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[MF][FF] Taken by the Invaders, part 3

Maria gasped beneath Odhan as he slid inside of her, sweat dripping off his bronzed flesh, their shared tent dimply lit by a few candles. Maria herself was drenched in sweat as well. She looked up at him, at his wild green cat’s eyes, his tiny smirk, and then, gasping, looked the length of her body, between her legs, to see him sliding in and out of her, slowly. Just seeing that, seeing his length, and feeling it, as it slowly filled her up, nearly sent her over the edge, and she threw her head back and cried out in pleasure, knowing that the other people in the camp could hear her, not caring.

This had been her life for the past week. The Dragon-men had not moved their camp since capturing her. Odhan would go out to hunt, during the day, and come back and make love to her at night, fucking her on and off for hours. Maria tried to tell herself that she was being used, that this was against her will, that she was a slave captured by murderers, but it was getting harder to deny that she loved the feel of his sweaty, muscled flesh on top of her, the feel of his cock sliding into her, pressing into her deep, the orgasms that made her mind go blank and her body shake. Read more »

[MF][FF] Taken by the Invaders, part 3

Maria gasped beneath Odhan as he slid inside of her, sweat dripping off his bronzed flesh, their shared tent dimply lit by a few candles. Maria herself was drenched in sweat as well. She looked up at him, at his wild green cat’s eyes, his tiny smirk, and then, gasping, looked the length of her body, between her legs, to see him sliding in and out of her, slowly. Just seeing that, seeing his length, and feeling it, as it slowly filled her up, nearly sent her over the edge, and she threw her head back and cried out in pleasure, knowing that the other people in the camp could hear her, not caring.

This had been her life for the past week. The Dragon-men had not moved their camp since capturing her. Odhan would go out to hunt, during the day, and come back and make love to her at night, fucking her on and off for hours. Maria tried to tell herself that she was being used, that this was against her will, that she was a slave captured by murderers, but it was getting harder to deny that she loved the feel of his sweaty, muscled flesh on top of her, the feel of his cock sliding into her, pressing into her deep, the orgasms that made her mind go blank and her body shake. Read more »

[F]The smell of blood made us fuck like animals in a squalid alley (ovulation)(blood)(first time fucking)(male and female fucking)

This was a couple of years ago and I had just got back to London after living in a sordid little grief hole called Cornwall. I was happy because I was back among interesting, vibrant and sophisticated people instead of having to put up with a bunch of racist, intolerant and probably inbred fuckwits. Also the internet coverage in Cornwall’s a joke also.

Anyway, I was in a bar catching up with some friend’s when suddenly someone who we all used to know from school came over to us (I’ll refer to him as Rob, but this is NOT his real name). At school Rob had been an odious fat ugly piece of wank rag and in the intervening years he’d only got worse. His friends were at the bar and without being asked, he sat down among us. Without much preamble he looked at me and **fucking winked** and then said ”all right Sally (not my real name), remember me?” Read more »

[MF] into the woods (kink, semi-rough, public)

Never let it be said that my friends don’t do nice things.

I have this friend who helped introduce me into the local kink scene where I live. Since then we have become fairly close, and I hang out with her and the other local folks on a semiregular basis.

One day a couple of weeks ago I got this text from my friend. “My friend Lily and I were talking and she wants someone to spank her the way she wants it, so I recommended she reach out to you. Is that okay?”

(Lily is of course not her real name.)

I told my friend that would be fine — after running it by my wife first, of course — and Lily messaged me on Fetlife. We started to talk, and it sounded like we would get along quite well. (It didn’t hurt that she was quite attractive in her photos as well — five-three, curvy, with dyed-red hair shaved on the sides — natural color medium brown — and cat-eye glasses.) We set up a time to meet — two or three weeks after we started talking — and that day was today. Read more »

My Amor [mf]

I meet Ozzie from Sls a few months ago. He is a tall dark passionate latin man, football players type . Nice broad shoulders, always dressed perfect and smells amazing. Mustache goatee and a bald head. He has the most wonderful smile, sexy eyes and wonderfully soft sexy lips.

We kikd each other this morning to see if we could squeeze in a little play time today. It was on. I scrambled to shower and get partially dressed. The clothes weren’t staying on long.

I’m normally waiting for him sitting on a bed or in a motel room. Today I got out my handy little Lelo vibrator and started playing with myself laying on my bed before he got here. I’ve been really horny lately. I told him front door was open ,to come in and lock the door behind him. Read more »

An Alien Kind of Love [FF]

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*You may now unbuckle your seatbelts and proceed towards the exits. Thank you for using our airlines and have a good day.*

As the wheels of the airplane touched the road, a custom of clapping hands together occurred. A custom of showing the pilot respect and thanks for a peaceful flight. Human customs are enjoyed by most but there are still those not interested in small acts of kindness. That was the exact reason why nobody mind when a single passenger did not clap her hands. The only difference between them and her was the fact that she belonged to a race which started someone out there in space. #25254 often wondered about the origins of her race, a mystery that not even her Queen could answer. She did often wonder about little details, there was little else to do when boredom takes over. The boredom of attending yet another boring human flight after yet another boring mission. #25254 had no right to complain, her Hive needed her skill but that did not mean they were always used to their fullest. Just like her latest mission which took just half an hour and only included her pulling a simple switch. At this point she did not even care about her goal, it was just the case of completing all objectives and going back home. Read more »

Office affair story [M] [true]

First off I work in a small office with a very sexy very wild little tan mother of two. She’s 32, about 5’6″ tall 125 lbs with shoulder length hair and she loves to get stoned and fuck. I’m 37, tattooed and very fit (see my pics) I’m 5’10” tall 180 lb’s. Read more »

I Fuck Her Farewell [MF]

It was a Friday night, and she told me she was going away for a couple of months on holiday. It’d been awhile since we shared a bed, and we always enjoyed those times, filthy and dirty as it can be.

“I guess I’ll have to come visit you for tea In the next couple of days, then” I said, matter of factly – hardly a question, less a request, not as overt as a demand or an offer of service, and more a self invitation to a question forming in her head.

“That’d be a delight” she says with a faux sense of coy. She knows well what I’m thinking as much as I know what’s she’s picturing. I give her a cheeky smile, which she returns with glittery eyes, as she tells me about her trip over a few drinks, our knees touching here and there, and hands lingering on the borders of tipsy body language and full blown flirtation.

I’d had a hell of a week, and so I ask of her leave, let her to her own devices for the rest of the evening, and hop into a cab to head home. In the passenger seat of the cab, I pull out my phone and simply text her ‘How about I fuck you on Monday?’. Read more »

A Sicilian road trip with a friend of mine [MF][Public]

This happened a few years ago but I wrote about it on the blog I used to keep, thought I’d share it here…it took place in Sicily on holiday with a wonderful friend of mine. If you like I have more recollections to share. Thanks x

As we set off on the road we were in high spirits. Hungover, sun-kissed, relaxed and still wet from the amazing pool we’d just spent the last 4 hours laughing and fucking about in with friends. We had about 4 hours on the road ahead of us, but with good music, company and the sun high in a cloudless sky it was a journey I was looking forward to.

We were sat talking, me driving in swimming shorts and t-shirt, Blondie in bikini bottoms and a strappy top. Her feet were on the dashboard with her knees raised up and I’m sure every now and then her hand would dip down between her legs although maybe that was wishful thinking on my part. Now I can’t remember exactly what happened, I think I must have jokingly suggested it earlier, but after about 20 minutes she says, Read more »