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that taste of vanilla

“The door is unlocked, I’m going go sleep, come over or not” my last text said.

I fell asleep, waking briefly to a noise, I opened my eyes almost forgetting the invitation I extended. I close my eyes with a smile, sigh and snuggle into my blankets. A warm body presses up to my back, arms wrapping around me. No words spoken, just moans from me.

His mouth and tongue find my neck immediately. He claims he doesn’t suck that hard but I know exactly when a mark is left. The scruff of his beard, the feel of his lips on one of my favorite spots, my melt begins. Slowly I begin to wake up, surprised at this tree who’s rolled me onto my back and climbed on top. Even more shocked when he trails kisses to my clit.

Even he was surprised to see how much I can gush with just a tongue on my clit. Sucking, licking, leaving me panting. Bringing me softly to orgasms. A change in pace from times before. His fingers finally entry me after what feels like ages and my hips buck for more. Another orgasm and another until I’m whining about how my sopping wet cunt needs his cock. Read more »

The Beginning

Every time I’m laying in bed, alone, I close my eyes and all I can think of is you. The way you light up my world when you smile at me. The way you smell when you use that perfume I bought you. Your perfect little laugh when I tell a dumb joke. The way your soft, smooth, warm skin feels against mine when we entwine our bodies together. The taste of your lips, the hot sweet wetness between your legs.

I think of you and I ache for you. I remember and I fantasize. I remember every touch, kiss, lick, and drink I’ve experienced of you. And I fantasize of every way I want all of you until the end of my days. Days unfolding into weeks that stretch into years of being able to pleasure and tease and fulfill our desires in a tangle of hot sweaty salty skin. Read more »

[F32/M37] Morning quickie [shower][oral]

We just woke up and while I took my time to emerge, you quickly jumped off the bed and went away. After a few moments of cozy warmth under the blanket, the morning fog started to dissipate and my morning wood made itself quite known. I waited another minute or two thinking you were on your way back, only to be quite disappointed when I heard the shower faucet turn. I started dry humping the duvet, and though it was quite pleasing I couldn’t completely erase the thought of your opulent and wet chest in the bathroom. Thankfully you rarely lock the door and today was not one of those days. I snuck in behind you, making barely any sounds and giving you a bit of a jump scare. You punched me in the chest for revenge but in doing so you also looked down, noticing that my intentions coming here were pretty clear. You came forward to meet me away from the drizzle and planted a kiss on my lips, then, not wasting anytime, you crouched and took my wet cock in your mouth, slurping the tip with your tongue for a few seconds before taking it all. I reveled in those quick zaps every time your lips hit the head, but I didn’t want you to get me too close, so I grabbed you by the shoulders, gently command you to stand and took my turn kneeling between your legs. Thankfully the water did not completely wash out your newly flowing juices, and I got to taste your delicate fruit right away. I ran my tongue up and down your lips, poked your entrance to really get a good lick, and then went back up to say hello to my little friend. I sucked it and licked it, nibbled a little while my hands ran up your legs and tummy to get to massaging my two best friends up there. I quickly brought back a couple of fingers down in your slit to add to my tongue and it wasn’t long before you were arching your back and humping my hand and face. In a tumultuous cavalcade you finally let out a long and strenuous moan, while I could feel your walls undulating around my fingers. Read more »

The First Time She Brought Someone Home [MMF / Cuckolding]

“He’s coming over tonight, and he’s planning on letting you watch. Is that okay?”

The question had come as something of a surprise to me. I was no stranger to my then fiancé having sex with other men. But this was the first time they would be coming to us rather than her going out or the both of us meeting them somewhere. When it came to the idea of them allowing me to watch, I was excited. I loved my fiancé more than anything. And the idea of sharing her excellent body with others made me go absolutely wild. Seeing others enjoy her the same way I did was a fantasy that she had fulfilled on multiple occasions up to this point. But this was the first time they’d be coming to us, and taking her in our very own home.

We had just moved in together, a small trailer we called our own that we shared with our animals. It wasn’t much, but for us it was more than enough. And in that very same bed, the first one we slept together as a couple living together, she would be pounded into the sheets by another man. The thought of it alone made me rock hard. Read more »

Beauty of Consent

Such a word that is so neglected.

Such an action that is so overlooked.

Consent is so beautiful yet so under thanked.

It is an action of trust from a meek heart.

A trust that all need in order to move forward.

It is an action of strong will from one viewed as frail.

For one must be strong in order to consent to the will of another.

But how often is that action thanked?

How often is the action complimented?

That answer…

Every time a Dominant praises his submissive.

Every time a Dominant gives his submissive what they need.

Consent is celebrated within the arms and heart of the kinky.

That is where you’ll find the Beauty of Consent.

The Most amazing Holiday Season Part 2. (MF)

Christmas day came and passed quickly. Max and me using every second we had to get together, kissing in the night while my family was asleep, out in the woods while skiing, and in the shower when we came back home. And now it was new years eve. About 30 minutes left till it was midnight. We were all outside sitting around a campfire, some music was on in the background. We danced, talked enjoyed some amazing food, and just enjoyed our time. Max and I were in the meantime always looking at each other, we couldn’t keep our hands away whenever we were close so there were some subtle touches here and there.

The time passed on faster and faster, and I excused myself to go to the bathroom because I wasn’t “feeling well” after I said that I made sure to have eye contact with max who seemed who had gotten my way of thinking. Shortly after he excused himself as well saying that he would go check on me, of course, he got some comments from my brother but those got straight up ignored. The knock on the bathroom door was my signal and I opened it. Standing there in only a nice red Christmassy bra with matching panties and he smiled before quickly entering and locking the door behind him. Read more »

The Attic – A Ghost Story, Part III (MF, F/F, Incest[S/S], incest voyeurism[D/F,D/M], anal)

Thank you for your kind comments! They make this even more fun than it already is…

This part picks up immediately after Part II ends. I hope (fingers crossed) to post the next two parts over the holiday weekend.

The Attic – A Ghost Story, Part III

“Ya think?,” Lila said. “We just got turned on by watching our twin daughters having sex and we followed it up with earth-shattering sex of our own. We sure as hell need to talk.”

“I think there’s more going on here than just that.”

“What do you mean?”

I sighed. I had been married to this woman for over two decades. We knew each other intimately. We knew each other’s thoughts, each other’s deepest fears, each other’s fantasies. There was no way I could withhold what I experienced just an hour before.

“Something happened up in the attic, right before I came into the bathroom when you were in the tub.”

I trailed off and took a deep breath. Lila looked concerned.

“You okay?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” I said. I reached up and turned on the light, holding out my wrists. The rope burns were still visible. Read more »

Zoe’s bartending training. [M/F]

Zoe was devastated when she lost her job due to Covid from the local factory, where she had worked as an office secretary since leaving high school. It was all she’d known for the last 9 years, and now she found herself just turned 27, unemployed with no savings and a sizeable credit card bill to unforseen medical bills.

After a fruitless morning at the unemployment office, she was walking dejectedly back through town towards her car. When in the window of one of the more trendy bars, she saw a poster advertising for bar staff. Zoe couldn’t believe her luck. She often frequented the bar in the evenings, and getting a job there would be the coolest thing ever!

After a short interview with the bar manager called Dave, where Zoe lied about her bar experience, she was offered the job, starting that coming Saturday. Zoe was thrilled and spent the rest of the afternoon on Facebook bragging to her friends about her new job. Read more »

Best friends do it better. [m37/f25] [FWB]

Hey, first-time poster here. If you have any suggestions on how to make it better, feel free to let me know. Sorry it’s long.

The night had started off as it normally would for a guy like me. I went to work cleaning my house waiting for my friend Katherine to come over for drinks. Now Katherine and I have a special kind of connection, one that surpasses normal friends by leaps and bounds. Always flirty, mostly sexual and of course, really deep. But recently, we have agreed to stop having sex due to her starting to see another guy.

As she arrived, she looked amazing as always. I could feel my cock twitch just looking her up and down from her strawberry blonde hair down to her amazing legs. As she was taking off her coat and making small talk my eyes were drawn to her amazing ass. Not listening fully I couldn’t help but interrupt.

“You’ve been keeping up with your squats haven’t you?”

She laughed and said “Of course you would notice that right off the bat. Although to be honest I wore these jeans to showcase it. ” Read more »

How I lost my virginity to a girl who caught me masturbating in the woods. Chapter 6. Crystal and I get a weekend alone. [M/F 18]

In the morning, Crystal’s dad’s customers were leaving the camp to head home. Crystal’s dad and mom had a huge 4WD van outfitted to carry their customers, so the two of them were about to drive the family back to town and they would fly out the next day. Crystal and I were going to be left behind to clean up the camp. Before they left, the dad came up to Crystal and me, as we packed some equipment together and he handed each one of us a big stack of bills.

After the family was loaded in the van, Crystal’s dad came over to us and said, “You two did a good job keeping your hands off each other. I don’t think the family could tell you were dating.” He did not know how much we had our hands on each other.

As soon as everyone was out of sight, Crystal and I hugged and kissed for a long time. Crystal said, “I’m so tired babe. I got like no sleep this weekend. Let’s just pack some things and get out of here.” Read more »