Author: myprivatearchipelago

Our 69 Game: Whoever cums first loses [MF]

A game myself and my ex used to play when we were both 25.

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“Whoever cums first, loses, I smiled. “And whoever makes the other cum first, wins.”

“And what does the winner get?” she asked with a smirk.

“To do whatever they want to the other.”

“Deal.”

We’d spent the whole day in bed after meeting up for a drink last night. Our original evening plan had been a tour of some of London’s best bars, but it had ended after the second round. A quick Uber called. My hand stroking her thigh on the backseat.

We were ravenous in the night. I picked her legs up over my shoulders and pounded her down into the sheets. She rode me as I fucked her from below, a hand around her throat getting tighter and tighter. I smiled as I bent her over the bed and watched that gorgeous round ass bouncing off my cock. My hand in that light brown, curly hair, grabbing a tight fistful and pulling her back.

This morning had been calmer. There was no desperate rush to devour each other. We’d gradually explored each other’s bodies as the morning light crept through the window. Read more »

A video for her husband [MF]

I have such a thing for hot wives. Here’s a story about my favourite time with the first married woman I was with.

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Bent over in front of the mirror, I teased her with the tip of my cock. Stroking up and down that tight, wet, married pussy and covering the tip with her wetness.

My right hand was in her hair, grabbing a fistful and holding her head up so she could see her own reflection. Her hands were tied behind her back so I could see the sparkle of the wedding ring.

I held her phone in the other hand and filmed her, ready and waiting for me to use. I was sending the video to two people. Myself and her husband.

I filmed my long, thick cock teasing her, feeling her shake and hearing her moan, desperate to feel me. I moved the camera up and focused on her reflection. Those big eyes nice and wide and her mouth open.

“Say, ‘please’,” I growled.

“Please, Sir,” she gasped.

“You can do better than that,” I continued, as I slid just a little bit deeper inside her. Read more »

Against The Shower Wall [MF]

With a smile she took my hand and led me into the shower. She turned to face me as the warm water started cascading down our bodies, but I kept walking. Taking both her hands and holding them tight behind her back I pushed her up against the wall as we kissed.

I kept her firmly against the wall with the weight of my body as I released her wrists and my hands began to explore her body, one moving up and one moving down.

My left stroked up her side, nails lightly digging into her soft, tanned skin. I cupped her breasts before sliding along her collar and up towards her throat. My right drifted down, drawing shapes on the soft skin on her stomach.

My right hard started to tighten around her throat as my left began to brush gently over her clit. I looked deep into her big, brown eyes and smiled as my grip increased and two fingers gently slid inside her.

Those pretty eyes got wider as I began to stroke deeper and squeeze tighter. She tried to stay quiet but couldn’t prevent breathless moans escaping her mouth or the convulsions that sweep through her body. Read more »

Secret session during a house party [MF]

We had been flirting all night. Always seemingly in the same room as the party ebbed and flowed.

I’d catch her flashing her green eyes or touching that flowing brown hair when she felt my gaze. Smirking a little as she did it. Glancing upwards at me to let me know she knew I was looking.

At around 3am everyone had started to crash where they fell and we had ended up laying next to each other on a plush rug in the living room. Just a few feet separating us.

Gradually the atmosphere in the room changed as people drifted off and I began to think I was the last one awake.

Suddenly, she rolled over, filling the space between us. She did it quickly and deliberately, but also somehow lazily, so anyone watching would believe she was still asleep.

Her eyes were closed, but I could tell by her breathing that she was awake. The slow but ever so slightly shaky breathes of someone trying to stay composed. I would have been lying if I said my breathing wasn’t a mirror to hers. Read more »

Making her cum on a train journey [MF]

The story of what happened when me and my ex-gf/sub found ourselves on a quiet train home after a day out…

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We sat by each other on the train, the light gradually dimming as the sun set. We hadn’t been able to keep our hands off each other all day as we walked through the city with our fingers intertwined, lips locked and bodies pressed against each other almost constantly.

She was sat a little on my lap, her body resting against mine as we kissed. Her soft, supple lips felt divine. My right hand slipped up her back and started to lightly pull at her blonde hair.

I was growing hard and she could feel me through my jeans. She smirked and started to stroke me through the fabric. Her fingers wrapped around the width, sliding up and down, drawing a soft moan out of my lips.

She smiled and began to kiss my neck. Softly. Sending shivers through my body. I pulled her closer to whisper in her ear. “Naughty girl,” I said with a soft growl, she gasped slightly as the syllables left my lips. “But two can play at that game.” Read more »

Made her cum in the middle of the bar [MF]

I was meeting a girl for the second time. We couldn’t go anywhere yet as her fiancé was home and being with me is against the rules (she could play with couples but no individual guys).

She’s really submissive and very responsive. A whisper in her ear, a little pull of her hair and the right words instantly make her putty in my hands.

We were at the back of a quiet pub, nestled away in a corner and I was teasing her. Telling her what I was going to do to her next time we could meet properly. What a good girl she would be for me and how I was going to use her until she couldn’t remember her fiancé’s name.

I had one hand on her thigh, and the other on the nape of her neck. I was alternating between squeezing it gently and then moving it into her hair and carefully grabbing a fistful.

She was whispering quietly, desperate to stay quiet as I kept talking. Kept telling her about how it would feel when she was stretched around me and I was filling her. How I’d fuck her pretty face on camera then have her sit on my lap as we watched it back and I played with her clit. Read more »

A Video For Her Husband [mf] [hotwife]

Bent over in front of the mirror, I teased her with the tip of my cock. Stroking up and down that tight, wet, married pussy and covering the tip with her wetness.

My right hand was in her hair, grabbing a fistful and holding her head up so she could see her own reflection. Her hands were tied behind her back so I could see the sparkle of the wedding ring.

I held her phone in the other hand and filmed her, ready and waiting for me to use. I was sending the video to two people. Myself and her husband.

I filmed my long, thick cock teasing her, feeling her shake and hearing her moan, desperate to feel me. I moved the camera up and focused on her reflection. Those big eyes nice and wide and her mouth open.

“Say, ‘please’,” I growled.

“Please, Sir,” she gasped.

“You can do better than that,” I continued, as I slid just a little bit deeper inside her.

“Please fuck me, Sir. Fuck me.”

“Beg,” I said calmly as I gave her just a little bit more. Read more »