Author: LebaneseMama

[F] – my birthday after party surprise – Part 1

I am a married mom who’s also a bisexual escort. Few years ago, my hubby and I were expanding our sexual experiences as we always did. It was my birthday party so he decided to plan something ‘special’. Definitely it was special but not that I’ve expected.

We had a normal birthday party as usual. After the party was over, we headed back home where i expected to have some naughty fun between both of us. As part of the role play, he tied me in missionary position with my legs spread wide open and tied to my hands. He then sat a fucking machine to slowly fuck my ass as he sat on my face to suck his balls then fucked my throat and used it as a lube to fuck me rough as usual. When he was about to cum, he quickly pulled out and came above my head to cum in my eyes. Until then, things were expected but then the usual thing was to un tie me so I can clean my eyes because it hurts. But I asked him to untie me and he said ‘sorry, not today’ Read more »

How a friend described my hubby sharing me in a gangbang. [F][GANGBANG]

“Labwa! Labwa?” His voice cuts through the blur of sensation, and she looks up with wide, wet eyes and nods – once, twice – to show she’s OK. He keeps a tight grip on her shoulders, fingers digging in to the flesh to pin her down, eyes trained on the tension in her arms and legs and stomach – all her muscles straining tight, like she’s holding a pose in yoga.

Having checked in, she lets herself forget him. Focuses on the scene at hand – the brutality of it, the intensity of it, the sheer volume of sweat and piss and cum.

She’s strapped to a chair, legs spread wide. Like she’s waiting at the doctor’s for an intimate exam. Except that isn’t how the roles are working: the men who visit aren’t doctors, but patients. She’s the one who sees them, one by one, each demanding to be cured of his insistent urge to come.

The man who brought her here is her husband – who promised to fulfil her greatest wish – stands imposingly behind her. A passer-by might see him as her dominant, her commander. But a knowledgeable friend would know he’s merely right-hand man to her royalty. He is there because he cares to share, and to ward off anyone who doesn’t respect the rules. Read more »

[F]- [M]y hubby’s favorite weird way to use me.

‘Get the Fleshlight, and a belt’
He begins by telling me he wants to belt my thighs together, and the ‘yes’ is out of my mouth before he’s even finished the scenario. ‘Wait,’ he tells me, ‘be patient, it gets better.’ I’m a good girl, so I shut up and let him complete his thought. He’s right, it gets better. And then while we’re doing it, inspiration strikes, and it gets better than better: it gets weird.

Later that evening, we do it: he uses a canvas belt to strap my thighs tight together, with – here’s the ‘better’ bit – a Fleshlight clamped between them. Entrance to the Fleshlight sticking out just below where my cunt meets the top of my legs. I’m bent over on the bed, face pressed down into the duvet and hands supporting me. To my right is a mirror in which I can watch him start to fuck me. Well… not ‘me’, but the Fleshlight. Read more »