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Mumbai Madness: A Wild Night in the Office with Ruby

Yo, what’s good? I’m Rucks, and I’m about to drop a story that’s been living rent-free in my head for months. This one’s from Mumbai, where I had a night so insane it feels like a fever dream. It’s about me and Ruby, my coworker, and a moment in our office bathroom that turned our world upside down. This ain’t your average office tale—it’s raw, risky, and real. So, buckle up, maybe dim the lights, and let’s dive into this steamy Mumbai madness from a few months back.

The Backstory: Sparks in the City of Dreams

I’m a software engineer, hustling in Mumbai’s tech scene, still flying solo in the romance department. A while back, I joined a startup in Bandra, where the coffee’s strong and the deadlines are stronger. That’s where I met Ruby (name changed). She was on my dev team, a firecracker with a sharp mind and a laugh that could light up the room. We started as work buddies, paired on a project, spending late nights debugging code and cracking jokes over cold pizza.

Ruby was single, living in a tiny flat in Andheri, navigating Mumbai’s chaos like a pro. Our chats went from code to life—traffic rants, Bollywood gossip, you name it. She’d tease me about my chai addiction, and I’d fire back about her filter coffee obsession. We’d stay late at the office, just us, and I started catching feelings. She’d lean over my desk, her perfume hitting me like a wave, and I’d fumble my words. There was heat, but I kept it professional—until that one night.

The Buildup: Tension in the Air

It was a brutal week—client demos, buggy code, and a deadline breathing down our necks. Ruby and I were pulling an all-nighter, the office empty except for the hum of AC and our screens. Around 11 PM, we took a break, grabbing energy drinks from the pantry. She was in a tight black top and jeans, her hair loose, and I couldn’t stop stealing glances. “You look stressed, Rucks,” she said, smirking. “Need a massage or what?” I laughed, but my mind went straight to the gutter.

We went back to work, but the vibe shifted. She’d brush past me, her hand grazing my arm, and I’d catch her eyes lingering. During a code review, she leaned in close, her breath warm on my neck, and whispered, “You’re cute when you’re focused.” My heart pounded. I shot back, “Careful, Ruby, you’re playing with fire.” She just grinned, and I knew we were past the point of no return.

The Night: Bathroom Blaze

By 1 AM, we were done with the code but too wired to leave. The office was dead silent, just us and the city lights outside. Ruby stretched, her top riding up, and said, “I need to freshen up. Wanna join me?” I thought she was joking, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the unisex bathroom down the hall. My pulse was racing—this was reckless, but I was all in.

We slipped inside, locking the door. The bathroom was small, white tiles and a faint lemon cleaner smell. Ruby pushed me against the wall. “You’ve been staring all night,” she said, her voice low. “What you gonna do about it?” I grabbed her waist and kissed her, hard. Her lips were soft, tasting like cherry lip balm, and she kissed back like she was starving, her tongue dancing with mine.

She yanked my T-shirt off, her nails scraping my chest, and I pulled her top over her head, revealing a lacy red bra. I unhooked it, and her tits bounced free, perfect and begging to be touched. I sucked her nipples, flicking them with my tongue, and she moaned, “Fuck, Rucks, don’t stop.” Her hands were in my jeans, grabbing my lund, stroking it till I was rock-hard. I groaned, pushing her against the sink, the cold porcelain digging into her hips.

I peeled off her jeans, revealing a black thong, and she kicked it aside, her chut wet and glistening. I dropped to my knees, spreading her legs, and buried my face in her, licking her clit, tasting her salty sweetness. She grabbed my hair, screaming “Aah, fuck!” as I sucked harder, my tongue working her until she came, her juices dripping down my chin. I drank it all, my lund throbbing.

She pulled me up, panting, and dropped to her knees, taking my lund in her mouth. She sucked deep and sloppy, her tongue swirling, until I was ready to burst. I stopped her, lifted her onto the sink. “Fuck me, now,” she begged, spreading her legs. I teased her chut with my lund, rubbing it against her clit, making her squirm. “Don’t play, Rucks, chod mujhe!” she growled. I slammed into her, hard, her chut tight and hot, and started pounding, the sink creaking under us.

She wrapped her legs around me, her nails clawing my back, moaning “Aah, aah, harder!” I fucked her senseless, slapping her ass, pulling her hair, our bodies slick with sweat. After a few minutes, I flipped her around, bending her over the sink, her face pressed against the mirror. I entered her from behind, doggy-style, watching her tits bounce in the reflection as I rammed her. She came again, screaming, her chut pulsing around me, and I kept going, unloading deep inside her with a groan. We collapsed against the sink, panting, the air thick with sex.

But we weren’t done. She turned, kissing me, and said, “Round two, bedroom style.” We moved to the floor, her on top, riding me like a wild thing, her hips grinding, tits bouncing. I grabbed her ass, thrusting up, and we fucked until she came again, her “Aah, fuck!” echoing off the tiles. I flipped her into missionary, pounding her chut until I came a second time, filling her up. We lay there, sweaty, spent, and laughing at how insane this was.

The Morning After: Keeping the Heat

We cleaned up, snuck back to our desks, and left the office around 4 AM. The next day, Ruby strolled in, all business in a kurti, but her smirk said it all. During a team meeting, she brushed past me, whispering, “Bathroom, lunch break?” My lund twitched. At noon, we were back in that bathroom, door locked, her skirt hiked up, me fucking her against the wall, quick and dirty. She bit my shoulder to muffle her moans, and we both came in minutes, high on the thrill.

Our fling kept going—stolen moments in the office, late-night Ubers, her flat in Andheri. Ruby eventually got a job offer in Bangalore and moved, but we still sext and reminisce. Writing this makes my lund hard again, reliving every thrust, every moan.

What I Learned: Live Like There’s No Tomorrow

That night with Ruby was a wake-up call. Life’s too short to play it safe. We could’ve kept it professional, but we dove into the fire, and it was worth every second. It wasn’t just about the sex—it was about chasing what sets your soul ablaze, no regrets. Mumbai’s chaos taught me that the best moments happen when you say fuck it and go for it.

Final Thoughts

Thanks for riding this wild wave with me. If there’s one thing I want you to take away, it’s this: don’t let fear stop you. Whether it’s a forbidden fling or a dream you’re scared to chase, jump in headfirst. Got a story of a night that changed you? Hit me up in the comments—I’m dying to hear it!

Till next time,

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I was nervous for my fiancé to see how rough sex with my lover is. He witnessed my sexual awakening and knows the real me.

My fiancé has known how incredible my sex life is with my lover Jermaine, we have talked about it constantly ever since my first night with him. He knows how long it can take my pussy to recover after a day or two spent with Jermaine, sometimes I’m left with bruises and red skin when there’s some intense impact play.

What he didn’t know, or anyone was the woman I become when my lover has turned my brain into mush after multiple orgasms. Orgasms so strong that I completely forget about the outside world and only exist in that moment to be Jermaine‘s vessel of pleasure.

I’m not Jazmine when I’m with my lover.

Jazmine is a woman who is engaged to the love of her life. She graduated with honors from grad school. She‘s put together and takes pride in her work and family. Jazmine is successful. She’s a really good auntie and friend. She’s someone who respected and young girls at her job look up to.

I’m his “**Good Girl”, “Pretty Little Slut”, “Baby girl”.**

That woman’s body is is used by her lover however and whenever he wants. She’s slapped all over, choked to her absolute limits. Her mouth gets spat into, pissed in and later filled with cum. His cum is her favorite. Good Girl gets her hair pulled back so hard her head gets red hot. Sometimes she crawls on her hand and knees on the floor to show her lover that she’s willing to act and behave any way he wants. Babygirl makes sure that Jermaine’s balls are so completely drained that barely any semen comes out when he finishes for the last time.

”I just don’t want you to think of me in a bad way when you see how I am with Jermaine. He just does something to me that I can’t explain, I’m a totally different person“ I confessed

”I love you. I will always love you“ my fiancé reassured me after we pulled into the my lovers driveway.

Jermaine opened the door as we pulled in and had his security help with our bags. My fiancé shook his hand and then went to the spare room to unpack his stuff, that’s where he would be staying for the two nights as my lover and I share his bedroom.

Even with my cuckold fiancé around it felt natural to be more intimate and close with my lover, we have a bad habit of being unable to keep our hands off each other. His hand is always on my ass or waist, I feel so small but safe with him when he’s touching me. I naturally can’t keep my hands off his big muscles, his hard body is so big and sexy. He is 6’9 and weighs more than 250 pounds, he is a giant black man that gets everyone’s attention wherever he goes.

*“Do you want to want a glass of wine baby girl?”* my lover asked

”Yes please Daddy”

”Uh..I mean yes Sir”

I felt so embarrassed to call him Daddy in front of my fiancé who I also call Daddy. Jermaine giggled and my cuckold looked a bit shocked and upset that he heard me call him that.

”You call him Daddy?” He asked

”*She does.…….I‘m her Daddy…..”* my lover answered his question for me.

”Oh ok. Understood Sir”

He never questioned it again.

*“Cognac for you?“* he asked my cuckold fiancé.

”Yes Sir”

We had a few drinks and relaxed by the fireplace. It was a lot of fun hanging out together and the guys had a lot of interests in common, it was like they were long lost friends it was amazing to see. I sat on the couch cuddling with my lover as my fiancé sat in the chair across from us. The wine was making me feel really good and Jermaine’s fingers were tracing my curves which had me hot and bothered. My head was on his shoulder and my hands were naturally touching his muscular chest and huge arms. We sat like that and talked with my cuckold, I know he finds us being so close and intimate as a turn on. We kissed each other constantly and I could tell in his breathing he was in a mood.

*“I think it’s about time you run Jaz a bath and help me with some stuff in the bedroom”*

”Of course, that sounds good Sir”

”Thank you Daddy” I looked up at him and we kissed slowly and passionately, the taste of Hennessy on his lips reminded me it was going to be a long night.

My fiance gave us some alone time and within minutes I unbuttoned my lovers shirt, kissed down his body and made my way to his waistband. Undid his belt and pants as he took off his shoes. When I saw how hard his in his underwear I decide to tease him a little bit so he knew how bad I wanted him in my mouth. I nippled on it, kissed it and licked over the fabric covering him.

“I’m going to worship every inch of you“ I let daddy know before I peeled his underwear off.

I took him into my mouth slowly before I kissed down his big black cock down to his very big balls and gently sucked on them. From there on I did what Daddy loves. Suck his cock nice and sloppy, deepthroating him, sucking and stroking his cock at the same time. I let him choke myself down on his cock and gagged on his huge heavy cock over and over again.

When I came up gasping for air and drool falling off of my face, Daddy would clean it up and put it back in my mouth with his tongue.

“Baths ready Sir”.

We both didnt know how long he had been there for, could have been seconds or minutes. My lover and I were locked into each other.

I looked over at him and nodded that we heard him, then Jermaine put his hand around my throat and told me to eat his ass.

One of my favorite things to do to him.

I pushed his legs back and he scooted his ass off the edge of the couch for me, I started licking his ass and stroked his big swinging cock at the same time. I spat into his asshole and shoved my tongue inside him, his cock felt so hard in my hand I swear it was made of steel.

*“Do you see how good she is for me?”*

”Yes sir. I know she loves to be good for you”

*”Let‘s get you upstairs baby girl“*

My lover picked me up and I held on to the back of his neck with my legs wrapped around him, he walked me up the stairs like this while we kissed. He was so strong and made me feel like a feather, I love when he picks me up in his arms.

When he set me down outside of his on suite bathroom I instinctually got down on my knees and sucked him again. My lover started face fucking me and got much more rough with my mouth. He eventually lead me to the jacuzzi my cuckold prepared for me with a fruit tray and champagne.

*“I need to set the room up for our night. I’ll have him come get you when we’re ready ok my girl? Text me if you need anything. Did you prepare for tonight?”*

”Yes Daddy”

*”Ok baby. See you soon. I miss you”*

”Miss you more“

Jermaine left the bathroom naked and called out for my fiancé. I couldn’t hear over the music playing what they were doing but the jets from the jacuzzi got me distracted quickly, they felt so good on my sensitive pussy.

My fiancé came into the bathroom

“Here’s some warm towels for you Ms. Jazmine”

”Ms. Jazmine?“ I chuckled with a strawberry in my mouth. “Since when do you call me Ms. Jazmine? I asked him kind of weirded out.

”Sir told me I have to call you Ms. Jazmine in his house”

”Are you ok with that my love?”

”Yes Ms. Jazmine“

”Really?”

”Yes Ms. Jazmine”

”You can tell me if you don’t want to my love. Seriously it’s just us”

He was silent for a couple seconds and then he looked at me.

”Yes Ms. Jazmine”

He was all in. I had never seen a submissive bone in his body or anything like this before, I know how much he admires and feels grateful for my lover being able to fulfill all my fantasies and needs. Now he’s able to somewhat understand the power my lover can have over someone.

So I decided I was going to test him a bit.

”Can you tell Daddy I said thank you for the towels and the bath? Tell him I want to be a Good Girl for him. Can you do that?”

”Yes Ms. Jazmine”

I found it so fucking sexy that he was behaving like this.

10 minutes later he came back and told me “Ms. Jazmine, Daddy wants you to know the room is ready�� He turned off the jacuzzi and brought over the towels. He helped dry me off and when he was about to leave I hugged him tightly and we kissed.

“I love you so much“ he told me.

“I love you way more”

When I entered my lovers bedroom I saw that he had installed the sex swing, had our toys laid out on the bed, ropes, whips, my gag and other tools used for pleasure were on display.

My lover walked over to me and touched my pussy, we fingered me as I sucked on his tongue. He picked me up and slid himself into my pussy for the first time, he fucked me slowly at first as we both felt my pussy stretch and open up for him. He used his arm strength to lower and lift me onto his cock, it felt amazing to do this in front of my cuckold.

We ended up making love on the floor beside the bed with my fiancé watching us. I came over and over again from his huge cock thrusting into me at various speeds and angles. Jermaine was a world class lover, he knew how to make me orgasm and after my first O he no longer needed to be gentle with me.

As the selfless lover he is, he waited until I came multiple times to finish inside me. When I felt his cock stiffen, his thrusts becoming extremely hard and steady, Jermaine’s breathing intensified.

”I want you to cum inside me Daddy” I begged with my arms and legs wrapped around his muscular back.

*”Fuck!”* He grunted

”Please cum for me Daddy”

*”Fuck I’m coming”*

I could feel his big black cock throbbing inside of me and my pussy started being filled up with the huge amount of cum he produces. It triggered my own orgasm and it felt euphoric to finally have Daddy‘s creampie. He laid on top with his cock still in me, we kissed and cuddled ourselves back into recovery.

When he pulled out his cum started dripping out of me. *“Clean her up for me“*

”Yes Sir”

I’ve never seen my fiancé move so fast and desperate, he licked up my lovers seed off the rug and started cleaning up my pussy. It felt so good and I loved looking down at him being so submissive.

*“When you’re done there, I want you to help me tie her* up“

“Yes Sir”

My lover and fiancé tied my hands and ankles together then to his bedposts.

*“Put her gag* on”

”Yes Sir”

My cuckold put the ball gag in my mouth and adjusted the strap so it fit around my head.

*“Now you need to leave. It’s time for us to be alone. I will let you know when you can come back. Understood?”*

”Yes Sir”

My lover walked my fiancé out the door and then they had a conversation on the other side of the door. I laid there tied up, gagged, helpless, a totally submissive and pathetic slut. At the mercy of two men, one that I love for his cock, the other I‘m completely and utterly in love with.

When Jermaine came back into the room he smiled and told me I look beautiful. I couldn’t say anything back so I just nodded.

*“Are you ready baby girl?”*

I nodded.

*”Do you want to be a Good Girl for me?”* He asked with my favourite dildo in his right hand

I nodded again.

*“This is going in your ass. AND this is going on your pussy”* he informed me holding The Magic Wand in his left.

I had only done one or the other before, since this night was special for all three of us my lover wanted to make it even more unforgettable.

He licked my ass first, then fingered it with some lube. Then he fingered my ass and pussy as he ate my pussy and by this point my brain had smoothed over. I was shaking and coming so hard my orgasms were just one continuous wave of pleasure.

The dildo was inserted once my ass was warmed up, my lover was gentle for a few moments but he knew I was capable of being put through more. So he fucked my ass with no remorse and smacked my thighs every time I was about to cum to reset my body. He didn’t let me cum front he dildo until wand was turned on, when he put it on my pussy I almost came instantly. I was squirming and screaming out, good thing I had my gag on. My fiancé probably would have been extremely concerned and worried since he couldn’t witness what was being done to me.

My lover made me squirt until I didn’t have any fluids left in my body, the wand was on max speed and his relentless fucking of my ass had me waking up several seconds after an orgasm. My heart was racing, my body and the bed was soaking wet and my body kept twitching and spasming until my senses came back.

After 45 minutes my lover decided I had enough, I was so sensitive at this point it felt like it as stuck in a perpetual state of walking the edge into another orgasm, which sounds like it would be an amazing time but imagine it feeling like when your stomach rises on a roller coaster. But that feeling doesn’t go away.

*“You’re such a good little slut. You know that right?“*

I could barely nod my head but I managed a “Mmmhmmmm”

*”That’s my girl. I want you to know….I’m not done with you yet. Now it’s time for your fiancé to help me untie you.”*

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I fucked my girlfriends little sister.

It was just another Friday night for me. I work as an auto mechanic, and like most guys after a long day, we hit the bar. Most of the men were married and started to stagger back home pretty early, leaving just me and a few of my buds that were single. We nursed a few more beers, but I was avoiding going home since I knew my roommate would bring back his date.

“Last call!” The bartender hollered, breaking me out of my daydream about the security at work. The bartender was a cute little thing, college-aged with a few freckles across her nose. And those eyes - ugh, they were something to die for.

I had already collected the empties from my table and made my way to her to get a last round. I smiled at her as I tossed a twenty onto the counter.

“Another for the road and keep the change.” She bit into her lip as she took up the bill, shoving it into the apron she wore. The blue label of what I had been drinking all night was slid over to me as I eyed her; there was something about her that I couldn’t put a finger on.

“You don’t remember me, do you?” The towel over her shoulder was taken down as she wiped the trail of water left behind. I used the counter to pop the lid off of my drink as I stared at her.

“No, but I was just thinking there was something about you.” She seemed to deflate at my answer; it didn’t seem it was the one she was looking for. That smile returned as another customer came up to close their tab.

“You dated my sister.” She looked over her shoulder at me. The strap of her too-thin tank top had slipped just enough to show the small tattoo on her shoulder blade— one that looked familiar to me.

“… AUDRY?” That was said a little too loud. I fixed my face and cleared my throat, nursing my beer to hide my reaction. The last time I saw her she was just a fresh teen with braces, always wearing hoodies. This was a woman in front of me, but she still held onto that familiarity that made my heart skip a beat.

She laughed, and I swear it lit up the room. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one to notice. A few of the guys still lingered about, and I’d bet money it was to see who could take her home.

“Yes, yes. Don’t say it so loud.” The change was given to the customer, who gave it back along with a napkin with his number. She pocketed both, but as soon as he was out the door, she tossed the napkin out.

“I haven’t seen you in…” I thought back to the last time I had seen her. It had to be a good ten years. It was my senior year of high school, and she was just in middle school?

“Eleven years. I think I’ve grown up since then.” There was a tease in her voice. I couldn’t help but let my eyes drop down her body and take in just how much she had grown. Her breasts were more than a handful each, and I wondered if they were real.

“Certainly have.” I looked back at her features, and I could see it now. Her hair was more red than brown now, the baby fat gone from her face, and she had that smoky eye look going that framed her blue-grey eyes. My interest sparked just thinking about what I could do.

She cleaned and closed tabs as the room emptied. She waved out the other barback as we caught up, closing out the drawers, emptying the trash, and tending to general bar duties. When the last of the patrons left, it was just the two of us.

I decided to go out on a limb and ask for her number, unsure about how weird it would be since I had dated her sister.

“I thought you’d never ask.” She took my phone, entered her number after asking for the pin. Immediately after, she texted herself from my phone, indicating that she was interested. Time to turn on the charm.

“Let me walk you home?” I slipped off the stool, placing it on the counter with others. She removed her apron, collected her tips in a jar before returning. As she walked back around, I noticed her curves accentuated by her chest bouncing slightly with each step. All I could think about was how amazing she would look riding me.

"I'm good at walking home alone," she said softly, her voice now deeper and more sultry than I remembered. "But if you want to follow me... well, I wouldn't mind some company."

My heart hammered in my chest as I fell into step beside her, not wanting to miss another beat of conversation. We walked together silently for a moment as she unlocked her car door, and then turned to face me once more. In the dim lighting of the parking lot, I saw her cheeks flush slightly under his gaze; her body language changing from confident to vulnerable. Something inside me stirred at this newfound vulnerability in her demeanor.

"What?" she asked playfully, rolling her eyes at herself before looking away shyly. "I mean... it's been so long since someone found me attractive."

I couldn't help but smirk at that statement - like she wasn't attractive now? It was hard not to imagine all those curves underneath those tight jeans, and that coy smile on my face felt foreign to me.

“You gotta be kidding me. Look at you.” She blushed deeply at my words, her hand coming up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. I couldn't resist reaching out and tracing her jawline with my finger, causing her to shiver slightly.

"Is that so?" she asked, her voice low and breathy. Her eyes never left mine, full of desire and a hint of mischief.

Without hesitation, I leaned in and captured her lips with mine. It was like fireworks exploding in the night sky - passionate, intense, and electric. She responded eagerly, wrapping her arms around my neck as I pulled her closer to me.

We stumbled towards my car, our kisses becoming more frantic and urgent with each step. Once inside, we were all over each other - hands roaming freely over each other's bodies as we devoured each other's mouths.

I couldn't believe this was happening. Not only was I making out with my ex-girlfriend's sister after all these years, but it felt amazing, like we were meant to be together all along.

"You taste so good," I groaned against her lips, my free hand finding its way to her derrière and squeezing it roughly through her tight jeans. She let out a moan of approval, grinding her hips against me in response. "Goddess, you feel amazing."

She let out a small laugh into the kiss before breaking away for air. "You really think I'm a goddess?" she asked with a smirk that made my anticipation grow.

I smirked back at her. "Are you kidding? You do see how beautiful you are."

Her eyes widened for a moment before she leaned in again, this time biting my bottom lip softly between her teeth playfully. Her breasts were pressed against me, and I could feel the heat of her body seeping through our clothes as she ground against me harder - she felt so good.

"Take your shirt off," she demanded between breaths. Her voice was low and sultry now; it sent shivers down my spine as I pulled it over my head without hesitation. My chest hair tickled against hers as she ran her hands over them greedily while still keeping the kiss going.

She pulled away from the kiss, her eyes filled with lust. "Lay back," she commanded, her hands pushing me gently towards the back seat of my car. I complied eagerly, anticipating what was to come next.

She climbed on top of me, straddling my hips as she leaned down to resume our passionate kisses. Her hands roamed all over my bare chest, exploring every inch of my skin as if it was something she had been longing for.

I couldn't believe this was happening - just a few hours ago, I was at the bar, trying to drown out my sorrows. Now, I was here, making out with the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on. Life could be so unpredictable and yet so amazing.

As we kissed, her hands traveled down to the waistband of my jeans, teasingly running her fingers along it before slipping them underneath and grabbing onto my hard member through my boxers. I let out a groan in response, unable to contain my desire any longer.

"Please," I whispered against her lips, not needing to say more for her to understand what I wanted. She pulled away from me slightly and began pulling her top up slowly - giving me a tantalizing view of her cleavage before tossing it aside, revealing a black lacy bra that barely contained her generous breasts.

My eyes widened in appreciation as she leaned in again, capturing my lips in another searing kiss while teasingly grinding against me through our clothes. Her hands worked quickly to unbuckle my belt and unzip my jeans before sliding them down along with my boxers.

I lifted myself slightly so she could pull them off completely before settling back down on the seat. She sat up and looked down at me, her hand wrapping around my length as she began stroking it slowly - eliciting a deep moan from me.

"You like that?" she asked with a smirk before leaning down and taking me into her mouth. I let out a string of curses as she expertly took me deep into her throat, sliding up and down with a skill that belied her inexperience. She looked up at me with a mix of lust and wonder, her blue-grey eyes wide and dark with desire. Her tongue danced over the head of my dick, tracing circles around the tip as she bobbed her head faster and faster. My hands tangled in her hair, holding her close to me as I arched into her touch. The scent of her perfume filled the car - something sweet, like vanilla and smoke.

My hips bucked against her face, trying to get closer, but she held me back, teasing me with a wicked smile on her lips. I groaned into the car door as she took more of my length into that perfect mouth. It felt so good to have someone else's touch on me after so long.

Her fingers trailed down my chest to my stomach before undoing my belt buckle and pulling it off, tossing it away along with my shirt. She pushed me back against the seat as she straddled me once more, leaning in for another scorching kiss. Her breasts brushed against my chest, nipples hard from arousal. I reached up to cup them both through the thin fabric of her bra, squeezing them gently. She moaned into my mouth as our teeth clicked together before pulling away breathless.

"Please," I whispered hoarsely, wanting more of this electric connection we shared.

She nodded once then slid off me, unzipping her jeans slowly revealing black lacy panties underneath which barely contained those perfect curves of hers. She stepped out of them both, and I couldn't help but admire how perfect she was.

Her lips met mine once more, and I tasted the sweetness of her tongue on the side of my mouth before we parted again. "I've always wanted you," she whispered between breaths. It sent shivers down my spine—a feeling of desire that coursed through my veins like lightning bolts connecting us both together.

She slowly lowered herself onto me, her breasts grazing against mine before sitting up straight again; moaning softly at the contact. And then without another word, she lowered herself back down, taking me inside her slowly but surely. Her eyes widened as I filled her up, making sure to look at me every second of the way as if to make sure I knew what we were doing here tonight.

Her skin felt so soft against mine, yet there was an edge to it all—an urgency that matched our beating hearts and racing minds that seemed to set us both on fire. Goddess almighty did she feel good wrapped around me like this!

My lips found sweet spots along her neck as we moved together in sync. Sweat and leather mingling with our arousal created an intoxicating mix. I couldn’t help but growl out loud as she took me. My hands came up to cup her ample breasts, thumbs teasing at her hard nipples.

She seemed to like it, her back arching as though I sent a wave of pleasure through her entire body. She moaned into my neck making me wild. I drove into her faster and faster. Her biting and sucking at my neck just at the collarbone. It felt so good to be wanted after all these years.

“Oh god,” she gasped into my kiss between nips at my neck. “You feel so good.” I couldn’t help but grunt against her neck and continued my frenzied lovemaking. My fingers dug deeper and deeper into her flesh with each thrust inside her welcoming heat.

The friction between us was an exquisite torture building up at an almost unbearable speed. Pleasure was consuming me. It felt like I needed to push past my own body and become one with hers.

Our bodies glistened with perspiration from the fervor of our lovemaking. Every inch of my length sliding against hers sent sparks through my body, igniting a fire inside of me I didn't know was possible.

Her mouth found mine once more; our tongues tangled in a heated dance while we ground against each other frantically. Her fingers dug into my shoulders as if seeking purchase, as she rode me harder and faster than ever before.

I groaned into her mouth, feeling an impending orgasm rising within me at this unexpected turn of events. She bit down on my bottom lip softly, then sucked on it tenderly before returning to the kiss - sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body straight to my core.

With one last hard thrust deep inside of her, I came deep inside of her pussy. Her walls clenched around my cock right after, as I finished inside of her. She moaned louder than I had ever heard a woman before - her own orgasm forcing her body to shake.

My fingers traced her thighs, and the mark of her jeans on her hips, as I looked to her. She pulled my now semi-limp dick from her pussy, my cum dripping down those silken thighs. I looked up at her perfect body, drunk on both alcohol and her.

"That was amazing," she whispered, her voice husky and filled with satisfaction.

I couldn't agree more. It had been years since I had felt this kind of passion and connection with someone else. And the fact that it was with my ex's little sister made it all the more intense.

But now, as we lay here together, I couldn't help but wonder what would come next. Was this just a one-night stand, or could there be something more between us?

[truthfulpoint]

I just “unknowingly” fucked my gf’s best friend

Edit: story is split into 3 sections

1. Some background and context

2. The story

3. Where things get wild

Also sorry it’s really long. This just happened to me and I didn’t want to miss anything so I just typed as I recalled what happened. Also sorry for any errors, I didn’t proof read anything.

Some background and context:

I work mid shift at my work currently (11pm - 7am) so I have these not so great black out curtains that I don’t really use but I also have a sleep mask that I use a lot as it helps me stay asleep.

I have “jokingly” asked my gf a couple times if she’d be interested in a 3 some with one of her friends a couple times just feeling out how she would respond and she always said no without any hints of a maybe.

I have a couple kinks that my gf is well aware of. I love stockings/pantyhose/tights, whatever you want to call them. Idk why I just think they are sexy and I like the feel/look of them. I also really like being woken up into sexual situations. I’m always super horny right when I wake up and told my gf I would love to wake up to my cock in her mouth which has happened a couple of times but not often due to my gf not being horny throughout the day, only around the evening. Lastly we have restraints tied to each corner of the bed that my gf and I enjoy very much. We both use them on each other and pair it up nicely with my sleep mask.

I live in a one bedroom apartment. We have a queen size bed with a bathroom outside the bedroom and a living room on the other side of the bedroom wall. Our kitchen is attached to the living room. We have a decent sized couch in the living room as well

This happened today as I’m writing this about an hour ago and I don’t know what to make of it or if I should confront my gf about it and ask her (giving away the fact that I know what really happened)

My gf and I went to the same high school but never saw/talked to each other. We didn’t really know the other existed until a year after we graduated through a mutual friend

The story:

So my gf (let’s call her Sarah) had one of her best friends from high school come visit and stay with us for a couple days (let’s call her Kate). I was crushing on Kate hard in high school but never told anyone or made a move. Kate is about 5’4” with an athletic build. She played soccer so she had a nice toned ass and was very fit. She had long black hair and very pretty green eyes. She flew in Thursday morning and is leaving Monday morning. Sarah told me the plan, they were doing something everyday like going to the beach or downtown and I had my own plans so it was going to be a great time for the two of them to catch up.

Me and Sarah got Kate from the airport around 10am Thursday and got to our apartment. Kate said she was tired and didn’t want to go out and do anything so we just hung out for a bit and I had to go to sleep at noon because I had to be at work that night. I make my self some sleepy time tea with melatonin in it like I always do before bed bc it helps me stay asleep. Then I go to bed like normal while they are catching up in the living room. I wake up and start getting ready for work. I go to the bathroom to shower and see that Sarah and Kate are still talking but there are a few drinks on the coffee table next to them and they seem to be whispering and giggling more than just catching up.

I shower and then make sure to help get Sarah get Kate’s bed (the living room couch) all set up to sleep in. I say bye and go to work. I get off work and head home. It was a rough day and I just need to get some sleep. Normally I try to pull through and stay up until noon to stay on a schedule but often times I’ll pass out right when I get home. I open my apartment door and the first thing I see is Kate.

She laying down sideways on the couch with the blanket over her fast asleep. I try to be quiet as it’s 7:30am and I don’t know how late they stayed up. I keep looking at her thinking about how attractive she is. Fantasy thoughts come across my brain. I think what if I just came up and started eating her out or fingering her. I think it but I would never actually do anything like that. I’m very respectfully of my relationship and I would never do anything without consent but the sexual though keep rushing over me.

I brush it off and go to the bedroom, Sarah is sleeping too so I quietly get a change of clothes out the dresser and go to the bathroom to shower. I normally come out the bathroom in just my underwear but knowing we have company I put shorts and a shirt on too. I get out and go to the kitchen to make some sleepy time tea and see that Kate is already awake. The blanket is over her still with one arm under it and the other arm over it holding her phone. I guess I was more hornet than I thought bc I immediately pictured her touching herself under the blanket. I say good morning and ask if my shower woke her up.

She said no she didn’t even hear the shower she just woke up naturally. I start boiling water in the tea kettle and ask if she wants any tea. She says “sure what kind do you have?” As she gets up and starts walking into the kitchen. She’s wearing a baggy oversized t shirt and I’m assuming some short athletic shorts that I can’t really see bc the shirt covers them. I can tell she doesn’t have a bra on immediately and try not to get caught looking. I do t know about bra sizes but I’d guess Sarah has C cup. They are pretty decent size but Kate’s are definitely bigger. Not by a lot but bigger.

Kate walks over and I open the pantry saying “pretty much just sleepy time and normal green tea”. She stands in front of me looking into the pantry and I can smell her hair which smells amazing. She slightly leans over to grab the green tea and I can’t help but look at her ass that’s still so pronounced even though her shirt is draped over it. “I’ll just have the green tea then” as she hands me the green tea box.

I make the tea and we sit together on the couch enjoying it. Just small talk the entire time. Not any hints of any sexual undertones or anything. So I finish my tea and tell her I’m going to bed. I put everything away and go to bed. I stripped to my underwear, put on my sleeping mask and fell asleep.

Where things get wild:

I wake up not knowing what time it was (I’m assuming around 8pm bc that sleepy time tea really works at keeping me asleep). I can immediately tell that my underwear is off and I’m restrained. My legs and arms are spread apart and tied to the bed. I pretend to stay asleep as I know that this means sexy time. I woke up with a full on boner and no way was that going down now that I knew what was coming. I don’t move or make any noise or change my breathing but I can tell it’s still pretty lit up in the room by natural light through a crack in the sleeping mask by my nose. I can only see a sliver of my surroundings and only when looking down towards my nose.

I want to look around and see if my gf Sarah is about to go down on me but I do t want her to think I’m awake so I stay still and wait. That’s when I hear the faintest whispering from the living room. Right away I remember that Kate is here so my head gets thrown into confusion

“Is my gf going to do this with her in the apartment?”

“Is Kate going to leave the apartment for a bit”

“Am I supposed to try to be quiet when I pretend to wake up”

A wave of confusion rushes over me as I’m trying to figure it out.

I can tell that there’s two sets of whispers so I know no one is in the bedroom. I take my chance to look around without my head making too much noise on the pillow. First thing I see is my dick has gone soft after the wave on confusion hit my brain. Second thing I see is that the bedroom door is wide open! This blows my mind. “How could Sarah leave the door open??? What if Kate saw me?” Nothing else in the room seems off so I lay there and wait.

I hear the front door open and then close so I think ok Kate is probably going on a walk for a bit. Ok everything makes sense to me now and I can relax and enjoy what my gf is about to do to me. I hear her walk into the bedroom and sit next to me on my right side. She grabs my still soft cock and starts playing with it and stroking it. My gf Sarah is also 5’4” with an athletic build just not as skinny as Kate. Sarah has very small hands so it feels amazing wrapped around my cock and makes it feel bigger than it actually is. It feels good but I’m debating internally when to stop fake sleeping.

She leans over from my right side and slowly puts the tip of my cock in her mouth. It feels amazing! The warmth and the wetness of her mouth. I can feel her lips wrapped around my head and her tongue slowly going back and forth. My dick gets bigger and bigger in her mouth. She moved her hand from the top by her mouth to the base of my cock and then puts all of me in her mouth. I let out a moan. The cover is blown now. She keeps going all the way up and down. I keep letting out soft moans and start wiggling my legs around a little. It feels amazing and I want more.

Now that she knows I’m awake I feel way more free to move around so I decide to try and watch her suck on my cock through the crack in my mask but she moves right before I could look. She put her left leg over me and when I look all I can see is smooth skin right in front of my face. She is in 69 position and I’m all about it. I can feel her feet on my arms which is how I found out she’s wearing pantyhose. Right away that turns me on even more as she plants her pussy right on my mouth. I get to work and start licking her up and down. Then flat tongue going side ways on her clit. While all of this is happening she’s sucking my dick like never before. It feels amazing.

Normally when my gf and I 69, she stops sucking me after a while and lets out a couple moans of pleasure from what I’m doing. This hasn’t happened as she keeps sucking. One hand holding the base and the other holding my balls. I feel like I’m going to cum soon it’s too good. My jaw starts getting sore so I switch to penetrating her with my tongue. I slid my tongue inside her and it doesn’t taste how it normally does. That’s confused me for a second but I think nothing of it and instead concentrate on how tight she feels around my tongue.

She stops sucking when I put my tongue in her and lets out a moan. Very hot but her moan immediately makes me question if this was really Sarah. Everything started to seem like it was connecting. The blowjob felt better than usual, her pussy tasted sweeter, her moan didn’t sound like Sarah’s normal moans, and now I feel like I can smell Kate’s hair. I don’t know if I’m overthinking it or if I’m just imaging/fantasizing that it is Kate and choose to ignore it for now while I’m eating her out.

She gets off me and goes to my nightstand that has condoms in it, pulls one out and puts it on me. I can see her hand putting it on but not much else. At this point I’m like 70% certain that this is Kate which has me going wild inside. And just the thought I might get to fuck her has sparks flying inside. She gets on me revers cowgirl about to slide my cock inside her and that’s when I get the best view. I see her ass hovering over my dick. I can see she’s wearing thigh highs that go up to the crevasse her ass makes on her thigh. They are so smooth and have a lace design at the top. I pan my view up and see Kate’s black hair up in a bun and her slim figure over me.

Before all the questions about how or why this is happening rush in she sits on my cock. No waiting or beating around the bush she shoves me inside of her like that’s the only thing that’s been on her mind for the past week. I can feel her pussy gripped around my cock. She’s so tight, tighter than my gf. It’s very warm and wet. She’s so wet it slid in no problem. We both let out a moan as we were sharing this amazing feeling together. I can’t stop looking at her ass planted on me. Her body is amazing and I want her. I feel her lean forward and grab my ankles. She starts riding me like the good girl she is. A perfect tempo not too slow or too fast. I’m watching her dripping from her pussy as my cock keeps sliding in and out. Her moans alone would be enough to make me cum. She sounds so sexy and I love knowing that she’s enjoying it.

I keep moaning too and start talking dirty to her. I tell her to keep going just like that. Just like the good little slut she is. She loves it and moans louder and louder. I keep telling her she’s my good girl. I want to break these arm restraints more than I’ve ever wanted anything. I want to grab her ass and waist and take control but I can’t. She has all the control right now. Her moans get louder and longer which make me go crazy. Her pussy sliding up and down my cock has brought me to my limit. I can’t possibly hold it in anymore no matter how hard I try. And I dont want to. I don’t want to try to think about something not sexy to delay it. I want to stare at her ass bouncing on my cock when I come. Where I am is where I want to be. I tell her I’m about to come and she doesn’t change anything. She doesn’t stop or speed up she just keeps going and says “cum in me daddy”

I cum so hard inside of her and she stops riding. She’s sitting all the way down on me letting my cock reach the deepest part of her as it pulses and pulses spewing cum out. She’s breathing hard and asks “did you like that?” I say “fuck, that was amazing”

I don’t know if she has given up on trying to be discrete about not being my gf or just got too caught up in how good everything felt bc she was talking. Saying dirty things like cum in me and did you like that. Before I could dive into deeper thinking about this situation she gets off me and turns around. She still straddling me just facing towards me now. I’m too scared to look through my mask bc idk what would happen if she found out I could partially see. I feel her scoot up my body. She hovers her pussy over my face and adjusts her legs. She slides her feet under my shoulders and grabs my hair with both hands careful not to move my mask.

She doesn’t want any teasing or slow play at all, Kate put her pussy right on my mouth as I stuck out my tongue and started grinding on it. Moving her hips forward and back gliding her clit on my flat tongue. She let out soft moans and a sighed “fuck” a couple times but this time as if she was holding it back realizing she shouldn’t be talking.

She stops moving and lets me do all the work. I suck on it a little bit and then start going sideways with my tongue flat on her. I can tell that’s what feels best for her bc of her moans and body movement. I switch to a circular motion and that was the golden ticket. She moans so loud without caring who can hear. Her lags clasp around my head and I can feel them shivering. She keeps shivering and moaning for a bit and is pushing my head away from her pussy because I’m assuming she doesn’t have the strength in her legs to lift herself up. Finally she calms down and lays next to me with her arm and leg draped over me.

I can see her leg over my stomach. Her smooth sexy leg in thigh highs. I wish I could use my hands and feel her. Feel her entire body. She leans over me and starts kissing me. Another dead giveaway that she isn’t my gf. Her making out is way different. She stops and I catch a glimpse of over her breasts. They are unbelievable. Bigger than Sarah’s and more rounded. I could see a small freckle on her chest too which was very attractive to me. I wanted to grab them and lick them so bad. She’s made me so horny I’m ready for round two but she gets up and I can hear her go into the bathroom.

I hear a flush and the sink. Then after a minute she comes out and takes off my condom. She has a rag and starts cleaning me up. I can see she has changed into a normal shirt and short shorts. She finishes cleaning me up and sits in between my legs. She starts slowly stroking me with her left hand while what looks like texting in her right hand. I’m rock hard now wanting more of her. She pauses for a couple seconds with her hand at the base of my cock a couple times. The she does the same thing but this time with her sucking on the head of my cock. I can see what she’s doing. She’s taking selfies with my cock in her mouth. I realize she was taking pictures of it before the selfies too. This just made me hornier. The thought of her doing that seemed sexy to me.

She then walks into the living room after closing the bedroom door. I’m left laying there wanting more and also so content with the most amazing but of my life. After a while I hear the front door open followed by some whispers and quiet giggles. The bedroom door opens and my mask comes off. It’s Sarah and she started undoing my restraints. She says “did you like that? Did it feel good?” I tell her yes and ask if she did too. She said yes and told me that Kate just got back from the gas station down the road and told me to clean up and get dressed quietly as to not leave clues to Kate what happened.

I agree a see the picture now. I’m guessing it was preplanned that Sarah was to let Kate fuck me under the condition I didn’t know it was Kate but cmon it was so obvious. 100% no doubt in my mind that was Kate and it was so lousy how they tried to hide that. I’m sure even Kate knew she had given away her identity multiple times and I’m sure Sarah knew there was no way I wouldn’t figure it out but whatever I’ll play along I guess.

I go to the living room and we all hang out like we don’t all know what just happened. Kate and I keep looking at each other pretty flirty and now I can’t stop imaging her naked and wanting to rail her on my bed. Kate and my gf went out to a cafe and now you’re caught up to the present.

I don’t know if I should tell Sarah that I know about everything that happened and ask her a ton of “why” questions or just keep everything to myself. I want to tell her so I can ask why she was fine with it after telling me she wouldn’t want a 3some with me and her friends but I also want to not say anything because I love the taboo feeling. I also do t know if I should confront Kate about it or not. I don’t know if that would be out of Sarah’s boundaries or not. I also really want to ask Kate how the pictures turned out to see how flustered I can get her.

Any advice is welcome and appreciated as I have no idea what to do or how to play this situation. Thanks for reading and sorry if it was too long or if there were any errors. I didn’t proof read.

[truthfulpoint]

Hotel Challenge

This was the first time I was going to open the hotel door fully naked. My hubby was telling me all this stories about us being naughty at the hotel and I really wanted to do this for a long time.

We where in Tampa for vacation and I was feeling really naughty. I don’t know why hotel rooms make me really seductive. We went up from the pool I was wearing a cheeky bikini that cought lots of attention. My hubby loves to see how guys turn to see my ass, after that he told me: “I want to see how someone sees you full naked”. Right away I told him: “let’s do the hotel challenge” he was so turned on that I saw how he was getting hard inside those shorts.

We arrived to the room and he immediately took the phone, but he said: “I don’t want to ask for food. I want a real man to see you.”. So he called maintenance about something with a bathroom pipe.

When the staff arrived my hubby told me take off your bottoms and keep my top half off so when you open they see you how you are undressing. ( I have the pic of that.)

I opened the door and this Latino gentleman realize I was naked immediately, his first response was: “ohh sorry miss”. I responded: “don’t worry please cum in 😏”. I took my top off and escort him to the bathroom. As soon as we entered my hubby just shouted: “Honey show the guy the pipe that is leaking below the sink”. I knew perfectly what he meant, he wanted me to bend over so the guy could have a great look at my ass and pussy. So I did it really well, the guy must have seen everything. But he was really professional and didn’t mentioned anything. After I “showed him” he saw that everything was good and said. “Everything looks really good, it most been the humidity and condensation.”

We went outside of the bathroom where my hubby aproach to us and told the guy: “can you check one more leak”. Pointing to my pussy, he ordered me: “spread your legs a little hun”. I was so turn on that I for sure was leaking. What surprised me the most was that the guy didn’t hesitate and went direct to my check my oil levels. I just felt almost immediately how his finger was slipping in real fast as I was wet as hell. He fingered me really deep with his middle finger and make me moan really shy. He responded: “oh yes sir it’s leaking hard, she is more than ready”. My hubby thank the guy and escort him to the door.

[truthfulpoint]

Mom's Sexual Therapy

It was late May, and the heat kept rolling over us in waves and scorched the grass outside. Despite being thirty-eight, I enjoyed wearing tops and miniskirts, but as a psychologist and mainly having men as clients that would be impossible. I even felt like my black stockings and a knee-length skirt still brought a bit too much attention as I desperately tried to focus on their lives in order to help them.

And even though I tried to cover up as much as possible, I couldn’t hide my wide hips or big breasts straining against my clothing. I couldn’t remember the last time one of my clients’ eyes did not “accidentally” trail to my chest. It didn’t bother me, but it wouldn’t help them to get well.

I popped the buttons free on my cardigan and pulled it off me. I then saw the display on my phone flashing and noticed a text from Aisha: my colleague and best friend. On the rooftop!

I was dying to get out of this room. I went upstairs and reached our special place. She sat already under the patio umbrella with two cups of tea and some pastries on a round table.

I fanned my face and slumped down on the lounge chair. “It feels like I’m melting.”

Her loose ginger hair hung freely about her, and she pushed it behind her ears and pushed her sunglasses up on top of her head. “No wonder with the types of clothes you’re wearing.”

I pulled the white top over my head, and once it cleared my head, my breasts bounced free and almost knocked the cup of tea off the table. “Careful there with your well-endowed rack,” Aisha giggled, moving my cup of tea aside.

“My savior,” I said and kicked her with my feet. “I’m glad to see that you’re also appropriately dressed.”

“I’ll never leave a friend hanging.” She sat there in a pink bikini, and her face was peppered with cute freckles. I was glad she hadn’t gotten too tanned since her milk-white skin was the perfect match for her hair.

I took a sip of my tea, broke off a cookie and nibbled on it silently. I didn’t know if I wanted to bring up the topic that had bothered me for the entire month, or even a year. Aisha already knew parts of the story, but I hadn’t told her that he’d even slipped further down the slippery slope.

She searched my face, and as a friend, she knew me better than I thought. “Is it Ron?”

I met her blue, caring eyes. Despite being a bit naughtier than me adult-wise, she was equally as caring as a psychologist. Her petite frame was less intimidating, like a cute little ginger cake impossible to resist. “Yeah,” I said with a deep sigh as I washed the cookie down with a bit of tea.. “He isn’t doing well at all.”

“What’s the matter with him? I remember when his father used to be alive. Your son was so charming and social. He even dismissed me once because he needed to catch up with some friends.”

“Something has possessed him. I don’t think it was because of his father’s death since he was healthy for a long time after that.”

“Does he date?” Aisha asked with hints of interest. I knew she had a thing for younger men, and it wasn’t difficult with her rare looks to bring them to her bosom. She’d even rejected an old stinky millionaire to get a nineteen-year-old college stud … The same age as Ron.

“I wished,” I said. “He spends most of his time bunkered up in his bedroom. There’s very little to no social interactions.”

“I’ve read something very similar in the new psychologist magazine. Teens all over the world are becoming more and more isolated. Even in Japan, they don’t have an interest in girls anymore, just screens … and porn.”

My lips tugged into a smile when she mentioned it. “We also watch porn now and then.”

“Well … those teens in Japan masturbate up to eight times a day. Now you can’t compare that with our dirty nights now and then.”

“Do you think such an addiction can ruin him to the point he drops out of college and can’t even find a job anywhere?”

Aisha gasped. “He dropped out of college?”

“Last week,” I said, on the verge of crying.

“I thought his grades were good,” she said and looked completely bewildered. “What is he up to now then, I mean, his future plans?”

“He doesn’t have any and refuses to talk to me.” It devastated me and made my heart sink.

Aisha was quickly there and laid her hand on my shoulder. “I’m so sorry. Is there anything I can do to help? It’s been a long time since I’ve seen him but I should be able to have a chat with him.”

“Well, it’s because he likes you,” I said, making dimples blossom on both her pinkening cheeks. “I so badly want to get to the bottom of it, but I just can’t. I mean, if I could try to get him an appointment with you, would you mind?”

“If I would mind?” she said. “Are you crazy? Of course, I will help him.”

“If I do manage to talk him into this, can you just promise one thing?”

“What’s that?” she asked, already excited about this as her nipples began stiffening against her bikini.

“Just please wear some appropriate clothes during the meeting.”

Her lips flattened to a line and she answered with an eye roll, “As you wish.”

We finished our cookies and tea and then put on our clothes again, heading back to work.

**Ron**

I wiped another load from my stomach, crumpled up the messy tissue paper and tossed it right into the bin, on top of the heap of other tissue papers. I let out a sigh as I glanced out the window. It was bright, almost to the point it dazzled me, but I felt no joy, and to be honest, I missed the darker and colder seasons because I would have an excuse to remain inside.

My eyes flicked back to my laptop and scanned the title of the video: Mom teaches her son. The semen was already dripping from her blonde face as he squeezed out the last drops of cum on top of her snubbed nose. It was one of my biggest, forbidden dreams—To have my own mother take care of me like that. I’d tried to suppress those dreams for so long, but resistance was futile. It was only a couple of months ago, I’d actually masturbated while fantasizing about her for the first time, and I’d never felt so good in my life. The forbidden high was addictive, but it wasn’t just the incest part that made it so thrilling, but my mom was gorgeous: a solid eleven on a ten scale, and she kept aging like fine wine.

But they were just forbidden dreams at the moment and unlikely to come true, especially after the blow to her heart last week when I told her I had dropped out. I could tell it broke her heart, but I had no choice. College was tormenting me to the point I considered killing myself.

My father died ten years ago when I was nine, and my mom had raised me as a single mom ever since. Even though it had been tough for her, she’d been committed to raising me well, and I knew she wanted to do anything to see me succeed. She was a young, dedicated mom after all, and ever since puberty, I’d looked at her a bit differently. I tried my hardest not to let my imagination run wild, but it was near impossible since she oozed sex appeal. Her busty boobs jiggled for every step she took. Her narrow waist and flaring hips looked perfect as if sculpted, and on top of that, she had the most gorgeous hair, cascading all over her in loose curls. But looks weren’t everything with that woman. She was the most caring person in the world and no doubt about that as she dedicated her full time to restoring and healing people’s mental health.

I had lost all focus on college as my friends and I grew apart. They started finding girlfriends and going to parties, slowly leaving me out in the cold. I’d gotten a few invitations at the beginning of my college year, but for some reason, I just ignored those parties, something I regretted now. It was hard to explain, but I just always felt different, as if I wasn’t good enough or lacked something. My mom had insisted that I had been social and charming before, but I believed she was just imagining things.

As time moved on and I became more isolated, I sought comfort in porn. The porn addiction became so bad I needed stronger stuff and led to more taboo flicks which was a double-edged sword. It felt thrilling but it also made me question if something was wrong with me. It was already evening and this was my sixth time. I was on course to jerk my skin off, but I knew it wouldn’t stop me from masturbating later.

My mom drove up the driveway, and I quickly closed the porn tabs and went to the bathroom to clean myself.

Opening the door, she called from downstairs, “Ron?”

“I’m here,” I shouted back at her.

“I have dinner for you. Let’s eat outside.”

“I’m coming,” I shouted back. After washing myself, I descended the stairs with something obvious weighing me down. I was depleted, drained and lacked the energy to accomplish anything.

I already picked up the scent as I headed out the veranda and knew she’d bought my favorite burgers—another one of her kind acts. A lovely deed that not any other parents would do to their sons after telling them that they’d dropped out.

She patted the cushion next to her, and her wide hips were almost big enough for two. “How are you?” she asked. She wore her golden blonde hair up in a ponytail, exposing her cute face. She was dressed in a body-hugging skirt and a top, which made her cleavage clearly visible. Just seeing her there in front of me made my cock bob, even if I tried to suppress my embarrassing dreams.

“I’m alright.”

“Have you sent out some resumes yet?” she asked.

I’d promised her to find a job when I dropped the bomb on her and said I was dropping out, but it was just something I’d said to relieve the pain I knew I inflicted upon her. I had no idea if there were any jobs out there for a guy like me. “I’m looking.”

“It’s alright, take your time,” she said and smiled briefly. “Let’s eat for now.”

We ate together and also talked about various topics. I had a feeling that she held onto a secret of some sort and prepared to reveal it. It made me eat slower, but the burger was so tasty it was near impossible to resist. Sure enough, when I stuffed the last bit of the bun in my mouth, she drew in a deep breath. “I just need to talk to you for a little,” she said. I could only look at those rare blue gems for less than a second before I had to lower my gaze. They were too valuable for me. She lowered her hand on my thigh, making me stiff as her soft fingers kept drawing circles on my skin. “Is it okay for you?”

“Sure,” I said.

“I know we have tried this before,” she said, not with a sigh but like she wanted the best for me. “I know something is bothering you and it’s weighing you down, and as a mother, I want the best for you.”

I couldn’t suppress the blush creeping up on my cheeks. “Sure,” I said and felt the urge to leave. If it hadn’t been for the fact her soft fingers were drawing intimate circles on my thigh, I would have gotten the hell out of there.

“If you don’t want me to help you with this. Then please, can you at least let my friend Aisha try?”

Aisha … that petite redhead kept running through my mind. She was another piece of delicious eye candy: a fiery ginger peppered with freckles. It was more than half a year ago I spoke to her last, right when I was about to slip down the porn slope but still somewhat functioned socially. “I don’t know,” I said and didn’t know how I was supposed to reveal my porn habit to her best friend. “It’s kind of embarrassing.”

“So it is something that bothers you?” she asked and looked relieved since I hadn’t even told her that before.

“Yes, it is,” I said and lowered my head in shame.

“Can’t you at least let her try?” she asked. “For my and your own sake. I can’t just watch your life pass by like this. Especially now during your heyday. You should be out having fun and not be buried in your bedroom.”

“Yeah … maybe you are right.” It didn’t feel so uncomfortable to talk to Aisha about this. The only thing that worried me was that I knew those two women were close as sisters.

“Can I take that as a yes?”

I looked at her and saw the optimism and hope in her eyes, making her look ten times younger. I didn’t want to see that glow disappear from her since I loved her too. “Okay, I’ll talk to her, but I’ll feel a little bit more comfortable when it will be a time you aren’t there.”

“I will be out on a lunch break when you’ll be there, don’t worry, hon.” She opened up her arms and embraced me, her breasts mashing against my chest, and I felt her forbidden breath against my neck, making me shiver with guilty pleasure.

The following day, I was on my way there, I entered my mom’s private psychology clinic. I rang the doorbell, and I heard the high heels clacking on the floor. Aisha opened, dressed in a mini skirt and black stockings. But it was her skin-tight V-knit cardigan that made my jaw drop, showing off her flat tummy and jiggling breasts. I had to close my jaw as I noticed her extended hand in front of me. I shook her hand, and she gave it the softest squeeze I’d felt in a long time. “I’m sorry,” I apologized when she noticed that I’d gawked at her.

“You don’t have to apologize for anything,” she said with a dismissive wave of her hand. “I’ve been a teen too. Anyway, nice to see you again.”

“You too,” I said and hoped I didn’t sound too awkward.

“Come, let’s get some privacy.” She escorted me to her room, her hips swaying side to side on her way. It was sparkling clean, and even the corners of the hall were dust free and reflected the light from the ceiling. She welcomed me into a room with a comfortable chaise lounge. “Relax and make yourself feel at home.”

I sank onto the chaise lounge and tried to keep my eyes on the ceiling, but gravity pulled them down to her breasts that sat firm and high on her chest. I had no idea if psychologists were usually this under-clothed, but I honestly didn’t mind. “So, I’m assuming something is bothering you,” she began gently, “otherwise you wouldn’t have come here, am I correct?”

I nodded and swallowed hard. “Yes,” I said and prepared myself to open up about my misery.

“Keep in mind, to take your time and be comfortable. It’s just you and me in this room, and we got nothing but time.”

I nodded and mulled over what and how I would tell her. “It’s everything. A year ago, my friends started slowly to drift away from me, to the point I was abandoned. Going to college started feeling painful, so I then dropped out. The worst thing about this is that I’m certain I’ve hurt my mother, and she is the last woman in this world that deserves any pain.”

“Let’s go back to a year ago,” she said and wanted to get to the bottom of this. “Why did they start to drift away from you?”

“They were going to parties, and I sort of withdrew.”

“Withdrew where?”

“To my bedroom mostly.”

“Was there a source of comfort you were seeking there?”

I sighed, and she was better than I imagined. “Yes, it’s an addiction that started three years ago but spiraled out of control last year and especially since winter.”

She buttoned two buttons free on her cardigan, exposing her cleavage. “I just want you to know that I’m an expert when it comes to addictions and have helped many before you. But you have to let me know what I’m dealing with.”

I blushed and then dragged my eyes from her delicious body and up to the ceiling. It was this part which was so difficult for me to admit, and revealing it made me lower my head in shame, “I’m severely addicted to porn.”

She nodded slowly as if it wasn’t a surprise for her. “Do you know what,” she said and leaned closer, so her breasts hung down. “There are a lot of porn addicts out there, but they don’t even know they are addicted to it. You have taken a great first step and I’m sure you will break free from this addiction by coming clean about it.”

It gave me some hope. “Do you think so?”

She leaned back. “I’m more than certain.”

It felt as if she lifted the weight off my shoulders. “But it’s just so embarrassing. If it was drugs, I wouldn’t have an issue telling my mom. I just don’t want her to believe I’m lazy or don’t like her. You’ve no idea how many times she’s tried talking to me.”

“Oh, I know your mom well enough,” Aisha said with a cryptic wink, revealing she knew her perhaps a bit better than I thought. “She’s a sweetheart. I can’t imagine living without her.”

“Do you think she understands?”

“Of course, she is a very understanding person. I’m certain she would never believe that you don’t want to speak with her, but of course, when she doesn’t know it becomes difficult for her to help you.”

I sighed. “But it’s more to my addiction than just porn though.”

“I’m listening,” she said and leaned back.

“Well … Lately I’ve been watching some taboo stuff,” I said and didn’t know whether I was revealing too much. “I just need something stronger and thrilling.”

“Okay,” she said professionally. “Go on when you feel comfortable.”

“It’s incest porn,” I said, coming clean about it, lowering my head in shame. “I’ve fantasized about my mom too.”

“Hey, lift your head up,” she said and placed her finger under my chin and gave it a lift. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed over.”

“To fantasize about having sex with my own mom?”

She shook her head. “It’s not … She’s very attractive after all, so I can’t judge you for it. And besides, we all have our fetishes.”

“But how am I supposed to come clean about my porn addiction to her?” I didn’t know if I’d told her too much and prayed psychologists kept the conversations with their clients to themselves. “That’s why I find it so hard to talk to her about it. She’s a part of my deepest, forbidden fantasy.”

“I see where you’re coming from and you’ve all the right reasons to act the way you’ve done the past months. It’s not an easy situation, but I just want you to know there are ways to break free from this addiction, and I have a feeling she will be a part of that equation.”

I blinked. “What do you mean by that?”

“She will be there to give you a helping hand in your journey to sobriety.”

**Mom**

I have to speak with you now, Aisha texted me right after her appointment with Ron. I had done as my son wished and had grabbed some lunch downtown. I was now trying to hurry back with my belly full. Her text intrigued me, and I prayed that she’d gotten to the bottom of his misery.

She was already on the rooftop, and right when she saw me, she waved at me like mad. “Yeah, I’m coming,” I said with a chuckle. I entered the building, ran up the stairs and opened the door leading to the roof. She had prepared a lounge chair for me, and I sat down and then noticed her eyes were round like saucers, and she kept shifting in her seat.

“Gosh, what’s happened to you?” I asked.

She pushed her ginger hair behind her ears and leaned toward me. “It was exactly what I suspected,” she said and lowered her voice to a whisper. “He admitted he has a porn addiction.”

“Why are you speaking like that?” I giggled and looked around. “No one is up here.”

She rolled her eyes. “Did you listen to me?”

“I did. He must have done well to hide it if that’s the case.”

“Well, there was another reason why he never wanted to share his habit with you.”

“And why’s that?” I asked.

“You are a part of his addiction,” she said and grabbed my hand.

I stabbed myself with my thumb. “Me? What do you mean?”

“He opened up that he’d started watching more and more taboo stuff,” she said and tried the hardest to suppress her impending grin.

“What taboo stuff?”

“Incest,” she dropped the bomb, her eyes widening with excitement. “Mom and son.”

I froze for a moment and then mulled it over. I’d caught him peeking here and there, but I’d never put the puzzle pieces together, or it was just me who refused to believe it. Although ever since his father died and my son had hit puberty, I couldn’t help but throw sideways glances at him too. “Are you sure?”

“It’s true,” she said.

“You sure it isn’t just the horny side of you I’m speaking with now?” I tried again.

She gave me a look. “Why do you refuse to believe it?”

I drummed my fingers on the table and thought for a moment. “I’m grateful you got that out of him, but we should look for ways to help him now.”

“Why are you trying to dodge this?”

“It’s just a bit overwhelming,” I explained. “First, you tell me that he admitted he’s severely addicted to porn, which I’m happy he admitted in the first place, but then you take this twist and say that I’m a part of his addiction.”

“I didn’t mean it like that,” she said and took my arm again. “Let me explain. I’m saying you should give him a helping hand to recover.”

“I don’t like the way you emphasized hand in this context,” I said and gave her a look.

“I’m sure he will,” she said and waggled her eyebrows.

I gave her a light kick with my feet. “Let’s be serious here.”

“I am. I’m certain you can easily fix his addiction, quicker than what you believe.”

“How exactly? If he’s been addicted for years, he won’t just throw the laptop in the bin.”

“You have to reward him for every day he manages to go without porn and set up certain milestones like getting a job. It will be like a quest for him and he has no reason to fall back. And besides, I know you look at him too.”

“Aisha … he’s my son. Of course, I look at him.”

“I know you’ve been looking at him in a different way too since his father died,” she said and looked at me firmly.

I sighed and didn’t know whether I should fight this any longer. “What if someone finds out? I mean I can get in trouble for this.”

“How would anyone find out?” she asked and gave me a caring smile. “I’ve been your best friend for years, and you know Ron is certainly going to be quiet about this.”

It dawned on me that she perhaps was right. “It’s just that …”

“What is it, hon?” she asked. “I’m your psychologist now, so let it out.”

I chuckled and there was a reason why I loved that woman. “Okay, I will admit I do find him attractive, but I don’t want to be selfish.”

“You don’t have to,” she said. “Do this solely for him and also, view this as an opportunity to even get closer.”

**Ron**

I heard her park her car up the driveway and it made my heart beat quicker. “Ron?” she called for me by the stairs.

“I’m outside,” I shouted back at her. She hurried outside, her hair spilling over her shoulders and her tight pencil dress that hugged her curves. She was so attractive that I couldn’t help but gawk at her beauty.

“So you’re sitting here today,” she said with a smile.

Somehow it had gladdened her that I didn’t bury myself up in my room for an entire sunny day. “I just needed some fresh air.”

She sat down next to me, and I met her loving eyes for a brief moment and then looked away. “How did the appointment go?”

“Better than expected,” I admitted and searched her face in case she knew about it. “Uhm, did she tell you anything?”

“She did,” she said and couldn’t lie to me. “And I need to talk to you about something, but don’t worry.” She pressed her sweet lips right onto my right cheek. “You will get better and you will get through this.”

Right where her lips had touched, a blush spread like fire. I couldn’t remember the last time she kissed me like that. “You have nothing to be embarrassed over. Do you want to talk now or after dinner?”

The talk … It was that part that made me consider running up to my bedroom. “I … talk about what exactly?”

“Your addiction.”

I swallowed. “It’s difficult to talk about.”

“I’m also a psychologist, don’t forget that,” she reminded me.

“You are also my mom,” I reminded her.

“Yeah, and why can’t I be both for you?”

“I don’t know.”

She took both my hands and gave them a motherly squeeze. “I’ve had many clients struggling with severe addictions. It’s not like I don’t know what’s bothering you. And it will hurt me to know that I could’ve done more for you while I still had the chance.”

She was right, and I couldn’t stand another blow to her well-being, especially after what I did to her a week ago. “I’m open to this conversation,” I mumbled.

“Thank you,” she said and pressed her hand over her heart, squeezing them between her cleavage. “So, be honest with me … How many times a day do you watch porn?”

“Six times is a usual day for me, but it can be more,” I told her and lowered my head.

“And how many times have you masturbated today?” I sighed and struggled to answer her. She patted my shoulder, reminding me she was still here for me. “Don’t worry, take your time.”

“Three times.”

“If you won’t masturbate till you go to bed, I will give you a reward.”

I stiffened. The way she said reward … It didn’t sound like it was a cookie from the jar but more like honey from the honeypot. “What kind of reward?” I asked carefully.

She raked her fingers through my hair and then said in a low voice in case our neighbors were listening, “A handjob.”

My heart was about to jump out of my chest, as hot confused blood flushed in my cheeks and behind my eyes. “Did she tell you about the taboo stuff?”

She nodded slowly but surely. “She did.”

“Mom, I don’t know about this.”

She held onto my hands firmly, refusing to let go. “Ron, if this is what it will take to break the habit, then please, let me.”

“Both of us can get arrested.”

“I know but we will keep this a secret.”

I looked away for a brief moment as I was lost for words. “Watching something is one thing but doing it is another.”

“What does your heart tell you?”

“I find you attractive,” I said and lowered my head in shame. “You’re gorgeous, Mom.”

“Look me in the eyes, son,” she said and lifted my chin. “I’m a young mom and have had you since I was a teenager. I’ve overcome challenges too. I know it will be a new chapter in our lives, but things will remain the same between us. I promise it will.”

I just loved the way she held my hand, and it was a touch to die for. I started delving into my taboo fantasies where her soft hands stroked my length till I spurted my cum all over her fingers. Even if I tried to make it sound like I was embarrassed; I couldn’t resist the taboo temptation. I craved her flesh and had done so for a long time. “How far are you willing to go?” I asked. “I mean. I will admit it will be difficult today but I will try my hardest to not masturbate till I go to bed, but after tomorrow, then what?”

“I’m willing to go as far as it will take to see you back on your feet again.”

I nodded for myself and understood she was more than committed to this. “Okay.”

“Can you look me in the eyes?” I did as she wished and was dazzled by her pretty gems. “There. You look so much better already.”

“Thank you.”

“I will prepare some dinner for us, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll just go out for a walk in the meanwhile.”

The sky finally darkened, and I sat at my desk with a wooden ladle clenched between my teeth. I heard the stairs creak as my mom made her way upward. It was time. “Ron, are you there?” she asked and opened the bedroom door. Halting at the threshold, she gasped. “Is it that bad?”

I nodded as a tear of pain ran down my right cheek.

“Gosh, I’ll hurry, let me just brush my teeth and get my gown on.”

I prepared myself as well, taking off my shirt and pulling down my shorts. I was surprised my underwear was still in one piece and that my cock hadn’t burst right through it. I sat down in my bed and leaned back, trying to breathe deeply as my mom would give me a handjob.

Finally, I heard how she hurried up the stairs and stepped in, dressed in her purple nightgown. It was a size too tight for her as her round breasts strained against it, exactly how her breasts did with all her clothes. She wasn’t wearing a bra since I could see her nipples poking against her garment. “Didn’t mean to leave you hanging,” she said and gently closed the door, leaving us some privacy even if it wasn’t anyone else living under this roof.

“It’s alright for now,” I said and tried to hide my pain as I knew the relief would soon be here.

She had a hard time taking her eyes off the bulge. She descended onto her knees and curled her fingers around the waistband, preparing to reveal my cock. “Are you ready?”

I nodded and accepted her therapy. The time had anyway come to stop suppressing these fantasies. “I’ve been waiting all day for this.”

She pulled the waistband over my manhood, and it reared up and was an inch from slapping her in the face. My cock could finally breathe. “What a thick girth,” she said and looked genuinely surprised as her fingers crawled toward my erection.

“Are you just saying that to make me feel better?” I asked and tried to pour some humor into this taboo situation.

“No, I would never do that,” she said firmly and looked me in the eyes, but the eye contact didn’t last long as her eyes strayed back to my cock. “This is way beyond average.”

She curled her fingers around the upper shaft and then her left took the lower part. She gave my cock a downward stroke, revealing the purple crown. “Is this your first handjob?” she asked and smiled as if it were nothing strange that a mother held her son’s erection.

“Yeah,” I said and leaned back as the warmth from her hands radiated to my hard-on and traveled across every nerve and muscle of my body.

“Does it feel good when I hold you like this?” she asked with a grin and probably noticed my deepened breathing.

“It feels really good.”

“Give me a sec, and I will take care of you, son. I just don’t like to rush things.” She spat in both of her hands and lubricated my cock till it glistened. She then let one hand slide down the head and then the next and then the next. It was a long slow motion, pleasuring the sensitive head first and then cascading down, only to be back up with her other hand that glided down on my shaft.

“Hmm, that feels good,” I said and shivered in pleasure as her right hand stroked down my head and shaft. I’d never seen such a technique before, but it made me curl my toes already.

In the middle of it all, I caught a foreign scent in this room. I’d never picked up the smell before, but it was sweet, musky and came from between her legs and just got stronger during this act.

She spat in her hands again, and I looked at her while she held intimate eye contact throughout the act. As she applied another layer of her fresh lube, she started stroking my cock up and down in a twisting motion. “Oh, Mom, that feels good,” I said.

“Are you getting there?” she asked and smiled caringly while she continued to use her hands on my cock.

“Yeah,” I said, nodding as my temperature rose. I seized the coverlet and was about to tear it in two as she twisted quicker and deeper. “Almost there, Mom,” I said and curled my toes.

“It’s okay, son. I’m doing this for you,” she said and smiled even wider as her experienced hands kept gliding up and down my manhood that was covered in her spit. I tipped my head back as my orgasm climbed higher and higher till I reached the peak. I arched my back and inhaled sharply. Letting go of my breath, I fired hard into her hands, making the cum splash back onto herself and back to my waist. I caught my breath and stared at her wide-eyed as I’d partly covered my mom’s face and hands in my sticky seed.

“Jesus,” I said and raked my fingers through my hair.

“What a thick load,” she giggled and slowly milked me, not wanting to let go of my cock yet as if she wanted this moment to last longer, and to be fair, so did I.

I slumped back and could finally breathe, watching my cum drip from her fingers. She rose and got out some tissue papers. “Probably going to need more than one for this.” She wiped the pearlescent beads from her face and then cleaned my stomach. I was still out of breath, speechless that this had actually happened after all these years.

She pulled up my underwear and then leaned in for a kiss, this time slightly closer to my lips than the last. “I just want you to know that I am proud of you.”

“I’m grateful to have you as a mom,” I told her and looked her in the eyes.

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My comment made her smile as well. “How was it compared to doing it by yourself?”

“It felt way better,” I admitted.

“Then you’ll get through this. I got more rewards in store for you.”

“Are you sure things will remain the same with us?” I asked her.

“No,” she said. “It will even get better.”

I believed her. “And what about tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow, no porn or masturbation at all, and if you succeed, tomorrow evening, I will give you another handjob—naked, plus, I will let you cum on my body.”

My eyes popped wide open, and I drank in her curves and breasts. It was just her loose robe covering her goddess-like body that I’d lusted over for so long. I stared wide-eyed at her breasts which were the two forbidden fruits I’d only seen in my most forbidden dreams. “Do you mean it?”

She nodded and pulled her robe slightly apart, flashing the insides of her breasts, just where her areola was. It was less than an inch to her nipples. “They will wait for you tomorrow. I know you got this.”

Oh god, this was actually happening. She kissed my cheek again and wished me goodnight.

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Halloween (inspired by true events

This story is inspired by a Halloween experience.....names have been changed for obvious reasons…..

It must have been because it was Halloween. Violet just didn’t do things like this. She was a nice girl. She was a disciplined girl. She had a good job and a lovely apartment. She visited her parents regularly. She fed her cat and went to the gym and sent thank you cards to people who gave her gifts. It was Halloween, though, and sometimes when you put on a costume it just changes you. It changes you enough to do something crazy, if only for one night. Originally she really didn’t want to go to the party. She didn’t even have a costume, but her friend Christine had brought over some rabbit ears and said “Just put on the sluttiest thing you have and you can be a Playboy bunny or something!” The thing about Violet was that she had these tits. She was a somewhat plain girl, cute, but in a girl-next-door sort of way. She had very large breasts for her frame, though, and she spent a lot of time hiding them and generally hating them. As she looked through her closet, she considered that Halloween was one of the few times in the year that she could actually show them off. After all, Violet really didn’t know many people at the party and what could it hurt? She found a very skimpy pink top. It barely even fit over her breasts and showed several inches of cleavage. She put on her best bra, the one that really pushed her tits together and put on the low cut pink top. Looking in the mirror, she blushed a little. It wasn’t shocking for Halloween, but it was shocking for her. She pulled on a pair of jeans, chickening out on the mini skirt. Then she placed the rabbit ears on her head and applied a little too much makeup. Violet smiled at her reflection. She looked like a slut. When the two friends arrived at the party, it was like being back in college. A lot of people were milling about with red plastic cups in their hands. Everyone was a little drunk, which made Violet uncomfortable because she didn’t like to drink. Drinking made you lose control and do stupid things and she wasn’t interested in doing that. A dark-haired man with dark glasses eyed Violet as she walked in. He wasn’t really wearing a costume, just a pair of devil horns. Christine saw Violet looking back at him and told her “Oh, that’s James.” Christina sort of smiled a little. “We went out once or twice.”

“What’s he like?” Violet asked innocently, trying not to look back at him as he smiled at her and continued to stare.

“Oh, he’s nice enough… a little too kinky for me.” Violet wanted to ask what she meant by that, but Christine went to get a drink. Violet went to follow her but bumped into a sandy-haired tan-skinned guy wearing a black robe, like the killer in the Scream movies.

“Hi there, I’m Peter,” he said smiling wide and staring at her tits. Violet felt like everyone was staring at her that night and the feeling was both embarrassing and a little powerful.

“Oh, I’m Violet,” she sort of mumbled with a smile.

“Your costume is hot,” he said with a grin. She didn’t reply. The dark-haired man with the devil horns came over and stood next to Peter. The two of them sort of smiled at each other.

“Who’s your friend?” Peter looked her up and down, eating her up with his eyes.

“This is Violet. She’s a Playboy bunny, right?” Peter asked with a laugh.

“I’d buy that issue. I’m James,” he said with a grin, moving in on her a little.

Violet looked around for her friend, Christine, but she was no where to be found. Violet was pulled into a conversation with James and Peter. The topic started with what they all did, but moved quickly to sex and never left.

Violet wasn’t used to this. They were being so forward and she didn’t know how to react. She thought she was probably supposed to smack them or something, but she enjoyed the flirting like this. She was sort of getting addicted to their eyes on her body. A break from real conversation. The embarrassing rush of being an object for a little while. Peter was cocky and sort of a jock, but James was smooth and intelligent. Peter looked at her body all night, while James liked to look into her eyes and guess what she was thinking.

As they spoke, Violet found herself being moved by them around the room. They would back her up a little by moving in on her, and before she knew it, she was next to a door. Peter looked at James and opened up the door. James took Violet’s hand and led her in.

“What are we doing?” she asked with a nervous laugh.

“We want to kiss you,” Peter replied with a chuckle. The room was dark and messy. Clothes on the floor, a computer on a desk in the corner, a low bed near the window. Violet’s eyes were moving quickly around, judging the environment, looking for her escape route. Peter closed the door behind him and turned around with the same cocky smile. James had a predatory grin that matched his devil horns. The devil pushed her back and she tumbled to the low bed. Sitting up, wide eyed, Violet was eye-level with two belts and two zipper and four big hands. Violet started to breathe a little faster.

The two men looked at each other, communicated something with their eyes. Violet looked up at them trying to figure it out. Peter chuckled a little. His eyes were right on her cleavage. James was looking right into her eyes, though.

Violet wasn’t sure where to look or what exactly to do. Her heart was racing. This was it. She’d had fantasies about this, but it was different with two strangers in some house she’d never been to. She thought she should probably end it soon, maybe just kiss them. But the man in the devil horns leaned down and slipped his hand onto her shoulder, then around her. He pulled her head back by her hair. Suddenly, he was kissing her.

His kisses were a little rough and a little insistent, but his lips were soft. When she was kissed right, Violet’s mind sort of wandered away and she tended to do things she knew she shouldn’t. When he opened her lips a little with his tongue and then swirled around in her mouth, tasting like candy and a little beer and heat, she felt herself falling. When the second pair of lips touched Violet’s shoulder, her body locked up for a second. The reality of it started getting her scared as well as very wet. Usually a kiss on her lips really got her started. And if a guy knew how to kiss her neck, she would totally melt. When Peter started sucking on the skin just under her ear while the devil horn guy kissed her deeper and hungrily sucked on her lips and tongue, she felt a new level of desire. It was like Violet couldn’t control herself anymore. Four hands roaming all over her. Peter was aggressive and rough. James had knowing hands that floated over her skin and nails that dragged up her back and down her arms. Each man alone would have made her swoon with their attention, but both at the same time were making her mad.

Peter touched her breasts for the first time and he chuckled hoarsely.

“Fuck, your tits are perfect,” he whispered as he squeezed them and lifted them and his thumbs hunted for her nipples though the thickness of her shirt and bra. As Peter grabbed and rubbed her breasts, James took her hand and pushed it against the crotch of his jeans. He was hard and although she wasn’t sure how far she wanted to take this, Violet couldn’t help holding the firm shape under his pants and wanting it. There is something so intimate about the first time a man unzips his fly and pulls out his cock. It is usually in some intimate moment and you are seeing a part of someone that has been hidden that you may have felt a little and wondered about. This was new, though. This was two strangers. When there was a cock in front of Violet, she could focus on it. She could worship it. She could suck it and savor it and hold it and own it. Two cocks made everything different. They both pulled at her attention. They surrounded her. She felt compelled to hold each one, go back and forth between them. The demands of it made her dizzy. The world became hard and throbbing. The smell of their bodies was overwhelming. The feel of their coarse hair and the rawness of all that skin; it was all too much, but she couldn’t stop. Sitting, Violet jerked the two of them off a little. She wasn’t really sure how far she might go. One of them, she couldn’t even tell which anymore because she couldn’t look up, moved closer. She couldn’t take her eyes off of the two cocks. Violet licked her lips. She was a good girl, but she did love to suck cock. She really shouldn’t, but when he moved closer, the head of his cock just brushed her lip. She just held the two of them, feeling the heat and hardness of them. She closed her legs tight. She really shouldn’t. She didn’t know them. Peter reached forward and pulled her hair. Her mouth opened and James moved forward, slipping the head of his cock between her lips. Once it was in her mouth, there was no more thought of what was wrong or right. There was only the taste of his skin, the feel of his length and the power, of making him gasp as her wet tongue slipped under his sex. She closed her eyes and sank into the rhythm of it. Filling her mouth with saliva to wet the pushing and pulling. The build up that she needed. She couldn’t keep her eyes shut for long because she felt Peter’s hardness in her other hand. When James pulled away and Peter moved forward, Violet was breathing hard and fast. Peter’s cock was fatter, slightly rougher and darker skinned. She licked the head of it, her hand slipping up and down James’s cock, still wet with her saliva. Peter’s hips bucked as she licked the head. He wanted her badly. He wanted her to envelope his cock in her hot mouth. She liked that. She teased him, tightening her lips and just sucking a little on the head, letting it pop in and out of her mouth. She looked up for a moment to see James watching her. A wave of dirtiness washed over her, so much she almost stopped, but she didn’t. She had a job to do. She sucked Peter’s cock, slipping in as much as would fit. She wet it down so it slipped in and out smoothly. She worked the shaft with her hand and sucked the tip and then gave it long strokes with her mouth.

“Fuck,” he gasped. She smiled a little between strokes. James moved closer so that both cocks were directly in front of her face, so close the two men’s hips were touching. She moved back to James, his cock feeling cooler that Peter’s. She sucked James fast and deep, nearly gagging, then she went back to Peter. Back and forth, back and forth, until the only thing she knew was cock and thickness and wet tips and hands in her hair and on her neck and shoulders.

“I need to fuck this chick.” Peter said between gasps. Then suddenly the two men were moving quickly around her. Peter lifted Violet up so that she was standing and pulled off her shirt.

“Fuck, that’s what I’m talking about.”

He squeezed and massaged her breasts groaning at the feel of them as James moved behind her and started unhooking her bra.

“They’re huge,” Peter marveled as he pulled off the bra. Violet was getting nervous. This was all going fast. Kissing and touching and even a little sucking was one thing, but she wasn’t sure she could fuck a total stranger, let alone two. But his hands were so hot on her breasts. Her nipples being played with made her bite her lip. Then James started working on her pants as Peter pulled off her shoes. The two of them were taller and stronger and she felt like a rag doll being pushed between them. When they were done she was only wearing her panties and the two of them were standing in front of and in back of her. A hard cock pressed against her stomach and another against her back. James kissed her and Peter reached around and squeezed her breasts from behind. He took her nipples and pulled on them a little, testing her sensitivity. She knew she should tell them to stop, but every time she thought of it, the thought would get washed away by fingers and cocks and wanting. The next thing she knew she was on the bed again, this time on her knees.

“What the fuck? She’s soaked right through her panties! Her thighs are wet. Jesus Christ, she fucking wants it.”

She didn’t even know who said it; her face was burning and eyes were closed. She knew she should really stop it, but then she was being pushed down farther, her ass up in the air and her head almost level with the bed. Then James’s cock was pressing against her lips again. It pressed and slipped against the wetness of her lips and she couldn’t help it. She opened her mouth and it slid in, pushing her back into the rhythm and the taste of him. Peter was pulling down her panties and she knew she had to stop it. She struggled a little but the cock was in her mouth and when Peter got the panties down to her knees, he rubbed his fingers around the wetness of her and found her swollen clit and then she was overcome. The finger on her clit, the cock in her mouth, Peter leaned over and with his other hand rubbed her tit and pinched her nipple, harder now, a little too hard.

Her hips bucked and the two of them laughed.

“Damn, she has a nice ass, too,” James said. She could feel the vibrations of his voice through his cock.

“Hell yeah, she’s built to fuck. Perfect,” Peter replied as if she couldn’t even hear. Then the first spank landed on her ass. The two of them laughed. Another spank, harder. James’s hands came up to her shoulders, holding her still. She was breathing fast out of her nose, but she needed to keep sucking. She braced herself for another slap but then felt the hot hardness of Peter’s thick cock rubbing against her.

She had to stop this, she thought. She had to, but he was sinking into her. She shouldn’t, but his hands were on her hips and James was holding her shoulder, and then he was holding her by her hair, and his cock was pushing into her mouth as Peter pushed right into her cunt. Then the whole thing became unstoppable. She was trapped between them, sucking, being fucked, her senses overloading and her body being pushed and pulled and used. They were pistoning in and out in the same rhythm. She felt helpless to them and helpless to the itching building frightening pressure inside of her. She had never really come from just being fucked, but this was new. This was so overpowering. It just kept pounding from every direction.

“Fuck, she is so tight,” Peter said, his voice straining.

“And she doesn’t stop sucking,” James added.

Peter’s fingers grew tighter on her hips and his thrusts started harder and faster and wilder. James was pumping into her mouth and he was gasping. They were both making grunting noises and spilling out curses and moans. They both started ramming her faster. Violet felt this rush and this fear and then she was coming hard, trying to keep sucking, but James pulled out of her mouth just as she let out a loud moan.

She was still coming when she felt the hot shots of come on her cheek and neck. Then she felt Peter pull out of her and felt more hot jets of come all over her ass and back.

Then there was emptiness. She was lying on her stomach, soaked, spent, and used. Everyone was panting. James brushed her hair back and she looked up to see his eyes, a little kinder now and his smile. The devil horns were just visible above his now tousled hair.

“We’ll make sure nobody comes in here. You should get cleaned up.” Violet swallowed hard, the shame pouring down on her, and at the same time, her chest welling with invigoration. She had an adventure, a wild new adventure. Lifting herself back up on her knees, she arched her back.

“But you didn’t get to fuck me yet,” she said, with a smile. The two men smiled and the dangerous game started up again

[truthfulpoint]

how i became a bull by meeting a beautiful woman in a bar (true story)

I was 22 years old and had just finished my first year as a software engineer for a pretty decent company in NYC so my friends and I went to our favorite bar near our apartment to drink, dance, and see what we could get into. we got to the bar and it was rather empty, but we knew we were early, hell it was only 9 pm, and it would get busier. However, there was an older woman there with blonde hair, about 5'2", very curvy, and piercing blue eyes that I was drawn to. I looked at her a few times, we made eye contact and smiled, and looked away. she was with a group of 6 or 7 women so I stayed away, didn't want to be "that" guy.

As the night went on the place became more and more packed. Around midnight I went up to get a drink, and guess who is right next to me? Yup, sexy piercing blue-eyed stunner. I say hello to her and she says hello back, and I ask her if I could buy her a drink, and she raises her glass and tells me she already has one, I smile and say "Yup, dumbass me, sorry" She laughs and I get my beer and as the bar is packed I am not able to move much. So I asked her her name and she told me her name was Celine.

I told her my name and we started just shooting the shit, and I found out she was there for a friend's birthday who had too much to drink and had gone home already and was down to her and her other friend. We finally make our way out of the bar towards the other side and realize her friend is talking to my other friend... so me and her start talking more, getting close, touching each other lightly, not seeing a ring on her finger I went to whisper in her ear and kissed her neck (i know stupid, but I had to test the waters, and beer helps the courage sometimes). she leaned into it and so I pulled her closer to me and went in for the kiss, she kissed back and it was a really good kiss.

We continued to talk and kiss and touch until close to closing time. Her friend left with my friend, who was supposed to be driving me back home, leaving me stranded, and Celine invited me to come with her back to her place anyway so I was all on board then. She was wearing tight jeans almost painted on and a tight button-down top that showed off her curves, as she was leaving and was in front of me I just watched her body and followed her.

when we got to the car we started making out hard, our hands all over each other. then she broke it up and said let's go. the drive to her house took about 30 minutes, and my hands are all over her legs and her hands over mine... we get to her house and she parks the car in the garage, I follow her to the house and take my shoes off at the entrance. once in the house I turn her around and begin kissing her hard, my hands on her tits, and I undo her shirt. I cupped her tits that were encased in a lace bra, the D tits felt amazing over the lace. I begin to kiss her neck and she stopped me... she grabbed my crotch and moved me upstairs to her bedroom.

we get to her bedroom and I remove her shirt and her jeans after some struggle. the bra and panties were both lace and red. I pushed her onto the bed and caressed her pussy over the lace thong, making her squirm, I smiled and kept doing it as I kissed my way up her leg. then I remove the thong and kissed above her pussy lips, I then slowly licked and caressed her pussy lips opening them, slowly tasting her, and licking her. Once she started moving her hips to my movement I knew I had found the right cadence of licking and playing with her clit and pussy hole, I reached up and caressed her tits as I ate her, and for the next hour or so I ate her until she finally pushed me off, I was rather annoyed as I love to eat pussy, but hey I didn't know her that well yet. she then got up and removed her bra allowing me to see her bare tits with the smallest eraser-like nipples and big areolas that I just wanted to suck and bite. She got me naked and got to my uncut cock kneeling. She stopped, and I was worried that this was going to be the deal breaker again, my foreskin... but no, she smiled and kissed the head of my cock and she said she hadn't had an uncut cock in a long time but loved it... the next 20 minutes she played with my cock, my balls and my foreskin exploring me.

we then proceeded to fuck with her on her back, I put on a condom and went to town on her until I came, she then had me pull out and took the condom off me, and placed it neatly on the floor. my cock was still hard so she asked me if I was ready to go again, I said yes and so we did. we then fucked with her riding me to a few orgasms, and I came again fucking her from behind slapping her ass, and pulling her hair. I came in here again and once again she placed the condom on the floor neatly after she removed it. she used a towel to clean me up and herself and we fell asleep.

At about 5 am I woke up with a huge hard-on and needed to piss. I get up and go to find the bathroom and I go and take the world's longest piss, as I walk back to the room I hear voices, not sure what the fuck to think I get ready for the worse and get ready to either get my ass kicked or something worse. I walked into the room and Celine is talking to a naked man with a metal cage on his cock. I stop not sure what to say. Celine looks over at me and says "Don't panic Scott, but this is my cuck husband Steve", I looked at him and I began apologizing telling him I did not know. they both started laughing. I was looking at them like "What the fuck??!!"

she asked me to sit down, I was in a daze and did as she asked. they then proceeded to tell me about how he shared her and how he wouldn't fuck her until the guy left. he was sucking the condom clean, eating my cum as we talked about this. for the next hour or so they explained to me about cucks, and about their lifestyle, and how they were looking for someone to take the spot of their last bull. they talked about how she thought I would be fun and good for them. we spent another 30 minutes talking about what they expected from me.

I didn't realize it but my cock was hard as we talked and her husband had grabbed it and was stroking me, I didn't even realize it as there was so much going on. She then kissed me and told me that I liked the idea and she could see it from my cock I looked down and she and her husband were now stroking me... I came like a geyser again and they cleaned me up. I agreed to try things out and see if I could be what they wanted. I fell asleep between her and her husband not sure what had just happened but was curious and intrigued...

[truthfulpoint]

Friends take turns massaging each other

After finishing college, I moved into my grandparents' basement so I could save some money and sort out what I wanted to do with my life. I had grown up thinking I would be the next Stephen King, and I selected my college courses accordingly. Unfortunately I let myself run out of runway before I realized that particular dream wasn't going to make it off the ground. Now was the time to re-group before making my next move.

Most of my friends had vacated our hometown after high school, so I found myself spending my evenings on instant messenger striking up conversations with people I had known and lost touched with before school had even ended—usually after sneaking out into the backyard to smoke a bowl. I was a late bloomer where drugs and alcohol were concerned; I didn't have my first drink until my freshman year of college, and I didn't smoke weed until my fifth year.

I had always been reserved, especially when it came to girls, but I quickly found that the combination of weed and instant messaging worked for me like spinach did for Popeye. Online dating was just starting to become a thing, so I was also honing my skills on sites like Plenty of Fish and OKCupid, but to be completely honest—pickings were slim. I grew up in a small town in West Michigan. Great for raising kids; not so great if you were a dude in your mid-20s looking for a date on a Friday night.

That was how I ended up reconnecting with Larissa. She was in a similar living situation: She had married young and moved back into her parents' house after she caught her husband cheating. Larissa and I had dated in high school. We'd had sex twice when we were both too young for that to be anything but awkward, and our relationship had kind of fizzled out after that. Talking to her now, under such different circumstances, I thought presented an opportunity for both of us to have a little excitement with someone we were already semi-familiar with, and she seemed to be feeling the same way. In fact, it was Larissa who first turned one of our IM conversations toward intimacy and the things that we missed now that we were both single. Naturally, I invited her over to watch a movie—this was back when Netflix came in the mail. I gave her a massage, and we ended the night taking turns going down on each other.

But that's another story.

About a week later, Larissa mentioned to me over IM that her friend Alicia was home to visit her parents for a while. The girls were bored hanging out at Larissa's, and they wondered what I was up to. Of course I had nothing going on, so I invited them over.

I had known Alicia almost as long as I had known Larissa, but I probably could have counted the one-on-one conversations I'd had with her on one hand. She was one of those friend-of-a-friend girls that I was always aware of but never paid much attention to. They were of similar height (roughly 5'5" or so) and body type. Larissa had strawberry blonde hair, cut above her shoulders. Her boobs were bigger than they had been the last time I saw her, and her hips were a bit wider, but she obviously took care of her body. Alicia had been a bigger girl in high school, but she had lost some weight in the years since I had seen her last. She was still bigger in the waist than Larissa, but her chest was a bit smaller. Alicia had dark brown hair that hung down between her shoulder blades, and a round, pretty face.

Both girls knew that I had been pretty straightlaced in high school, so Larissa was almost gleeful when she told Alicia that I had started smoking weed.

"Now I'm a stereotype," I said. "A stoner living alone in his grandparents' basement."

The girls laughed. We were seated on the couch in front of a fake fireplace. It had lights that pulsed and flickered behind a brown, red, and yellow piece of plastic that was meant to look vaguely like fire, but no heat. I was seated on the right side of the couch, Alicia on the left, with Larissa in the middle.

"Have either of you smoked before?"

"A few times," Larissa said.

Alicia nodded. "Only like twice."

"Want to smoke now?"

The girls exchanged a glance, and Alicia shrugged her shoulders. "Sure," she said.

"Let's do it," Larissa said.

Feeling like teenagers, we crept up out of the basement and out the backdoor. I packed us a bowl, and we passed it around. It was pretty obvious that Larissa and Alicia were not regular smokers just from the way they held the lighter, not to mention the coughing, but they held their own.

Soon enough we were back down on the couch. We were seated in the same configuration, but Larissa was closer to me, leaning into me now, with her body facing outward toward Alicia on the other end of the couch and her head resting on my shoulder. Suddenly I was reminded of a night when we were in high school. The three of us were outside the school after what I believe was a talent show. Larissa and I had dated and broken up weeks earlier, and that night was the start of us getting back together. In that moment on the couch, I remembered Alicia saying something like, "Just kiss already."

Now Larissa was resting her head on my shoulder—not the first time she was showing me affection in front of Alicia, though the vibe was definitely different this time.

Sneaking out to smoke had Larissa and Alicia reminiscing about hiding alcohol in their bedrooms when they were in high school.

"Jimmie never did anything like that," Larissa said, as she elbowed me gently in the stomach. "He was a good boy."

"It's true," I said. "My parents thought I was a pothead at one point, but in reality I was just lazy."

The girls laughed.

"The only thing I hid in my bedroom was porn."

"And girls," Alicia chimed in.

"Yeah, I was one of them." Larissa turned her face toward me and winked.

"That is true," I said.

"Oh, I heard," Alicia said. "You two started young."

"Yeah, yeah," I said.

Larissa and I had been sixteen when we were dating, and we'd had brief, clumsy sex on two separate occasions.

"How old were you when you lost your virginity?" I asked.

"Eighteen," Alicia answered. "Summer before college."

I was already starting to feel pretty relaxed, and I could tell the girls were too. Weed always made me feel horny. Combine that with the warmth of Larissa's body leaning into me and the memory of what had happened the last time she visited, and I could already feel my dick getting hard. I would not have pushed the conversation into this territory under normal circumstances, but at this point my typical reservations and discretion had gone out the window.

"When was the last time you had sex?"

Alicia sighed and laughed. "It's been a while. Five months? Maybe six? I'd have to think about it."

"That's sad," Larissa said.

"Tell me about it." Alicia laughed again. "How long has it been for you?"

Larissa responded, "Well, there's sex and there's oral sex."

We all laughed at that point.

"I guess that's an answer," I said.

"Not really," Alicia said. "Both. Either. How long has it been?"

"Oral sex?" Larissa turned her face toward me. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes bloodshot. "Last week."

"Ooh," Alicia said, raising an eyebrow. "That sounds like a story."

Larissa laughed. "Not really."

"I want to hear it anyway," Alicia said. "I told you, it's been a long time. Give me some excitement."

Larissa looked to me, and I shrugged. At this point, my dick was as hard as a rock. I was game for anything—but I wasn't exactly prepared for how blunt Larissa's response was.

"He gave me a massage, then he ate my pussy."

Alicia's jaw dropped. Apparently she was not prepared for that response either. "Jesus, Larissa!" She laughed.

"What?" Larissa feigned innocence. "You asked!"

Alicia looked to me. "Sounds like a fun time for you."

"No complaints from me." I winked at her. "I like giving massages anyway. Plus have you seen her naked? Her tits are amazing."

"No," Alicia said, smirking, "but I have seen her in a bikini."

"Just look at these things."

I sat up and took hold of the hem of Larissa's white t-shirt, expecting her to swat my hand away. To my surprise she leaned forward slightly, making it easier for me to lift her shirt. I exposed a few inches of belly and paused for a moment, waiting for one of them to stop me. No one said a word, so I pulled her shirt up over her bra. She raised her arms, and I took her shirt off completely. She was wearing a lavender bra that contained her soft, white mounds perfectly.

I tossed Larissa's shirt to the floor and started massaging her shoulders. Larissa moaned, and her head fell forward.

Alicia laughed. "How's that feel?"

"So good," Larissa said.

We sat in silence for a minute while I kept working on Larissa's shoulders. I had taken a few massage courses in college, and I genuinely enjoyed giving massages, so I felt like I knew what I was doing. I even had some organic oil, which I had used on Larissa the week before.

I was watching Alicia's face. Her cheeks were flushed too, and she was openly staring at Larissa's chest. Her lips parted slightly. I had never thought about Alicia in a sexual way, but the look on her face just now made my cock throb. Suddenly I was thinking about her lips, how plump and full they looked, and how good they would feel wrapped around my shaft.

"How long has it been for you?"

Alicia blinked. "What? Sorry ... "

"Oral sex," I said. "How long has it been?"

"Same," she said. "About six months."

She wasn't even looking at me. Her gaze was still locked on Larissa's tits.

"Do you prefer giving or receiving?"

"I like giving head."

Without lifting her head, Larissa chimed in. "She's never had someone go down on her."

"Really?"

Alicia nodded slowly .

"That's a shame," I said.

My response hung in the air a moment as we fell back into a silent reverie—Larissa sitting there in her bra, me rubbing her shoulders and neck, and Alicia watching us. The sexual tension felt like it was getting thicker by the minute. Part of me felt like I could have asked Alicia anything at that point, and she would answer. I thought about asking when was the last time she touched herself. The last time she had an orgasm. What kind of porn she liked.

At the same time, I was enjoying the feel of my hands on Larissa's skin, and based on the way her body was responding to my touch, I thought she might be up for a bit more.

I leaned forward, put my lips close to her ear and asked, "Do you want a real massage?"

Larissa nodded. "Yes, please."

"Let's go then."

Larissa stood up and started walking toward my bedroom, at the opposite end of the basement from the sitting area where we had been hanging out, and I followed suit.

After a few steps, Larissa turned back toward Alicia and said, "Come on, don't stay out here by yourself."

Alicia raised an eyebrow. "I thought you guys might want some privacy."

"It's just a massage," Larissa said, though her tone hinted strongly that was not the case.

"You can help me," I said. "I'll show you some techniques."

That was apparently all the encouragement Alicia needed. She stood up and followed us to the bedroom.

The bedroom I had been calling home was small, dark, and isolated in the back corner of the basement. The lack of egress window kept the room pretty dark even in the middle of the day; at night, it was pitch black. I turned on a reading lamp on the nightstand that had a warm, orange glow—enough to see by without killing the vibe. The bed and nightstand were the only piece of furniture in the room, so Alicia sat on the edge of the bed while Larissa stripped off her socks and jeans. My cock throbbed hard when I saw when she was wearing underneath—a purple thong, the same shade as her bra. She must have felt the need for some modesty at this point, because she got up on the bed and laid face-down before reaching back to unclasp her bra.

I kept the massage oil in a toiletries bag so as not to raise any questions. The toiletries bag was on a wall shelf, with a few other personal items (most of my belongings were in storage at this point). I took in the scene while I was retrieving the oil: Larissa was topless now, lying facedown on the bed; Alicia was sitting on the edge of the mattress, leaning back against the headboard. I couldn't wait to get my hands on her—which is precisely why I could never be a licensed massage therapist. I loved the bare skin, the gentle curves, the bulge of Larissa's breasts pressed against the bedsheet and peeking out on either side of her chest. Larissa had a great body, but from this angle her ass completely stole the show—especially in those thong panties. Her ass cheeks were big, firm, and the same milky white color as her tits. I wanted to smack both cheeks. No, what I really wanted to do was to get in between her legs, spread her cheeks and lick the thin strip of lavender fabric covering her pussy and asshole. Like Larissa had in hiding her bare chest from view, I kept things modest and quasi-professional for the time being.

I placed the bottle on the nightstand and pumped some oil into my palm. After rubbing my hands together to warm them up, I started spreading the oil over Larissa's bare back, moving from her neck down to the small of her back. I added more oil, making sure there was sufficient coverage, then I knelt on the bed beside her and started the massage.

"I start by going along her spine with my fingertips or my thumbs, depending on how I'm feeling."

"OK," Alicia said, shifting position a little so she could see better.

"From the neck, all the way down her back. My palms make more contact on the way back up, along the sides. Like this." With the fingertips of my hands on both sides of her spine, I traced the line down to the small of her back, getting very close to her panties, before spreading out my hands and moving back up to her shoulder blades. "If I feel any knots, I'll spend some focused time there, but this motion is what I come back to. I try to keep contact at all times, so it feels like a continuous motion."

Larissa moaned in approval as I rubbed down toward her ass again, this time going far enough to briefly touch her panties before coming back up.

I turned to Alicia. "If you want to keep this up, I'll work on her legs."

"Sure," Alicia said. Her eyes were on her friend's body—specifically, I think, her lower half.

"If you feel like you need more oil, go ahead."

I pumped some more oil into my hands and moved down to the foot of the bed. I started by spreading oil on her thighs and made my way down to her ankles. Alicia took my place massaging Larissa's back. I watched her movements as I started working on Larissa's ankles. At first her hand motions were hesitant, but with every pass down Larissa's back she seemed to gain confidence. I found myself staring at Alicia's feminine hands, her slender fingers, her manicured nails with their maroon polish, pushing into, over, and against her friend's bare skin. I knew they had never touched like this before, and I could tell that Alicia was getting more turned on as things progressed. She seemed hypnotized by Larissa's body in her hands—and I could hardly blame her.

I turned my attention back to Larissa's legs and began moving up toward her thighs. Keeping tabs on Alicia's movements in my periphery, I matched her tempo and movements, rubbing in an upward motion when she was rubbing down. In my experience in giving solo massages, I had found that by directing my movements toward the center of the woman's body—by, I assumed, pushing blood flow toward her genitals—I was able to generate a heightened sense of arousal. When I gave a massage, I wanted the girl to be silently begging me to fuck her by the time I finally allowed my fingers to make contact with her pussy. Like I said, I could never be an LMT.

If I was an artist, then I wanted this to be my masterpiece. I doubted Larissa and Alicia had ever been in such a sexually charged situation with another girl before. I wanted to build the tension to the point where they lost all inhibitions.

So I took my time, matching Alicia's movements, with both of us rubbing toward the plump mound of Larissa's ass, retreating, getting close to her cheeks and the lavender thong framing them, retreating again. Larissa moaned in ecstasy beneath us. My fingertips reached higher on her thighs with every stroke. Starting at her ankles, I pushed upward with my hands in C-formation, my thumbs running along the inside of her legs, over the rise and fall of her calves, into the valleys behind her knees, and up the back of her thighs toward her ass cheeks. Before making my way back down, I would trace a semi-circle with my thumbs on her inner thighs. This was where the teasing really intensified, as my thumbs crept closer and closer to that lavender strip of fabric covering her labia.

Our combined efforts were having the desired effect. Each time I reached the top of her thighs, Larissa raised her hips slightly from the mattress, providing a little more access to her most sensitive area. As time went on, as my fingertips drew closer to her masked pussy, she became less subtle about presenting herself to me, until eventually she was lifting her hips an inch or two off the bed. Even in the dim light, I could see that her labia had swollen so much it was visible on either of her thong.

On the next pass, I finally let my thumbs make contact with her pussy, just for a second. Larissa moaned and wiggled her butt when I moved my hands away. She knew what I was doing—but it was still working.

Larissa's thong was my boundary now. With each pass, I let my thumbs trace a little of the fabric border, meaning that I was making regular contact with the outer edges of her swollen labia. Alicia must have noticed that I was touching her thong from the bottom, because her strokes were reaching the waistband of Larissa's panties now, tracing the elastic band from the small of her back at the base of her spine outward to her hips before returning to her shoulder blades.

I moved up onto the bed, straddling Larissa's legs, and shifted my focus to her ass cheeks. I started massaging in circular motions so I was spreading Larissa's cheeks with every pass. I traced the underside of her thong's waistband now, matching Alicia's tempo and movements so we were touching the same places at the same time. As a final push, I let my fingertips slip under Larissa's panties. On the next pass, just as I'd hoped, Alicia did the same thing. We did this a couple more times, until Alicia's fingertips touched mine under the waistband of Larissa's thong.

Then I asked the question that I had been waiting to ask.

"Alicia, would you like a massage?"

Alicia froze for a moment, then nodded her head.

"I'm not gonna lie, that looked like it felt pretty damn good."

Larissa sighed dramatically. "Does that mean I have to get up now?"

I gave her ass a playful spank—not as hard as I wanted to, but I did get a delicious little jiggle for my effort.

"Yup, sorry about your luck. Your turn to help out."

"I suppose it's only fair," Larissa said. With exaggerated effort, she pushed herself up from the mattress and sat on the edge. She made no effort to cover her naked breasts; modesty had gone out the window at this point. She looked incredibly sexy in the dim light, with her breasts hanging heavy on her chest, her dark nipples fully erect.

I thought Alicia might be more reluctant to strip down, considering she and I had never been intimate before, but she proved me wrong by quickly and unceremoniously stripping off her pants, socks, and shirt. I had just a moment to take in her curvaceous form before she laid face down on the bed. She was wearing a gray padded bra and black bikini-cut panties. Her belly protruded a little, and her breasts were small for her frame, but from my perspective in the moment she was sexy as fuck. I was nearing the point of requiring physical restraints. My dick had been so hard for so long that it ached. If and when I finally did get some action tonight, I thought I would probably erupt at the first touch.

Like Larissa, Alicia waited to remove her bra until she was face down on the mattress. Just like that, I had two topless girls on my bed. Not how I thought the night would go when I invited them over, but I wasn't complaining.

Larissa moved to the head of the bed, where Alicia had been sitting, but I had other ideas.

"Actually, let me work on her back," I said. "You do her legs."

Larissa acquiesced silently, and we switched positions. I handed her the oil bottle. She pumped some out in her palm, returned the bottle to me so I could do the same, and we got started. Alicia responded to our touch immediately with a soft moan.

As I massaged her back in the same pattern I had demonstrated for her before, I watched Larissa at the foot of the bed. She leaned forward, running her hands up Alicia's legs, her nude breasts swinging gently. My hope in having Larissa massage Alicia's legs was that she would find as much pleasure in the task as I did, and the lust in her expression told me everything I needed to know. She was breathing heavy and biting her lip, and as I watched she never took her eyes off Alicia's ass. Larissa was the perfect student; she moved her hands up and down Alicia's legs using exactly the same motion I had used on her, moving higher on her thighs with every pass, making semi-circles at the apex with her thumbs, getting closer and closer to her panty line.

I tried to take my time and give Alicia a decent massage, but at this point I was in agony. Each pass with my hands down her back went lower and lower, until I was tracing the waistline of her panties. As Larissa followed my lead, I imagined her thumbs grazing Alicia's labia through the thin black fabric of her panties. Every time Larissa's hands reached up the back of her legs, Alicia released a soft moan.

I started letting my fingertips slip inside the waistband of her panties, and Larissa followed suit from below. Alicia lifted her body from the mattress to allow access when Larissa's hands reached the top of her thighs, but I couldn't tell how close Larissa was getting to her pussy.

It was obvious now that the girls were just as into this as I was, so I pushed things a step further. I pulled at the waistband of her panties.

"Why don't we take these off, so we can give a more complete massage."

Alicia responded with a muffled, dreamy, "OK."

Without a word, Larissa started pulling Alicia's panties down over her beautiful, round ass. She tossed them to the floor along with the rest of the girls' clothes, and we returned to our work. Larissa straddled Alicia's legs, just as I had done to her a few minutes earlier, and started working Alicia's ass cheeks. She was staring down between Alicia's legs, and I knew that with every stroke of her hands she was spreading Alicia's pussy lips. The smell of sex was intense, almost smothering. I focused on Alicia's lower back and the top hemispheres of her ass cheeks.

After a few minutes of this, Larissa looked up at me.

"You know, this isn't really fair," she said. "Jimmie has two girls basically naked in his bed, and he's still fully clothed."

Alicia murmured, "Mmhmm."

"Does that mean it's my turn?" I asked, smirking.

"What do you think?" Larissa spanked Alicia's ass playfully. "Do you think he deserves a massage?"

"I guess if we're talking about fairness," Alicia said.

"Mm, that is true." Larissa winked at me.

Like a dog finally let off its leash, I could hardly contain my excitement. I jumped up from the bed and stripped, adding my own socks, jeans and shirt to the pile. I hesitated for a split second in my boxer-briefs, thinking I should follow the girls' example and feign modesty, but one glance at the scene in front of me killed that thought in its tracks. Alicia had rolled over onto her side, her head propped up on her elbow. She did not bother to cover up her nudity or disguise the fact that she was staring at my body. Her nipples were larger and darker than Larissa's, and her bush was trimmed in a nice triangular shape. Larissa was kneeling on the bed in her lavender thong and nothing else, hands on her hips, still straddling her friend's legs.

My underwear landed on the pile as well, leaving me standing fully nude with my cock erect and throbbing.

Larissa laughed. "Jesus, look at that thing."

"I think he's a little turned on," Alicia said.

"Think you're right," Larissa said. She reached a hand down and stroked Alicia's leg. "Not sure why that would be."

I was unsure how serious they were about giving me a massage—frankly, I didn't care. I laid down next to Alicia and started kissing and licking her nipple. Alicia moaned and turned to lay on her back, as Larissa got up from the bed and dropped her thong, revealing her shaved pussy. I pinched Alicia's nipple and fondled her tits as I watched Larissa, waiting to see what her next move was going to be. She did not disappoint.

Larissa pushed Alicia's legs apart and knelt on the bed between them.

"I've never done this before," she said. "So I don't really know what I'm doing."

With her big eyes on Alicia, watching for her reaction, Larissa lowered her face to Alicia's pubic mound. Alicia's reaction when Larissa's tongue finally made contact was explosive. She had her eyes closed, and she was holding her hands up like she wanted to push Larissa away, but the pleasure was too intense. She let out an animalistic moan, completely lost in the feeling. Eventually she brought her right hand up to her right breast and began tugging at her nipple. I followed her lead on the left and pinched and pulled harder. Alicia responded by reaching out with her left hand and grabbing my erection like she thought she might fly off the bed and needed something to keep her grounded.

I couldn't see exactly what Larissa was doing, but apparently she was going it well. Alicia's moaning grew more intense. She had Larissa's head clamped between her thighs as her hips started bucking.

"I'm cumming," she cried. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!"

Alicia froze up as her orgasm washed over her. Finally she released her grip on my cock and laid back, panting. Larissa kissed Alicia's pussy lips one last time and ran her fingers lovingly through her pubic hair.

She smirked. "Was that ok for your first time?"

Alicia laughed. "I mean, yeah, obviously. Fuck, that was good."

Then she rolled over onto her hands and knees and looked at me. "Ok, for real. Now it's your turn."

I had a brief second to wonder what exactly she meant before her mouth was on my cock. When we were out on the couch, she had said she liked giving head, now she was putting her money where her mouth was—and I believed it. She wrapped a hand around my shaft and made a corkscrew motion as she stroked, taking me deep into her mouth over and over again. Saliva ran over her fingers and down around my balls. With her free hand she started massaging my balls, then she started stroking the shaft with both hands, making the corkscrew motion in opposite directions. If her goal was to make me cum in record time, she was on the right track. I could already feel my orgasm building.

Then Alicia started moaning around my dick. I looked up and saw Larissa had buried her face between Alicia's ass cheeks and was—not that I could see, but I assumed—eating her friend's pussy from behind. Without missing a beat, Larissa smacked Alicia's ass cheek, prompting Alicia to squeal.

This was just too much for me to handle.

I groaned, "I'm gonna cum."

Alicia didn't slow down until I started shooting off into her mouth. She swallowed every drop, slowly milking my dick with her lips and hands. Then she lowered her face to the mattress, keeping her ass up in the air so Larissa could keep doing what she was doing. I leaned forward and grabbed Alicia's ass cheeks, pulling them apart to allow Larissa more access. Larissa was deep in it now, kissing, licking, and sucking at Alicia's hairy pussy lips while Alicia moaned with her face against the bed.

"Why don't you come up here and let Alicia return the favor?" I asked.

[truthfulpoint]

The Summer I fucked my GF's 18-year-old cousin

I was probably a senior in college. I was close to graduating and the homework at the time took over my life. If I was not in class, I was either at work or doing homework. I was living with my girlfriend at the time. We stayed at a whole house with multiple rooms by ourselves. The house belonged to her family but they stayed out in the suburbs and would normally rent out this house but my GF needed a place to stay while she was looking for something more permanent. I was technically not fully living there, but the house was between work and school so I always crashed and my GF didn't mind it. She actually just pushed me to move my stuff in.

Several months in, my gf comes to me and asked me if it was okay if her cousin moved in with us for a bit. Her cousin was having issues at home with her parents and she just needed a place to stay before she moved to college in the Fall. I was fine with it, but I also couldn't argue against it, it was not my house and I am also a very caring and helpful person. My only concern was that it was May, so that would be about 3 to 4 months that she would stay with us.

Her cousin moves in a week later. Her name is Maria, she was cute, but I tried to not think of her in any sexual matter at the time for obvious reasons. She was average height, maybe 5'6'', nice curves, she had long black straight hair with bright brown eyes. She actually looked similar to [Valery Altamar](https://www.reddit.com/r/ValeryAltamarFans/), face and body figure but with a little more weight.

She was nice, very polite, and shy. I have a very enthusiastic personality so I would always try talking to her. My gf once told me to behave because that's how I ended up getting her to like me.

A month passes by and things are fine, some things had to change like I couldn't walk around the house half-naked and my sex life wasn't as active. It's not that it was before but it was just awkward having Maria around. Our bedroom floor always creaked so we always struggled to keep movements to a minimum. But other than that, it was nice having Maria there. She was a clean freak so the house was always clean. She also offered to do laundry.

One thing that was noticeable is that Maria always wore something that showed off her ass. Either those skinny jeans, yoga/sports leggings, sometimes some sport shorts that would sometimes show the bottom of her ass cheeks if she bent down. I would be a liar if I didn't admit that I would always stare. I didn't think much of time, and I had no intention of doing or saying anything. I just saw it as eye candy. To be clear, just turned 18 in April.

Here is when things switch to a quick 180. One evening, I came home from the gym and I went to go take a shower but the bathroom was occupied, I knocked and it was Maria. I apologized for bothering her, it sounded like she was also in the shower. I go into my room to grab my clothes and the next thing I hear is the bathroom door open and Maria walking quickly to her room and closes it. I finally walked into the bathroom and I noticed that she left some of her clothes on the ground. I didn't think much of it, but I was curious to look at her panties. I grabbed them and they were a pair of blue panties, normal, nothing special, but for some reason, my cock started to get hard. I had a strange thought thinking that this is the closest I would get to her pussy, and I end up sniffing them. I instantly got turned on and I started to stroke myself. This was the first time I have ever done anything like that but it was intoxicating.

I didn't have the shower on yet and out of nowhere the bathroom door opens. It was Maria with a horrified look on her face and she quickly slams the door shut. Not sure what she saw at that moment, but I hid the panties behind my back as fast as I could and all I knew for sure is that Maria got to see my hard cock.

I was in a frenzy and felt sick to my stomach wondering if she knew I had her panties. I can easily explain masturbating and being caught, that happens all the time. But I kept thinking about what would happen if she told my GF about the panties. I put her panties back in her pile of clothes similar to how I found them and took a quick shower.

After the shower, I went to Maria's room. My GF was downstairs in the living room watching tv. Maria was avoiding eye contact and I apologize but she cut me off and said,

"I am sorry for opening the door without knocking, I didn't know anyone was in there"

I responded, "I am sorry you saw me doing that, I am sorry if I made you uncomfortable, I understand if you don't want to see me or be here"

She quickly turned to me and said, "it's not that, it was an accident, let's pretend nothing like that happened, I won't tell anyone"

With a sense of relief but also guilt, I said, "If you do feel uncomfortable and need me to explain anything, please reach out or talk to your cousin if that would make you feel better"

For the next week, I avoided her completely, I stayed in my office working on homework or playing games. I was extremely unsure if she saw that I had her panties. But I ended up jerking off a lot that week of just thinking of her. I even felt tempted to go into her room and find another pair of panties. But I suppressed myself. But one night, Maria text me when I was in my office working on a paper for school.

"can I ask you a question and you do not have to respond"

"sure", my heart was pounding when I sent that message

"Why did you have my panties by your face when I saw you in the bathroom?", she asked

I felt a pit in my stomach and I did not know how to respond. I felt like she was going to show this text messages to my GF or something. I felt like I had to lie or end the conversation, so I responded with

"I think its best not to talk about what happened. It was a bit embarrassing for both of us"

"Okay," she responded.

I couldn't focus on homework anymore so I went to bed late that night. When I went into my bedroom, I looked through my Gf's phone to see if Maria text her. Luckily there was no recent message.

The next several days, things at home were calm, I had a week break in between spring and summer classes. I am not sure if it was in my head but Maria was acting nicer than usual. She would fix me coffee in the morning, always ask if I need anything. She would sit on the same couch I am on when we were watching tv. I actually noticed that she stopped wearing bras around me. I am not sure, but my GF didn't have a problem with it. Just to note, she would only be this nice or close to me when my GF was not around. But one evening, my GF went out to visit her mom. I was going to go out too but my friends were busy.

That evening things were normal, Maria was was in the living room watching television, I was in my office on Reddit. My door was open and I had a clear view of the living room and I got to have a good look of Maria laying on the couch. She was wearing grey yoga leggings, and a cropped shirt that made her tits look very perky. The things I was looking at on Reddit didn't help (teen porn, sex stories, etc.). I started having some dirty thoughts and then I got up and went to join her.

I sat down and she gave me a sly smile like she knew I would join her. All I wanted to do was answer her question. So I said

"hey, I can answer your question if you're still interested"

She muted the tv, "are you sure", she asked

"I said yea, and I said that I was curious" I couldn't keep a straight face

She blushed and responded with, "Is that normal for guys to do?"

I explained that some people do it and that it can be seen as weird or normal, depending on how you talk about it. We just laughed about it and the atmosphere felt a lot better. I asked her if any of her boyfriends ever do something like that?

"No, my boyfriend hasn't done anything like that" she responded

I didn't know she had a boyfriend so I said: "how come you never invite him over?"

"He is very pushy to have sex and I am not ready yet" as she looked away.

She basically told me she was a virgin and for some reason, I found it very appealing. To keep this short, for the next several hours, we talked about sex. She was actually bombarding me with questions. She would turn bright red when she would ask something. I was only getting turned on. Some of the things she asked were common like first time experience and what not. But the one question that caught me off-guard is when she asked

"Does having anal sex means you lose your virginity?"

I responded, "depends on who you ask, have you tried anal?"

Her face turned beat red and said "No but I touch myself and sometimes put a finger or two inside that hole"

My cock was rock hard just imagining her playing with herself like that. She got up to get something to drink from the kitchen and when she returned, she sat right next to me. I tried really hard to hide my boner, but I tried just being funny and change the conversation to something normal. We enjoyed ourselves but I made some advances touching her leg for a second or tickling her sides. I even made a joke that she be showing off her butt a lot.

"Should I wear baggy clothes then?" she asked laughing

In a serious soft tone, I said "I like my eye candy the way it is"

"Wow" she said laughing, "what does that even mean?"

She didn't know what eye candy was so I had to explain it. I am not sure if it was an age thing but I was only 6 years older than her.

"I enjoy what I see," I said

She was quick to respond, "Do my panties smell like candy to you then"

without thinking, I said, "you probably taste like candy"

As soon as I said that, I kissed her. It was a peck at first. I pulled away to see her reaction, and then she leaned towards me and pressed her lips against mine. I was not thinking anymore and I just wanted to enjoy kissing the lips of this girl I have been fantasizing for. I held her tight while my hands were around her waist and her thigh. I could tell she was not that experienced with kissing but the only thing on my mind was getting her naked. I laid her down and I started to pull her leggings down. I usually take my time with foreplay but I had this intense feeling of having a taste of her juices. I didn't care if it was wrong, I just needed it. As I was pulling her leggings down, she stopped me and said that she doesn't want to have sex. Right away, I came to my senses and went back to kissing her. She stopped me after a bit. Then she pulled her leggings off.

"Are you sure you want to take them off? Making out is just fine", I said.

She didn't respond and only went back to kissing me. This time she started to moan as she was feeling my cock over my gym shorts. I did not want to make her feel uncomfortable so I decided to take my time and see if where things lead. I kissed her neck and then over her shirt, and I made sure to kiss her nipple area. As much as I wanted to lift her shirt, I knew I had to make sure feel comfortable.

As I was making my way down, I noticed she was wearing the blue panties from the other day. I also noticed that she had some amazing brown legs. I started to kiss her inner thighs slowly, she was trembling, I kept making my way up to her pussy, she still had her panties on and I noticed a wet spot on them. Before I made any more advances, I asked her

"Are you feeling okay? I do not want to do anything that would make you feel uncomfortable"

She looked confused and unsure but responded, "I have not done anything like this, but I don't want to stop"

"We can just mess around and do some foreplay and oral, or we can stop", I said in a soft but deep tone.

She paused again and finally said, "I will tell you if I want to stop"

Right away, I put my mouth over her panties. The thought of her panties in my mouth was a turn on and I finally pulled them aside and saw her pussy. she had some hair on it but looked trimmed. Without hesitation, I dove into her pussy. With a mouth full, I massaged her labia and played with her clit and then pressed my tongue inside her pussy to get a better taste.

She moaned loudly, "This is the first time anyone has ever eaten me out!"

She definitely tasted different compared to my GF. Maria's pussy had a sweetness to it that had me wanting more and more.

I kept eating her out a couple of minutes until she finally orgasmed. She was trembling after I was done, I sat up and she was thrusting her hips while rubbing her pussy. She had this embarrassed look on her face but it was obvious that she was taken over by her horniness. She said that her orgasm felt different compared to when she plays with herself. I finally pulled my dick out and I started jerking it. I really wanted to fuck her so badly.

"Do you want to go forward and have sex?" I said as I was stroking my dick and rubbing her thigh.

"I am not ready, and we need a condom," she said with disappointment in her voice.

"Fuck you are right, want to try anal then?" I said jokingly

I was not thinking clearly, I just wanted to fuck this girl so badly. The next thing she does is get close to me and puts her mouth on my dick. I moan, my dick just needed some attention. Her mouth was so warm, but it was obvious she was nervous.

"I only done this like, twice," she said after she pulled my dick out her mouth.

"You don't have to do this," I said, but then she put her mouth back on it. I truly felt like I was on the verge of cumming. She tried giving me a blowjob the best she could but it was not the best and I did not want to embarrass her by stopping. In the end, I told her to lick the tip while I jerked it. At this point, I was able to reach and grab her ass. Not even a minute in, I finally came, and she pulled away. For someone who just did something so sexual, she was also so shy about it.

We cleaned up, and I went to wash my face, I didn't want the smell of pussy on my lips. Not even 30 minutes later, my GF comes home. Maria went to her room already and I was in my office. That same night, I ended up fucking my GF hard. She was surprised with all the energy I had, she kept telling me to be quiet so Maria wouldn't hear us but I didn't care. I basically went 2 or 3 rounds that night.

The next morning I wake up early to turn in an assignment for class. I hear someone walking down the stairs and when I turned over I see Maria by the door asking if I want coffee, I said sure. When she came back into my office, she got close to my ear and said

"Last night, I played with my ass when you were having fun in the other room"

I got hard right away. But I started feeling guilty. It finally came to me that I cheated on my GF and what I did was wrong on so many levels. I looked and Maria and just played off the conversation to make it seem normal.

Some time passed and Maria and I have not brought up anything. We acted normal around each other. She started wearing her bra around the house and we barely spoke. I felt sad, to be honest, I thought I hurt her, or she was uncomfortable around me. I wanted to talk to her but I didn't want to through text. but we were never alone together. But one day, we had a visitor. Maria's boyfriend came over. This guy looked so young with some peach fuzz excuse for facial hair. He honestly looked younger than Maria and that is saying a lot.

I didn't mind it at all, they kept to themselves. My Gf and I were watching Netflix and Maria and her Bf went upstairs to her room. I was joking to with my GF and said

"do we have to be parents and tell her to leave the door cracked open"

My Gf responds, "Do you want to give her the talk about the birds and the bees Mr. Dad?"

We both laugh and then it hit me. They are probably making out or doing some other things. I felt a bit of jealousy but I tried not to think about it much. Later that evening, Maria's boyfriend finally leaves and Maria joins us in the living room. She looks normal and then my GF starts to tease her.

"Did you get lucky?" my GF said

Maria blushed and said "What are you even talking about!"

I just laughed and I wondered if she just lost her virginity or did some other things. I got up and went to my office to work on some homework. My GF went upstairs to go shower and go to bed and Maria stayed in the living room. I told myself that I will not join her or give her any attention.

An hour later, there is a knock on my door and Maria comes in. She sits in the love seat that is in my office. There was a lot of space between us with the desk and all.

"How's homework going?" she asks

"Its fine, I am actually procrastinating and doing some other things"

"I am not bothering you am I? I could leave", she responded.

"No of course not! How was your day? Did you enjoy having your BF over?" I said with a smile

"It was okay, we just hung out" she said while avoiding eye contact

"I will admit, that I thought you guys were doing something freaky", I said, hoping that she will give me a good answer.

Before she said anything, she closed the office door. My GF already text me goodnight so I knew she was in bed.

"We tried to have sex but I was not in the mood", she said

I started to get a little hard at that moment. "How come you weren't in the mood?"

"Cuz he didn't make me feel the same way you did"

I instantly got hard, but what shocked me was that she walked up to me and sat on my lap. I didn't think anything of it, but we just talked about what happened with her boyfriend. She explained that he is too rough and way too excited and I told her that most young guys only care about fucking but not pleasuring their partner and that he probably only knows about sex through porn.

"Maybe you need someone older and experienced, you seem like the type of girl that needs a lot of attention and affection", I said jokingly

Then she moved her hips as she was sitting on me. There was no doubt that she could feel my hard cock.

"Maybe you need to show me how I need to be treated", she said in a sensual voice.

Next thing I noticed, she got up and pulls my shorts down. She got on her knees and started licking my shaft slowly. I swear this felt like a scene in a porn video but I had this sexy young girl pleasuring me. For some reason, she was doing a lot better from last time.

"Have you been practicing with your boyfriend?" I said between my heavy breathing

"Maybe, but I was also looking up videos so I can be better for you"

Not sure if she felt it, but when she said that, my cock got harder and twitched.

"Sit back on my lap," I said

She got up and I had her sit in a position that my dick would go in if she wasn't wearing her shorts. I started to rub my hands throughout her body, finally feeling her breast as I kissed her neck. We were at this for a bit until I started to pull her shorts down. Finally my dick felt her skin. She started to grind on me and my dick started to slide in between her cheeks. Her pussy was so wet, but my dick was pressed against me so it couldn't penetrate her. She moaned while we were doing this and I had to cover her mouth. At that moment, I was going to stick it in her pussy. I just told myself that I would get her a plan B. Right when I grabbed my dick, she stopped me.

"Wait, I am not ready for that yet," She said right away.

"Sorry, let's do something else before I keep pushing myself onto you." I said with annoyance in my voice

"Let me try something," She said

To my surprise, she grabbed my cock and started pressing it against her asshole. I was in disbelief but I was not going to fight it. Obviously we didn't have any lube, but my dick was already wet from her bj and her pussy juices. It was very tough to get it in, but finally the head went in and she let a whimper.

"Don't push yourself, move slowly, if you need to, move your hips into it", I said as I held my dick in position for her.

Finally the rest of my dick was in her ass. I was blown away by how tight she was. My GF had a great ass for anal but Maria's ass basically gripped my dick. With my hands, I got to spread Maria's ass as she moved her whole body.

"Does it hurt?", I asked

"A little but it feels so good, but please finish soon", She said as she moaned.

I knew I couldn't finish in the position I was in, so I got her up, with my dick still in her ass, and had her lay against my desk. I started fucking her doggy style and it felt like I was able to go deeper in her ass. I was amazed that I got to fuck her like this. At that angle, her ass looked so much better than my GFs.

"Are you going to let me fuck your ass whenever I want?" I said as I slowly fucking her

"Yes, only if you fuck me this good" She said as she was pushing her ass back.

I started thrusting faster until I finally shot my load in her ass. I don't know why, I cummed so much, it felt like my dick was being drained out.

"Oh my god," She said in a worried tone

"Is everything okay?", I said as I was calming down with guilt washing over me.

"I didn't know you were going to cum in me," she said

I slowly pull out and I to see what I just fucked. I was getting turned on again by looking as her ass and pussy. We both got ourselves back together, making sure I didn't leave cum anywhere. I slowly open the door to see if the ghost was clear and it seemed that my GF was still in bed. "Sorry for cumming in you, you should be fine, is everything okay?" I said "Yes, I was just caught off guard. I feel like I am dripping" She said as she was turning red from embarrassment. She went to go shower and I stayed in my office. I could not get the image of her perfect ass out of my head. After her shower, she comes back downstairs to kiss me. Not sure how, but she was kissing a lot better. It made me realize that she was just nervous at first. She was wearing some loose shorts so I was able to grab her ass nicely. Then I asked her

"Do you mind If I eat you out but in the same position I just had you?", She was unsure at first but said, "That's fine", with a shy smile on her face I am not sure if she agreed to just please me but I wanted to take advantage. I bent her over and I pull her shorts down. Once again, my dick is already throbbing for more action. She smelled like the body wash my GF uses, so I can tell she cleaned herself very well after our fun. I start licking her pussy, and her sweet juices started to flow. I could tell by the way her knees bent and by her moans that she was loving it. The best part was that I had a clear view of her asshole. "I am going to do something different, if you want me to stop then say so", I said.

After kissing her pussy deeply, I moved up and twirled my tongue around her asshole.

She gasps and said, "I don't know how I feel about this"

"Let try it out a bit and if you do not like it then we can stop", I said I start to rub her clit with my thumb and I press my tongue against her ass. This time she moans. I finally use two hands to spread her ass and I just focus on pleasuring her with my tongue. I don't usually do this with my GF, only if we are drunk but I had these strong intensions of pleasuring her every way I knew how. We do this for a little while until we heard a noise from upstairs and we both got up quickly. She leaves the office and I get back to my chair. I was panicking a bit, but I stayed in the office with my textbook open and my computer on the college website

A couple of minutes later, Maria texts me that she's in her room and didn't hear anything once she left the office. She responds that she had fun, and I ended up jerking off to the thought of her. I finally showered and went to bed. The guilt I originally felt started to go away as I started to convince myself that this will be temporary and it was worth having fun with her.

[truthfulpoint]

Sex on the Beach

Slowly, but surely, this cruise was turning into a disaster. I had booked the trip to celebrate my recent tenure as a professor and also to spend some time with Jessica after long months of being cooped up with my research. Now the paper was submitted, and the initial reviews were very promising.

The boat was beautiful and the crew had great attention to detail. The food was fantastic and the other people on the boat seemed pretty nice for the most part. They were obviously way richer than me and Jessica were. I had basically used all the money from the research award I won for my last major paper to pay for the trip.

But somehow Jessica was in a foul mood. She stayed on deck with a book most of the time and didn’t partake in many of the activities that the crew organized for their guests. There, she was usually joined by a man of about 50 or so years by the name of John. John was constantly on his phone or hacking into a laptop and hardly seemed to notice the beautiful surroundings of the Greek islands.

John’s wife Veronica was much younger than her husband was, I guessed about 34 or 35. She had to look of a typical trophy wife with lots of time for manicures, pedicures, Pilates and appointments at the hairdresser. Initially that had put me off, but when I chatted with her, I was actually surprised that I quite enjoyed her company. She was a physical therapist and worked part time in an institution for children that needed rehabilitation after accidents. They apparently didn’t need the money, judging by his watches, John seemed to be richer than God, but it gave her a sense of purpose and fulfillment.

As we both were often flying solo for the group activities, we naturally gravitated towards each other. We chatted a lot over the first few days of the trip and got to know each other pretty well.

———-

One evening, after another delicious dinner on the beach, Jessica got up and said: “ I’m tired. I’ll go to bed. Don’t come too late, please. And don’t drink so much wine, it makes you snore.”

“ yes ma’am” I snapped, in an effort to lighten the mood. But Jessica just glared at me.

Embarrassed and angry, I turned to my glass of wine. What was going on? Why was Jessica so angry with me?

“Another evening all by our lonesome?” said Veronica as she walked over from the table where she had been sitting. She seemed a little tipsy.

“Yep. You too?”

“Yes. He’s already back on that damn computer.”

Maybe more than just a little…

She took a big gulp out of her wine glass.

“ I’m sorry”

“ You don’t need to be sorry. He should be!”

Another big gulp. Veronica seemed angry and determined to get very drunk.

“ He used to be different. He was always a hard worker, but when we were dating, he somehow always managed to find the time for a weekend away or a fancy restaurant.”

Another gulp finished the glass. One of the stewards quickly came by and filled it up again.

“ Now he seems married to his work. Some evenings he doesn’t even come home.”

Half the glass gone again.

“Or maybe he’s fucking his secretary. I don’t know. But I couldn’t care less. It’s not like I’m missing out on much.”

Ouch. Low blow.

“I mean, for real, he couldn’t even get it up without the little blue pills on the best of days. And now he’s so absent-minded with me, that he probably couldn’t tell my butt from my boobs”

Oh man. This woman was angry.

“ Well, why are you still with him?”

“ I don’t know. I guess it’s comfortable. I have to admit that I’ve gotten used to the finer things in life. He also donates a ton of money to the children’s rehab center where I work. That would probably dry up if we get divorced. And that would really suck.”

“Hmmm...” I didn’t really know what to say. “We should probably get to bed.”

She chugged her drink. She was very drunk now.

“Can I stay with you tonight? You’re cute.”

“I think you should return to your cabin and sleep it off, Veronica. I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Good night, Adam. Sweet dreams”

Walking over the beach back to the boat, I couldn’t get Veronica’s words out of my head - “you’re cute”. She was more than cute. She was beautiful. And the more time I spent with her, the more I felt myself drawn to here.

That night, I did not sleep well. I tossed and turned, awaking often. Every time I woke up, my thoughts immediately returned to Veronica.

———-

The next morning, Veronica showed up to breakfast with a pair of large dark sunglasses and washed down three aspirin with her green tea.

———

Later that day, we had a guided tour of some ancient ruins. Of course, Jessica and John stayed on the boat. During the tour Veronica motioned me to stay back a little.

She hooked her arm under mine and started talking. “Hey Adam. About last night. I think I said a lot of stupid stuff. I was angry and a little drunk. Can we keep this to ourselves?”

“Of course “

“ I mean, I didn’t really mean it. At least most of it.”

“Which part did you mean?”

She squirmed a little and laughed nervously.

“well, I seem to remember that I might have mentioned that I thought you were cute? That part’s actually true”

“I’m flattered. I don’t often get compliments from drunk married women.”

“Now you’re being mean. I just repeated it, and I’m totally sober. Just very hung over.” She laughed and pulled herself closer to me, holding on to my arm.

I have to admit, it felt good to be complimented by a beautiful woman. I suddenly noticed how much I missed being touched. Things between Jessica and me had been pretty cooled down for a while now.

I brushed the thought aside, and we rejoined the group.

————-

The the next day was a beach day. We all chilled under the parasols and pavilions the crew had set up and enjoyed piña coladas and watermelons.

Veronica wore a white bikini that I hadn’t seen yet. After a week under the Mediterranean sun, she was quite tanned, and the white bikini complimented her bronze skin. When she went for a swim and came back out of the water, I had flashbacks of Ursula Endres coming out of the water in that James Bond movie. Hot!

I also went for a swim, but pretty soon had to stop because my shoulder and neck started to hurt. When I came out of the water, I was massaging my neck and wincing with pain. Veronica noticed me.

“What’s the matter? Hurt yourself?”

“ I don’t know. I went for a swim, and I had this strong pain going from my neck to my shoulder.”

“Want me to take a look at it? You’re a little bigger than my normal patients, but the basic mechanics are the same.”

“Sure, thank you!”

She sat me down on the edge of one of the deck chairs and started to examine my neck and shoulders with her hands. Admittedly, I quite enjoyed that. Probably more than I should.

She manipulated my arm and shoulder and stroked different muscles in my neck. The pain started to ease a little, but I hoped she would keep going for a little while longer.

“You are very tense. Probably from all that work hunched over a computer. I can show you some exercises that should help your neck and shoulder mobility”

For some reason, her hand was still resting on my pectoral muscle. I looked at it and she withdrew it, however, not without lightly brushing over my nipple in the process. I felt my nipple harden and blood rushing to my groin. She noticed it too, and gave me a little smile.

———

In the afternoon we were back on the boat. I was heading to the bathroom, which happened to be in a very tight corner of the upper deck. As walked I towards the door, it opened and Veronica emerged. The entry was so tight that we couldn’t avoid brushing against each other. As we were both still in swim clothes, a lot of skin touched. I had the impression that neither of us tried to minimize that contact.

————

That night I woke from a dream. I didn’t remember any details, but I clearly had the searing image of Veronica in her white bikini in my head. I was sporting a capital boner.

Jessica was sleeping next to me. I glanced over at her and then started to masturbate. I closed my eyes and imagined Veronica in her white bikini coming towards me. Taking the bikini off and giving me a free view of her perfect boobs. Cut. Veronica, reaching for my boner. Cut. Veronica rubbing my cock with her perfectly manicured hands. Cut. Veronicas mouth closing around the head of my cock. Cut. Veronica giving me a sloppy blowjob. Cut. Veronica turning around, spreading her butt cheeks and whispering “ I want you to fuck me in the ass” Cut. My dick in Veronica’s ass. Cut. My dick pumping cum into Veronica’s ass.

With that image, I came. Hard. Cum rained on my stomach and my chest. My cock twitched and a pool of cum gathered on my belly.

Jessica raised her head. “ what’s going on?” She asked sleepily.

“Nothing. I just had a vivid dream and moved around. Go back to sleep.”

I got up and went to the bathroom. I cleaned myself up with a towel and looked at myself in the mirror, slightly embarrassed. Not only had I fantasized about a married woman. While my girlfriend was laying next to me. Also, I had never been into anal sex, but that fantasy sent me right over the edge. I wasn’t sure that I could look Veronica in the eye tomorrow.

—————

As luck would have it, Veronica joined us at our breakfast table the next morning. I had the impression that Jessica didn’t like Veronica particularly well. But I decided to ignore it.

I grinned at her sheepishly and tried to make the most boring conversation ever. She looked at me puzzled.

“Final day in paradise, huh?”

“Yeah I can’t believe the 10 days are already over”

“ Well, Adam, it was very nice to get to know you and for you to keep me such good company during the excursions”

What was she doing? Jessica was sitting right next to us.

“Uhm, yeah. There were quite a few nice people on this boat.” I tried to downplay and defuse the situation.

“Yes, but very few as nice and gentle…manlike as you. I hope to see you later!”

And with that, she walked away, swaying her hips just a little too much for Jessica not to notice.

———-

When we got to our cabin, I could sense that Jessica was fuming. We had hardly closed the door when she went at me:

“ What was that bimbo all about? Thanks for keeping me such good company? Nice and gentle? What the fuck?”

I didn’t know what to say. “Hey, Veronica is not a bimbo, she’s actually pretty nice”

“Yeah seems like it. More than nice from what I can see”

Well, that maybe wasn’t the best thing to start with.

“What do you expect me to do? You never wanted to come to these activities. Most of the other guests went as couple, so obviously the two people abandoned by the partners kind of stuck together.”

Not helping things…

“I didn’t abandon you. I just wasn’t feeling like doing these stupid excursions anyway. This entire trip was all about you, and your fancy research award. Look, I’m Adam, the neuroscience hot shot.”

Ouch.

“Baby, where is this coming from? I booked this trip for us!”

“You booked this trip for you!”

“I’m sorry you’re not having a good time. What can I do?”

“I don’t know. I need some space”

“Ok baby. No problem. I’ll go and come find you later”

“No, I mean more permanently. I think I don’t want you in my life, at least for a while”

“Baby, what the hell?”

“When we get back to London, I think I will stay with my sister for a while”

I was dumbstruck. Without another word, I turned around and left the cabin.

On deck, I ran into Veronica.

“You look like you’ve just seen a ghost. Everything ok?”

“No everything is not OK! Jessica and I just broke up.”

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that!”

“You’re sorry? You’re part of the reason! If you hadn’t done your little show this morning, none of this would’ve happened!”

“Is that so? Well, if you ask me, your relationship has to be in a pretty bad place if one tiny flirt manages to break it”

She probably had a point, but I was not willing to admit that just yet.

“Stay away from me.”

—————-

Lunch was on the beach that day again. For me it was a sad affair, as I sat alone, sulking in a corner.

Veronica came up to me.

“Can we talk?”

“Hm, okay”

“I’m sorry about this morning. I shouldn’t have done that. Even if I stay by my point that such a stunt could never derail a healthy relationship “

“Yeah, you’re probably right “

“The fact of the matter is that I see us as mirror images. Both stuck in sorta crappy relationships. And…”

“What and?”

“Nevermind. Why were you looking at me so funny this morning?”

“Nevermind”

“You tell me your’s, I tell you mine…”

“Okay, okay. But you go first.”

“Ok, here goes. I thought we were both stuck in sucky relationships. And that I would much rather be with someone like you. Well, you specifically.”

“Oh, wow!”

“Yeah, I know. It’s confusing. I probably have to sleep on this a bit. But I definitely have a bad crush on you.”

She blushed. “Now tell me your’s”

“Ok, whatever. I had a dream about you “

“A sex dream?”

“Uhm, yup” I blushed.

“Was it good?”

“I don’t want to talk about it”

“Did we make out? Did we sleep together?”

“Well, sort of”

“Did you cum in your dream?”

“No, not in the dream”

“What do you mean, not in the dream”

I squirmed under the interrogation. “Well, afterwards “

“Afterwards? What do you mean? Did you jack off thinking of me?”

My head was probably red as a tomato now. “Hm, yeah, kind of”

“Oh, wow. I don’t know whether to be offended or flattered… but it is kind of hot to think that I make you horny.” She giggled.

“It was just a dream! These things happen all the time!”

“Well, why don’t we try if was really ��just a dream’?”

“What do you mean?”

“Come with me”

She took my hand and we walked away from the tables to a small secluded bay behind some rocks. Veronica undid the Pareo she had been wearing and spread it on the sand. Underneath, she wore that bedeviled white bikini.

“Adam, I am so sorry. I’ve been a bad girl”

“Wait, what?”

“I’ve been really bad. I think I deserve some punishment “

“Are you kidding me?”

“No Adam. You need to show me my place”

With that, she walked up to me and pinched my nipple.

“Ouch”

“Oh, so sorry. Let me make it better.”

She stepped up to me, pressed her body against me and started gently licking the pinched nipple. A familiar tingling traveled from there up and down my spine. Blood rushed to my groin. I gave in.

“You are right, you have been bad” I said with a raspy voice.

“Yes Adam”

“But I don’t believe in punishment.”

“You don’t?”

“No, I believe in showing the right way” With that I grabbed her hair and started gently, but firmly pulling it down. Her face came up, and I started kissing her greedily. I kissed her mouth, her chin, her neck. Her breathing accelerated.

I let go of her hair and unclasped her bikini top. Her tits sprang free. Glorious, glorious tits. I pinched one of her nipples. Pretty hard.

“A little payback”

She gasped from the mixture of pleasure and pain.

She untied the string of my shorts and let my cock spring free. She wrapped her hand around its base and started stroking. I had a flashback to my dream. This was just like it, but a million times better.

She kneeled down and put my cock in her mouth. Pretty soon, she was giving me a deep, sloppy blowjob.

I needed more. I needed her. I pulled her up. I turned her around and bent her over one of the nearby rocks. Her hips and ass swayed in front of the cock glistening from her saliva. I grabbed her round ass and pushed myself inside her. Her pussy was soaking wet and my dick slid in and out with ease. I started to thrust into her. All the pent up anger and frustration over the trip, the breakup, about Jessica went into my pushes. I fucked her hard.

“Yes, yes, yes” - little screams of pleasure came out of her mouth

“Is this just like your dream?”

“Almost” I gasped between to panting breaths.

“What’s different?”

“In the dream I was fucking your ass”

“Oh, do you want to do that?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never really done it. “

She bent over a little further, put her hands on her butt cheeks, and spread them a little.

“Adam, I want you to fuck me in the ass”

I was stunned. What was happening?

I pulled my cock out of her pussy. It twitched and glistened from her juices. I hesitated. Veronica reached around and placed the tip of my cock on her anus.

“Come on! Take me just like in your dream!”

I pushed forward. My glistening tip, lubricated with her juices pushed past the initial resistance. I heard Veronica take in a sharp breath, as she adjusted to the new sensation. I started to slowly push into her. The sensation was phenomenal. I started moving back and forth. Feeling her tight muscles gripping my cock, hearing her heavy breaths, and seeing my dick disappear inside her caused a rush of arousal and excitement. I realized I would come very quickly like this.

“Veronica, I don’t know how long I’ll last like this.”

“Don’t worry about it. This one’s for you”

As if her words had unlocked something, I felt my orgasm build. A powerful wave of lust and excitement washed over me and triggered my dick to explode into Veronica’s ass. She felt the pulses of my orgasm, and pushed her butt back, taking my cock all the way in. There she stayed, just lightly swaying , until she felt that my penis stopped twitching.

I pulled my dick out, panting. She got up and turned around to me. Her hand on my cheek, she kissed me sensually.

“THAT was not a dream.”

———-

After we had calmed down and gotten dressed again, we went back to our table. The steward spotted us and asked if we wanted to drink anything.

Veronica smiled: “I’ll have a Sex on the Beach, please”

[truthfulpoint]

Fucked my friend’s sister after she gave me a ride home

Was in Zurich for work a few weeks joined a dinner party at a friends house. We finished and I was heading out when his sister who’d joined for dinner offered me a ride back to my hotel. It was late and the train would have taken a bit longer so I said sure.

His sister Zoe and I had been chatting on and off and playfully flirting throughout the evening though I hadn’t thought much of it. She’s very cute - late 20s Swiss postdoctoral researcher, 5’10”, athletic build with perky little breasts and short brown curly hair. She was wearing black jeans, a white T-shirt and a green cardigan and sitting next to her in her little 2-seater BMW I couldn’t help but catch a glimpse of her nipples pushing through her top and her cute full lips smiling as we chatted.

She pulled up near my hotel and I started to thank her for the ride and get out, when I see her parking, unbuckling her seatbelt and getting out of the car. She silently walks me through the hotel lobby to the elevator and as soon as the door closes she pushes me against the door and starts kissing me fiercely. Taking the hint, I pull her in and run my hands down her toned back and grab her ass which her jeans are holding onto for dear life.

We make it into my room and I throw her onto the bed and we continue kissing as I run my hands up under her T-shirt and start caressing her tits while she’s rubbing my now extremely hard cock through my trousers. I unbutton her jeans and slide my hand down to her crotch. Her panties are already wet and I start rubbing her clit and pussy through them as we keep kissing and she starts moaning softly.

I slip her out of her jeans and underwear and move down her body, gently kissing her stomach through her T-shirt until I reach her gorgeous little pussy. She had a neatly trimmed landing strip which I kissed and bit gently before slowly sliding a finger into her as I started slowly licking and sucking on her clit. She took her top and bra off and I glanced up at her beautiful perky tits with the tiniest nipples while I concentrated on pleasuring her with my tongue.

It didn’t take long to find a rhythm of me finger fucking her and licking her clit before she was writhing in pleasure - I pushed a second finger inside her and started vigorously fucking her and hitting her gpot - she started cumming and grabbed my hair, grinding her clit against my mouth and she pushed my head down.

Thinking she’s going to need a break, I moved back up and she started kissing me again. I lay on my back and without missing a beat she swings her legs around and lowers her pussy onto my face. I obediently grab her ass and thighs, spread her pussy open and start eating her again. She slides my pants off and leans forward and starts licking the tip of my cock.

I’m in heaven with this nubile girl sitting on my face playing with my cock, and then she just swallows my whole cock in one motion- I can feel her lips on my balls. She starts bobbing up and down - it feels absolutely amazing. I start thrusting with my hips and she holds her head steady while I face fuck her with my face buried in her soaking wet snatch.

I can feel myself getting close when she comes up for air and speaks for the first time since we got out for the car “don’t cum, you need to fuck me”. “I don’t have a condom” I say while still licking her pussy. She gets up off my face, lowers her pussy on my cock, leans into kiss me and smiles saying “just fuck me”.

Again, not one to argue, we kiss deeply as I start sliding in and out of her tight little pussy. I can feel her getting wetter and I reach down to feel her wetness and start rubbing her asshole and then gently rubbing it with two fingers as she buries her tongue in my throat and I start fucking her relentlessly. She seems close to cumming again and I push two fingers gently into her asshole while I fuck her - this seems to send her over the edge and I feel her pussy spasming on my cock as I fuck her through her orgasm which seems to last forever.

She breathlessly collapses in a heap on me and is helplessly kissing my cheek and neck while I slowly keep sliding my cock into her. I gently stroke her beautiful toned back and ass while we kiss, still intertwined. She softly whispers “cum in me”. I give her a slightly hesitant look and she laughs saying “don’t worry, I’m horny, not an idiot - I’m on the pill”. Really not the conversation I was expecting to have with my friends sister a few hours earlier.

Suddenly emboldened, I lift her up, and bring her breasts up to my mouth and start kissing them, gently sucking each nipple in turn as I start fucking her harder and deeper again. She’s clearly enjoying this as she pushes more of breast into my mouth and I start sucking her tit hard and grabbing the other one, as I reaching around with my other had and fingering her asshole again while I’m fucking her. The sensations are almost too much for me as I start to fuck her harder and deeper, and when I’m close I push almost my entire middle finger into her ass and she gasps, clenching down on it while I start cumming hard in her with my mouth filled with and sucking hard on one of her perfect little tits.

She gently rolls off me and snuggles up next to me while she reaches down and starts rubbing her clit furiously. I’m still in a bit of a daze, but I turn to kiss her and rub her tits, pinching her nipples hard and she gets herself off again rubbing herself with my cum.

We both lay their exhausted and content for a while listening to the sounds of the city at night. I realise I’d practically give her a hickey on her left breast which we both laughed about. We chatted as she got dressed and she gave me a warm kiss and a hug before heading off. Totally not the end to the evening I was expecting and I’ll definitely drop her a line next time I’m in town.

[truthfulpoint]

I got a mouthful of his cum behind his gf's back

My ex-colleague invited me to a party at his flat the other night to celebrate his promotion at the firm that I used to work at. I was surprised that he wanted me present given that he felt so guilty about the times we used to fuck around behind his gf's back. Nevertheless, I agreed to come and was curious to see if he was still guilty and could behave himself.

I was greeted by his gf first, she was a classy girl that every guy would want to bring home to mum but she wasn't the adventurous type in the bedroom (according to my ex-colleague) hence him fucking around aha.

I embraced her while remembering the time I had her bf's cock down my throat and let out a little giggle. She welcomed me in and I made myself comfortable. After a few minutes of socialising with his other friends, there he was presenting himself in a bit of a smug way. He approached me slowly as I smiled back at him.

I congratulated him and cheekily asked him, "do you remember me arched up against that sofa?". His face completely flushed red and I laughed. I got him away from the crowd and his gf who was occupied entertaining guests and was determined to see if he could resist me.

I whispered an earful of dirty talk down his ears telling him all the ways I could get down on my knees and please him again. He was breathing heavily and so I took my chance to take him to the guest bedroom. He didn't resist at all.

As soon as we got to the bedroom, he pinned me against the wall and started kissing my neck. Holding me by the waist saying how much he missed me. I asked him if this was why he invited me. He silenced me by pushing me down to my knees and taking his cock out. I licked the tip and he couldn't wait as he pushed my head to take every inch of his cock until I felt the tip of his cock down my throat. I choked hard and my eyes began to water as he kept using me as his little fucktoy.

He told me how much he missed my slutty mouth and that his gf wouldn't do this for him. I stayed on my knees and submitted to his control until he finally filled my mouth up with his load. I grab his cock and made sure to squeeze out every drop and swallowed it whole.

I got up proudly knowing that he wasn't guilty at all and escorted myself out. It was lovely getting to know his gf after I just had a mouthful of her bf's cum.

[truthfulpoint]

Who’s got the best pussy

My sister came round with one of our friends Jen, and we were all enjoying a few glasses of wine, and chatting when as usual my sister starts talking about my hubby’s cock. We all agreed that hubby’s big cock was the best we had seen or had, the fact that it 9.5 inches long, and 6.25 inches in girth was brilliant, but the bonus, his childhood trauma allows him to stay hard and last for hours.

We were having a good laugh and the wine was flowing when hubby came back in, and straight away she put hubby on the spot and said, "Who's got the nicest tits, out of us, you have seen them all many a time ?" Hubby looking a bit embarrassed said, "Oh my." then looking at us all he said, “ well it’s hard to say, as they are all lovely in different ways,” we all chuckled like school girls, so I told hubby to be honest.

My sister straight away lifted her shirt over her head, and with no bra on, showed hubby her absolutely beautiful c-cup breasts dangling before his eyes. "Not fair!" Jen said, as she unbuttoned her blouse, hubby I looked straight at me and I was removing my own shirt, my tits are slightly bigger than my sisters, but Jen has the biggest tits. Hubby looked at all of us and said, "It's a tough call, but you want me to be honest, I personally think my wife takes this one." I smiled at my sister and Jen, sort of gloating.

My sister winked at me as I explained to Jen, "He thinks your tits are beautiful, Jen then turned to me and smiled. "Let's get down to business," she said, taking a drink from her wine glass, and said to hubby "Are you ready?" so I said, " ready for what?" and Jen replied, "Can he now determine for us, who has the sweetest pussy." I tried to maintain as much of my cool as I could, but it was hard, as my pussy was already dripping. And I could see hubby’s erection was pushing against his pants, and it was growing by the second.

My sister then joined in saying, “yeah you can tell us if they taste different, and who tastes the best.” The next thing I know, my sister put hubby sitting in an easy chair with a blindfold on, then said to hubby "Here comes pussy number one." And Jen climbed up onto the chair, putting a leg on either side of hubby’s head. Hubby leaned his head forward, and his tongue instantly found her slit. My own pussy was throbbing and dripping so much, that I had to give it a rub, as Jen gasped as hubby’s tongue traced the length of her pussy, finding her clit, and gently circled his lips around it.

After about 10 minutes I then said "Okay. That's enough." and told Jen to get down before I said to hubby, "Got that one in your head, here comes another,” and I climbed up on the chair, and pushed my pussy into hubby’s face. As I climbed up, I could see hubby’s erection was straining against his trousers, and I thought I was going to explode, hubby reached out to gently lick my swollen lips, and hubby slowly lick my pussy from top, to bottom then back up to my clit. And I couldn’t hold back anymore, as I orgasmed squirting my juices in hubby’s face. I knew he would know it was me, as he eats my pussy several times a day, and he definitely knows my nectar juices.

I got about 15 minutes of being ate, I then got down saying "Good enough, for now,” and my sister got up and was now sliding her thighs to either side of hubby’s head. Hubby started to lick her slowly before, he darted his tongue into her slit, and my sister said, "Ahhh! "Easy there, Tiger." and I said, “ don’t cheat, you’re supposed to keep quite. It's a blind taste test, remember?" At that moment, hubby found my sisters clit with his tongue, and gently wrapped his lips around it, sliding his tongue downward, tickling the entrance of her pussy and gently rubbing the underside of her clit.

Hubby then pushed his head upwards into her, and realised she was spreading her thighs for him, I thought it’s time to stop this she’s cheating again, but before I could hubby buried his tongue deep within her, pushing his nose gently against her clit, and she grabbed hold of my hubby’s head. Screaming "Oh Jesus, Please don’t make him stop. Oh God. Right there." Hubby was working his tongue in and out of her pussy, passing it slowly and gently over her clit on every third stroke or so.

I was so wet and horny now, I forgot about the game, and I pulled hubby’s trousers off, releasing his big cock, and I took his cock deep into my mouth. Hubby continued licking my sister, and had managed to work one of hands hands up to her pussy, and started to use his index finger to massage the skin between her pussy and her ass hole while I continued to work my tongue around his cock. My sister was beginning to moan now, and pushing her pussy into hubby’s face with each trust of his tongue, the minx was face fucking hubby’s tongue.

I slowly eased my lips around my hubby’s already erect cock, and bobbing up and down on his lovely big cock. I looked upwards to see hubby slowly slip the tip of his index finger into my sisters ass crack. My sister screamed in pleasure, and as her pussy began to contract against hubby’s mouth, I knew my sister was getting close to orgasm, she sucked in quick bursts of air, and pushing her pussy hard against hubby’s face, and she moaned loudly, she orgasmed and it lasted for a minute, or two, and the whole time, she shook and rocked and moaned.

She cried out, "Ah fuck me. Oh my god, Ah shit. Ah shit." and then, it was over and she said, "Jesus, that was incredible." as she got off hubby’s face, and sat on the sofa. Hubby slipped his blindfold from his eyes, to see me, working on his cock, I was so horny and wet, because Jen was licking my pussy as I sucked hubby’s cock. It was too much, for me and I orgasmed flooding Jen’s mouth with my juices, I was moaning into my hubby’s cock, and I grabbed it with one hand and began to work the head with my tongue, I was in total heaven.

I released my grip on hubby’s cock and offered it to Jen, who got up and took hubby’s cock into her mouth, and sucked him vigorously.

After about 10 minutes my sister, pulled Jen off hubby’s cock, and pushed her onto her back diving between her legs. Frivolously fingering and sucking her pussy until Jen had an almighty orgasm. I pushed my hubby back into the chair, and climbed on him sliding my sopping pussy onto his big cock. I rode him up and down for about 15 minutes before he began to shake and shot my pussy full of cum, I winked at Jen and my sister and said, “ who’s got the best pussy, mines full of cum.”

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Impregnated 18 year old mixed girl in backseat of my truck

I met this cute mixed 18 yo girl on a dating app one night after messaging her bluntly asking if she was down to hook up (one of many girls I messaged that night of course).

She responded and at first said no... so I moved on to the rest lol

But maybe an hour later, she replied and said "I do love your green eyes though 😍"

BOOM... I had her but still had to reel her in from there.

I said thanks and then asked if that meant she changed her mind and now wants to hook up..? She said "Maybe..." - so then I asked if I could see more pics of her. She sent a couple cute regular pictures. So of course I asked if she could send something sexier. She shut me down and said she doesn't send nudes lol so I was like damn!

Regardless, she was this cute thick curvy light-skinned mixed girl with glasses - kind of nerdy, but you could tell she probably had a banging body under those clothes. So I said "okay fuck it - well we should still meet up tonight and hook up" and I asked if she was down. She said she lives with her parents in an apartment and didn't drive... and that she wouldn't be able to be gone for long anyway since she had school the next morning, so probably not.

So then I recommended a genius idea - I said "well why don't I come to your apartment complex and park in the cut where there isn't anybody, you come out, and we fuck in my backseat.

I really wasn't expecting her to go for that at alllll lol ....but then she almost immediately replied and said "Sure." I was definitely surprised but quickly asked for her address. She sent it to me, and I was on my way. I got there like 20 mins later and messaged her "I'm here, black truck." I'm sitting there looking around feeling anxious af... and then I see this cute thick curvy light-skinned girl wearing pajamas walking over to my truck. She gets in the passenger side - and I said "well you look like your pics at least" and then asked if this was a good spot. She said yes.

She was so shy and nervous, so I said "okay best way to break the ice is to give me a kiss." She laughed a little then leaned over to me and we started making out. I said let's move to the backseat, and she crawled back first, then I did. I pulled her in and started kissing her again and told her to take her pants off. She did. I then pulled mine down, showing my rock hard dick at this point. Without asking, she went down and started sucking it. I quickly pulled her up though because my dick just CRAVES pussy.

I had her climb on top of me and she asked if I wanted to wear a condom - I said no and I don't have one anyway lol ...and I asked if she was on birth control (as she's sitting pantsless in my lap with my bare dick already pressed against her extremely wet pussy). She said no - but then said she tracks her cycles though. I said cool, so you're okay with me nutting in you? She said "yeah idc." Nice.

So I pulled her in for a kiss again so she could lean forward as I positioned my dick perfectly in her lush soaking wet pussy. She instantly let out a little scream and her mouth was wide open. I could tell she hadn't felt anything like my dick before... I could tell she wasn't very experienced. So she rode me back and forth, pussy dripping down to my balls... I pulled her shirt up (no bra) and started sucking on her PERFECT tits... they were legitimately FUCKING PERFECT. She soon orgasms and tensed up like a statue - and I immediately busted deep inside her fertile womb.

We both gathered our breath while I was still inside her - then she lifted up and sat to the side of me with my cum dripping out of her... I gave her a towel I had brought (always gotta be prepared lol) and as she's cleaning my cum from her legs and pussy, she said "holy fuck that felt so good...what just happened?" I said what do you mean? And she said she had never had someone cum in her but said it was the best thing she'd ever felt. I said we can do it again tomorrow lol

...and then we did do it again - but not the next day. It was about a week later. Same spot. Same unprotected sex. Same risk of pregnancy - even though she tracked her cycle.

A few weeks later, of course she sends me a picture through snapchat of a positive pregnancy test and said she was pregnant. I had deja vu because of course this same thing happened with another girl just a month or two prior (see my post about the Craigslist hookup). Once again, I was nervous but turned on like a motherfucker and just knew I needed more.... I knew she wouldn't be the last.

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I GAVE A STRANGER A SHOW AT THE MALL

I wanted to share this again because it’s one of my favorite memories:

I consider myself a professional and "normal" woman.

However at the mall today something just came over me. The JC Penny has an unmonitored changing area which is where I ended up. A wife dragged her husband ahead of me with an enormous pile of clothes. I had just a few pieces. His face was one of utter defeat - he had at least 30 minutes of sitting ahead of him.

His wife took the big handicap changing room so I went into the one next to it. This happened to be across from where he sat down.

Tried the first outfit on, a skirt and my top. Then I went out of my stall to the 180 mirrors and took a look. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed him discreetly staring.

He was a relatively average looking guy, overweight and balding but not ugly by any means. I watched his eyes drift up my legs and that's when I got turned on.

I walked back to the stall, reached for the curtain...and half closed it. I could see him in the side mirror, but it wasn't obvious to him I could see him. He had a straight view into my stall.

His wife came out and he made some half hearted comment about her outfit. She went back in.

I don't know what came over me. I bent over to take my shoes off and felt the skirt raise all the way up until I knew half my ass was facing him.

I glanced at the mirror and saw him sit up straighter, jaw open.

Shoes off I stood back up and pulled my top off. I don't generally wear bras, so I stood there topless, my bare back to him. I made a big show of looking at my boobs in the mirror.

Fuck it.

I turned my whole body and kept looking over my shoulder like I was admiring my ass...while my boobs swung around towards him.

For the first time in years, outside of my doctor, another man was seeing my breasts. My heart was pounding. I needed to stop. But I couldn't.

I turned back and without thinking, dropped the skirt to my feet. I stood there in just a thong. Then I hooked my fingers in my thong: dropping it around my feet. I stretched and bent down again, my legs wide.

I came upright and looked in the mirror. We locked eyes. He gave me a silly thumbs up. I turned around to face him directly and shook my chest at him playfully. Then I closed the curtain and got dressed.

I felt high. Adrenaline raced through me.

I quickly walked out without looking at him and his wife and ran to my car. I took a moment to compose myself before driving home. It wasn't something I felt my husband needed to know...but I need that thrill again.