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Toyota FJ Cruiser

I love M’s car. It’s big, dark on the inside with tinted windows. The seats dip down so I feel like i’m peering out, making me feel even smaller, sheltered from view. It smells of leather, it smells expensive. And when I slip inside M’s car this time, beside him, he instructs me to lay back, out of sight. He already has the seat back reclined. He already has his hands on me, feeling my slim legs tense with anticipation under my tights.

Of course I lay back with a sigh. He leans in for a kiss and his lips are warm and thick against my mouth, kissing me hard. I moan and suck on his lips, kiss his neck, nibble and suck on his ears. He made me promise I wouldn’t play with myself these last couple of days before I could see him, and the wait has been driving me crazy. I’ve been touching myself constantly for the last two days, rubbing myself through my clothes, my wrists “accidentally” grazing my swollen breasts, making me gasp a little… Wondering how far I have to go for it to count as *onani*, wondering how much I can play with myself and still be a good girl. Read more »

Advent Kinkendar: December 24th [Ffm]

Most of the wax from last night has brushed off into my bed as I slept, but a few pieces remain as a reminder. That and the ice are definitely experiences I intend to repeat many more times.

I woke up to Miss’ hands teasing my nipples, and as I stirred she quickly squatted her pussy onto my face and began to ride me. All I could do was hear and taste her, moaning into her as she gleefully used me. It felt so good and my pussy was aching so much by the time she climaxed and moved to the boy. She coaxed him awake playing with his balls, then did exactly the same.

Inside the boy’s box was a rubber doldo with a suction cum and a bottle of lube, mine contained a slightly larger than usual tennis ball, and some stick on velcro tape – just the soft side. Both also contained the camera and tripod from before, and a pair of leather wrist cuffs. Miss smiled that devious grin as she began explaining.

“Your last day, so I thought I’d let you have as many orgasms as you like, and you can document them for a scrapbook.” Read more »

Advent Kinkendar: December 23rd [Ffm]

As I went to the bathroom in the early hours of this morning, I couldn’t help it but put my fingers across my pussy lips as I pissed, feeling the warm stream as it poured over them. Something about it was extremely exciting and lustful, I just loved it. What has come over me?

Waking up again later was much less peasant, however. Initially it felt pretty good; Miss teasing my nipples and then my clit with her fingers. But as I rose I smelled something, and then felt it. The smooth feeling as Miss had been touching me must have been caused by some vapour rub, and quickly there was a tingling burning sensation building in my nipples and pussy lips. Holy fuck it was uncomfortable.

I wriggled and writhed against the feelings as Miss left me and stroked another handful into the boy’s cock. He was soon groaning in a similar predicament to me as Miss cleaned off her hands and held out our boxes. Still wriggling we opened them to find something very odd looking indeed. A yellowish brown stump carved into a sort of small butt plug shape; we looked up at her confused as the scent of fresh ginger floated up to us. Read more »

First Ti[M]e [F]ellatio

“You owe me for this,” Callie said flatly, not even bothering to look at me as I slid into the passenger seat. What was supposed to be one beer with an old friend had turned into many, and Uber really isn’t practical way out here.

I stopped for a moment, her words registering in my brain, and then began to lean over the center console. “Let’s…let’s get it goin’ then,” I slurred drunkenly in her ear as I tried to kiss her neck. She pushed me away roughly, but I swear I saw the corner of her mouth curl up into a smile as we punched the gas out of the parking lot of the bar.

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The hangover hit hard as it typically does in your late 20’s. Gone were the days of rallying for more drinks the next night, and I found myself underneath the covers reading a book by about 9:30 pm. My girlfriend Callie was in the shower, apparently in agreement that there would be no midnight revelry tonight.

The door opened slowly and out of the corner of my eye, I sensed that she was standing in the doorway. Looking up from my book, I found a quite unexpected sight – Callie dressed in a sheer black robe and a tiny black thong. Read more »

[M]y girl[F]riends [F]riend gave me the best blowjob and orgasm ever by far while my girlfriend watched

I’ve tried writing about this honest-to-goodness-actually-happened threesome that kicked off a bit of a threesome relationship that lasted most weekends for a few months, but given the initial encounter went for a few hours it seemed like a massive undertaking. Instead I’m going to break it out into the smaller moments so there may be more. This is the very beginning of said night from 10 or so years ago, but also my way of recording and remembering the most powerful sexual experience I’ve known – and considering this was merely the start of the night and not to mention a number of subsequent threesomes with the same girls that’s saying a lot. There’s also a fair amount of build up until the actual action, fair warning.

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It started when my girlfriend Barb and her friend Mandi became fast friends. Friends who hung out often, who opened up more and more to each other, who eventually started talking about sex. Which meant as Barb’s boyfriend I lucked into a great situation! Mandi was quite open after the first few times we all hung out – she admitted having a crush on both of us. She told Barb and she told me, with a great deal of happiness in her voice. Read more »

Advent Kinkendar: December 19th [Ffm] [possible rape trigger warning]

This morning Miss scared the shit out of me – almost literally.

The whole day started fairly normally, Miss waking us both up and presenting our boxes. Each contained a little vial labeled “drink me” in a very Alice in Wonderland fashion. It was cute as fuck, and I didn’t hesitate before draining it. The room span and everything went black.

I woke up strapped into a hospital bed, my legs spread up and wide in birthing stirrups, my mouth filled with what felt like a large ball gag. I couldn’t move my head much to look around, but It looked like one of those back street surgery things you see on TV shows – plastic sheets hanging all around, and bright lights pointed at my body.

I absolutely freaked, convinced that Miss was really some psychopath now going to harvest my organs. The past two weeks were just making sure nobody came looking. I tried to scream at the top of my lungs, but the gag muted it somewhat, and I got no response anyway. That didn’t stop my trying again and again until I was exhausted and my throat was getting sore. I hadn’t even had breakfast and was feeling weak. Read more »

[FM] My First Solo Trip to a Nude Beach Ends in Sex with a Stranger

This past summer after school finished I worked for a little over a month in Spain. It was really enjoyable and I ended up getting close with a few of my coworkers. The one I was closest with was this girl who was super similar to me. We got along really well and spent most of our free time together outside of work. I forget how we got to it but one day we were having a conversation about nude beaches and she said that we should go to one. I figured I had no reason to say no and so one day after work we went down to one and spent a few hours relaxing naked at the beach.

We ended up coming back a few times after having a few drinks or while we sipped on some wine and decided to have more fun. Her and I would scope out the hottest guys on the beach and then go sit right in front of them. We would strip in front of them and then usually find some way to tease them. As a result we occasionally had them flirt with us or strike up conversations and we loved the attention. Read more »

[MF] A Normal Tuesday Night – Soaked

My first story…

It was getting late in the evening and my wife and I both ended up reading in bed. This is a likely indicator that we’re going to have sex – retreating to our bedroom around 9:30pm or so has become a frequent occurrence in the last 6 months. The addition of robes in to our lives has made things all the better…

I break the silence after getting to a stopping point – “So shall we commence with our proceedings?”

“Yes please” she says, hastily putting down her Kindle. She’d clearly been waiting to see who would make the first move.

I roll over to her side, almost on top of her, and we begin kissing. We make out for a little longer than usual, getting increasingly heated and playful with our tongues. I spread apart her robe at her chest, revealing one of her heaving breasts, with her stiff nipple protruding. Read more »

Advent Kinkendar: December 18th [Ffm]

I felt so good this morning. Yesterday was a lot of fun, but also gave me time to rest and process. I needed that. Miss is so smart and good at this; she seems to be able to read me so well, perhaps better than I know myself, or at least sooner than I realise it. I guess while we’re all different, subs often need similar things. Today has been another interesting one.

Miss sent us to bed last night wearing our largest plugs; even the boy managed to work his in. It’s felt really nice to be plugged back up for Miss, and I honestly think that’s contributed to my good sleep. I woke this morning to Miss refreshing my labels herself, including the one on the sole of my foot, after which she enjoyed watching us both masturbate and climax with our plugged asses up in the air for her to watch.

Once again my box contained my ben wa balls, and I loved feeling Miss slip them up inside me. The boy was less impressed at having his sounding rod pushed back into him; but I suppose there’s just less you can do with a cock. Read more »

Guesthouse O

One winter, we found ourselves looking after an incredible chalet overlooking the mountains with no one for a hundred miles around when there were no guests. Not long after our first tour we’d scoped out the furniture that looked like it could perform under pressure.

We were used to fucking all over the house, but the fact that guests would be sitting, sleeping, and probably also fucking on this furniture within hours of us gave us the first tiny taste of deviance. Little did we know how far that would take us.

I knew the guesthouse had to be cleaned. The guests were arriving at 3pm.

But I was horny. And not the type of horny that would be satisfied by a cum dump.

I was also anxious, because we were only just starting to dip our toes into our sexual exploration and I definitely didn’t feel like i deserved to have my needs met just because I asked. Lil, however, had been not-so-subtly hinting that she wanted me to take control in a big way, so I shoved my self consciousness deep down inside me and and focused on the fact that she wanted it this way.
‘Can we go up to the guesthouse now?’ Lil asked me, clearly dreading the prospect. Read more »