Meet me at the Deep Taco tonight.. I have a Mmm.. question for you.. CL” Cy looked at the scrap of paper. “Oh, so now you want to meet” playing hard to get would be a lot more fun if he wasn’t still staring at the note. “I wonder when we would have bumped (his cock was rock hard after reading into his thoughts) into one another.. Butt yes we shall meet” finishing his thoughts with a very cocky grin. The massive clock moaned sex at the very moment this night began. “Hey Devon, could I get a.. (taking a second to browse the wall menu) number sex with a side of your moanable fry’s” Cy order has changed since the last time he was here. “That will be eight sexty (holding out his hand for the payment). Trying something different this time” Devon was pressing for info cause unlike the Beaver Rewards new changes by the minute. “Yea man, I’m meeting someone (Devon absorbed this information like a sponge). She wants to ask me something (news flash a girl wants to meet a drummer, that is one of the most boring bits of gossip to cum up).. any idea what?” Cy was playing the same thing, trying to press Devon for answers. “Ooh man sorry butt I don’t hear to much about her (grinning like a fool) maybe if I had a naughty, I mean name then I could help you more” Devon stated. Without a sound, a sent or a breeze she was standing behind her biggest weakness, the man who would make her becum wet with just a look. Clasping her hands behind her back, feeling her cum as it started to bead up along her lips. Then it happened, just like the first time, every time, he turned towards her. Catching her eyes with his, she could no longer control her horniness, her pussy let go. “Speak of the devil and she shall arrive” his word seemed like melodies by the time they reached her ears, even the tickle of cum as it streamed down her legs looking for the cock that caused such a mess. “Don’t worry I remember your order. I’ll have them done in a cock” Devon turned around.
“Here are your orders one sex for you with moanable fry’s and one nine for you and I’ll put that on your tab” Devon brought the food butt the talk had not started yet. “How are you (breaking the ice was always the hardest thing to do), you look so.. (mentally licking his lips, staring at her voluptuous rack) tasty after our last interporn” ‘what did you just say “tasty” duh you stupid fuck’ Cy was very turned on by her smell alone. “I am fine (I would be fucking awesome if I had your cock in me) and Umm.. yea about that, tasty part (all of her saliva had gone to her cunt as of now she was talking with a dry mouth) Umm.. I mean Umm.. would you Umm.. … … take me to the Y for dinner” my goddess I bet my face is as red that hot sauce that just squirted across the room. Squeezing her breast together, giving him that pouty lips that means I want to swallow your cock look. Taking his dinner in one bite, swallowing it all without a chew or hot sauce, “Umm.. Sure” if that want plan enough then his cock would get the point across. “Let’s say after dinner.. my place” Clarissa told without batting a eye.
“Now to make my dreams cum true” Clarissa whispered leaning forward just enough to expose her bare skin just under her shorter miniskirt. Feeling masculine hands as they mauled her tits. Pulling, twisting, kneading them till her nips got rock hard. Her hair swept to one side, exposing her delicate neck just the perfect spot for his lips to start. She knows how to make the most ferocious man bend to her desire and this was it. Feeling his cock as it spanked the side of her ass, squeezed in her ass crack knowing that it wanted to make her kitty cry out in pleasure as it beat her down. Draping one arm around his neck or at least trying to. He dropped, pushing her forward knowing the the bed was there to stop her advance. The heat from his breath as it blew across her cunt, tagged her asshole before dissipating into the moans that was building. Forceful yet gentle, demanding butt fair, these were some of the words that flew through Clarissa’s mind only moment’s before her first orgasm in this location. His tongue was broad and strong forcing her lips to allow it to lick anything in it’s way. The tightness in her stomach, the shortness of breath, Clarissa’s mind scrambled trying to find the right words when all that was available was the low moaning that started in her gut. “OooOoooOoooo.. … Ooooh.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk yesssssssss..” grabbing ahold of the comforter in fierce grip, her mouth wanting to suck something, anything. Biting into the comforter, the orgasm not yet through with the interloper that had summoned it into being. “Ooooh yesss.. fuckkk yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh.. lick.. lick.. Ooo fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm” was blurted out. “I.. I am OooohOooohOooohOoooh (arching her back, popping her tits out) fuck Mmmmmmmmm OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa’s voice was gone all she could do is scream for pleasure, butt he had just begun on her pussy. His tongue, Cy’s one verbal assault tool was being used to commit the atrocities of pleasure against Clarissa’s wet pussy. Pulling her hands from the comforter, forcing them to obey her commands, arching her back once more, Clarissa struck. Each hand had spanked the appropriate tit, had gripped her nipples as his tongue touched deep inside of her. “… … Ooo.. … Ooooh.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh.. …” was all she had left butt her cum still spilled out. Dotting the floor where she leaned, between her cum and his spit the only thing left to do is..
A solid strike against her bare bum, a solid whack to her dairy air, not from his hand butt from his cock
Realizing that she was to orgasmic to simply to drop to her knees to give him head. Instead her picked her up, spun her body around so now her tits where facing him. Draping both legs over each shoulder, he delved back into her pussy. Taking her clit as his prize and her throat as his own pocket pussy. Opening her mouth to moan, he sensed it, pushing her face towards his cock. “Ohh the rock hard cock I have been teasing all day since dinner, I’m just curious how far I can..” with a hand to the back of her head, he feed his cock to his little sweet whore. Raking her clit, diving even deeper into her pussy, he kept feeding her his cock. “OooOoooOoooo OooOoooOoooo.. Ooo OooOoooOoooo..” he felt her lips touching his pelvis. Pressing hard on her head as he went deeper into her pussy, swallowing everything that his tongue brought out including her cum.
Tag: Anal
WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 30 Lesbian Lust: 101 Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)
Lesbian Lust: One on One
Approaching Angie from behind, already in a flock of subs willing an able to spread there legs just for the taste of the dominant. Her red hair blowing in the breeze, the soft breath of an outsider caressing her neck, circling around the bottom of her ear. “Hello love” Clarissa’s word sang like the dirty angel she is inspiring to be. “Can I speak with you.. in private ” allowing her hand to drift down to her swelling breast’s. “I really need to talk to.. you” Clarissa whispered once again.
The moon started to rise. Just a sliver or red against the blackened sky. The waters reflection danced on her flesh. “Are you sure you want to do this” Angie’s whispers brought rise to Clarissa’s skin. The queasy feeling, the goosed flesh that ran down Clarissa’s spine. “Ooooh.. Mmm.. Mmm Mmmm” Clarissa moaned, Angie’s tongue crossed the space between the shoulder blades. Her kiss echoed as it traced down her spine, as her hands mauled at her tits. “Yes, Oh yesss.. Ooooh yesssssssss” Clarissa moaned as Angie’s hands cupped her golden globe’s, fingers pinched her nipples. Her breath cascaded down to the small of Clarissa’s back followed very closely by her tongue. “Ohh fuckkk Angie, I’m.. I’m cuming again OooohOooohOooohOoooh shit OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Angie’s kisses turned into bites, her slender back poofed out as her shapely ass now took the scene. Dragging her claws down Clarissa’s sides, biting her ass cheek. The rumble from her gut made the skin becum once more speckled with tiny bumps. Spreading her legs a little bit more in hopes that Angie will continue her southward journey. “I’m so fucking wet for you.. Ooooh” Clarissa bae once more trying to find that happy medium between panting for more and a all out orgasm. Gripping the blankets, biting the pillow as the next wave of cum splashed against her pussy walls. “I can’t.. … it Oh.. yes Ooooh Ooooh.. fuck yes.. yesss” Clarissa let the overwhelming sensation of the next orgasm start to drag her away, nails already hooked into any loose fabric they could find. Her pillow looking like it just came by itself. The first lick, the ginger, the bold, the your my fucking whore as Angie’s tongue lapped at Clarissa’s asshole. Then it started. To make love too, to fuck the hole, to turn Clarissa’s world upside down as more orgasm where building. More cum as the pink ocean turn in on it self. Shaking her head no, silently howling at the rising moon, panting as Angie went beyond the rim job. Wanting to reach back to stop the torture that Angie was doing to her pussy, the torture that Clarissa’s clit was under going. “Stop.. s…p (taking a shaky breath in) pl..s.. ..op I’m.. ..’m c..ng so (taking a second breath in, her lungs screaming they wanted air butt her body winning out as more orgasms where being delivered) f..k..g har.. Ooo OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss fuckkk OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa body was begging for more orgasms, more heart pounding, hair pulling orgasms. When finally the tongue flicked over that zone between the pussy and the asshole, the neither zone of sexual desire. Hooking her tongue as it invaded Clarissa’s moist pussy, dipping so far down to make more orgasms bubble to life. “Ooooh fuck me.. fuckkk Mmm.. Ooo yes Ooo.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” feeling the pull to the shoulder the overwhelming urge to flip over butt when that didn’t work Clarissa could feel Angie’s body pressed against hers, the breath cuming in and out at a rapid pace and a tongue dancing on her ear. “Now you shall do me, my little pet” Angie raked back Clarissa’s hair. As Clarissa found herself on top, lip locked in the Lesbian Lust: One on One.
First time Anal
I was teaching Sex Ed, which by far is the hardest thing to teach to a group of teenagers!
One of my female students asked what is the appropriate way to have Anal sex. The class exploded with laughter jokes were made, “Ask Ryan he should know”! Etc etc etc
I’m a horny black woman, I’ve been around the block but I had no idea how to answer this question.
The bell rings thank god and the class rushes out, but Ryan droves a note on my desk.
“Want to learn about Anal? Meet me in the drama club at 4 after school!”
I was shocked I wanted to report it but I was curious. So at 4 I showed up in the drama room.
Ryan was already waiting for me, he locked the door behind me and showed me to a bed. (It was a prop from the dramas club Romeo and Juliet).
So Ryan takes off my pants and panties and makes me get in doggie position.
I’m scared it’s really like it’s my first time but Ryan has always been mature and quiet so I trust him.
I feel his tongue poke into my ass.
The One Where I [M]ade My [F]riend My Slave For Two Weeks (Heavy kink, TPE, the whole shebang)
Another of the old stories. Heavy kink in this one. PMs, etc, always open. I love hearing back.
So I got a pretty nice response to my last story, and I thought I might share some of my other experiences. I’ve been a dom for a while now, and there’s definitely a lot more unusual stories to share.
This one isn’t one session, but the first time I got involved in a TPE situation. TPE stands for Total Power Exchange, and it means that the dom assumes total, 24/7 control over the sub’s life. Choosing clothes, approving plans, everything. Some folks who are super serious even do this without a safeword, which seems insane to me, but to each their own.
Megan and I met through friends. She was extremely curious about kink, and we played together for over a year, doing just about everything. CNC, anal, public stuff, RP. That girl was allergic to limits.
Physically, she was exactly what you picture when you hear the word “waif”. She was tall but very petite, platinum blonde with shockingly Nordic features and enormous eyes. Everything about her was long and elegant, and while they weren’t huge, she may have had the best proportioned tits I’ve ever seen. I’m not gonna pretend she had the juiciest ass, but it was perkier than you’d think. (Think Elle Fanning’s body type)
I [M] just had my first prostate orgasm in the shower and it was the most incredible experience of my life
I have always heard about how the prostate is like the male G spot and I’ve been curious for a couple years so I would try butt plugs and prostate toys, they’ve always been fun but I would never cum with them at all, I wasn’t even sure if I would ever cum like these people that make it sound so intense, to be honest I was starting to believe it wasn’t even real.
One day I was masturbating in the shower and happened to think about an encounter I had when I was around 22, I delivered pizza to a muscular man in his late 30s that towered above me at 6’ 3”. He invited me inside to put the pizza down in his kitchen while he gets his wallet to pay for it, I saw that he didn’t have a shirt on but that kind of thing happens all the time so I went in not thinking anything of it. So I walked in but to my surprise he was actually 100% butt naked, he left and came back with nothing but a towel and I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I wanted him to drop it and ask me what I thought about his cock.
[M]y girl(f)riend ate me out
This won’t be too long, but I thought I’d share.
We’ve been dating for a month and half now. Started just before the lockdown was announced, and pretty much spent all the time together since. Except for this week – she went back to her flat to clean up a bit, do laundry, the usual, and I had to stay at my place as I was expecting a few parcels.
Before this, our sex life was amazing. We clicked very well, had an amazing experience with shrooms, we have the same sex drive, yet somehow managed to stay productive – she is my coworker after all, so we pushed each other to stay focused.
Yesterday she couldn’t take it any longer and called me over. I hopped on my bike, and made sure that I took only smaller roads, to avoid any possible COVID exposure. I arrived just as she finished rolling a MASSIVE joint. Our new plug surprised us with some Cali weed – incredibly rare here in the UK – and we decided to celebrate.
The Professional Woman [MF] [Straight] [Anal] [Busty]
Life had gotten boring for me. It had come down to work and home life, which wasn’t bad. I have a good job working in the clothing industry. I was married to a good man for twelve years. But now that I was reaching into my late thirties, things were beginning to get routine.
It was not anybody’s fault that I was starting to feel bored with my life. Mark did all he could. We tried to get things exciting in the bedroom many times. Role Play, Videos, New Toys, for both of us. He was satisfied with how things had come around, and I had agreed with him, but deep down, I was bored.
“See you tonight,” Mark said as he kissed me on the forehead.
“I am working late this evening,” I said as I sipped on my coffee. “I have to plan the fashion show for tomorrow.”
“Okay,” he said as he picked up his briefcase and walked out to the garage.
[MF] Hotel Exhibition with Anal
This happened a few years back but I still think about that night while traveling.
I had traveled a lot that year. The first two months I saw my coworker more days than my wife. Time apart was frustrating to say the least but I racked up some good mileage and hotel status.
With that being said, I decided to take the wife out on the town when I got back. Saturday, after a week of being back, I told her I wanted to take her out and to get dressed up. She curled her hair and put on black thong and a sexy black dress that cane down about mid thigh. No bra as the dress was made to be worn without one.
My wife, is athletic, gorgeous 5’4”, about 130lbs, long brown hair, ample C breasts; her ass is beautifully round and has nice bounce; her arms and legs are toned from working out and you can trace the outline of a couple of abs on her stomach.
We went out to eat at a nice restaurant overlooking downtown and the river at sunset. We got kinda tipsy from the wine at dinner but decided to head inside this old historic hotel down the street for a few more drinks.
Menage – part 3 of 3 [MMF, anal]
I didn’t think I could take another orgasm like that. I could lose consciousness, or something worse could happen and one of these men will have to call 911. Wouldn’t that be embarrassing!
I couldn’t figure out who did what, somehow, I ended on top of the friend, straddling right over his thick angry cock sheathed with a condom. My foggy mind cleared instantly when the drive of hard male cock slammed inside my sex again and pushed all the way until it hit my cervix. I responded with a gasp that was mixed with a scream. I looked down to see the friend gritting his teeth. His hands gripped my hips tightly, grounding me to him.
*Oh dear Lord, they weren’t finished with me yet.*
I tossed my head back, feeling myself struggling for breath. My body was slick with perspiration. The friend took full advantage of my exposed neck, nipping it, running his tongue up my neck to tug on my ear lobe with his teeth, sending more shivers down my back.
I heard a rip.
*Or was that a tear? Wait. That was the sound of another condom wrapper. Oh shit! He is not about to do what I think….*
Menage – part 2 of 3 [MMF, anal]
I felt like a rag doll in my lover’s arms. My legs crumpled from the weakness caused by my incredible orgasm. My lover reached down, picked me up into his arms and tenderly carried me over to the bed in the other room.
The friend followed us, cursing under his breath about “that shit was good” while wiping my juices off his moustache and chin.
Lying on my side, I curled up with a pillow and watched the two men as they slowly undressed. I’ve always been fascinated by how, in general, men seemed to be very comfortable with their bodies. As the two men stood before me, I studied the unique differences of their bodies.
My lover’s body was well-toned with muscular arms, flat abdomen, shapely legs and calves. His smooth tawny skin was lightly covered with fine dark hairs on his chest, arms and legs. His cock stood long and fully erect, out from the thick brush of soft pubic hair.
His friend was obviously into body building. He had muscles that roped around his arms and legs. His chest was powerfully-defined and complimented with an abdomen that definitely fit the description of “washboard.” His warm mocha-colored skin was completely hairless. His hard cock was not as long as my lover’s but was thick and heavily veined.