My Confusion Part 3 [Full Chapter] [MM] [MF] [Oral] [Anal] [BDSM]

As soon as I climaxed the coach brought his hand out from under me.
Holding his cupped hand in front of me I saw a massive amount of cum held in the cup of his hand.
I found it incredible that I had cum so much in one shot.
On the other hand I have never been fucked and fisted at the same time.
In the light of the sauna my cum had a pearl like appearance that just shimmered in the dim light.

As I stared at my cum the coach raised his hand bringing it up to my face.
Closer it came, closer to my face until he placed his hand in front of my mouth.
“Open”, was all he said.
I now understood what was required of me.
Opening my mouth the coach brought his hand the final inches towards my mouth.
My tongue leapt outward as I lapped up my cum from the coaches cupped hand.
I had never before tasted my cum, it had always ended up in a towel or an old pair of shorts.
The taste was sharp and salty not objectionable just new and different and I loved it!

Ridiculous encounter I had with [m]y G[f] when we snuck away from a HS basketball game

Disclaimer: both participants were indeed of age at the time of the deed. This is a post that I didnt’ intend to write for gwstories, or for it to be nearly as long as it ended up being. But after putting these thoughts to paper, it definitely belongs here. So it’s a copypasta of my comments in another sub.

GF and I snuck off during a basketball game, an absence noted and reported to her parents, and went to go find somewhere to play. We went upstairs and found a tiny broom closet in the school hallway. Mind you, it’s a small private school 15 years ago. Security was a bit lax once you’re inside the building. The closet door was unlocked. So we went in to have our seclusion.

Anyway, it escalates to sex. It’s going pretty well. Right before I begin my 10 second swan song, we hear footsteps coming down the hall. So we’re trying to be quiet now but there’s no actually stopping us. I’m moments from lift off when we hear the steps halt near the door, and her best friend, who f’king hates me fiercely, calls her name down the hallway.

My wi[F]e fucked another [m]an last night…

It started like any normal evening; home from work, changed into something more comfortable, snacks and a cuppa on the couch to chat about the day. But tonight was not like any ordinary evening, and we both knew that. Every time my eyes caught hers she giggled nervously and averted her gaze in a gorgeously playful, feigned embarrassment. I asked “are you looking forward to tonight?”, she gave me a pained groan that was most certainly twinged with a hint of nervous excitement.”Stop reminding me about it” she said, to which I just grinned. We both knew this wouldn’t be the last time I reminded her about it before the event. I understood her predicament as I’d been there. Being married for so long, you have the luxury of getting lazy with your game. Where once you would have had some charming, witty pickup line and a whole swag of lead-ons and zingers, you get rusty from years of knowing you can just tell the other to strip off and present themselves for sex. Now she was going to have to work for it, and do it solo with an internet stranger!

The cafe – a chance meeting turns into an affair between a man and an older woman

Their eyes met at the cafe. Her blue eyes, his dark brown. He hadn’t noticed her sit down on the leather bench seat opposite as he sipped his morning coffee.
As a knife slipped off the waitresses tray, he glanced up In the direction of the commotion and that’s when he saw her for the first time.
He didn’t normally take a second glance at an older woman, preferring athletic women of his own age , but something drew his gaze for longer than the usual fleeting moment.
She has sandy blonde hair tied up in a bunch. The occasional strand has broken loose of its confines and now brushes her ears. Dangly gold earrings punctuate each earlobe and brush against her slender neck. A daydream flashes in his mind, he slowly kisses her neck from the end of her collarbone up to where her earrings tickled her neck. He inhales her warmth and perfume as he goes fueling his bulging cock.
He shuffles In his seat,his cock, as In his daydream had become hard.
His eyes follow her neckline down to a white shirt, with the top three buttons undone, a thin gold necklace lays across her chest and runs down her cleavage line between her supple breasts
An inch of white lace gives away a satin half cup, lace trim push up bra which rises and falls with her breathing
His eyes drew lower, tracing the buttons down her shirt wishing to be the one to undo each one like unwrapping a present.
She was having coffee and stirs her sugar with delicate fingers each finished off with a pointed and painted nail
Jewellery covers more than one finger and he notices a Daimond bigger than most, on her ring finger.
He began to look up and as he came to her jaw, a pursed but noticeable smile had become apparent on her full, scarlet painted lips.
In a skipped heartbeat he realised hes been caught taking in what he now desired and his eyes are now locked with hers.
His mind blown, it takes a while for him to register that he is now staring at the beautiful woman sitting opposite and in his rush to regain composure knocks the saucer underneath the mug, sending coffee onto the table and onto his crotch, adding fuel to the fire that was his restless cock.
He scrambled to dampen the fire that burned in his crotch with a cloth and he hissed”fuck fuck fuck” as he struggled with the pain and embarrassment of the burning coffee in his lap.
With the burning subsiding he found himself In a moment of panic as he replayed the last embarrassing moment In his mind , had anyone noticed ? Had SHE noticed ?
He slowly began taking In The room to allay his panic, and he is relieved momentarily as most people as expected were still too wrapped up In themselves to notice, that is , until he comes to rest his eyes on her .
Fits of laughter are pulsing though her body and she is fighting to maintain herself by trying not to make eye contact but it is of little use, blood rushes to his face and he begins to shrink into his seat feeing like the stupidest person to walk the earth.
The moment between them ends as the cafe door opened and a silver fox stepped into the cafe in a blue suit overlayed with a heavy winter coat
She appeared frozen in the moment and bows her head in apparent shock.
He overheard the man asking “what’s so funny” as he scanned the cafe, a half scowl on his face.
“Are you ready” he asked her impatiently and she replied with only an eye roll.
They got up to leave and his eyes were still transfixed on her as she stood.
Beneath the white shirt are a pair of blue skinny jeans.
She’s petite, tiny even , in her Black leather heels
She rummaged in her handbag for her purse and layed a bill on the table as she followed him from the cafe
As she passed his table she placed a piece of paper and gave him a cheeky smile and wink that stalled his heart once more , and with that they disappeared into the bustling snow covered street.
A quick glance at the piece of paper revealed it to be a white business card with large gold embossed lettering “Kate Conner ,clinical psychiatrist manhattan office “
It caused him to freeze for moment “what the fuck would she want with me”?
He finds the number attached and hastily composes a few messages each retracted during moments of self doubt before he settles on “hey it’s mike we kinda just met at the cafe , I was wondering if you thought I needed your services after what I did with the coffee”
It didnt take long before he felt his phone vibrate.
“Hey mike it’s kate, it’s actually ME that needs YOUR services”
He immediately felt like a lottery winner and began to compose a new text when another message from Kate appeared
“ I actually like what I see and I’m not in town for long, why don’t you come to my hotel tonight for a drink “
And then another text followed “four seasons,Beverly Hills,8 pm ok”
He choked on nothing in particular as he recognises the name as one of La’s best hotels .
“Ok see you then” and he the phone down and has an imagined heart attack.
Time stands still for the rest of the day and he watches the clock, he fantasizes and rubs what was now a permanent erection.
Day slowly turned into night and it slowly rolled over to eight o’clock .
He felt like being in western movie as he walked jnto the hotel lobby, and it felt like everyone had stopped to watch this outsider enter their world.
He steps up to the concierge and wss greeted with an air of hostility
“Yes sir” the concierge breathed
“Ahhhhh Kate Connor” mike stammered in reply
“Kate Connorrrrr ……?” The concierge replied, although mike is already sure the concierge was just being an asshole
“ May I see Kate Connor ?” He finally managed to repeat
“Just one moment”, the concierge appeared to roll his eyes as he reached for the phone
He saw the concierges lips moving but no sound as he spoke into the phone
“Room 1606, she is expecting you” he informed mike with a surprised tone
Mike flashed the concierge a cheeky smile as he turned to walk to the elevator and is sure he could feel the concierges eyes on him as he walked across the lobby
He stepped into a marble floored elevator and stands next to an elderly couple retiring to their room , his T-shirt , jeans and boots no match for his suit and her glittery evening gown.
After an uncomfortable minute he arrived on the 16th floor and presses the buzzer to room 1606.
What seems like an eternity passed before the door is opened which causes his heart to anxiously race.
When the door opens she’s standing in front of him dressed what seems more casually from before
She’s let her hair down and it now flows over her shoulders and she’s changed from a shirt into a singlet top, which pleased him as it now showed her bra more easily and more importantly, a pair of bite size nipples pressing into the satin.
She seems more diminutive now that he sees her again and he’s lost all the anxiety he had, it’s now replaced with a racing heart of excitement.
“Come in, I’m so happy you came “ she said
“Like I wouldn’t” he thought as he brushesd past her
“ go fix yourself a drink while I freshen up”
She said ,smiling as she makes her way to the bathroom.
As he sculled a whiskey he takes in the lights of la stretching out to the horizon
In less time than it took to finish his drink she reappeared with the lights of the bathroom backlighting her figure
She stepped out into the living area in a white satin slip edged with lace
Under her slip, satin thong panties with lace trim are outlined between recently shaved and moisturised thighs
White thigh high stockings completed the outfit and came to lie just below her slip
She slowly walked up to him and stands in front of him, so close he feels her warmth and he breathes in her perfume.
She places her hand on his shirt just above his bulging cock and tilts her head as she reaches up to kiss him gently on the lips, smiling all time, her eyes burning in the moment
They began to kiss each other slowly,their tongues intertwinined,his hand supporting her head as he held her, as if trying not to crush the most delicate of flowers
She took her hands from outside his shirt and placed them on his stomach,she ran her hands over his stomach and over his chest, following the contours of his muscled physique.
She ran her hands back down again , this time only with her pointed nails , towards what she really wants to feel
As they continued to to kiss she undid the button on his jeans and teasingly lowered the fly
She used the palm , to slide her hand down his body into his trunks where she found his hard cock ready to be let out of its cotton cage
She found the shaft of his cock and took it in one hand , she was delighted to find that it’s size is what she’d been imagining all day.
She lowered his jeans and trunks to let its full size to be allowed on display
His cock was now standing upright in the warm room air and she half stroked, half tugged it to give him a bit of extra pleasure.
She enjoyed the rare feeling of a hard cock, her husband no longer satisfying her needs and it’s not long until she was massaging the tip of his cock with his pre-cum
He returned the favour by tracing the outline of her neck to her collarbone with his mouth, kissing every inch of her silky skin
The spaghetti thin strap of her slip needed no encouragement to fall off her shoulder onto her arm and he kissed his way down her breast and removed the slip away to reveal a nipple begging to be sucked and licked
He turned his attention to doing just that and used his teeth to give the lightest of bites
He massaged and squeezed her breast gently with his free hand and
her breathing became shallow and rapid and interspersed with a gentle moan
She brushed the remaining strap off her shoulder and her slip fell at her feet
She rubbed her body against his and he cupped her ass with both hands and lifted her off her feet with little effort
She encircled his waist with her legs as he carried her to the bed, every touch heightening the anticipation
She lay on her back, his hard cock rubbing on her mound.
His lips left hers and he sent a trail of kisses and licks down her body
Her scentmingled with her perfume as her neared her panties, a damp spot giving away her arousal
Where her panty line used to be his Tongue licked and his lips and kisses got to where his tongue didn’t
She enjoyed her panties being removed from her ass and they found a place on the floor by the bed
His warm breath tickled and added extra sensation to his stubble as it grazed her pussy lips moistened by her excitement
she felt his tongue flirting with every part of her pussy and she arched her back and bit her lip which only half- stifled moans of pleasure
He placed his palm under her arched back which encouraged her to sit upright
She could Taste herself in his kisses and needed no further encouragement to spin in delight onto her knees and hands on the bed
Her back arched in eager anticipation and
he took in her naked figure from behind.
Her hair swept over one shoulder,her perfect eyebrows that enhanced her glowing eyes that were locked with his, her slender back, the curvature of her spine and her waist that tapered out to form the shape of a heart with an ass that a woman twenty years younger would kill for.
She felt his cock enter her and she felt complete and full and she felt nothing but her heart beating and his girth filling her.
It wasn’t long before he moaned “oh fuck I’m coming I’m coming “ and she again spun around and swallowed his cock
He felt wave after wave of orgasm pump into her mouth until he was able to open his eyes again
She was looking up at him and cleans every last drop of cum off his cock And she used her index finger to wipe any cum she had on her lips and sucks it off like the finest icing
They broke into laughter as they returned to the present
Laughter that was short lived as they turned to see a man standing in the doorway……

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Desire to eat my co-worker out? Pansexual female

So I recently realize that I identify as a straight female but can be attracted to anyone, I never really know where I fit on the spectrum… I’m currently in a relationship with a former trans woman and hearing their experiences really helped me to be more comfortable about my sexuality. Anyhoo. Now I have this intense desire to eat my co-worker out. She’s (55)F and I’m (24)F. Not sure but is this normal? I’ve been extremely horny lately and masturbating way to frequently, having too much rough sex, staying up till 3 in the morning to study, coming to terms that I may have a cum fetish (After my bf cums inside me I wait till he leaves and use it to masturbate). So I’m sort of worried my sex drive is getting in the way of my head space, I’m consumed with pleasure. Could it be my iud? I realize these thoughts developed after I got it inserted about 2 months ago.

My first femdom experience! [Mf]

This story happened to me a few years ago, I met up with a girl I met online,and we had talked about okinks before hand, but we really started as a normal date.
She had asked me to wear red boxer briefs, and towards the end of the date we were saying goodbye, and she asked if I had worn them. “Yes mistress” was all I could respond. She grabbed my shirt and pulled me close, kissing me aggressively before telling me to get in the passenger seat of her car. I did and then she ordered me to pull my pants down. She teased my cock through my boxer briefs, commenting on how small it is (which is such a turn on for me) and she stroked me for a minute before ordering me to take my cock out and jerk off for her.
I was so turned on that I didn’t last long, before I came I had to ask her permission, and she told me to put my cock back in my underwear and cum in them. I soaked my underwear, and when I removed my hand there was some cum on it, she grabbed my hand and moved it up to my mouth, told me to eat it and then kiss her. It was so hot! As the date ended she told me to wear my cum filled boxer briefs all day, which I did!
It was the hottest experience!

In the ce[M]etery at kni[F]etpoint. [CNC]

I pulled my car to the end of the gravel road and shut off the ignition. I clipped my keys to my belt and stepped out of the car, slowly walking around the back towards the passenger’s side. I opened the door and took the arm of my then-girlfriend.

I couldn’t tell if she was screaming, crying, or pleading for her life, as I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into the darkness of the woods.

“The duct tape held stronger than I thought it would,” I thought to myself. I was glad I’d used the little bit I had left over to tape her mouth shut. We were pretty secluded, but you never can know for sure.

We walked maybe 200 yards. To her it must have felt like miles. It was just above freezing and she was dressed for a night at the club. Her black dress was held up by thin black straps and barely covered her ass.

I pulled my knife from my pocket and cut a strap, nearly exposing her to both myself and the late autumn chill.

Giving my number to the DILF at the grocery store only to get my pussy eaten by him later that night [MF][F21]

*“…twenty eight…cents…place your…Roma tomatoes in the bagging area”* the robotic self checkout chanted. My eyes were immediately affixed to the bright red spheres I’d so eagerly bite into on this hot summer day*.*

A gruff hand reached down to bag the fruit and caught my attention. A late forties-salt-and-pepper haired DILF. Well, I didn’t actually know if he had a child, but it didn’t matter. It was the aesthetic that took me in. Wearing a black flat top, a flannel, and olive Levi’s, I knew this was just the type of trouble I wanted to get myself into. His beard was clearly not an intentional one, but was rather the type that emerges from an overgrown, under kempt

five o’ clock shadow. Maybe he was busy with work and didn’t have time. Maybe he wasn’t partnered and didn’t have anyone to impress. Maybe he thought it was a good look. Regardless, it was a beard that said “I don’t give a fuck, ” and when paired with a body that screamed “suck me off and call me daddy,” it was irresistible. *Yes, daddy.*

Daddy’s Harem [MFF][Group][No Age]

Kelly and Brianna return after a few years back to their Daddy. They now have their freedom and want to become part of Daddy’s love-harem. Daddy has spent all these years fantasizing about them, he missed them so much, they were his girls, his little love dolls, little stripper whores for him.

He loved them in his bed when they were younger, when he would slowly tease them and coax them into doing nasty, filthy things for him. He loved holding their sexy young hips as he plowed his cock into one of their cunnies, calling them dirty, nasty things. They were his cumsluts, his naughty little whores, lover girls for Daddy’s big cock.

He especially loved their sweet kisses – he would engage them in hot, wet, sloppy make out sessions, while snuggling both of them in his lap. He loved pawing at their little breasts, he’d flick his tongue on them while he fingered their young cunts to make them feel good. He loved how his cock ached to be in their pussies and would tease himself by rubbing the tip of his cock on their sweet little clits. But his most favorite thing to do was cumming on their faces.

I was punished for my smart mouth [FM]

He was due to come to my place within an hour, and we were discussing me getting on tinder so he could whore me out (he really wanted me to blow a guy, film it, then go back and show him the video and get him off… never happened, sadly); he told me to get swiping so he’d have some matches to look through that evening. I responded with “oh I’ve got matches, bitch, don’t worry.”

Obviously, that was unacceptable.

We had the understanding that I’d always be naked when I answered the door for him (I’m about 5’4″, almost an hourglass figure, very top heavy, but a smaller ass than I’d like), but this time he also wanted me to play with myself while he drove over, get myself almost to orgasm by the time he arrived… then he made me wait more by smoking a cigarette before coming in. I was soaking when I opened the door, ready to cum… his fingers strayed near my pussy but he pulled back and told me to turn around. He shut the door, set down his bag, and took off his jacket before spanking me, hard, and grabbed my throat from behind, whispering in my ear that my attitude needed fixing. He spanked me a couple more times, taunting me, commenting on how wet I was for him already. More than anything I wanted him to fuck me right there, in the entryway to the living room, harder than he ever had before.