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This happened exactly two years ago in Raleigh NC. I wrote it up a few days after it happened. I neglected to put in my first story that we are both Caucasian (she’s part Mexican), I’m 5’10”, she’s 5’6″. We are both in excellent shape, workout a ton etc.
I appreciate any positive comments. Let me know if you like it.
I’ve stumbled upon a wide variety of fetishes during my history of fucking. I’ve played both the dominant and the submissive role. I’ve degraded women with horrendous insults when they’ve asked me to. I’ve had more than a finger in my ass. I once pretended I was Batman and it wasn’t *my* idea to do so.
I’m saying I’ve had some interesting sex, basically.
Generally speaking, I don’t feel a lot of shame for trying new stuff. I might think it’s sort of funny sometimes, and I might decide afterwards that it isn’t my proverbial *jam*, but overall I’m not going to shit on somebody’s sex parade. If you like it when I call you a kitty princess and stroke your fake cat ears while you blow me – well, that’s fucking weird, but it’s not like it hurts me to entertain the thing that helps get you off. Call me a pathetic loser with a tiny dick and laugh at me while you put your feet up on me like an ottoman – whatever, as long as we both orgasm at some point in this process. This ain’t my first rodeo…I’ve been tied up before.
I’m bringing this up again because today we are getting together to make a custom video…
So I have a friend, I won’t get into it how we all started this venture, a story for another day. But I guess I have a small confession to make. So our rule is to never have sex with each other just to have sex… well I guess it’s more her rule than mine, and it was created to preserve our friendship. The rule is we only have sex if the camera is on and we’re going to make money.
I think the entire relationship with Emily lasted 3-4 months, but it was hot.
One Thursday night I changed at her apartment, before we went to our adult kickball league. We were talking about the day, but I couldn’t stop watching her get undressed. She usually wore spandex booty shorts to play, and was sliding out of her panties before putting them on.
Using them like a rubber band, she flung them at me, and I made sure to take a sniff after I caught them. They were a dark purple thong, with lace on the band. The crotch felt like silk, and there was a little white spot inside.
“Put them on.”
“What?”
“Put them on. I want to see what you look like in my thong.”
The waistband was tight, but I was able to get them on. My dick and half a sack were hanging out, but the thong wasn’t uncomfortable in my ass crack.
I tried tucking my junk and dancing for her.
“Wear those tonight. I want you to wear my thong to the game.”
One of the most common questions we get in the comments section and PMs is how did we get into this lifestyle. Or more specifically how did my husband talk me into it. So here’s how it happened…
When I was 22, I worked in retail and had been dating my husband for 4 years. I guess you could say our relationship was in a bit of a rut for the first time. We were starting to take each other for granted a bit. Around that time, the company I worked for hired a new manager for our store. He was a cute, single 29 year old guy. We immediately hit it off and I was loving all the attention he’d give me. One day he found out that I liked to smoke pot. He started telling me that he gets “the best shit” and that I should come over and smoke with him sometime.
Lisa I think was totally married. So we’d fuck kinda not really often.
I was starting to see this girl that lived by the beach. Some stories can be found here.
Kate and I ended up moving out together then calling it quits. So now I was single for the most part and had a few options. Moved in with some other friends. And met this chick at a bar celebrating a buddy’s birthday.
My buddy is from out of town and a good dude. We eiffeled this one chick we pulled from a bar in his hometown.
I get to the dive bar and I have pregamed so I am just chillin. I order a drink and some of his other buddies are being loud and rowdy. One of them is this chick. She is pretty tall. Probs c-cup titties. Has a pin-up girl vibe to her look. Black hair and blue eyes covered by black rimmed glasses. She is just laughing and carrying on and what have you. Cool. We have met a couple times before over the years. She has been on and off with some other dudes I don’t really know or give a shit about. We start talking and the night gets later. Close to last call it pretty much just my buddy, his on and off again old lady, this girl, me and probs a few scattered others.
I just wanted to tell him I really enjoyed his story, comment on a few things, and ask a few questions. If he doesn’t see this, could someone who knows it message me the username? (I couldn’t find the story via search and it was relatively new and not in feed.) Thank you.
This is fresh and It just happened.
So my good friends from high school C and K in the past would have 3somes with me, I was the only one that was allowed into their relationship. I moved and a few years later they called me and asked me to be his best man at his wedding. I went to their wedding and gave my speech; I obviously didn’t mention our previous arrangements and I flew back to my residence. A couple days later they moved to my state and town. At the time I was in a relationship and his wife and my girlfriend did not get along. Because of this I rarely visited and we lived 20 minutes away from each other. 3 years later they buy a house and ask me to rent out one of their rooms because I wanted to move out of my current place anyway.
My boyfriend and I are in a long distance relationship which means our sexual interactions are far and few between, at least when compared to the average couple. This means that when we do actually see each other we try to make the most of it.
On this particular visit we had decided to get an early start bringing me back to my family (we meet halfway because the drive is too long to do twice in one day) and due to our rushed departure hadn’t had our usual last good fucking before heading off. This meant that the car ride was full of sexual tension.
Seriously, I hadn’t want his cock more than I did during that car ride before that day.
Throughout the car ride he was joking with me. Saying how we didn’t do anything to finish the trips like we normally do and claiming that I never get horny.
This frustrated me like it always does, and I kept giving him sideways glances, trying to convince myself that I could prove him wrong somehow. He caught on to what I was thinking and looked over at me.
“ Do you wanna taste my cock one more time before you go slut?”
Once he said that I smiled at him and unbuckled my seat belt, unzipping his pants and pulling out his big thick cock. I immediately put the tip to my lips and ran them over it. Loving the soft skin against my mouth.
God I wanted his cock so badly.
I began to run my tongue across it, lightly sucking on the tip and then working my way down the shaft. I wanted his cock to not just be in my mouth but in my throat.
I began to move up and down his cock faster, bringing it into my warm wet mouth as far as I could.
I could taste the sweet salty taste of his precum at the back of my throat and it made me want him even more.
My mouth was meant to be a source of pleasure for this massive thick cock, and I was obsessed with it. I wanted to be owned by this cock. To be filled by his cum.
I wanted to be used.
I was his slut.
While sucking his cock he would reach over me and play with my ass. Grabbing it and spreading my ass. Soon he was playing with my clit and rubbing my pussy. God it felt good to have his hands there.
Over the trip I had learned to deepthroat his cock, and I wanted to see if I could surprise him by doing it in the car. The wetter I made it the easier it could get it into my throat.
When it finally went down I felt him place his hand on the back of my head, holding me in place while also letting out a moan of pleasure. My heart was beating fast as I found it hard to breathe with his cock shoved down my throat. But I loved it, knowing that he was in control.
I finished sucking his dick, and as we readjusted ourselves I smiled to myself, loving the taste of his cock that was still fresh in my mouth. We both knew that just sucking his dick wasn’t going to be enough and as we grew nearer to the meeting place I couldn’t help but get excited to realize we were a good 40 minutes early. He suggested that we find a lake or something like that, somewhere we could potentially get some alone time, and after a bit of searching we found one that was twenty minutes up the road.
The lake was typical of a little lake in the mountains, and since it was summer there were lots of kayaking families, and old men fishing out in their boats. We drove around the top part of the lake and found what we thought would be a good spot to get some privacy. But there were too many people nearby and cars kept passing by. We tried kissing a few times, but at the risk of being seen we couldn’t get much farther than that.
We decided to drive around where I thought I saw some parking, and after finding a successful spot we got out of the car and headed down a fairly dense looking trail, hoping there wouldn’t be any other people on it.
We walked for a good five or ten minutes, and you could hear the various families out on the water, but the trees hid us from them.
Eventually we came to a bit of a clearing on the path and he turned to me, placing his hands near my waist and pulling me in for a kiss. Quickly the sexual tensions that had been so high before rose again and I couldn’t get enough of him. His hands on me, his lips on mine, or on my neck sending shivers up and down my spine. His hands reached down and grabbed my ass, pulling me in towards him,
“You’re my little slut, and I’m going to fuck you right here in the woods, where no one can hear you”, he said, then spreading my ass and causing me to gasp.
“You like that you little slut?”
“Yes SIr”, I said. The pain of it driving me even more crazy.
“You going to suck your Master’s cock now slut?”
And before I could really answer he had already forced me to my knees and was pulling out his cock for me to suck. I obeyed, loving the taste of his smooth warm cock on my tongue.
“Now get it nice and wet slut” he commanded, holding my hair back from my face. I ran my lips and tongue across his cock, spitting on it and using my hand to make sure my Master’s cock was nice and wet.
Suddenly he grabbed my hair more forcefully and began thrusting into my mouth, his cock hitting the back of my throat making me gag and covering it with even more spit.
He began to fuck my face, and I loved knowing that he was using my mouth the way that it is meant to be used, as a way for my Master to get off.
Just as I thought I was at my limit he shoved his cock into my throat, forcing himself in so deep that I reached the base, and then held me there so I couldn’t escape.
I loved the feeling of his cock in my throat, and I could feel my pussy aching to be filled by his huge cock. I needed his cock in me.
When he let me go, he forced me to my feet and pushed my against a tree, reaching under my skirt and pulling down my panties he then began to rub my clit. I let out a light moan as his fingers neared my hole. I just wanted him inside me more then anything.
As he shoved his fingers inside I felt a rush of pleasure go through me, but it wasn’t enough.
He fingered me faster and faster, and I could feel the urge to cum building in me, god it felt so good to finally have my pussy used by my Master.
He slowly pulled his fingers out and I let out a disappointed sigh, to which he replied with by smirking and pulling my hair, forcing me to arch my back.
That’s when I felt his cock between my legs, and I could feel it rubbing against my wet pussy, teasing me.
As he began to enter me I moaned again, loving how it felt to have his thick cock stretching out my pussy. He went slowly at first, pushing in as far as he could go then drawing back, again teasing me with how good it felt to have him inside me. I wanted him to fuck me harder, my muscles clenching every time he almost pulled out, as if they could somehow keep him inside. Eventually he began to move faster, and I moaned again, bracing myself against the tree and he pounded into me. It felt so good to be used like this, out in the woods with my Master’s cock slamming into me again and again. I could feel the pleasure building inside me and I moaned again. “Please Sir, May I Cum” I begged,
He responded with a firm “No” and began to fuck me even harder.
I left out a quick “Fuck” as I felt myself getting closer and closer
“Please Master, please may I cum” I said, my voice now more frantic.
He finally responded with a yes, and just as I let go I felt his warm cum fill my pussy and heard him moan. We both stood there, my pussy still tight, making me squirm as the pleasure continued to run throughout me. I clenched my pussy around his cock as if I was milking every last drop of the cum from him.
Eventually he pulled out and I pulled my panties up quickly, not wanting to lose any of his warm cum that was now deep inside me.
My boyfriend and I tried a little game. I asked him to type up his best sexual experience for me while I slowly teased him with my mouth. It ended up being a shit ton of fun! He described all of it outloud while he wrote it and got insanely turned on. I thought it might be fun to share! Enjoy.
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