My Soft Dom [MF]

J just left. I hadn’t seen him in months. He is sorta my soft dom. Massive Superman dick energy without a really big dick. He does MMA. More powerful than the muscle guys I often have but not as cut.
I answered the door in my yellow dress. He was wearing a tight t-shirt that emphasized his massive powerful chest. I led him into the bedroom.
We kissed and lay down as we caressed each other’s chests. I shook a bit as he squeezed and pulled my nipples. He said he loves my tits. I moved my hand down to stroke his cock through his jeans. He unzipped them and pulled out his cock. I pounced on it immediately, licked up the side, took it in my mouth, swirled my tongue around the head, and took it deep in my throat. He grabbed my head with both hands to control me, and I was happy to submit and please him. I flicked my tongue as I bobbed up and down with his cock deep in my throat. I came up and undid his belt so he could take off his jeans and give me better access to that intoxicating cock. I took him deeper into my throat, and he said it was good.
He told me to lay down beside him. He put one hand on my pussy and the other on my breast and told me to tell him when I was about to cum and then not cum until I had permission.
He rubbed my clit and squeezed my nipple. Within a minute I told him I was about to cum. He told me I couldn’t yet, and I whimpered as he continued to pleasure me. He ran his finger through my slick wet pussy, and I bit my lip holding back my orgasm. Then he suddenly thrust his finger inside me, and I moaned, threw my head back, and shook as I came
He moved back to my clit and brought me to the edge again. I whimpered as he teased me, running his finger around my opening, back to my clit, and down my pussy again. Two fingers this time. I moaned, and he told me to shut up.
Back to my clit and then up and down my pussy. I bit my lip, holding back all sound, as I fought not to cum. He went inside again and didn’t come back out. I arched my back and came again and again as he went at my g spot. He pounded me with his hand. I rocked back and forth as I came, the only sound in the room the wet noises from his fingers in my pussy.
“My turn.”
I attacked his cock with my lips and tongue, fast and hard, then took him deep into my throat again, bobbing up and down and working my tongue along his shaft.
He told me to lay down.
He put his cock inside me, and I threw back my head in ecstasy. He pounded me, and the only sound I made was a gasp with each stroke. I looked into his eyes, and he softly slapped my face to the side and held it down.
He told me to turn around, said he loves my pussy as he stuck his cock inside me, and pounded me from behind, even harder. I braced myself and moved in time with his powerful strokes. He pulled my hair, grabbed my tit, and grabbed me by the throat, never breaking stride.
He pulled out and told me to suck his cock again, and I complied. The condom had left it tasting like banana.
He told me to get on top and make him cum. He pulled down both straps of my dress, squeezed my breasts, and pulled my nipples as I rode him. He stroked my hair and said he loves it, too. I came over and over, fighting to continue thrusting onto him as the waves of pleasure sapped my strength and coordination. He went harder at my breasts, and I came again and again.
He threw me down and pounded me again. I gasped with each stroke but kept silent. He told me he was about to finish, and I told him to cum anywhere he wanted. He gave a final few punishing thrusts and then pulled out and ripped off the condom. He leaned back and sprayed his cum across my body, from hipbone to nipple, all over my yellow dress.
I asked if I could lick him clean.
We lay together and chatted for a while as I kissed his body up and down, from pecs to cock and back again.
He said he was leaving.
I gave his cock a final kiss goodbye before he got dressed.

The Best Lay of My Life [MF]

M almost didn’t come up.

I live in a red light district, and he was alarmed at the number of sex workers around my building. He thought I was scamming him. I managed to convince him to come up with a selfie of me in my lingerie.

Thank God I did.

He broke out the green, gave me some for my pipe, and rolled a spliff. We smoked and talked. He rolled a second spliff. He kissed me hard but said we should finish smoking before moving to the bedroom.

Then he touched me.

The very first thing he did was lift my hood and directly stimulate my clit, softly at first and then harder and harder as I quivered and moaned.

He put in a finger. Another. Another. He went after my g-spot with strokes like hummingbird wings. He pounded me with with hand. I screamed. I squirted for only the second time in my life. He wouldn’t stop. Again, he lifted my hood and licked my clit. Played with it with his teeth. Rubbed it harder and harder and harder while I rolled around.

Then we moved to the bedroom.

From the beach house to my bed at 1am [FFM]

One late evening, I was swiping through Tinder.

I matched with a hot white guy, and we started talking. Turns out he was looking for a unicorn to join him and his girlfriend.

I was game.

He said he’d work on getting his girlfriend to say yes. Kept messaging updates. Got her in the shower with a glass of wine, etc. Finally she said yes.

At midnight.

They drove from their beach house to my place in the city and arrived about one.

We chatted just a bit over the rest of the wine. He put his hand on my thigh. He asked to kiss me. I asked to kiss her.

We had an amazing time.

My favorite part of threesomes is making women scream. At least four fingers, more if I can.

I had her screaming, doing gymnastics, Exorcist-crawling all over the bed.

As we were laying together afterwards, he asked her if she had cum.

“Yeah, like three times!”

He was nice and big and a pretty good lay, too, but I’ll never forget her.

As they were leaving, I heard her say to him, “Oh my god, HER HANDS.”

This weekend: three nights, three guys

Three guys this weekend.

On Friday night, I had a new guy, Ben.

Before kissing: “You’re gonna teach me how to eat pussy, right?”

He did not need much teaching. His previous girlfriends didn’t appreciate head, and he loves it.

After a good fuck (during doggy style, he wanted to move to where he could stand up for better mobility) and great facial: “Could you sit on my face?”

Yes, sir, I sure can.

Boy loves the pussy. He did an amazing job.

Then another fuck. He came on my tits.

We cuddled and talked. He likes big butts because with small girls, doggy style feels like bone hitting on bone.

Then a third time.

Then he went home.

Saturday night was Mike.

Had to have a short talk with Mike. He stopped thrusting for kissy time. Literally dried me up. So now he knows kisses are for cuddling time and sex is for fucking.

Sucked him dry when he came.

Sunday was Allen.

Allen was interesting. No kissing. Very little thrusting. Hand-fucks like a lesbian.

He fingered me for forever, and I came so hard so many times.

Epic Week

I started using Tinder three years ago after I got manic after saving my friend from a suicide attempt. My goal was a harem. I Tindered and Tindered and Tindered, but I couldn’t get anyone hooked.

Eventually, I evened out and spend more time with friends than Tindering. I stopped it altogether.

Then this January I got a bit manic from quitting drinking, so back on Tinder. My bio is just “I am looking for a FWB.”

They’re all coming back.

Because I started filming. Everyone says yes to filming, and they all want more.

And we’re all genuinely friends. It’s actually FWB.

I have almost 10 guys to send my nudes to.

My epic week started on Sunday. A Tinder friend, Richard, came over. We fucked. He came pretty quickly. Then he asked if I want another.

“Another round?”

“Another guy. I can call my friend.”

“What?!”

“Do you want two? I can call two friends.”

“I cannot believe this is happening. Yes, yes, call them.”

I fucked all three. Got a facial. Deepthroated a perfect long cock. Sucked two cocks at the same time while a third guy filmed. Just absolutely amazing.

I said thank you for the facial, and then he fucked me in the ass [MF]

My FWB came over to smoke and chill. We planned to watch a movie instead of fuck because I’m on my period.

That is not what happened.

I had been sexting in class all day with another FWB (no one knows teacher’s a slut) and was incredibly turned on all day.

My FWB kissed me, electrifying my body. I pulled him towards me and kissed him harder. He pulled out his hard cock, and I stroked it and quivered with delight.

I pulled him onto the bedroom and onto the bed.

He facefucked me. I came.

He gave me a facial. I sucked him dry, came again, smiled, and thanked him.

We lay down to relax. Then I had an idea.

I love POV, so I have a video of me sucking my favorite BBC.

I asked my FWB to watch the video while I blew him again, with BBC technique for a different experience (mostly just the head because I can’t fit that much of a cock the size of a bottle in my mouth).

Then I asked him to fuck me hard in the ass. I asked him to start gently and go harder when I asked for it.

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Hot fireman/masseur brought me a rose and then fucked me in the ass, so I hooked him up with my friend because I can’t be selfish and keep him all for myself [FM]

I was swiping on Tinder and saw a guy with a gorgeous face. Went through his pictures and saw a hot body and a pic of him in his fireman uniform.

Fucking a fireman is my dream. Who wouldn’t fuck a hot fireman?

We matched and then chatted a bit. He was very polite. I mentioned that I like filming and asked if he’d be up for it. He was enthusiastic. I invited him over.

He showed up with a purple rose for me.

As we were chatting, he mentioned that he worked as a masseur while he was doing a working holiday in Australia. He asked if I had any oil so he could give me a proper massage. I broke out the coconut oil.

He gave me an excellent massage. He worked up to my inner thighs and teased me. The massage was nice, but all I wanted was for him to fuck me proper.

And then he did. It was amazing. And since he’d filmed with an ex, he knew how to work camera angles.

My Micropenis Gangbang

There is a bottle of scotch in a place of honor on my shelves. As a souvenir of one of the best nights of my life, it is precious to me.

I met Jim on Tinder. He came over a few times. Sex was good. Conversation was good. He didn’t try to spend the night.

One day, he texted, “Can I bring a friend?”
“Yes!”
“Can I bring two friends?”
“OMG yes!!!”

We met in the park so I could make sure I was comfortable around them before bringing them up to my flat. They brought a nice bottle of scotch and some cups, and were relaxed and chatted until the mosquitoes were too much.

Then we went upstairs.

It was absolutely wonderful. I always cum a lot, but this was different. I came so much I was dizzy and disoriented. I lay there in, having orgasm after orgasm because I was getting stimulation from THREE MEN AT THE SAME TIME. It was like a dream, both the experience and the memory.

However, not everything was fully functional. Hence the name, “My Micropenis Gangbang.”

One guy was having trouble keeping an erection and kept watching porn in the corner.