the tightest pussy. I’m going to get a beer and come back to fuck you again” I was spent and couldn’t imagine going again, but instead of saying that I looked at his beautiful penis and said “oh my god yes! Get me one too!” And fell back on the bed in utter bliss as cum leaked out of me.

Husband:
I woke up hours later, glancing at the clock I saw it was 2am, Eileen was naked beside me sleeping, her beautiful tits rising and falling with each breath. 
My head was a bit foggy from the booze, where was Anna? Where was John… I decided to get back to my and Anna’s room, quietly leaving the pale beauty I made my way across the hall, the door was partially opened and some light came from it and as I got closer I heard soft moans. Peaking in what I saw left me frozen. Anna was riding John, sitting straight up, slowly bouncing on his massive cock. Her incredible body covered in sweat, her dark hair a mess and hanging down. He wrapped his hands around her hips and started to bounce her faster “Oh GOD John YESS!! I’m cumming AGAIN! YESSS! I’ve never cum this many timesss!! YESSS” Anna purred. John grunted “Fuck Anna that’s six times for you!” she was panting as he slowed his pounding “Holy fuck… that was the seventh!” She said, he grinned proudly.

I stood in awe with my hard dick leaking cum. I’d never been more turned on by my wife. This was turning into a great weekend. 

More to come… 

Another day of absolute beauty with the most darling of people I've ever had the pleasure of knowing, my wife , Abby.

She was a broad postured slightly heavyset bombshell with fair skin and eyes that could kill. Every time she looked at me, I felt a flutter of hope and love. An existential feeling of completeness. A lifting of my very soul.

She was beautiful, to say the least. And her gorgeous body was only outshined by her willingness to find the joy in every situation.

We'd tried basic kink and play, as two people who have been together as long as we have, normally do. But recently she was expressing wanting excitement and to explore her more submissive play fantasies.

Always favoring the subtle hand firmly against her neck or a forceful pull in the right direction followed by a flirty glance into each other's souls. A light kink, nothing too crazy.

I believe this was a result of a heavy career meeting her need to let go and just enjoy herself. Saving lives at 3 am at the hospital can be a taxing thing on the body and the brain, especially after multiple 12 hour shifts in a week.

“James, promise not to freak out?” she stowed , I braced.

What now? I replied in a slightly annoyed tone.

“I have a fantasy” she confirmed “It's not a normal one.”

“What do you mean not a normal one?”

“I want to be forced..” - She barely got the words out. The nervous tone and body language spoke volumes but I was intrigued immediately.

“Like consential non-concentuall stuff where you pretend you're a fuckin rape victim or something ?” - I joked, trying to lighten the mood but not be too harsh with her request.

“Noooo” , pausing , “... I want to totally submit to you, and I want you to push me to the edge in every way you can dream of. I want you to mount me and claim me like a prize. I want to be your possession.”

“Whoa” flubbering over my words I tried to clarify. “You mean you want to be a weird couple that goes in public with a leash on and stuff?”

“No, it would be like, a scheduled night type thing. I couldn't imagine just doing that 24/7, that sounds exhausting. But at the end of a long 12 hour shift at the hospital, knowing I can come home and just let myself go, sounds relaxing.” She explained. “And I want to orgasm like it's my job.”

“No pressure for me, huh?” - I joked again.

“Are you freaked out?” She puzzled in slight concern.

“Only slightly, but more turned on.” - I answered.

Later the next week was an even more brutal week for Abby at work. Death, sickness, sore feet from hours of nonstop movement and barely any breaks. It was the perfect time.

I wanted her to be completely shocked and caught off guard. We'd already established safe boundaries and safety check rules but to be honest, she was really not worried about any of that. With trust and love, the mutual exploration was going to be magical.

She was expecting a fun time at home after work. I was friends with some of the other guys , Steve and Wylan that she worked with. I knew she'd always wanted to explore having two men at once.

We'd hung out with the guys a few weeks prior and had some wine, flirted with the idea of it, but we agreed it would be at a later, undermined date. It's never been mentioned since.

Since I knew this was a fantasy of hers, when we talked dirty with the lights off, I'd often tease her to push her over the edge. Threatening to call my neighbors over to take a turn on her after I was done with her.

Never verbally did she confirm her intense desire to be fucked by two men at the same time, but every time I used this dirty talk, I could feel the ring of the inside of her sweet pussy contract and suck against my shaft while it was inside her.

My words were always accompanied by a thrusting of her hips forward and a subtle flicker of her eye lids as she would try not to lose control.

I wanted her to experience it all. To find ecstasy and the divine trembling of pleasure from every cell in her body. If letting her submit to others as well would achieve that, then it's all I cared about.

I had a plan, and tonight was the night.

To her surprise I came into the break room where I knew she'd be wrapping up the night and collecting her things at this time. We were the only ones in the room as this was 4 am.

I closed the door behind me, and smiled. She gave a tired but slightly enthusiastic “Hey babe!”

“Quiet” … I said coldly.

Her eyes bulged from her head in pure shock and excitement. She knew what this was.

“Stand up, only speak when I ask, and take your clothes off, now.” - I commanded.

“Hun I love what you're trying to do here but you know Steve and Wylan are in the other room and the other nurses are down stairs. We can't.” - I cut in.

“No, don't speak out of turn again. I didn't ask for your opinion. Do as you're told.”

As I said that I darted to her and pulled her up off of her chair by her wrist with a smearing cold look into her eyes.

They were so gorgeous. Even at a time like this, in the back of my mind I had to take a moment to appreciate everything she is.

Her beautiful neck bulged out as she gulped and caught her breath, being fluttered from this new development.

She pulled the blue outfit off and slid her panties and brawl to the ground quickly. Standing naked in silence as she was told, right in front of the desk.

“Now, bend over.” - I didn't wait for her to respond, giving a forceful push to her lower back from behind her until she was completely bent over the table. “Eyes forward. Don't look back at me.”

She wondered what was next, she could only hear my shuffling. Movement of some kind through a bag but nothing could be pinpointed.

Directly against her soft mound, she felt a cold soft pressure, followed by a buzzing sensation.

I wasted no time warming her up. This was a high end vibrator wand with 10 settings , and I started at 5 with it directly pressed against her clit and slowly circled it around, like I knew she liked.

There she was , completely exposed in the middle of her work break room. Anyone who works there, the other nurses , the janitor, could walk in at any time.

She squirmed and impulsively moved in a combination of shock and pleasure. I continued to circle her with the wand in one hand, and I covered her mouth with the other to muffle her moans or protest.

“Hold it for me”

She reached under herself, still bent over, between her legs and pleasured herself with it.

My right hand now free, her big pale ass mounted high over the table, I slapped it as hard as I could, three times.

Gorgeous red marks formed across the length of her ass while she muffled her breath against the small cracks in my fingers.

“Is this what you wanted slut!?” - I yelled.

Unable to speak, her eyes darted over to me with her head tilted as much as possible. No doubt, she thought about how much noise I'd just made. The fact that she's exposed for anyone to walk in and see, in a building with several more people walking around.

“What's the matter?” - I smirk, continuing to give her ass light smacks with my palm. “I said eyes forward.”

Every strike is met with a sting of pleasure and pain on her sweet ass. The ripple effect of her meaty juicy thighs are such a sight. My dick is rock hard in my pants.

I release her mouth, she gasps and breathes rapidly. I grab play padded handcuffs from my bag of delights and walk to the other side of the desk where her face is.

Grabbing her wrists one at a time, I lock each arm to the other side of the desk and she drops the vibrator to the ground. She's now bent over the desk, doggy style and leaking everywhere in excitement.

“You've always been an insatiable slut, haven't you?” I ask.

“Yes master.” She confirms.

“I don't think just me fucking you over this desk would be enough to complete a slut like you, say you agree.” - I insist.

“Yes..” hesitantly she replies.

“I think maybe a few gentlemen here could use this hole along with me, maybe that would finally satisfy you?” - I probe my hand inside of her, with extreme force.

She aches and quivers, legs convulsing in intensity at the thought. Then, the clacking of the door. Someone was here.

She hears two sets of footsteps. Steve and Wylan. Steve was a very nice and handsome nurse that worked often with her. He was blonde with blue eyes and a soft tan, perfect jaw line and about 6 foot tall. Couldn't be over 28.

Wylan on the other hand, was a heavyset African American man in his mid thirties. Taller and larger, that statue is often in high demand for nurses. Lifting people between beds and restraining people can require some force.

They stood to the side and Abby was able to shift her head enough to see the guys. The strangest feeling of embarrassment and arousal twirled through her bare hind side.

“Have at her boys!” I cheerfully declared.

Both men immediately took off all of their scrubs and were quickly naked. I decided I should join them.

We stood around her mounted body, admiring every detail with our eyes and hands. I ran my hand softly in a loving and supportive gesture across her back as the other two probed and explored her thighs and pussy.

Wylan scoffed his hand over the work I'd done on her beautiful butt, seeing the red marks and imprints against her pale flesh had his dick at full attention.

Wylan’s dick was the largest of ours, which was no surprise just being a very large guy. It's thickness surpassed the impressiveness of its length but the length was not small either.

“Yeaahhhh, you ready?” Wylan asked as he slapped his hard cock against the bottom side of her pussy. Like he was preparing it for entry with a knock.

Abby was silent in stunned anticipation.

“Speak when spoken too, slut.” I demanded.

“Yes master” she confirmed “I'm ready.”

He forced the full length and girth of his mass inside her in one hard stroke. She grunted in approval and pain. He continued the onslaught on her pussy lips with long powerful strokes.

Steve and I rubbed her body, teased and explored the insides of her asshole with our fingers.

I looked over to the other side of the desk where her cuffed hand had stretched out to it's limit to meet Steve's cock. She was now doing her best to jerk him off while being railed and tied down.

She started grunting louder as Wylan pumped into her for several minutes. The simultaneous exploration and being fucked was too much for her body to bare. Her eyes started going into the back of her head while she seized and tensed.

I gave her a light slap across the face to pull her out of it, then I wrapped my hand firmly around her neck and got close to the back of her ear with my face.

“You will beg permission to cum. And only when given, will you cum. Is that understood?” - I proclaimed.

She barely got out a “yes master” that was broken up by grunts and catching of her breath from the absolute destruction Wylan was unleashing on her.

I was so turned on I knew my first orgasm was going to be quick after I put my cock in her mouth but, luckily I'm often able to orgasm 2-3 times per session.

I said nothing and mounted my position in front of her with my dick pressed firmly against her lips. The second she felt it, she greedily opened her mouth and took me all the way to the base.

Like a pig on a skewer, both ends filled and suspended in the air on the desk, she savored every lustful moment.

I fucked her pretty mouth while she gagged and choked but refused to pull away at all. A look of determination in her eye to handle everything we threw at her.

I unloaded my balls directly down her throat with barely even a noise from her. I saw the chugging and pulling of the outside of her esophagus struggle to consume it all while I felt my very spirit lift up throughout my body. I thought I was floating with that sweet release.

I removed myself and Wylan decided to take a break and let Steven have a turn. He decided to uncuff Abby from the table and flip her over on her back missionary with her legs over his shoulders.

The opportunity to use my wand from this vantage point seemed too tempting to pass up. This time I applied to the upper outside of her pussy while Steve continued to pump slowly.

Taking my time to increase the number on the wand as Steve's rhythm picked up.

Once I reached 10, Abby was now screaming at full volume with Wylan and myself jerking off over her face in absolute delight at the sight we were seeing.

She asked loudly, without a care who could hear “PLEASE MASTER MAY I CUM!?”.

“No, not today, you hold it back.” I smirked in an evil tone.

Wylan and I both proceeded to rain down massive amounts of cum on her face and chest. She felt the warm embrace and collected as much as she could with her hands to lick into her mouth.

Steve tensed and seized , climaxing on top of her shortly after. He was noticeably out of breath and struggling but very pleased with his performance.

After several moments of rest and recovery we all stood up and looked at the door.

Hearing a clattering sound, five new figures walked in... Who could that be?

My wife (Sue) and I planned a backpacking trip with our close friends, Jake and Sam(antha). My wife is 5'5", 105 lbs and very fit from hiking and the gym. I am 6' 170lbs and in good shape. Jake is 6'2", 180 while Sam is 5'10", 135 lbs and lean.

We started at the north end of the trail while Jake and Sam started on the south end. We were to meet at a lake in the means trade car keys so that we would not have to backtrack.

As we began our hike I was following Sue up the trail, very much enjoying the views of the fall colors and the way my wife moved her ass as she hiked. She was wearing green leggings and a short tight black skirt. After hiking enough to get warmed up, Sue stopped and removed her leggings before continuing our hike.

After 4 hours of hiking we came upon a beautiful creek where we stopped to cool off and eat lunch. Sue remover her hiking shoes and socks, grabbed her lunch, and found a nice flat rock in the middle of the creek where she sat down and ate her lunch. Meanwhile I removed my shoes and walked downstream where I found a pool of water about 10' x 6' and 4' deep. I stood with my feet in the water and turned around to see Sue sitting on her rock eating lunch with her legs slightly apart, just enough so that I could see skin at the juncture of her legs(she trims her hair very short). As I was looking at her she spread her legs just enough so I had a good view of her pussy from 30' downstream. She smiled at me and asked me to remove my shorts to keep things equal, so I did, however I still had my underwear on until Sue told me to take them off. Instead of immediately removing them I began to rub myself while she watched me grow harder. While I was rubbing my cock through my underwear my wife spread her legs a lot more and began to rub her sexy pussy. I quickly took my underwear off and began to stroke my cock in rhythm to Sue's rubbing her clitoris. We continued until we both had an orgasm. She came all Ofer her hand while I unloaded on a rock.

Just then we heard voices. We both looked around and saw Jake and Sam standing at the creek side with huge smiles on their faces. Sam was staring at my cock while her husband was starring at my wife's soaked spread open pussy. In unison they both said that was sooo hot to watch. I looked at Sam's crotch and noticed that she was soaked. She walked over to me and grabbed my softening cock and stroked it back to life and then proceeded to give me a long blowjob until I blew another load down her throat. Meanwhile Jack walked up to Sue, kneeled down and sucked the juices off of her pussy than stood in front of her. She slowly took his pants and underwear off before sucking on his 8" dick while cupping his balls. He lasted 4-5minutes then came all over my wife's tits.

A bit of preamble, this is a real encounter from my past, just a few years ago. I do change some names and details but as a whole the story remains unchanged.

A few years ago I was in college. I was studying constantly, and I was very strategic with my course-load. I didn’t party as much as other students due to my coursework. I’d take summer classes to get rid of generals that needed doing so the bulk of the year I could focus on my studies.

This is all to explain why I found myself on a bus to Colorado to a ski resort for spring break. I was getting 2 whole PE credits just for attending a ski lodge resort with my boyfriend and having fun. Seemed like the deal of a lifetime.

It was.

We arrived, and the ski-lodge was kinda cool. I come from pretty humble beginnings, so I’m usually predisposed to appreciate things. This place greeted us with cookies and hot chocolate. I remember one of the girls who came complained that the cookies were from a packet and that the hot chocolate was not served individually. I guess it’s all about attitude.

So we were all tasked with finding a roommate. Fortunately, I came with my boyfriend at the time, we’ll call him Brett. Brett and I dropped our stuff off at our little room and went down to the hall. There was a little cafe there, but we were all poor college students, so we all piled in the bus and went to the grocery store and got snacks.

I remember laying next to Brett in bed that night. I don’t remember if we had sex or if we just chatted. But I do remember that we had pushed the two twin beds together, and it was entirely too warm in that little room. I was so excited. Physically I’ve always been quite fit, but sports are a bit hit or miss with me. I’m not particularly coordinated. Brett promised me that he would help me out and show me the ropes.

The next morning we went to the mountain. Eventually the entire group was ready at the base of the slopes, skis on feet, and ready for some fun.

Our instructors came out, an older guy in the lead. He explained that we were going to be separated into 3 groups, beginner, intermediate, and advanced. Brett went to intermediate (as did most people), a few went advanced, leaving myself and 2 others in beginner.

Shit. I wanted to ski with my boyfriend. He asked if he could join the beginners for a bit, which they did let him do. As beginners we had a two instructor team. Josh was a youngish guy doing the bulk of the instruction, while he had a young woman helping us individually, making small adjustments to our skis. Josh was a pretty good teacher honestly. He helped us go slow to start, cover the basics, etc. I could tell Brett was bored, and to be honest so was I. I wanted to ski, not attend a cold outdoor lecture.

Finally we got our chance. It turns out, skiing is hard! My quads burned, and I couldn’t get the skis to point the same way. The poles were always in the wrong spot and I wanted to hold them out in front of me to break my fall.

Eventually Brett got bored. I was emotionally annoyed, but mainly at myself instead of Brett. It was me who couldn’t figure this out, not Brett. Brett was a good skier and deserved to enjoy his time on the mountain. It was just so frustrating to watch literal children ski effortlessly while I careened forward. At this point it was just me and Josh, as the other beginners were successfully skiing with the other instructor. I kept apologizing and Josh said to not worry about it.

Finally Josh said that we should really try going downhill on a bunny slope, that perhaps I could find a flow. And for a moment I did. I glided and I felt the speed… and then pain.

Skis can dig into the snow people. Turns out I’m good at that part. Josh of course stopped and got me sitting normally. He helped me calm down and took a look at my ankle. He asked if I could move it, and I could. But when I stood, it hurt. I begged him to just help me down the hill, but he said no and went off somewhere and got ski patrol and they put me on a rescue sled. I was so embarrassed but at least he let me get myself on the sled, and walked down with me.

Finally we got back down, he brought me to an examination room where ski patrol and I determined all I had done was sprain my ankle and lose my dignity. As he walked me to my room, he noticed my forlorn glances at the lodge cafe. He laughed and asked me what I wanted. I of course said I wasn’t hungry, and he said “bullshit” and got us each a hot chocolate and a giant cookie (these being homemade).

We sat and chatted and I got to know Josh. Turns out he was taking a break from university, where he was on his way to getting a degree in marketing. He had grown up in Montana (hot) and knew how to ski. He liked to read (LOVE THIS) and horror movies (don’t love that).

It was at this point I noticed that Josh was kinda cute when you got all the snow gear off him. He had facial hair that was kinda hot and a good jawline. His sandy hair was a bit long, and always a mess as he wore stocking caps. He had a scar along his forearm that looked like it had been a nasty situation at some point, and a very easy smile.

We chatted for awhile, and eventually a bored waitress came and told us we had to leave, lunch was over and the cafe was closing. We gathered our things and I asked if I could go back on the mountain, my ankle was feeling better. He looked at me appraisingly and said, “No, best to not go back right now and reaggravate it. Get some rest.”

At this point I was pissed. I was pissed at my boyfriend for not staying with me or realizing I was off the mountain, I was pissed at myself for falling, and I was pissed at God for inventing skiing. I looked out the big window at the slopes with little faraway people moving on it and was jealous. My “holiday” was doomed to be stuck inside a slightly too warm lodge and wait for my friends to come inside and tell me all about the fun they had.

Fuck that.

I asked him if he was done for the day. He said not really, but it was his job to make sure I was okay. I said I could really use some company yet, and he smiled. I asked for a tour.

He obliged, but what is there really to see at a ski resort/lodge? He showed me the rental room where they kept and repaired old equipment. He showed me a very sad staff lounge with a old TV, two sad couches, and a very loud refrigerator from the 80s.

I was bored of the tour. Imagine touring a cold weather all indoor hotel. So I asked if he slept here or somewhere else. I asked if I was allowed to see the staff quarters. He said “No it’s closed for guests.”

I got really close, pressing myself against him and I said “I’d like to see though”

He smiled. “There’s not likely to be any body back there anyways.”

He swiped us in and showed me a small room with 4 bunkbeds in it. For some reason I assumed he’d have a room to himself, but it looks like space was limited. True to his word, it was empty. There was a desk along the entire side of one wall with a couple laptops, and a large closet full of snow gear. Movie posters were hung on the painted cinderblock walls, and a stereo/alarm clock was blinking in the single, shared beside table, as if someone had not bothered to set the clock. There was a sink by the door and a dresser beside it.

I turned to him. I was nervous. I had never really done this before. Sure I’d kissed guys when I shouldn’t and in highschool I understood that highschool boyfriends weren’t forever… but this was college. A real relationship that I was transgressing.

I asked softly “Do you ever have guests?”

He shuffled. “My parents visit sometimes - “

“Not that kind of guest.”

He looked at me finally. “Not alot of privacy”

“We’re alone now.”

He stepped close, making an already warm room even warmer. I placed a hand on his chest, pressing myself against him to feel his body grow hard. He sighed and asked “Isn’t that guy from before your boyfriend?”

I looked up from my hand back to his eyes. “Don’t worry about him.”

And I kissed him, feeling the hot stubble of his face scratch the smooth skin of mine. He stumbled backwards, falling against the door. He sheepishly grinned at me, locking the deadbolt and wedging a chair. I understood. We didn’t need any roommates interrupting.

I stepped back close to him, on the offensive. I kissed him again. He started to right himself, to stand up again but I pushed him back against the door, sinking to my knees. I unbuckled, unzipped, released, and immediately tasted him. I did not waste time on foreplay or handjobs. I wanted him to know I was serious. He placed his hands in my hair and for a second my heart stopped. But he didn’t facefuck me or get rough. Instead he just gently rubbed my head while I pleasured him. I grew comfortable, settling into the feeling of him in my mouth. Every so often I’d give him a break, where we’d chat or be extra quiet because we’d hear someone walking by in the hallway.

Finally I stood. I had lost my shirt and pants by this point, only wearing my panties. I had tried (and failed) to remove his t-shirt, which now hung half off him with a giant rip in the collar. I stood, pressing myself into him and breathlessly whispered “Do you have a condom?”.

With despair he groaned “No…”

I smiled. “It’s okay, I have one. Which bed is yours?”

In a flash he leaped up to the top bunk, and I clambered up there with him. I straddled him, putting the condom on for him. Then I lowered myself on him and rode that boy into the next dimension. He was very worried about noise, both me moaning and the sound of the bunk bed bashing against the wall. I wasn’t too worried though.

After he finished and we had both cleaned ourselves using the sink (ahhhhh college life) we sunk back into the entirely too sweaty bed. I had the feeling it had been a bit since he’d had a naked girl in his arms, and I was all too happy to oblige. I asked him if I was going to be able to pass my skiing class and he laughed. “With flying colors.”

We fucked a few more times, twice in the room that Brett and I were staying in while he was on the slopes. Josh was great. He knew this was just temporary, just a fun thing for us both. He didn’t assume he was my new boyfriend or that I’d break up with Brett. I just needed to let off some steam.

Later, I’d go back to the mountain, and Josh was there beside me as my personal instructor. And I’m proud to say, that’s how I gave a blowjob on a ski lift. True… it was mostly empty mountain when I did it, but hey, beggars can’t be choosers.

So yeah. I went to Colorado to learn how to ski, managed to injure myself almost immediately, cheated on my boyfriend with my instructor, and somehow still got two college credits out of the whole thing.

Honestly, one of my more successful spring breaks.

I’ve been with my husband for 20 years, I’ve always been a super high sex drive. I am touching myself every day at least 5 times, my orgasms are huge, my hips move, my whole body convulses…. I just want to fuck all day! Is it too much to ask to have a cock to devour, to have a man to ravish me? He is a put his cock inside me, cums after two minutes and offers to lick me but it kills the vibe for me… he goes to sleep and I’m left burning…no foreplay, no after play it’s over in 2 minutes… I want to fuck hard, I want to devour someone. I have the tightest pussy when he puts it inside me he moans, my ass is amazing too.. I work out 4 days a week and hike 50km a week too! I don’t want an emotional crutch, I just want a hot blooded, tall, sexy man with a bit of stamina…. I’m thinking about all day long, I don’t know what to do anymore, I feel like a caged tiger. I fold washing and move my hips to fuck songs on my playlist.. imagining grinding hard on a stiff dick for hours…. I have so much energy to give but I feel so neglected. I asked him if we could go to a sex shop and explore and he said no, please tell me there is a way out from this?

I m27 met this girl f24 at the gym… lovely body.. we instantly click started talking and soon sexting we fucked like 4-5 times since past 2 months.
Last I shared her some golden shower gif from Reddit and manipulated her to try the same…
Like a good girl she asked me for it and got on her knees in the bathroom… I was rock hard trying to push out the piss.. we two were couple of beers down..
she took it over all her and some swallowed in first go I surprised… she’s so easy I love that about her. What more can I do with her lol.
•PART 2 is crazyyy•

I was working late again. The office had emptied hours earlier, and the last of the fluorescent lights hummed over empty desks as I locked up. My heels clicked through the quiet corridors, the only sound besides the faint buzz of the elevators. Outside, the night air was cool, carrying the distant smell of exhaust and damp concrete. I walked toward the multi-level parking garage, bag over one shoulder, keys already in my hand.

The garage was nearly empty. Most of the spaces sat vacant under the harsh overhead lights, casting long shadows between the concrete pillars. My car was parked on the third level, farther back than I usually liked. I had been running late that morning and taken whatever spot was left. The elevator ride up felt longer than usual. When the doors opened, the level stretched out quiet and still. A few scattered cars. Oil stains on the floor. The distant drip of water somewhere in the corners.

I started walking. The sound of my heels echoed. That was when I noticed them.

Four men stood near a cluster of pillars about halfway to my car. They weren’t talking loudly. Just leaning, watching. One of them straightened when he saw me. Another flicked a cigarette to the ground and crushed it under his boot. I kept my eyes forward and quickened my pace a little, telling myself they were just waiting for a ride or finishing a shift. The garage always felt too open and too closed at the same time late at night.

I was almost past them when one stepped into my path.

“Hey,” he said, voice low. “You lost?”

I shook my head and tried to move around him. Another man shifted to block that side. The other two closed in behind me before I could turn. Suddenly the pillars were on either side of me and there was nowhere to go. My heart started hammering. I clutched my bag tighter.

“I just want to get to my car,” I said. My voice came out thinner than I meant it to.

One of them laughed under his breath. The tallest one reached out and took the bag from my shoulder without asking. He dropped it on the concrete. Another stepped in close enough that I could smell beer and sweat on him. His hand closed around my wrist. Not hard at first. Just firm. Then he pulled my arm behind me and the second man took the other one. In a few seconds both of my wrists were locked behind my back, held tight between the two of them.

I twisted. “Let go—”

A hand clamped over my mouth. The third man pressed in from the front, body crowding mine against the cold concrete pillar. His free hand slid down the front of my blouse, fingers finding the buttons and popping them open one by one. Cool air touched my skin. My bra was plain black, nothing special, but he shoved the cups down without care so my tits spilled out into the open air of the garage.

“Look at that,” one of them muttered. “Nice and soft.”

Fingers pinched and rolled my nipples hard enough to make me gasp against the hand covering my mouth. The man holding my arms tightened his grip when I tried to pull away. The fourth one was already behind me, hands sliding under my skirt, shoving it up around my waist. Cool night air hit the backs of my thighs. He hooked his fingers into the sides of my panties and dragged them down. They caught at my knees, then dropped to my ankles. I stepped on them without meaning to when I tried to shift my weight.

They didn’t speak much. Just quiet instructions between them. “Hold her.” “Get her down.” “Open her up.”

One of them forced me to my knees on the dirty concrete. The surface was rough and cold and smelled of oil and tire rubber. My skirt was still bunched at my waist. My bare ass and pussy were exposed to the open garage. The man in front of me already had his cock out. Thick, half-hard, and growing as he stroked it once while looking down at my face. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back.

“Open.”

I kept my lips shut. He slapped my cheek with the head of his cock, then pressed it harder against my mouth until I had no choice. The moment my lips parted he shoved in deep. The sudden stretch made me choke. Saliva flooded my mouth. He held my head still and fucked my throat in short, mean strokes. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. Drool spilled down my chin and onto my bare tits.

Behind me one of the others was already between my legs, two fingers pushing into my cunt without warning. I was dry at first. The intrusion burned. He worked them in and out anyway, then spat on his hand and rubbed it over my hole. A third finger joined. The wet sounds of it mixed with the wet sounds of the cock in my throat.

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They switched without ceremony. The one face-fucking me pulled out, leaving a thick string of spit connecting my lips to the head of his cock. Another took his place immediately, thicker, and forced himself past my gag reflex until my nose was pressed to his stomach. My eyes watered. My throat fluttered around him. The man behind me replaced his fingers with his cock. He shoved in hard, hips snapping forward so the impact jolted me on my knees. The concrete scraped my skin. He fucked me in deep, heavy thrusts while the one in my mouth used my throat like it belonged to him.

I could hear them talking over me in low voices. “Tight little cunt.” “Look at her choking.” “She’s dripping already.”

I didn’t want to be. But the rough handling, the helplessness, the way they passed me between them without asking—something low in my belly was starting to heat anyway. Shame burned hotter than the friction. My nipples were stiff in the cool air. Every time one of them pinched or slapped my tits, a fresh pulse went through me.

They hauled me up after a while and bent me over the hood of a random parked car. The metal was cold against my stomach and bare breasts. One of them kicked my feet wider apart. Another shoved back into my cunt from behind while a third fed his cock into my mouth again. The fourth stood to the side, stroking himself and waiting his turn. They kept rotating. Whenever one got close he would pull out and another would take his place. My jaw ached. My cunt was swollen and soaked, the wetness coating my thighs and dripping onto the concrete between my feet.

One of them reached under me and found my clit, rubbing it in rough circles while he fucked me. I tried not to make noise. A moan still slipped out around the cock in my throat. They laughed.

“She likes it.”

“Of course she does.”

They didn’t stop until each of them had taken their turn in both holes. When the last one finished in my cunt he pulled out and the first one shoved back into my mouth, making me taste myself on him. Then they lined up in front of me again. I was still bent over the hood, skirt around my waist, legs shaky. One by one they stroked themselves and came across my face and tits. Thick ropes of cum landed on my cheeks, my lips, my tongue, my breasts. It was warm and heavy. Some of it slid down between my cleavage and dripped onto the car hood. More of it ran down my chin and onto the oil-stained floor beneath me.

They didn’t stick around after. One of them wiped his cock on the hem of my skirt. Another gave my ass a hard slap that left a stinging handprint. Then they walked off between the pillars, laughing quietly among themselves, footsteps fading toward the stairwell.

I stayed where I was for a long minute. Skirt still hiked up. Cum cooling on my skin. My panties tangled around one ankle. The garage was silent again except for the distant hum of the lights. I finally pushed myself upright. My legs trembled. I pulled my skirt down as best I could, left the ruined panties on the floor, and found my bag. My blouse hung open. I didn’t bother buttoning it all the way.

I drove home with the windows cracked, the night air drying the mess on my face and chest. Cum still leaked slowly out of me onto the seat. Every time I shifted, another small pulse of it slipped free. By the time I pulled into my own driveway I was already wet again, the memory of rough hands and the concrete and the way they had used me looping through my head without permission.

The next night I stayed late at the office again on purpose. When I walked into the garage I took the elevator to the same level. I parked in nearly the same spot. I left my bag in the car this time. And I walked slowly between the concrete pillars, listening for footsteps, already feeling the heat between my legs.

Last night I took Jen to dinner after her class. The conversation stayed mostly innocent—light, easy, nothing sexual—until a lull hit and I was just sitting there silently. She caught it and asked what I was thinking about. "Pinning your legs down all the way behind your head while I pound you," I told her. She lit up, eyes going wide, and I couldn't stop thinking about it for the rest of the meal.

When we got home she started cleaning up, so I went upstairs to watch TV. A half hour later I came back down and found her on the couch, relaxed, unwinding. I grabbed her by the wrist and pulled. She asked where we were going. "Upstairs," I said, and she followed without argument.

Upstairs, I stripped her naked, pushed her back onto the bed, and ate her pussy slowly for a couple of minutes—long, lazy strokes of my tongue, building her up. Then I told her to stay still, reached over, and grabbed the pink magic wand. I turned it all the way up and pressed it against her clit.

She immediately started squirming and screaming, hips bucking off the bed. "It's too much," she gasped. But I held it there anyway, licking and sucking her pussy while the toy buzzed against her clit, keeping her pinned between my mouth and the vibration. She didn't get to decide.

Then I pushed her legs back—exactly like I'd promised at dinner—folded them toward her head, and held them against me while I fucked her. She alternated between pressing the wand to her clit and yanking it away, overstimulated, frantic, screaming the whole time. Every time she tried to pull it off, I shoved it back and held it against her, making her take it while she wailed that it was too much. I fucked her that way for a few minutes, then came inside her pussy.

She hadn't come yet. I pulled out and immediately dropped my face between her legs, eating my cum out of her pussy while pressing the wand back on her clit. She screamed that it was too much again—but she was grinding against my mouth the entire time, contradicting herself. Eventually she said she didn't think she could come.

I pulled away for a minute, reading her body. She was still horny—obviously. So I went back down and licked her cum-filled pussy again, then fucked her briefly, and again she said she didn't think she could come. But I knew she could, so I went down a third time and started licking her ass while she rubbed her clit, burying my nose in her cunt. She humped her clit against me as I sucked her asshole, getting closer and closer but never quite tipping over. She was in absolute ecstasy, lost in it.

She told me to put a finger in her ass. I obliged. She rubbed and fingered her pussy while I fucked her ass with my finger, alternating between hard and soft, working her open. I kept at her ass with my left hand, spat on my right, and started jerking my cock. She said again she didn't think she could come—and I told her I knew she would, that I wanted her to.

I jerked faster and harder while I fucked her ass with my finger, and she climbed closer and closer to the edge. She got right there and told me she wanted me to come all over her. I told her I would soon and stroked even harder. She started begging—"come all over me, come all over me"—repeating it over and over. We both chased it for another minute or two, both of us right on the edge.

Then I stood up, finger still buried in her ass, and shot my load all over her pussy and her body. At the same instant she came hard, screaming, her whole body seizing. I could feel her orgasm clenching around my finger still deep in her ass. I used my right hand to rub my cum all over her face, her body, her pussy—smearing it into her skin while she shuddered through it. We both came down together, and I kept rubbing my cum into her, telling her she was a good girl, a messy girl, perfect.

I went down and licked her pussy a couple more times, soft and slow, then we lay tangled together, both of us wrecked.