“When I win you shall be my little whore for life.” Looking at that fucking snatch. As it dripped with desire, it dripped with cum that I craved! Struggling to free myself from Moana Lisa’s grip! Trying to plant my tongue back where it belonged, even circumventing the new lock that Moana Lisa’s hand had made.
“Fine, deal, just let me go!” My hunger for Moana Lisa’s snatch was growing by the second while I stared at the impenetrable hand. That hand that has blocked my only.. joy? Yes, joy! My only joy is to eat her, Moana Lisa out!
I tried to penetrate the seal. My tongue forced its way against those lips. Forced its way to break through. Wrapping my arms around Moana Lisa’s legs. Positioning my head so my tongue would be in the perfect place to tidalize this painting gone rouge!
The feel when she, Moana Lisa, slowly spread those lips. It was like Francisco del Giocondo was opening up his home so I could view this beauty. This masterpiece of all times and my tongue would… The first touch of pink on pink. As I placed my tongue on that little bump. My lady parts started to leak. Leak out with every heartbeat that echoed in my still chest.
Taking a breath, filling my lungs with air tinged with the sweetness of Moana Lisa’s pussy. My mind drifted back to the boarding school. Back to the first time that I had seen her fucking. My eyes were entranced with the way her little tight snatch was spread open. Catching my breath in my throat. Normally I would tell our teacher butt seeing her pussy. Watching it as Moana Lisa gouged herself on pussy! Looking at myself as if trying to explain away the wet spot in my panties. The way my hand found the key spot without even trying!
My first O came like that. From shuttering, to stifling a moan like no other. The wet spot on my cotton panties grew as my hips slammed forward. Grew as I swallowed everything that I had in my body not to let her know that I saw the way her little cunt was creaming without any external help. Panting from the effort. Panting from the pleasure. Panting because that is what the wet spot of victory feels like!
“Now who is she eating out?” My eyes searched, straining as they followed up the pale leg of… “Wait? This cannot be…” letting the information that my eyes found seep into my brain. “One more look. Yeah, one more so I can be sure.” Mumbling to myself.
The feel of a bare cunt flashed through my mind. The way my fingers glided over my pleasure spot without anything stopping from the high of my clit! The way my hand used to know the exact spot that would get me so fucking wet! The way my hand had squirmed its way into my panties and now felt my moistness up close. Three fingers dared to be there. My pointer finger found the pleasure switch. The middle had entered my tight cum soaked cunt with no problems. My ring finger had taken taboo to the max as it started to massage my tight pucker.
In and out my fingers fell. Despite the growing need to pleasure all three my pointer quickly became twins with my middle finger. Taking my pleasure zone up while touching the wall of my cunt. This would not last. The more I pumped my own pussy bringing me closer and closer to an orgasm the more three would feel all the better!
For this it was not like a simple poke would do. My cunt though small would only have enough room for two of my fingers. Thinking for a few heart wrenching seconds. Tasting my pussy as I sucked on the two that I just creamed over. Easing the third into my mouth.
My taste buds exploded with wonderment of the flavor. Looking down at my cum soaked panties. The ones that had fallen down to my knees. Where the white cream was still slowly being absorbed into the fabric. Where my crotch was completely saturated with wetness! I do not know what I was thinking?
Reaching for my panties or my cunt? Butt by the time I found my hole. By the time my treo of fingers had entered into my wet cunt I could feel one more O starting to brew. Slamming my hand tight against my body. “Ohh” escaped from my lips. An “Ohh” that I had not noticed until it was too late!
Hiding around a corner, my breath cuming in short struggling gasps. “What have I done” spying on the door where I had just been. My fingers are still pounding on my wet snatch bringing me closer to the final orgasm! Taking one last look that way as my legs spread wide. As I could no longer contain my growing need to howl at my delight. Slowly closing my eyes, slowly letting it go!
“Oh Ohh” my legs struggling to hold me in the standing position as the door became a narrow path highlighted by, by…
I could see it! My worst thoughts and feelings shining through like a horror show! My panties. My white cotton panties. Laying on the ground, laying on the ground right in front of the door! My heart stopped right there. Feeling a part of my school uniform being plucked up like some misfit.
Even when I started to move. Putting my own orgasm on the back burner. Swallowing with every step as I neared the door once again. My own fingers were doing their job. A job I could feel as every step I took became so much easier as if my body has found a way to lube itself.
“I, I know that hand!” The surprise of seeing a hand reaching out and snatching Wendy’s underwear. Her own snatch cover being snatched by another. Another authority figure just like that. Putting the breaks on and forgetting about the fact that her own fingers brought on this deviating decision. Staring at where her hand was at. Slowly, painstakingly I pulled my fingers from my dirty hole. Swallowing hard just from the memory of watching that hand reach out and close around that thin piece of fabric. Sucking on my fingers is the one thing that has surprised me. Knowing that what I was doing, to feel my hand reaching down my throat as my spit washed off the smell of my past transgressions. “I must go and tell someone” butt even that sounded like an excuse. “I should open around the door and see if I am right.” As my feet slid forward, my heart had sized in my chest. Now when I looked I could see Moana Lisa as plain as day. On her knees right before, “Madame Madeline! Our teacher, our, our.. our…” trying to erase that image of our class mother getting it on with a, a.. student. With that slut Moana Lisa! My revolt at such a thing. Butt I could not stop watching. Watching the way her tongue, Moana Lisa tongue had made Madeline a wet shaky mess. I could hear the dampness of a tongue lapping at all the juices that are flowing around Madeline’s cunt!
“No I must..” even as I thought about going above Madeline’s head something had me stuck to this spot. The more time it took me to look down the closer I was getting to, tOoo it! “Ooo Oh yes” lurched from my system as everything became black from the pressure. Blinking back my vision. Watching the way Madame Madeline was shuttering, watching the way her hips lunged and fell. Matching her perfectly, the hips, the shuttering, the orgasm! Even the, “OooohOooohOooohOoooh!”
Slumping against the wall. Imagining how Moana Lisa would like to lick me. “Lick me” toying with the words. “Moana Lisa lick me or I will tell the head Master.” This feeling of greatness, this feeling of superiority over that little fucking slut!
Tag: Anal
EST: The Case of the Moana Lisa Chapter 13 The Orgasm Part 1 of 2 (MF FF Anal Rough/Forceful)
“I thought the boss was all alone in” once again the sounds of a rough sex session interrupted the area surrounding the office. “There?” Whispered one thug to the next.
“I have no idea butt I am not sticking around for her to sexually abuse, Joe. Cum on let’s…” What sounded like the door opening made Marie freeze in her tracks. “Damn” this time not speaking to Joe or anyone in particular. “Let me guess? W is standing at the top beckoning for me” this was once again directed at Joe. “Right Joe. Joe? Joe Joe are you still” swallowing hard with no response. Slowly, if molasses could move slower than it would beat the speed in which Marie chose to move. Finally, snapping her head around with breakneck speed. Looking for Joe Joe!
“Oh my fuck! That is so funny” dodging the swat aimed at her head by Marie. “You should have seen your face” as another scene of laughter rolled out of my mouth. “Cum on let’s do our rounds” slapping Marie on the ass. “And let me do you too” with a wink and a grope to my female companions rump we wandered away.
The One-Meter Challenge [Commissioned] [FF] [Exhibition/recording/online] [Toys] [Deep-throat] [Hard Anal] [Measurement kink] [Best Friends] [Light]
“It’s four thousand pounds,” Jessica repeated, enunciating her syllables in case the message wasn’t getting through to Chris. “That’s a hundred pounds for every inch of silicon dick we take, Chris. You can’t tell me that you wouldn’t take one inch of dick for a hundred pounds.”
Chris ran a hand through her long, dark hair, still damp from her shower, opting not to point out the flaw in Jessica’s logic; her math, shockingly, did check out, and forty inches across their six holes seemed like a laughably easy way to a tropical vacation and plenty of enviable, luxe shots for social media… so long as one thought of it as a mere forty inches and not the full meter of dick that it was.
“Do I have to guess what’s in the bag?” Chris asked, pointing at the tote bag as Jessica barged into the condo and dumped an array of white dildos out onto her coffee table. Chris closed the door and followed her friend over to check out the silicon armoury, tugging the strap of her tank top back up onto her shoulder. “…And how are we going to film this?”
Newly Single at the Euphoria Hotel p7 (M22/F30) (hotel) (public) (cuck) (anal)(revenge)
Tasha woke sore, aching, but elated. In the night, Eva had rolled fully on top of her. Last night’s orgy felt like a dream, but the aches and stickiness confirmed the events. She’d gone from sexually frustrated to sexually liberated and inexperienced to a vivacious three hole fuckslut so quickly, but Tasha felt her true self had come out. She was leaving her shitty husband and loving her new life.
Finally opening her eyes, she surveyed the exhausted strewn bodies around the room, knowing she’d fucked all of them. As Eva started to stir, Tasha noticed one man awake in the corner, stroking himself while scanning the room. By the time she’d made eye contact and beckoned him over, Eva woke up, eyes widening when a throbbing cock was suddenly in front of her, but this was for Tasha to suck. Tasha was soon being fed a warm load and sharing it with her sexy tanned friend.
After swallowing and finding their clothes, the duo returned to Tasha’s room for a hot steamy shower, massaging the aches out as they shared wet kisses. While they dried off, Eva bemoaned that her last day was to be spent without Tasha, who was checking out soon. They exchanged numbers, Tasha ignoring the texts and missed calls flowing in from her ex, and promised to return to the hotel together.
[F28] Dominant Goddess looking for obedient sissy or submissive slave to own
I’m 28 years old, I like to game (I play mostly league of legends but i play other pc games). I’m not the most interesting person out of the bedroom but I am clingy and love attention
I am looking for a muscular (not required just a preference) or slim kinky sissy or submissive toy that loves to serve and submit
As for my kinks they are my kinks are joi, cei, piss drinking, pain, edging, anal play, humiliation, public stuff, degrading, choking micromanaging and more stuff I’m forgetting but I am very open to any and all kinks
A beautiful Femdom Goddess just looking for a long term relationship with a sissy or submissive boy toy
[MF] first time with good anal
I went out to the bar with some friends tonight and ended up going home with someone- let’s call him tim. I have hooked up with Tim in the past and it’s always amazing but tonight I was feeling like I wanted more. I started to suck on him while he was laying down and he went and got a toy we bought together a few weeks ago, instantly he put it in my pussy and started rubbing my ass with his fingers. As time when on I was still sucking on his thick dick & he switched from my pussy to my ass with the toy. I never have liked anal so I pulled away, he asked me to relax so I did and soon enough the toy was in my ass. It felt good but he was gentle. Soon enough he was getting up to fuck me in doggie while the toy was in my ass still. He pulled it out and shoved his dick into my ass. He started going fast just like he always does in my pussy & I was wincing in pain. He suddenly shoved the toy in my pussy while still fucking my ass and I realized it made the pain go away, suddenly I was actually enjoying hard rough anal. A few minutes later I squirted and he was so proud because he knows I usually can’t stand anything in my ass.
[MF] I had this woman that was an orgasm machine. No matter what I did she enjoyed it.
I’ve been with a few women, not that many, but most of them have had particular things they needed to get off and I would always oblige them obviously, but it definitely made me realize that intercourse alone would not get most women to orgasm. No big deal though, still had good sex, but I had this naive thought that this is just how things work, women don’t orgasm from penetration. In addition, I‘m slightly above average in size and sometimes with some women it was just uncomfortable for them in certain positions, so intercourse was kinda getting a bad rap in my mind. This did make me much more aware of everything around intercourse and once I got the hang of all that everything was cool, but for a long while after I first started having sex I hadn’t really met a woman that had orgasms from intercourse and I was starting to think they didn’t exist.
Her First Anal [FM]
The first time my future wife, Anne, had anal sex it wasn’t the best experience. She was with her friends, Jane and Emma, in Jane’s basement bedroom along with Jane’s boyfriend Ed. They were gossiping about a girl they knew who’d let her boyfriend fuck her ass. Jane was disgusted. She couldn’t understand how anyone could enjoy it.
Anne, who thought of herself as kinky but who hadn’t really experienced all that much, was indignant. She defended the poor maligned girl and the entire concept of anal sex. Unfortunately for Anne Emma liked to push boundaries. She kept challenging Anne, demanding to know how far Anne had gone, why Anne thought anal sex would be nice, whether Anne herself would do it. Anne kept making bolder and bolder statements, while Jane got more and more disgusted. Finally Emma asked a question that shocked them all.
“Would you let Ed fuck you up the ass? Right now?” Emma had a huge grin on her face. Jane gasped in shock. “Jane will, obviously, never let him, so it’s not cheating. If it would be so great, prove it.”
[MF] That time I flew in a Reddit slut to be my toy all weekend.
We had chatted on Reddit for a couple months after meeting on the age gap personals sub. I am 51, she’s a college student and 20. We flirted and got to know each other. We sexted and we really liked each other. She is very submissive and i am quite dominant. We made each other cum a lot!
After awhile and many laments that we weren’t closer…. NYC/Chicago, she asked me one day to fly her in, put her up in a motel and literally use her all weekend. I never thought it would really happen, we are both super busy and we don’t actually know each other that well outside of Reddit. But we talked about what we would do, what I would do to her. We talked and came a lot. Then one day I said, you are coming this weekend, she agreed.
I picked her up at the airport and made her suck my cock as we drove to the hotel. Immediately I was in heaven as her Deepthroat skills were top shelf. I concentrated on driving so I wouldn’t Cum.
My Handyman [MF][consensual][anal][weed][420][appliance repair]
Thanks for reading everyone/anyone! This story is basically a porn trope, straight up. I wrote the first draft this during the pandemic while horny and high. I keep coming back to it and iterating and nibbling, so comments/critique are very welcome. Maybe it’s time to drop the pandemic references, who knows!
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It’s a spring, rainy Saturday afternoon: warm air, cold rain. You’re walking out of your apartment and you see me in the hall walking into my apartment, next door. I’m wearing a worn flannel shirt, some old jeans with paint splotches all over, knees torn, and carrying a laden bag of Home Depot stuff. I’m drenched too; it looks like someone (me) forgot their umbrella. There’s a puddle of water where I’ve been standing while fiddling for my keys.
“Hey there Kurt,” you say, smiling, as you step into the hallway. You’re wearing a flowing spring sundress, hanging by straps from your freckled shoulders. Even in our sunless shared entry hallway, I make mental note of its semi-transparentness, then shake it off. I realize I haven’t seen you without your mask. I thought you were gorgeous before, but now?