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[MF] Kate Wilkins from Ipswich rides the Sacred Black Dildo

21st Century Sex Rituals [https://jeremiah-moze.vids.io/videos/a79dddb11511e1c52e/grimoire-sex-rituals-mp4](https://jeremiah-moze.vids.io/videos/a79dddb11511e1c52e/grimoire-sex-rituals-mp4)

Kate Wilkins was born in Ipswich, U.K. An energetic British girl with red hair, her curly red pubic mound a meaningful inheritance from some lusty Celt ravishing a milk-white Anglo-Saxon. (Roscoe intends to make her Sacred Celtic Mound famous across the U.S., Canada and much of the European Union, as an internet-porn tourist destination.) Kate trained as a scuba diver and as a yoga teacher , moving between those two career s every few months , not completely satisfied with either . Often she would take extended vacations, and end up modeling , or shooting x -rated videos in exotic places, laying on the beach drinking Mojitos.
Roscoe met Kate at a nude beach in Marin County , north from San Francisco . Roscoe sat perched on a large rock , overlooking the beach . He was creating a sculpture fr o m native blue clay , found in abundance near this beach . **His sculpture was a giant erect cock .** Kate looked up at Roscoe, over the top of her sunglasses, as he was putting the finishing touches on his masterpiece . He was bathing the smooth blue surface of the three -foot arching erection with water , making it shiny in bright sunlight . Kate said , “You gotta be kiddin’ me.” They both smiled and laughed . Roscoe said , “It seems like the most appropriate response to the artistic situation.” Later in the day , laying on the beach together , they overheard an angry lesbian woman say , “That is just disgusting ! Horny men , dragging their cocks into our peaceful place.” They knew she was a lesbian , because the girl next to her bent down and kissed the angry woman’s vagina . The pussy -kisser said , with a nasty smile , “If that cock is still there tomorrow , I will smash it with my own fists ! I will annihilate that obscenity!” Truly, Roscoe never intended to offend anyone. **How can a large, friendly blue cock be an obscenity?** In his mind he was creating a big, lovely work of art, to be enjoyed by all, even lesbians. Some people take their militant homosexuality far too seriously. Give it a rest. Read more »

Come Inside, Won’t You? [FF] [Friends] [Mature]

After several minutes of stimulation, I finally came.

Masturbating to porn had now become my favorite pastime ever since the divorce. No sex to have fun? No problem. A vibrator, a dildo, or even my fingers was enough to keep me occupied. It could only do so much, though.

I put down my phone playing the lesbian porn I loved to watch (something about women pleasing women just turned me on so much!) and just laid there for a minute thinking.

What has my life come to? Is it really so bland that this is all I have to do with myself? I already cleaned the apartment, did the dishes, dusted the furniture. There was simply nothing to do.

I could watch TV perhaps. Oh, but the shows were so bland and boring compared to porn, at least in the moment.

I picked up my phone again and continued. Before the video picked up, a thought crossed my mind:

Tiffany.

Of course! How could I forget! Tiffany was my dearest friend and has been with me through it all. My divorce, the kids going off to college. I even helped her with HER divorce and helped her let go. Through all of the trouble in life, I always had Tiffany. Read more »

19[F] Indian masturbated with my best friend 19[F] and fucked her

I apologize in advance if this is too long.
I’m a 19 year old Indian girl who is attracted to women and often fantasizes about fucking them.

So my ex-best friend is a 36C and I’m a 36DD. She’s very attractive and sexy. We’ve always had sexual tension brewing between us but never really did anything about it.

We have often discussed about our sexual fantasies and things we would like to do in bed with our partners and while having those discussions, I’ve always imagined what she would look like naked and when I would get to fuck her.She would only get off to lesbian porn and deep down she wanted to try those things but was too afraid to admit.

So one day, she and her boyfriend had come to meet me. We were sitting and chatting and next thing I know, they started making out in front of me. He was feeling her boobs and her soft moans were driving me insane. I could feel my pussy getting wet and I wanted to touch myself but it would’ve been too awkward so I got up and was about to leave the room when they stopped and asked me to sit down. Then her boyfriend took out his phone and showed me her nudes infront of her. I noticed she had a naughty smile on her face. I couldn’t believe my eyes! She had the perfect tits! Soft, perky, light brown nipples. I just wanted to grab her tits in that moment but somehow controlled myself and acted as if I was awkward. Read more »

My Bedroom Window (M 20) And Mrs. Bennette’s Bedroom Window (F 40)

Mrs. Bennette is my neighbor ever since I was born. Her and her husband moved in next door a year after my parents bought our house. A year later her husband passed away. I don’t know the details though. Last year, during the summer with the lockdown going on I spent most of day in my room reading. And would go to bed after a while. I was sitting on my front porch reading and Mrs. Bennett leaned over her porch railing and said “Daniel I want to talk to you.” “Yeah Mrs. Bennett. what’s up?” “No Daniel, come here I want to talk with you…NOW” The tone in her voice told me I better get my ass over there so I put my book down and walked over to her porch steps. “Come inside with me I want to talk with you.” I walked up her porch steps and went inside. I had been in her house hundreds of times before so it was nothing new. I sat on her couch and said “What’s up Mrs. B?” “Daniel I know what you are doing.” “Uh…reading a book?” “No Daniel. I know you have been watching me.”
“What do you mean Mrs. B?”
“Don’t act innocent with me. I have known for several months now. I know you watch me through your window when I go in my room.”
“Wha..Wait..huh? What are you talking about Mrs. B?”
“Every night when I go in to my room to change, Your bedroom light goes out or is already out. And have seen your bedroom shades and curtains move. Not every night though. But it happens a lot. You have been trying to spy on me.”
“Mrs. B I swear, I am not trying to do anything. I didn’t even know your bedroom was across from mine.”
“Daniel, come be honest with me. I didn’t want to embarrass you in front of your parents. Just admit it.”
“Mrs. B. I swear to god I have no clue what you are talking about.”
“If it’s not you, then why do your shades and curtains move when I am in my room? I’ve even snuck into my room and seen you changing into your sweat pants. Then your light goes out. I know you are looking in my window jerking off. I even have video of your curtains and blinds moving when I am in my room. Six seperate nights.”
“Okay Mrs. B. Let’s see it.” Read more »

Finding out I was bi-sexual by cheating on my first boyfriend with another girl

Just got done writing this and realised how long it is. Got a bit too carried away with the back story and all the little details as I’ve never done something like this before but it really turned me on reliving the experience. TL;DR My (ex)boyfriend stood me up a few times in a row after I’d moved to uni. On a drunken night out my good friend at the time took me back to our accommodation to comfort me and we ending up fucking for most of the night.

It happened during my first few weeks at uni. I was 18 at the time and was with a guy a few years older than me (we’ll call him Jack). Jack and I had been together for around 3 years, and looking back it was obvious he wasn’t too into me at the end of our relationship, and would only really see me if he knew there was sex involved. But at the time I couldn’t see it, I thought I loved him more than anything, and was kinda star struck by him as he was an older, popular guy who was very handsome. He made me feel lucky to be with him and that lead to him being able to get away with treating me badly. Read more »

Office Fun (FF, coerced)

You enter my office with your lunch and close the door. You ask if I’m ready for a break. I push away from my desk and run my hands through my hair, stretching. The zipper of my blouse strains against my breasts. You set your lunch on my desk and step behind me. “You look like you need a massage,” you smile as you allow your hands to rest on my shoulders. “I definitely could, but I don’t have time to leave”. I respond. You begin to put pressure on my shoulders, “Oh I don’t think you’ll need to go anywhere. Just relax and let me work.”

I lean back into my chair as you begin to work my tight shoulders. My head nestles between your breasts You slowly work the muscles, rubbing deeper, drawing out my moans and sighs. My eyes close as I relax into your touch. Your hands begin to move down my front, working my pectorals. Your hands slip farther down, squeezing and massaging my breasts. I arch against your hands, inviting your touch. One hand lets go, parting the already taut zipper. Read more »

First lesbian experience with a stranger while camping (FF) and a little (FM)…

I need to get away. I’ve been cooped up in my apartment for months because of quarantine, but everything is still pretty much fucking closed. Then, I remembered camping exists.

Camping always was fun as a kid, normally it was with parents and siblings, but I’ll make due on my own. I bet I can do it. I’ll bring a taser and my kickboxing class experience.

I have some vacation time saved up, I think I’ll cash it in for a week and get into some nature. Maybe a forrest, maybe some mountains. I pack up an old tent my ex left. It’s old, but it should work fine. Look up how to book a spot online. It all seems pretty modern. Covid safe disclaimer, credit card and PayPal options…Ok, maybe I won’t get murdered…

I pull into the campgrounds with my little smart car. Found the spot I picked online.

“Site… 17.”

I mutter to myself as I slow to my site.

Socially distanced campsites, of course. Every other one closed off.

I set up my little one woman tent. Simple pop up number, stake it and forget it. Read more »