Holy fuck. I don’t know how it’s possible for the sex to continue to get better because it was wonderful from the start. I came so many times I was exhausted and he held me as I continued to spasm from aftershocks. Every time he touched me again I’d go right back into another rolling orgasm that had my legs quivering. We laid in a puddle, panting. It was so intense that I began to cry as he held me. I sobbed into his chest, feeling the aftershocks. I was overcome with love and gratitude for having him in my world and it came out in the form of tears. He stayed inside of me after he came, held me tightly. I cried because I was so overwhelmed with the level of intimacy. It was too much to take in. Any time we shifted a bit the waves of pleasure would hit me again and I’d moan uncontrollably. He felt so good inside of me I didn’t want to pull away. We laid like that for a long time. I held his face and kissed him a hundred times over, caressing the back of his head, his neck, his cheek. He touched me with such care, such intent. Our eyes met many times and I challenged myself to hold his gaze. It’s hard for me to hold it for too long because it sends me to a precipitous place. I linger in his gaze as long as I dare, then closed my eyes and burrowed into his chest, holding him tightly.
Category: Erotica
A Fun Day With Daddy Pt.2
We both awaken from our nap, your head still on my chest, my hand at the nape of your neck from where I was stroking it through your hair. Our eyes meet with a grin across the face and knowing that we have nothing to do except to concentrate on one another and satisfy our hunger all day. You lift your head from my chest exposing your curves and body to me as the light hits you just right. Wiping your eyes as I watch you with the intricacies of taking you again. My cock begins to harden as I reach down and begin to stroke it and your eyes widen as watching how it grows in my hand. I smirk at you and move my hand away from my hardness as it stands fully erect and grabs you by your kissed purple thighs and without a breath escaping slam you down on it and instantly sinking inside of you. Your body tenses up but then loosens up to my rhythm as you grow wetter with each time you take me inside your pink canal.
I tighten my grip now with both hands now on your thighs digging my fingers into the darkest kisses and you let out a scream of pain and pleasure and I snicker to myself as I pummel and shatter your insides. I lean up from my position and take one of your breasts in my hand and cup it and without hesitation slapping it which sends a wave through your body and feel you clench around my cock. When you clench causing my piercings to barb your inner walls. It’s the sensory overload between the sting of your breast being smacked and my piercings and all you can do is whimper. Moving across your chest and cupping your breast and repeat with a loud smack echoing in the room and you moan out again. I alternate between both turning your flesh from the porcelain kissed to that of pink, to light red, to red stopping short as to squeeze them with my strong hands which leads you to scream. “Scream all you want babygirl, they make me want to hurt you even more!” exclaiming as I dig my fingertips into your skin. Tears begin to show from your eyes and then to little streams but you beg for me to continue. You ride me so well and not losing your focus amongst the pain you feel making me so proud of you. You look so beautiful with those tears in your eyes I remark only to get a grin from you as a tear drops from your chin and onto my chest as you slam down on me again. “I’m going to cum” you mumble out as I can tell and feel it as well your walls tighten around me inside of you and your panting giving it away too.
I tell you to open your eyes and look into mine. You struggle as with the tears in your eyes to make eye contact at first also as trying not to explode all over my cock and stomach. “P-p-please let me cum” you begin to stutter. I move one hand away from your breast and immediately to your throat with a firm grip and push you back and into the mattress your head goes. “You will cum when I am done with you!” I exclaim as it spits from my lips. “Just because I let you on top doesn’t mean I still don’t have the control” and pull out and thrust back into you. Your walls trembling and quaking knowing how badly this orgasm will be so I reach down with my other hand and pinch your clit between my thumb and index finger the whole time eyes on you. “You want to cum my little slut… you will when I release your throat and your clit. Are you ready?” Under your panting breath “Yes Daddy” and I continue to fuck you harder, deeper, faster. I feel my cock tensing as well as we are going to match orgasms. I pull out and push back in and repeat. With my final thrust release of your clit and throat feeling your walls collapse and my cock explode deep inside of you as your wave crashes and rips through your body and over my cock ad we share the same orgasm and our souls dance together. I growl out and continue to fill you up not letting one drop leave your body and your canal. Leaning down and placing a kiss on your forehead and one on your lips and with a bite and a pull to the bottom one replying to your labored breathing whispering “Mine”” while you exhale and breathe “yours” I caress your cheek and whisper in your ear “you’re my good girl, my babygirl, my bestest and most wonderful” I
pull away from you and again pull you to my chest for another intermission.
[Quick read] Female perspective memoir “I’m always glad to be a hostage for you and then to have your cum ooze out of me throughout the day.” [spreader bar] [cunnilingus] [prone bone][creampie]
There I am..
Spread.
Wide.
EXTRA wide.
These little black cuffs are around my legs, just underneath the knee. Laid out on my back with them resting down on the bed. The metal bar in between them was really cold and it was the only thing keeping me from closing my legs. No point in even trying to close them. Every attempt just pulled at the cuffs which just made them hurt. I’m spread to the max setting. You wanted me helpless and open for you. Which is exactly what you got.
You start out slow with, being gentle and so attentive. Thank god because being this exposed yet restrained at the same time has made me very sensitive. Not sure if it was from excitement or nerves. I honestly had never done this before…surrendering so much to someone.
You patiently licked and kissed my clit. My legs automatically try to close and they didn’t budge, immediately remembered that they aren’t going anywhere. You’re putting slight pressure going up and flicking past my little sweet spot. Doing it again..and again…and again. Making my hips rock back and forth trying to meet you there, holding my breath the few moments before you hit it again.
The Evolution of a Hotwife [mFm]
It’s funny how you can end up with a partner where each of you has some vaguely undefined aspect to your sexuality that when combined with the other, and teased out over time becomes a dominant theme in your sex life. Perhaps a little like the synergy of a Bonnie & Clyde.
In my case, I’ve always found the raw sexuality and uncensored lust of my girlfriend to be a big turn on. Creating a safe environment where she is free to express those fantasies and now actually act on them has taken our relationship to new and uncharted heights.
It started out with provocative “truth or dare” texts, the exchange of titillating “selfies”, and in some cases a recounting and sharing of some of our past sexual experiences.
This evolved into our visiting on occasion a sex club where we had sex in front of other people, and watched other people having sex in front of us. I think we were both surprised by how powerful the exhibitionist aspect of this was even relative to the voyeuristic aspect.
A letter after a date, part 2.
Your sweet smell of roses was all the way my room, your clothes on the floor, except your white bra and your undies. You sat on my bed, smiling and inviting me close to your with your finger and your eyes, full of lust. As soon i sat next to you, you pressed your body against mine, giving me a long deep kiss holding my face: i could feel your bra fabric on my skin, and as i looked down, i saw your breast almost slipping out of it. I held your hips as we kissed, keeping you as close as i can, with your hand moving down my body, reaching my bulge and poking it.
A devilish smile was on your mouth, and with your calm voice you invited me to unhook your bra. I did it as you say, and quickly that useless cloth was replaced by my hands, grabbing and covering your pink, round small areolas. You let out a little moan, and quickly grabbed my dick, hard as marble thanks to your sensuality. You started stroking it, gently, as i gently fondle your breasts. Your eyes looking at me, then down, while you picked up your pace.
You stopped for a second. Your hand on my black, short hair, your voice calmly telling me to suck you.
You looked calm, bjt your breathing was deeping each second of that encounter, where all your needs would be satisfied.
Wife to Hubby and His Brother.
I have been like a wife for my brother in law for over a decade. Everything except one of the fun things about marriage, the sex. After seeing him be used by many women, my husband suggested to him that I receive more benefits from this one-sided relationship. He is aware of some of the things my husband and I have done in the past, so he would occasionally make comments to me or my husband about being involved. After much discussion between us, my husband sent him a message asking him if he needed a release. Thus began the second husband relationship. I went down to his house. He gave me an amazing body massage, and with a muscle autoimmune problem, it was twice as wonderful! After my massage, he slowly began to kiss my body. He then took my pants off and gave me much needed orgasm. After wiping his face off, he then proceeded to undress. He then took his time, giving me all of him. After he unloaded in me, we conversed for a while. I came back home and showed my husband my “gift.” He was beyond pleased because it had been a while since we had done anything of that nature. He then proceeded to make love to me, sloppy mess and all! It helped bring us closer together, all of us. I ran some errands today with my second husband. We talked about our arrangement. We are all in agreement with our situation, and I can’t wait to go back tonight for another “body rub.”
Hot For Teacher Part 5
This was the most time we had gotten to spend together alone and we were both enjoying it. He flipped through channels on the tv and a very steamy movie scene came across the screen. We both started watching and he reached to caress my body while we watched. I reached down and stroked his cock. He nibbled on the back of my neck and I rolled on to my side. My ass towards him and my hand between us stroking his hard cock. His hands explored my tender breasts, I jumped slightly as he pinched my sore nipples. “I’ll be gentler with these, they are sensitive enough, but I want to take you again. I need to fuck you. I want you to feel me inside you.”
In response I pulled my hand away and pushed my ass into his cock. He reached down and started playing with my pussy lips. I trim my bikini area and leave a little there, enough to pinch and pull. Blonde pussy hair looks sexy, and he likes it. He is pulling my pubic hair and grinding his cock into my ass. My pussy starts to drip on to his fingers.
The time I got fucked at the Olympic Village
“Good evening! Are you here to check-in?”
I blinked my eyes groggily at the chipper voice behind the reception desk. A young woman stood there, smiling at me patiently.
“Sorry, yeah,” I eventually replied, my brain moving in a fog.
“What’s the name the booking is under?”
“My name?”
“Yes, Madam,” she replied with infinite tolerance. Her voice was flecked with a slight French accent.
“Sorry, I’m a bit jet-lagged,” I shook my head, grinning sheepishly. “I flew in from Sydney.”
“Do not worry, Madam, all of our rooms are equipped with blackout curtains so you may rest for as long as you need,” she smiled. “What was the name of the booking, please?”
“Oh! Yeah, sorry,” I apologise. “It’s under Sarah Williams.”
The receptionist taps her computer, looking me up.
“Ah!” she says, turning the gigawatts up on her smile. “You are in room 216, here you are.”
She hands across a sleek, matte room key.
“Your bunkmate has already arrived,” she informs me and then rushes to say, “but she should be sleeping.”
My shoulders sag in relief; my brain was basically mush and the last thing I wanted was to socialise.
reconnected with my (F23) old fwb
reconnect with my old fwb
So there is this guy who I think is very handsom. And just realy hot. Years ago we had sex sometimes and we did a lot of sexting.
And if I am totally honest to myself… he was a little bid of a bad guy. He ignored me, only texted me back when he was horny. Whenever he was horny he demanded me to send him nudes. And if I didn’t do it he punesed me by ignoring me when I was horny. And also when we had sex he was rough. Abused my tits, throat fuck me and spanked me. But somehow I still have somekind of weekness for him.
He moved away and I got other play mates so we drifted apart. Sometimes we had a little bit of fun sexting but then we did not talk for months.
But some weeks ago I visited the city he lives in now. And when I made a snapchat about arriving there his name poped up, and I hasitated for a second but then also did send the foto to him. It took 5 second before I got a notification that he was typing.
[MFF] Trip abroad with wife [F45] gets interesting when we meet an old friend [F44]
So I am officially getting old. I am turning 50 this year. That also means that many of my childhood and college friends are, too.
I have never been one to make a big deal about birthdays, and most of my friends haven’t made big deals about their birthdays, at least since 21. Fifty seems to be one that is different. Some of us plan to do nothing, and others want to pull out all of the stops. One invited a bunch of us to join a safari and Kilimanjaro climb. Sadly, didn’t work with my schedule. Others are throwing bashes that resemble a large wedding reception. Some want to go to Vegas or Cabo for a weekend.
My college best friend/ roommate planned a trip to Thailand. Surprisingly, 17 of his friends and about 10 of his family members made the trip. It is not easy or cheap to get to Thailand, and this was early December, right in the middle of the holidays. So I didn’t expect that many to attend.