*Smack* Ally’s pretty, perfectly sized bum rippled in response to the impact of my hand. *Smack* harder this time, eliciting a soft moan as the ripples faded. *Thwack* harder still, causing the light caramel flesh to begin to turn pink. *Thwack, thwack* two smacks, back to back causing Ally to yelp slightly in surprise, even as her body nestled further into me. “Naughty girls get punished,” I said simply, as I brought my hand harshly against her ass again. I had pulled up the red dress Ally had worn to my place – the only thing she had worn to my place, as spankings only worked when administered to a bare bottom. “But, sir – eep!” Ally’s thought was cut short as I slapped a hand on both cheeks simultaneously. “No, my little slut. No, ‘but, sir’s’ when you come to my house practically begging anyone on the street to fuck you.” Another back to back smack, alternating cheeks, before I started aggressively cupping the reddening globes of her ass. “Mghm, yes, sir. I’m sorry, master.” *smack!* “Mghm, please, master, punish your slut for begging for attention from other men.” *Thwack, thwack, smack, smack, thwack* “Oh, god. Yes, master! Your whore was too desperate and needs to be taught a lesson.” I didn’t spank her ass again at the demand. Ally laid across my lap in stunned silence for a moment, as – no doubtedly – her mind whirred for an explanation to the cease fire. “Master will ensure you don’t forget your mistake.” I grabbed Ally by her long, dark locks, pulling her off my lap and twisting her entire body to face the other direction. Ally let out a moan, a grunt, and a yelp, all mixed into one guttural noise. With the buxom brunette no longer blocking me from moving around, I stood and dropped my pants and boxers to the floor. I slapped her ass one more time before I pulled her head to me, arching her back, and lining up her pussy to my cock in one aggressive gesture. “Mmmmmm, thank you, master.”
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MILF SLUTS CHAPTER 01 – Forced Gangbang Fantasy For My Wife
MILF SLUTS CHAPTER 01 – Forced Gangbang Fantasy For My Wife
**All characters are strictly over the age of 18**
My name is Ken.
And right now I’m doing my most favorite thing in the whole wide world.
Eating my wife’s pussy.
We were in our marital bed and Julia had her legs clamped tight around my head. I was intoxicated with the scent of her arousal. That, coupled with her sweet, delicious moans drove me mad with lust.
But still, I want to make my wife scream in ecstasy before I indulge myself.
I ran my tongue up and down her slit, drinking in her sweet nectar.
My tongue encircled the hard little nub at the top and she mewled in response, digging her fingers into my hair. It hurt, but it was a delicious kind of pain, the kind that tells me I’m doing it so right.
“That’s so good,” she cried.
I groaned into her cunt, redoubling my efforts.
For Him, With Love {Multi M/Single F} {Chapter Two}
Chapter Two
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The piercings hurt.
That said, they were also very sexy and I was glad that I was told to get them for the occasion since I probably would never have done so on my own. Thankfully, the healing time had not been nearly as bad as I thought it would be and honestly, I really liked my new clit piercing. The stimulation that came from the metal pressing against my most sensitive external spot was almost constantly overwhelming. Even when I was doing basic things such as standing in line at a till, or jogging in the park, even when I was chatting with one of our elderly neighbors.
It was like I was persistently turned on, sure it was too much at times, but I truly loved it. James and I had yet to use it unfortunately. In the instructions Doctor Lewis sent it was firm on not allowing my husband anymore than small pecks when he left and came home from work. There were plenty of other rules accompanying that one, but it was the hardest when my husband was such a handsome and caring man. I wanted to give him all the sex in the world, especially when we were about to do something so scandalous.
I took my wife (35 yof) to a swinger’s club and nearly tripled her body count in one night! [Group]
We have been married for 11 years, and we were having a bit of a dip in our sex life. We decided to try something new, so we went to a swinger’s club in Atlanta. It was a Thursday night, and the place was packed with single men.
After milling around the front room for a while, we decided to head to the back room where the only piece of clothing allowed is a towel. We started fooling around in a “semi-private” room that has a locking door, but one wall was a big window that people could watch you through. I ate her pussy until she came, and then we switched and she started blowing me. After a few minutes, I looked up and saw that we had a huge group of guys watching us while they stroked themselves. Then there was a knock at the door.
Me and My Best Friend Fucked High School Grads in Europe [MM22/FF18]
After graduating college, I went on a trip to Europe with my best friend, Ryan. Some of the trip was just us exploring on our own, but other parts were more structured. We were with a tour group in Italy that took us through the Piemontes, stopping in small towns to sample the local cuisine as we went. At night, we’d usually get a small room with two beds in a hostel with a bunch of other young people around. I wasn’t a huge partier and liked to get adequate sleep, so the hostel environment could be hit or miss for me.
I’m just about 6″, slim, with dirty blond hair and brown eyes. Ryan is 5″, a little more muscular with darker hair, facial hair and brown eyes. We were very different, but couldn’t be closer. We complimented each other well. Me, with my charming anxious humor, and Ryan with his friendly nature and confidence. We were also affectionate friends, never shying away from a hug or saying, “I love you.” Part of this physical comfortability was also a show for girls. We played it up sometimes, to flirt.
My and my SO’s third visit to a swinger’s club [Group]
I’ve posted recently about mine and my SO’s first two experiences sharing each other, if you want to look at the rest of the story, check my profile.
This Saturday we continued the fun, my SO dressed in a new, stunning red corset, complete with her blonde wig and kitty ear headband. I had a pair of faux-leather, ass-less chaps which we had trial ran the night before as the lacing was an absolute enigma. We arrived quite late and changed straight into our outfits, my SO proudly and confidently getting changed in the open, bringing a proud smile to my face.
We started our night with some drinks and a game of pool with a couple who we chatted to for quite a while, scoping out a great selection of really nice guys and couples, and exploring the place as we are wont to do.
Here’s Something I Wrote a While Ago. I Thought Somebody Might Enjoy It. [M/F]
You wake up to the smell of breakfast, a rich smell of bacon, eggs, biscuits, and gravy. Staring blankly up at the ceiling, it takes you a full minute to consider that you have no idea who is cooking. It take you another full minute to come to the groggy realization that you are not in your apartment. “This is far too nice,” you think, laughing at your own possessions in comparison. The furniture alone must be worth thousands of dollars. The bedroom is massive, and there’s a fireplace in the corner. The walls are painted a soothing blue, and the trim that lines the ceiling is rather ornate. The pictures on the wall are famous prints—you recognize them from an Art class you took as a college sophomore.
At least you got a good night’s rest. The bed is extremely comfortable. It’s one of those expensive Tempur-Pedic memory foam mattresses, and your body is snugly enveloped by it. The sand colored sheets must have a high thread count, as they feel silky smooth against your body. The blanket is pillow-soft, and it’s one of those that can make getting out of bed impossible. The feather pillow behind your head feels as though you’ve been resting on a cloud. For the first time in years, you have no aches, no pain, and no strain in your neck. If you had any idea about where you were, you’d be content with staying in bed all day.
Rough days lead to rough nights [MF]
There is nothing wrong with a little love making every now and then. But sometimes, you both just need to let out the stress.
Normally when one of us has a long day a little oral goes a long way. But tonight, we needed more than that. And when I laid down and she went a little deeper than usual, I knew tonight was going to be a night to remember. I slowly placed my hands on the back of head and started to push towards her throat a little harder. As I felt the spit slowly slide from my shaft down to my balls, my animal side kicked in. I pressed her head further and further down my shaft as I slowly started to push my groin towards her face as well. Before I knew it my cock was well into her throat. I continued on until she finally pressed her hands into my thigh, my cock sliding out of her mouth along with more spit than I could have imagined. I’ve actually never seen her look sexier. Out of breath, fire in her eyes, with drool and precum just stringing down her chin.
After work happy hour leads to my first [MFM] threesome with a traveling nurse
Let’s rewind the clock to the beginning of March, 2021. While my actual work was slowed way down, I had a day in the OR during the first week of March, and then had another in the second week of March. That in an of itself was unusual for me, but it worked with other plans I had. When I had gone in the prior week, one of the scrub nurses with whom I worked was a travel nurse (we had a number of staffing issues in our city, and travel nurses could make good money by going that route).
We only worked with one patient together, but my takeaway from that couple hours was that she was talented and experienced for her age, but perhaps more important to GWS, she had amazingly beautiful eyes. We were both masked the entirety of our time together, so other than a general sense of her figure, I had nothing to go off of. She was about 5’4”, and had a slim figure, at least from what I could tell. Her eyes though, my god, the closest I could say is Ana De Armas (to the point that when I watched No Time to Die, other than Ana having darker hair, they were *very* similar).
How I started my first “sex dungeon” PT 2 [MF]
Once I got her inside I shut the doors, lit the candles and told her she could take the shirt off.
I don’t know exactly how to explain the look in her eyes but, it was definitely a mix of cautious intrigue and pure amusement. “Only working out and games with the guys huh!?” All I could do was laugh and shrug. She asked a few random questions and while I am very much usually the attentive one, my cock was about to burst out of my pajama pants. Her eyes darted to my bulge, then off to the tequila. Maybe it was just shared brainwaves from years of chemistry, but we both knew there was nothing left to talk about. We took two shots each and the making out started again.