Campervan playtime Pt3 [MF] [MDom/FSub] [Anal] [Rough Sex] [strangulation] [M30s/F30s]

(We are a secret couple who have reconnected after far too long… This is our 3rd in person meeting our 2nd play and sex session.
Set in his campervan, we have just returned from lunch in a restaurant where we both enjoyed looking like a real couple, I’m dressed how Iike to but have never felt I could)
I step into the van we have an hour left together. I’m so madly in love with him, I want him so much I can’t keep my hands off him. As always he’s very calm and measured. I can’t help but kiss him as he steps in. Running his hands over me to feel the lingerie he knows I’ve been wearing while we ate. My black lace skirt and top showing glimpses of my bright blue straps, fishnets leading down to his favourite boots. He sits us down and we just kiss I try to undress him but he hold me just running his hand over me. I enjoy the sensation of his tongue inside my lips. Trying to patiently wait. Finally I feel his finger brush against my skin and he lifts my top slowly running is hands inside to feel the many straps beneath.
He lifts it over my head and looks down, I look up at him. I feel like he’s already inside me. I place my hands on the skirt and wiggle it down, revealing more straps and the stockings. I step out of the skirt. He releases me. I look up at him as he walks away from me. “Turn around. I want to look at you”. I turn and place my hands on the bed. “Lean over ” I rest my head on the bed. I feel him approach and touch my back very gently forcing me into the position he desires. I try to move he takes my arm and moves it back. He walks away. I hear him behind me. He’s looking at me, I twist my head so I can see him under my arm. Inspecting my bum inside the garter belt, the bright blue making my skin look even paler. “Oh yes, I like this” he moves, looks from a different angle, “yes I like this very much”. A huge burning desire to suck his shaft washes over me. My tiny knickers are soaked with my juices already. I hear the familar sound of his belt undoing. I bite my lip, what will he do. Fuck my arse standing up? No sound of his flies. Hmm, what is he going to do? I feel the belt lightly brush the inside of my thighs. I gasp. He whips my bum lightly, then brushes it with his belt then repeats.
I look back at him. “This is going to escalate very quickly I think I’ll stop”
I looking at him longingly knowing he’s right a belt mark on my ass is not going to keep us secret. I hear his flies open and he walks over to me and kisses my neck and pulls me up to him. I crave him so much. He turns me, he’s now undressed. I kiss him reaching for him needing to have him. He releases me sits me down. Walks away and goes to the shower. I sit I can bearly control the urge to go to him to watch him. I try to be calm, I feel like it’s taking forever. When he returns I have forced myself to read the back of a festival t-shirt he was wearing.
He smiles in a mean knowing way. He’d purposely making me wait. I stand and kiss him he runs his hands over my body. I press myself into him he sits in the corner of the sofa and sit me on his lap we kiss feverishly. He slides his fingers inside me and quickly makes me cum. Desperate to enjoy our final time together. His hands trace up my body. He brings his wet fingers to my lips and forces them down my throat hard. I feel them reach my throat, I don’t gag but lick and clean my cum from them. He wraps his fingers around me with his free hand and squeezes my throat tightly. I start to gasp him kissing me, I open my eyes as I start to struggle to breath. My body starts to wriggle controlably I reach for his arm, I’m starting to feel dizzy. He let’s go and I drop to my knees. Looking up at him I know I’m allowed to finally have what I desire.
I look down at his hard cock. I want him inside me. I start licking slowly, softly. Open my mouth and take him inside me. I love how he feels inside me. I am enjoying him so much when he pulls me off and wraps both hands around my throat again. This time he’s almost lifting me as he strangles me, his hands under my chin. I feel the dizziness much sooner, my thighs are now wet with my cum. The light in the room flickers. He releases. Pulls me into his arms. Gasping I press myself into him, I love how strong he feels. He sits me on his lap and kisses me again our tongues searching for one another’s. Again his hands reach for my throat squeezing he holds me close to his face. I gasps and almost struggle as he compresses my throat. The whole time he looks into my eyes, I feel him deep inside me. My body starts to tremble. He releases and pushes me back on to the floor.
Again I work to enjoy his cock, giving him the long even strokes he needs. Looking up at him, I know I’m pleasing him. I can feel him building. I want to be pleasing to him. His hands hold the back of my head. I give into him assuming he’s about to change the rhythm. Then he squeezes again. I stop sucking and look up at him as he strangles me. My eyes start to close. ” Open your eyes look at me” I force my eyes open and look into his. I love them so much his bright blue windows to his soul that owns me. I’m totally his. He relaxes.
I’m still kneeling up so I stroke his cock between my 2 hands looking up at him. He tightens and I try to continue the even strokes that will pump his cum all over me. He relaxes. I start to think ” Please cum, please cum all over me ” letting go he sits back. I press my breasts and nipples around his hard throbbing cock as I stroke. Looking up I see what might be an attempt to not cum for me. “Please cum for me, please” I beg pleading him with my eyes, he can no longer resist I feel him strain his cum pumps on to breasts, running down my fingers, more continues as I rub it into my myself and lick it from my finger. I suck his head as the last drops pump out of him.
Working quickly to taste as much as I can as I clean him. It’s dripping from my hands onto my face. He’s made me so filthy. My bra is coated in a thick layer wet against my skin. I hear his breathing change as he becomes more under control. I look up. “Your mine, my filthy girl” he whispers softly. ” I’m wholly yours, your filthy girl” whipser back. He holds me and I know that I’m safe, not just now but always. I’m always in his arms. He’s always there for me. “I think you should shower” suddenly panicked I might be late. No, he’s quite clearly planned everything to perfection this time. Plenty of time to be calm, to contact home, to return looking as if nothing has happened.
I shower quickly in the tiny cubicle, dress he can’t help but kiss my nipples before I hid them away and pack. I look like I do at home the small version of myself. Then it hits me. I have to leave, I turn to him he immediately knows. “It’s ok, your mine your not leaving. You’re always mine” We sit and kiss softly, “I don’t want to go, I love you I don’t want this to end” he strokes my hair from my face, the tears run down my cheeks and he kisses me and pulls me into his chest. I give myself everything I am. I start to feel differently. OK, I’m strong enough I’m his. I stand and he walks me to my car. Kisses me gently. I struggle not to cry again. He checks I have everything, that I know where I’m going. I’m his most precious possession and I can feel is adoration.
” We’ll text later” I know he’s right I’ll probably text before he’s even home. I’m his. I take a deep breath and get in the car.

[MF] Interracial anal in the woods

In [M]y junior year of college i was really looking to expand my sexual horizons. I was in a relationship at the time but we had a pretty toxic relationship. She was very manipulative and emotionally abusive so we argued a lot and took many “breaks” from the relationship (i am no longer with her and have been in a stable, very loving relationship for years 😊). So during a period of time that i knew would be a short period of being single before we inevitably ended our break, i look advantage of my temporary freedom.

This lead me to searching the personal ads on craigslist lol (when they were still a thing, this was like 2017). I put out an ad for a black girl interesting in anal and got someone interested. We added each other on snap chat so i got to see her face and she saw mine. It was just going to be a no strings attached hookup. So a few nights later, late at night, i went to go pick her up. She said she had a place we could go because neither of us could host.

Wife’s personal pornstar.

My wife wanted to spice things up in the bedroom after our recent trip to the sex shop. She noticed I was eyeballing a new toy on the top shelf and told me to go ahead and get it and that she was going to pay. I’m like, “What? That’s expensive? Are you sure?” “Go ahead, baby. I actually want to see you use it. ”

The toy was one of the realistic masturbators that looked like an actually ass and it had both anal and pussy holes and it was in doggy position which is my personal favorite postion and she knows that as well. After I grabbed the toy and she purchased it, we went home and whined down the long day, and we got ready for our planned night of masturbating together. We both got naked, and she lay on her side with her hips accentuated by her laying postion and her head propped on her hand.

[M]y first surprise foursome with my gf and my old crush and her bf [MFMF] [Part 1]

I was at a party with my girlfriend at the time when she came up to me and proposed something.

She was my first girlfriend that I was very actively sexual with. She was curvy with DDs and always was changing the color of her long brown hair – let’s call her B. She was 2 years younger and was always horny. I would sneak in through her bedroom window (she and strict parents) and we would fuck until the morning. We experimented a lot too, anal, dirty talk, face sitting, risky outdoor spots… to say the least we had fun.

This particular night we were at a party and I could see her chatting with our mutual friend that I’ve always had a crush on. She was equally curvy and had the most gorgeous lips – let’s call her P. I had heard stories of P’s sexual exploits but never knew how true they were.

After they’re done talking, B comes up to me and pulls me away from everyone. “Do you want to have a foursome with P and her bf?” My jaw dropped, I stumbled over my words, I couldn’t believe it. B’s face said it all, she wanted it… hell I wanted it. She asked me to ask P’s bf if he was down. We were good friends so I didn’t mind – let’s call him N.

Painting UK Indian escort’s face white. [MF]

Raani was a hot ticket locally. She worked for a local escort agency and quickly built up a good reputation. It’s rare in this part of the UK to get a high quality Indian/Pakistani escort and it was always something I’d wanted to tick off my bucket list.

When I arrived, I wasn’t disappointed. She was just what I wanted. Perfect brown skin, pretty face and a fantastic body: a real woman. She was wearing a dressing gown that hung open, revealing her tits and the fantastic curve of her hips, framed by a pair of simple black knickers. Perfect for grabbing on to. Once I’d paid her, I asked her to take the gown off and give me a twirl. I was thrilled to see that her arse was just as well proportioned. Raani had the fantastic combination of curves without any significant body fat.

I had a routine I liked to follow with new girls, to see how responsive they were. We’d already agreed on the limits of the appointment at the start: the only thing off the menu was anal. I knew I could touch her tightest hole but fucking it was out of the question. This wouldn’t be a problem. I had something else in mind.

EST: The Case of the Moana Lisa Chapter: 7 Abandon Butt Not Forgotten, Part 2 of 2 (FF, MF, Anal, Rough Sex)

It was right here that I had a choice to make. Was my cock set on Moana Lisa or had I the time for a little extra tail? Lifting Rebecca up by her hair and throat. Pressing my blue eyes in for the sultry kiss. Squeeze her throat a little harder while my mouth worked over hers.
Leaving her standing right in front of me as my hands moved down. Gripping her ass with both hands. Spreading her ass cheeks apart so everyone in that office could see her butt plug. “I will fill you up better than this little toy” the extent of the damage I was doing to her psyche, the way her plug just popped from its home, nestled against Rebecca’s asshole. Seeing the impending O as it crossed her face and with the interruption of one tail cap being inserted into her mouth.
Bending her over the counter. Grabbing that sweet looking ass by its right cheek. “I am the Dom and you” as my hand spanked her unblemished buttocks, “you are my bitch!” My growl may have been a little forward butt nothing compared to my cock as it priced her little asshole. Stretching it to the breaking point as my hard head led the way. Stuffing it’s length into her hole and hearing the sweetest sound cuming from her mouth.

EST: The Case of the Moana Lisa Chapter 7 Abandon Butt Not Forgotten, Part 1 of 2 (FF, MF, Anal, Rough Sex)

Staring at David von Horn as he stalked through the lab. Hearing him as for my office, my office, the office of Iona Yu just made me a little wet inside. “Oh crap, here he cums.” Would normally be the best words to cross my mind. Butt having to tear my eyes off of him and…
“Yes, if you would just lay the evidence down till…” as I peered into my microscope with nothing in the tray. Perhaps a fatal error on my part. I jumped when the heat from his hand touched my butt! Jumped straight up and right onto his lips…

Knowing that this woman was actively tracking my movements. Listening through her glass cage walls at my question made this a little awkward. Especially once my hand slipped from her back down to her ass. “Iona” popped out of my mouth while a dark haired tech was on the literal end of my lips. Not sure what to do in this circumstance because for one this was never covered at the academy! And for two Iona Yu had caught more than my eye which I am assuming she could feel that right now.
Without any training in this matter I did what came naturally. A kiss, pure and dirty all mashed up into one deep throat experience. And yes my hand was still not only resting on butt I actually had a grip on her ass! Her entire ass, with one hand. Her left and right cheek. Even in-between as my middle finger pressed she became more passionate, more needy than I ever thought was possible!

Pregnant sex with my ex was the best sex. [MF]

My ex-wife Fiona had a… complicated relationship with her sexuality. And her self-image. And, well, a complicated relationship with Jesus, which really didn’t really help things in any of these areas. Ever felt like you were being cuckolded by the Lord? Or just me?

But anyway, to give you an idea of why I’m telling you this true story about the pregnant sex, I should describe our normal sex. (And hopefully, sharing the embarrassing bits will help establish my veracity, I mean after all, who would go on the Internet and just tell lies? To quote a great webcomic (SMBC), this is “proof by mortification”)

Our regular sex followed a rather specific routine.

1. Every three to six months, she tells me she desires sex.

2. I rub her clit through her clothing for 15 – 20 minutes until she’s sufficiently aroused to remove her clothing. I’m not allowed to kiss her, or touch her breasts during this. (I may have developed formidable forearm muscles during this marriage.)

3. Wait, no, hang on, before she takes off her clothing, first I have to turn off the lights. All the lights. And make sure the curtains are properly closed! Okay, now she can remove her clothing.

I always keep my promises [FM]

One of my FWBs, “Mark” is a tall, burly, masculine man who has a latent submissive side. We’ve been working on bringing it out, but it’s a slow process, especially as we don’t see each other all that often. When we do get together, we have some absolutely outstanding “switchy” sexual chemistry.

Mark and I were on a weekend trip and had spent the day out sightseeing before heading back to the hotel to relax. We had an hour or two before we needed to get ready for dinner, so he decided to take a quick nap while I got some reading done. Cuddled up on the bed, he asked if he could put his head in my lap to sleep, which I absolutely leapt to agree to. Gently stroking his head while he dozed felt so amazing, and seemed a step in the direction of him willingly relinquishing some control. An hour passed this way, and though I didn’t want it to end, I had to start thinking about getting ready.

My Sunday Morning Shorty #2 [M32/F19, morning sex, surprise sex, anal]

I lay in bed, slowly stroking my hard morning cock.

I haven’t ejaculated in seven days, since the morning one week ago when I’d accidentally nutted in Emily’s pussy.

You may remember that my agreement with my Sunday morning shorty, the Emily I’ve just referred to (who is only 4’11”), is that I can touch myself throughout the week, but I can’t ejaculate—That is, not if I want her Sunday morning services…

“I’ll know if you jack off,” she’d said when we first started playing around a few short weeks ago. “I know exactly how much cum to expect from your horny ass.”

I lay beneath my bed sheets, frustrated, leaking precum all over myself and all over my sheets, waiting for the key to turn in my front door lock. I haven’t seen Emily all week—Not in the parking lot, not on the stairs, not outside our apartments, and I have allowed negative thoughts to slowly creep in.

What if she doesn’t show up this morning?

What if I never see her again?

I hate to admit it, but I’ve become somewhat infatuated with her since she’d left me last week with my nut still inside her. If she doesn’t show up today, I don’t know what I’ll do.