July 3rd, continued My brief surprise at the feeling of strong, capable hands taking control of my body quickly shifted to reinvigorated lust as I felt a heavy, warm, and very hard cock drop onto my belly with a slap. At that moment, Vinda giggled and said, "I saw you looking at him. Did you think I'd let you leave without having him?" I took this heavy, veiny cock in my hands, tracing up with my eyes to the edges of a ma...

July 3rd I have just begun to be able to piece together and process the pure ecstasy I experienced with Vinda at her club last night. I want so badly to share it with someone, with Ryan especially, but it stays here for now. I don't even know where to begin sorting out my feelings about it, honestly. My conscience tells me I should feel the weight of a metric ton of guilt, and though I can't ignore it, I still can't help...

June 22nd I am starving for a night out! I have been such a slave to the grind for ages, and as exhausted as that has made me, my soul is screaming for five minutes of fun! Ryan's work has really taken its toll and he's never been more inaccessible; he's too exhausted to even muster up a smile half the time, never mind becoming meaningfully invested in an evening together. Even less likely to occur, is the night of deep,...

Sara slid off the table, a bit weak with pleasure. Jason helped her into her robe. He was still nude below the waist and made no effort to get dressed. She saw that his cock was slowly losing its stiffness. He told her that her bath was already drawn and ready for her. “Feel free to take a moment to gather yourself. It is just right out the door, through the second door, on the right. You know where the pool lounge area i...

Sara undressed, leaving her belongings in the spacious locker and walked to the treatment room. The room was tiled, there were all sorts of shower hoses and a long “massage-like” table covered in a light sheet with a headrest at one end. She saw numerous shaped pillows and wedges stacked in a corner. Next to the massage table was a side table with salts, oils, lotions and a warmer. The door opened and Jason walked in, he...

As I mentioned before, Misty has an insatiable sex drive. Her high libido was inhibited by her husband Rick’s submissive nature in bed and his lack of sexual adventure. His idea of having fun in bed was having Misty lay on her side while he lay on his and hump until he came. This was his primary go-to method. Luckily for Misty, he was good with his tongue. If his tongue couldn’t bring her to orgasm, her erotic imagination...

Still only eighteen, the twins had stayed close to our parents. I finally moved out and Tricia and I were renting a studio apartment together. It was a pleasant evening when I took the train back home to our parent's house in the countryside. Mother had sounded excited on the phone when she invited me down but had not given anything away and I was naturally curious as to the reason. "Darling, so good to see you." I hugged...

The Chuffing The huffing and puffing, the rutting, and, oh, the continual chuffing. His enormous, fat, wide, long, drooling cock sliding into me - pounding into me - marking me as his, my womb wide open to his wild, animal-like ministrations. The chuffing. I say this as I am coming awake, or something, into a more conscious state from the perpetual, aching, swooning orgasm he has been giving me for the past thirty minutes...

A blowjob from your girlfriend on a secluded beach was as swell as the dick itself being sucked. Ah, the simple joys of life before I royally screwed everything up. My dad always cautioned me on the inappropriateness of staring. I wish he’d been more specific on its potential as a relationship killer – Especially a relationship hanging from a malnourished fingertip. Over the movie of two topless, big-titty, white milfs sk...