Accidental facial

Every once in awhile, me and my girlfriend is playing what i like to call an “edging game”. We never plan it, one of us just initiates whenever we feel like it. It’s just hotter that way. This time around, it ended pretty epicly.

It was my girlfriend who started it this time. We were having a calm sunday morning, just sitting on the couch and watching some tv after breakfast, when suddenly she just got on her knees in front of me, jerked down my pants, and just completely went to town. Using both hands and with my tip just touching her lips and tongue, it didn’t take long before i was ready to burst. Just as suddenly as she had started, she just let of go of me, stood up, and walked away. Everything was a blur for a few seconds, and i had no idea what was going on. Maybe she wanted to move things to the bedroom? Just then i heard the water running in the kitchen, i walked in, and she was just standing there casually, doing the dishes.(instead of doing me).

Tif experiences her first sex club/party! [MFFM, MMMMMF, MMFF], [Bi], [anal], [buk], [exh], [Fsub], [oral], [swing], [voy]

It was her first time at a sex club, and most definitely not going to be her last. While we went to the kink space a couple weeks ago, this was a true actual sex club.

She very carefully selected her outfit with my approval, she was going for ‘complete slut’ with a twist of style.

We got to the party with pretty great timing, already about 100 people in the space and she was most definitely turning heads. We grabbed a couple heavy drinks and wondered around the space. There was a large dance floor with a stripper pole in the middle that a few beautiful women were dancing on while their partners sat on the couch watching. We walk back to the play space and they rooms are about 300-500sq ft, covered in big comfortable beds. A couple rooms had various props for positioning your partner in fun ways.

My past as a sissy comes back to haunt me and this time it involves my wife. MMF Bi Sissy

I arrived home from the gym, i heard voices coming from the kitchen. I walked in and to my terror i saw Pete, a guy from my past, my very distant past, sat talking to my wife. Pete and I have a lot of history, i hadn’t seen him for over 10 years. He was the first person that i had ever fucked, well fucked me should i say. Long before i had ever been with a girl. You could say he was like my master when i was a teenager. He was 5 years older than me, he lived next door and one day he caught me crossdressing in my garden. For six months or so after that i was his slut and he had me do all kinds of sexual things to keep my sissy secret. Some very dirty indeed.
To see Pete sat talking to my wife in my own house was a fear i never thought i would experience. I grabbed his arm and tried pulling him to the door to leave, i didn’t want him in my house or anywhere near my wife. He was a lot bigger than me and as i grabbed him he gave me a backhand across the face sending me to the floor leaving me a little dazed. My wife ran over shouting at him to get out and he gave u a hard slap. He grabbed her around the throat and pushed her onto the chair and tied her hands to it with cable ties. He came back over to me and pulled me up by the hair, again using cable ties, tied my hands behind my back and feet together and pushed me to back onto the floor.
He then spoke to a friend of his on the phone, he called him Darren a few times, he told Darren he had a slut he needed his help with, and gave him our address telling him to come over. My wife was looking at me, tears in her eyes. I told her not to worry, give them what they want and it’ll all be ok. I had no idea what was going to happen and was trying to calm her. I was also wondering if Pete had let out anything about our past,which was also scaring me. I didn’t want my wife to know about that side of me… Not long after the phone conversation the door went and Pete went to answer it. He walked back in with Darren, both of them were big men, tall, muscular. They dwarfed over me.
Pete came over to me, he had a knife in his hand, i was terrified. What was he going to do i thought to myself. He put the knife against the top of my t-shirt and used to to rip it off my, he then did the same to my shorts, leaving me stood there in just a pair of my wife’s panties (Yes i secretly like to wear panties while at the gym, one of my kinks). Pete laughed and told Darren that i used to love wearing panties when i was younger and that i was always a secret sissy slut. My wife was gobsmacked, she was staring right at me. She asked me what he meant. I tried to lie and tell her he was making it up and it was the first time i had ever done it. Pete proceeded to tell her everything, how i regularly used to dress as a girl for him and give him regular blowjobs.To my horror he also told her that he fucked me on my birthday while i was dressed in a slutty outfit, he went into all the details about how i deepthroated him, licked and sucked on his ass, took him straight in my mouth after he had been deep in my ass. He painted quite the picture. My wife was in complete shock and started shouting and calling me a liar and said she was disgusted. I just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. She continued to scream at me until Darren slapped her hard across the face, telling her to shut up. I didn’t think things could get any worse but how wrong i was. Pete walked over to my wife. She was tied to the chair, arms tied to the back with her legs facing it and her ass on the edge. Pete started to caress her ass and pulled her skirt up exposing her thong covered ass. He told Darren to come and check her out and said they are going to have a lot of fun with her. I shouted for them to stop but again i was slapped. Pete grabbed my wife’s thong and ripped it off her with one hand. He knelt down behind my wife and started to lick her pussy and ass, my wife pleaded with him to stop but her pleas were to no avail. Darren he me gripped around the throat and by the hair making me watch. Pete picked my wife’s panties up from the floor beside him and started to push them against her ass, pushing the right inside her. After pulling them out of her ass he walked over to me and put them straight into my mouth, telling me to taste my wife’s ass juices. Darren then tapped my mouth with tape leaving her panties inside.
Pete walked over to the fridge and found a can of squirty cream, he laughed and said to my wife that it was funny us having this is the fridge as it was what he used as lube when he took my anal cherry all those years ago. He then did the same to my wife as he had done to me, he pushed the nozzle in my wife’s ass and squirted a decent amount inside of her, then stripped off and started to fuck my wife in the ass right in front of me, it didn’t take him long to be balls deep inside him, the look on her face was both fear but no matter how much she was scared she was enjoying the feeling a little too. I know exactly what Pete felt like and it was amazing. He pulled out of her, her ass gaping and making farting noises, cream spilling out of her. He walked around to the front of her and told her to suck the mixture of cream and her own ass juice off his cock, she closed her mouth, refusing to which was a bad idea as Pete gave her a slap across the face telling her things go a lot easier for her if she went along with everything he said. She did as she was told, i couldn’t believe i was watching my wife deepthroat another mans cock straight in front of me, especially one that had just been balls deep in her ass. She never did ass to mouth for me. Never. She was amazing at blowjobs though and it didn’t take long for her to make Pete cum, she was made to swallow every drop.
I thought this would be the end of it all now Pete had come, but i was very premature, Darren said it was now his turn. He went over to my wife and took his turn slamming his cock into her wet, gaping ass. He was bigger than Pete too. Darren positioned the chair so i could see him pounding my wife but also the look on her face too. Pete came over to me and pulled my panties off, i was hard, he laughed and said to my wife that i was obviously enjoying this and told Darren to be even rougher with her. He didn’t need to be asked twice. Pete was reaching between my legs and starting to play with my ass and cock, telling my wife that i was just as smooth back then as i am now. This was so humiliating, been touched up while watching another man plowing my wife ass. Darren said he was about to cum, Pete ripped the tape off my mouth and pulled me over to my wife and position me between Darren’s legs directly under my wife’s ass. Darren let out a huge moan and cum while still deep in her ass, as he pulled out a mixture of cum, cream and juices spluttered out of my wife’s ass all over my face and in my mouth. I was made to clean her up and also suck Darren’s cock clean, while i was on my hands and knees which Darren’s cock all the way down my throat to the balls,my wife was watching everything. It was the most humiliating experience i could ever have imagined.
Darren asked my wife if she was untied would she be good and co-operative, she promised she would and was untied from the chair. Her and Pete then dissapeared for a while leaving me with Darren who had again gagged me and this time i was blindfolded too. It felt like they were gone forever, once they returned the blindfold was took off me and my wife stood in front of me dressed in some of her sexiest lingerie including stockings and very high heels. She told me that Darren and herself had been having a very intimate chat and that they both had agreed that i should be punished for not trying to protect my wife better. How could i let men do that to her without putting up more of a fight. Plus the fact i was getting physically aroused by it too was so wrong. My wife had agreed that it should now be my turn to be fucked by both Pete and Darren while she watched. Also she wanted to know more about my crossdressing and that Pete had told her how hot and convincing i looked dressed like a girl. I didn’t know what to come next was actually heaven or hell.

Getting with the Waitress (M/F)

EDIT: HOLY SHIT thank you for all the positive feedback and the well wishes for the fate of this relationship.

My friends and I had been drinking at our go-to spot, a mellow bar to play pool and watch a game. One had just broken up with his girlfriend and the rest of us were on “Don’t let him make an ass out of himself” patrol.

A little back story, we have been regulars at this spot for a couple years now, most of us work within walking distance and, as such, Friday night we all meet up. This bar has a waitress that takes care of the pool table area and after at least 100 Friday nights together her, Amy, and I have developed a little rapport. She is not my type but undeniably attractive. She stands all of 4’11”, blonde hair, super petite, her breasts barely fill your hand (more on that later), each cheek of her ass is a handful, but both look quite full on her small frame. She has a very thin gauge ring in her nose on the right side. We are always friendly with each other hugs when I walk in and leave, we talk about each other’s lives etc, it is safe to say that we are friends.

Bi-Hooker; Bye Crook [MMF][Blindfold][blkmail]

As taken from my blog: s.c.mauthor.kinky-blogging.com

Meet Kristoff and Clarissa. A stunning blonde couple relaxing and enjoying a late and light lunch, before the work planned for the evening ahead. Everything about this couple stands out. They’re both gorgeous specimens of health and beauty. Immaculately dressed, manicured, pedicured and both sporting real golden tans and brilliant white smiles.

Lets look first at Clarissa, mid twenties, athletic build, dressed and shoed in a chic Gucci evening dress ensemble; coloured subtle shades of deep red. No jewelry on slender fingers or bared collarbones. Just a simple and understated pair of diamond studs glinting out from the curled blonde locks. Prominent cheekbones are softened by full pouting lips but accentuated by large ice blue eyes, curled lashes and modelled brows. Very much dressed to kill but smiling and laughing at ease with her counterpart sat opposite.

Now Kristoff, the easiest way to describe him is “Viking in a business suit”. Well over 6 feet with the same curling blonde hair but not styled, just falling effortlessly and perfectly down his long strong neck, reaching out to his broad shoulders. Chiselled, hawk like features with piercing deep blue eyes. A strong and clean shaven jaw moves laconically as he swaps small talk. His hands are at odds with the clearly well toned body beneath the light grey business suit. Flawlessly manicured and soft with deft fingers where one would expect to see coarse fat digits. He’s never done a day’s manual labour in his life.

Gang Banged in a Bank Robbery [str8][MMMMMF][anal sex][reluctant][rough][oral][deep throat][forced][milf][dp][cuck]

I was waiting for the next bank teller when I felt like I was being watched, and I glanced over to see a big man checking me out. Because I was the mayor’s wife and it was a small town, that didn’t happen too often. I was excited about the attention, though, and I smiled at him as I smoothed my skirt. The big man reminded me of a lumberjack with that red and black flannel shirt. I was typically horny, and got immediately aroused as I imagined him ripping open my blouse and admiring my breasts.

Today, the only teller working was a jerk named Steve that bullied me all through school. I narrowed my eyes at him as I approached the counter, conveying my dislike just in case he forgot my feelings for him. However, before I could begin my transaction, a van pulled up and three masked men rushed inside.

My heart raced and I held my hands up, while the men secured the place. Two of them went straight into the unlocked vault while the other one gathered the rest of us into a corner with the help of a gun. He was a big fellow, too, and walked by the teller, Steve, and the lumberjack, quickly entering my personal space.

[fm] [anal] The evolution of a destroyed ass

She is on the motel bed. I’m sitting in the chair in a corner. Her head is in the mattress and she is moaning slightly. The black bottomless panties makes her white skin seem even paler than it already is.

“Spread you butt cheeks” I say after minutes of silence.

“Okay…” Her head and chest is now holding her body as she is using both hands to show me her ass. As it opens up to me I feel the energy arise in me. It’s a symbolic act. She is opening up to me, showing me that it’s mine. I can’t hold it back, my cock is throbbing and it’s time for action.

I rush over to the bed in a fast move that startles her a bit.

“Don’t worry, it won’t be destroyed for now,” I say. She seems a bit disappointed, but it’s a process and it will take some time.

I spread the white butt cheeks slightly more than she is already doing. My tongue starts dancing on her tight closed hole. She moans.

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42 [M4F] – My dirtiest night and the most erotic morning [FFM]

I was seeing Melanie for about 6 months. Sexually we were very compatible. She was very sexy with Blonde hair, small perky breasts, green eyes and a deliciously pretty and sweet pussy which she always kept nicely waxed. We both loved sex and had high sex drives and we had an amazing gift of being able to make each other cum again and again. When we first met she had mentioned that she was curious about being with another woman. One night I invited a past girlfriend Cassie over (who also had shown interest in being with another woman). Cassie had dark hair, also green eyes and amazing boobs and ass. That night she came over we had our first threesome for all of us. It was an amazing, relaxed, sensual and sexy night(Maybe a post for another day). When Cassie left in the morning we all agreed we had to do it all again. Unfortunately (for us anyway) a week later Cassie met a guy who she ended up marrying so it never did happen again between us. One thing that did come out of that night though was it was obvious that Melanie was more than curious about being with other women. She loved it. She loved being tasted by Cassie but surprisingly to her she loved tasting Cassie even more. So while we were together we were continuously trying to invite other girls (and occasionally couples) into our bedroom to join us.

Girls’ Weekend [FF] [wet] [exh] [strip] Ch. 18

#~Chapter Eighteen~
##Later

*[loosely based on a true experience… as best as I can remember]*

When I wake up, I find myself tucked under the covers. I’m pretty snuggly and warm, and have no concept of how long I’ve been asleep. Feeling the unfamiliar, I jump up and get my bearings. I look around, find a clock and see that it reads 8:10. For a second, I panic, and think I’m late for work. But then, I realize what day it is, and the events of earlier in the day come back to me. As I breathe in, I smell our sex. For a moment, I feel embarrassed, which gives way to happiness, then loneliness, then arousal. Funny how that is. I run my hand across my stomach, and between my legs. I’m still wet down there, and starting to be a bit uncomfortable. I rub my eyes, get my bearings, and sit up. I lean over, turn on the light on the bedside table, and see a note:

Hope you had a good nap. Change of clothes on dresser.
Robe on door. Back at 9. Be ready.

Luv,

Tam

Molly’s Mysteries – losing her virginity at 18 to her philosophy teacher [BDSM] [RP] (part 1)

The darkness was all she knew. Molly was a quiet girl, damaged at a young age by her unhinged and irresponsible parents. Her father was absent and her mother was an addict, and she spent most of her time in those formative years alone, nurtured neither by family nor friends. She had none — even though she was exceptionally bright and pretty and charismatic when she felt like it, Molly was withdrawn and sullen and defeated. The world was her prison, a palace of pain and self-hate and enervating loneliness. Every other day there would be a new man in the house, staying anywhere from an hour to a couple weeks before her mother was onto the next one. Molly’s mother provided her shelter and comfort when she could, but she was too far gone most of the time to even communicate beyond basic questions like have you eaten, how was school. Well, school sucked most of the time, until Molly turned 18 and began her senior year of high school. Puberty was kind to Molly — she was endowed with enormous and firm breasts, a Hollywood actress’ iconic face, dimples and freckles and cheeks that begged to be pinched and squeezed, and a truly remarkable ass, a monument of want and the topic of much conversation for the boys (and many girls) of the school ever since it emerged out of thin air. Molly was aware and deeply uncomfortable with her body and all the attention it entailed. She didn’t date or go to any of the school dances for her first three years because the thought never even crossed her mind. She was useless, a sack of garbage incapable of bonding or communication, chained to her wretched life at home watching over her poor mother as she tumbled from boyfriend to boyfriend.