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Remember Who You Belong To [MF] (CNC)

I walk in to his house, half an hour late for seeing Daddy. As soon as I step in the door, he’s waiting for me, looking pissed. “I’m sorry I’m late daddy, got a bit… tied up with something”

“With who? Kane? I thought I asked you not to sleep with him anymore, then you walk in here, late, getting out of his car?” he says, looking mad.

“Well we were just… hanging out,” I respond, trying not to anger him.

“So if that’s true, then there won’t be any cum in your cunt or panties?” He asks, pulling down my pants and underwear, “Just as I thought. So if this wasn’t him, who gave you this cum baby? Him, or somebody else I haven’t approved to fuck my little slut”. I stay silent, making him smack my ass, hard, “Answer me, slut. Who’s cum is it?”

“…his,” I whisper.

“And who exactly is ‘his’?”

“Kane…”

With that he slaps my face. “I thought you knew better, whore. Maybe I need to remind you who you belong to”. Read more »

Sex with a Vampire (Part 2 of a 4 part Halloween series). [vampire] (I’ll post Parts 3 and 4 tomorrow)

I rolled out of the quaint Kecskemet train station in central Hungary on a 7:30 a.m. train, headed south. I stifled a yawn as I sat back, and watched the cityscape slowly changing to pastoral fields as the train began its day-long trek. The yawn indicated lack of sleep, and not attention, a result of me staying up much of the night having sex with a gorgeous blonde ghost named Barbara. I was still trying to process my memories of that encounter, which apparently started in a dream, and ended in a cool pile of ectoplasm on my bed, and a slight mess on the sheets. I had ducked and run in the morning, skipping breakfast, and getting a cab down to the station, to hop on the train, and leave this spooky scenario in my rear view mirror. Read more »

Sucked off by a succubus (Part 1 of a 4 part Halloween series) [ghost]

I had been travelling by train all day, bound for Istanbul from Paris on a business trip. Exhausted, I disembarked at an older station in Kecskemet, an old style city in the middle of Hungary. I had an overnight here, and then would catch another train in the morning and head southeast toward Szeged and the border with Romania. I checked with the kiosk and was told that the three primary hotels were full (because of a business conference apparently) but that a couple of hostels in an older section of town were available, and pretty nice. The helpful railroad employee picked up the old style telephone and dialed, and spoke in Hungarian, then hung up and turned back to me. “The Red Apple has rooms available. It’s very nice, run by an older couple, not very commercial at all. More like your American bed and breakfasts. Also, probably your cheapest option.” I grinned “Thanks. Do they speak English as well as you?” I asked. He laughed. “Not likely. But they’ll speak well enough to take your credit card and put a meal on the table in front of you. Take that cab over there.” He indicated a rusty old Soviet-era taxi idling on the street. I tipped him a few euros and walked to the cab. Read more »

[FF] First Date, From the Bar to Home and Ravishing Sex!

Julie’s first kiss with a girl wasn’t her last. Our first kiss on the sofa in the wine bar lasted more than a few seconds. I broke our lip-lock, smiled, and relished the taste of her lips. I didn’t want to attract a crowd. She was blushing and smiled back. “That was, mmm, nice,” she whispered, “I want more.” She leaned into me and frenched me again. God her lips were divine. I felt her up as we kissed, squeezing her breasts through her devilishly sexy dress as our tongues touched. Our lips parted. Want to know what happened next? Let’s just say lots of clothes came off! [See for yourself](https://sexualcompass.com/2019/10/30/sex-with-julie-an-all-night-girl-on-girl-affair/)

Little Fucktoy [MF][Bondage]

Tuesday, not much special about it. honestly most Tuesdays I chalk up to failures as far as days go. They’re not as scary as Monday, and don’t give me hope like Thursday or Friday… Nah, tuesday’s normally got nothing to get me going, but today’s a little different. Tonight I’ve got a toy to play with, and she’s been on my mind ever since we booked the hotel.

I arrive on time, and I watch your car pull into the parking lot. Perfect. We exchange greetings and a kiss. Our hands join, but not before I smack your cute, tight ass. You smile at me in your demure way. “Why are you such a whore?” I tease. “Because it’s so much fun!” you grin at me sideways, I concurr. It’s good to have a proper fucktoy around after a long Tuesday. My mind races in anticipation of the evening.

We run through some idle small talk while in earshot of the receptionist, who gives us our key and promptly leaves us alone. I take the chance to run my eyes over you for the millionth time, not that it’ll ever grow old. You’ve got these perfect little tits that are within grabbing distance, and I wrap my hand around one of them as we enter the elevator. Read more »

Tasting Every Inch [FF] of Her

My very first date with another girl! The wine, the lights, her beyond sexy dress covering her even sexier body, all made me more than wet. When we got to my place, clothes came off and my lips ran wild. See all the steamy [details for yourself](https://sexualcompass.com/2019/10/27/my-first-date-with-a-girl-julie-the-new-office-hottie/).

Losing It

I had known Alyssa since we were probably nine or ten years old. She was one of the many girls I knew from the gym. She was also Kassidy’s best friend. They did everything together, school, camp, dating, sports, if you found one of them you probably found the other. Even though Kassidy and I had had a couple of amazing sexual encounters, she actually did have a boyfriend all this time. So a few times when they wanted to go out, and Alyssa didn’t have a date for the night, Kassidy called me to fill in for the night.

How to describe Alyssa. She was beautiful. She stood about 5’2, had long brown hair to just above her butt. She was very athletic and so very slim and toned. You could see the muscles ripple under that skin when she was working out. (Yes, I would watch her work out all the time) She also had great tits. Full and firm, a bit bigger than a lot of girls her age, but not too big. Her legs were long and smooth, and she had an ass that you just wanted to follow all day long. And I got to date her. Read more »

Fuckmeat 14: I become a cum dump

“Sharon?” he says when I pick up the phone. He always asks first, just in case it’s a secretary or, God forbid, my husband answering my mobile.

My tummy flips when I hear his voice. Heat rushes south and my vulva immediately begins to juice.

“Speaking,” I reply, barely able to utter the word because my throat is suddenly clogged with the sexual yearning rising inside me.

“Fuckmeat,” he says, the gross obscenity followed by a number.

The former is the trigger, the code that means I’ll be setting aside my carefully constructed persona as a well-respected, high-flying political executive for the evening ahead. Instead, I’ll make my way to some seedy location – the sites he chooses are always run-down places like abandoned warehouses due for demolition, sleazy, despicable buildings perfect for the corruption that takes place.

The latter is the number of men I can expect to find waiting for me. That afternoon he murmurs the number I’m going to take is fourteen.

Fuckmeat 14. Read more »

Threesome

Before I start I must admit and I’m very sorry to say this, but I think I’m an addict, as I get to my pick when I cheat on my husband. I also enjoy it more when it’s done swiftly; just that alone satisfies my cunt. However, the reason why I’m so attached to this guy is because he is a complete man. No man can do what he does to me; in fact, it’s unspeakable. Anyway I am completely into him.

I always pushed the limits of my sex more than I have. I love to go shopping braless and in grown or shorts and no panties, even flash men with a few open leg shots as I have lunch. Even shoe shopping. I just makes sure it’s a male every time, slips shoes on and off my feet as I asks him each time if he thinks it looks good, love to tease them..;)

Sex in public places also turns me on. We’ve done it in quite a time which I never imagine myself to do with my husband ,out of which most of them are in parking parks in our city at one time or another and there was one time when I was sure we were going to get caught but I think we are lucky. Read more »

A Romantic Beginning

“It’s really cool of you to invite me over,” I say, as we turn onto your street. We met at a bookstore, from where you invited me out for coffee after, and finally here.

“You’re really cool”, she said with a smile and a flirtatious dance in her voice. “And I want to see if you can back up your talk.”

She hauled the old “Rock em Sock em Robots” game out from the closet in her hall after we hung up our coats.

“I can’t believe you still have one of these,” I said with genuine admiration. “You’re going down.”

“All right, tough guy! Let’s go!” She sat down right in the hall and took it out of the box. We were soon gasping for breath, doubled over with laughter, fingers pointing and tears streaming from our eyes. We were laughing so hard, soon we were leaning on each other for support, and all at once our balance tipped and we sprawled onto the hardwood next to each other. Immediately after us both hitting the ground, we were overcome by another wave of breathtaking laughter at our ridiculousness. We laid on the floor, eyes scrunched, hands over our mouths, faces red, trying to surpress the giggles. Read more »