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getsuswet: dont forget my clit and i will be sure to include…

Wednesday, June 5th, 2019

dont forget my clit and i will be sure to include your nuts

~~~Cindy~~~

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    I have had the pleasure of fucking my wife like this while…

    Tuesday, June 4th, 2019

    I have had the pleasure of fucking my wife like this while another woman licked my balls and her clit. One of the most incredible memories from our swinging days was when I was fucking my wife and another woman was next to me, one arm around my waist pushing me into her and the other on my wife’s ass. She was whispering in my ear “fuck that gorgeous pussy, fuck her, fuck that pussy.” I didn’t last long 🙂

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      This is a great story! Creative and wordy

      Friday, May 24th, 2019

      This is a great story! Creative and wordy:

      “Sorry?” she said.

      The Claytons had a big cabin located deep in the woods. It was hard to find, but once you did, you didn’t want to leave. 

      “You?” she asked.

      The guest list changed every November. The Claytons liked to collect friends and match them based on interests. One year they invited only conservatives, another it was parents, over 60, under 30, artists, military — they often challenged themselves at the beginning of the year with a category and force themselves to meet and befriend 12 people in the next 11 months that fit the description.

      ***

      He moved up, sucking her clit and letting two fingers slide into her. She grinded her pussy against his mouth, rubbing her clit up and back as he licked. She was so wet, he felt her dripping down his palm and wrist. He fucked her harder, trying to make her cum.

      “Dessert,” he said, smiling, licking down her stomach, pulling her panties down as he made his way to the edge of the table.

      Thanksgiving lunch was a big affair. The Claytons’ table was huge — it seated 14 — and it was full of food that was passed around, buffet style. Jason wasn’t sure he had ever seen a bigger turkey. It was the centerpiece of the table, and took up a good section of it. 

      Jason laughed. “I think you were staring at me.”

      “Of getting caught!”

      “Really?”

      Jason was 27 and unsure about his future. He never loved business journalism. He thought the beat was mainly boring stories about boring people. He wanted to write about something more interesting. He wanted adventure. Maybe he’d go back to college. Maybe he’d move to a new city. He didn’t know. He just knew that if he didn’t approach this latest setback as a new challenge, it would depress the shit out of him.

      ***

      “Good,” he said.

      They had cleared out a small section on the kitchen table, and Jason had Hope’s black tank top pulled up to her chin. He squeezed her tits, which fit perfectly in his big hands. 

      “That was different,” she said, finally.

      “Cum?”

      “No,” she said, suddenly, grabbing his head and pulling him up. He reluctantly complied.

      Hope smiled. “Well, we broke up for a month our sophomore year, so there was one more guy. But that’s it. I am a good girl.”

      “Ha, not. Not at all. Actually, I was sneaking down here to do the same.”

      “Maybe,” Hope said, blushing.

      “Yes,” Jason said, making eye contact again and causing Hope to blush shyly. “Find someone you like, and fuck them. The thrill of almost getting caught is what makes it so hot.”

      “Kitchen in a mountain cabin with 12 people asleep upstairs?” Hope said, biting her lip.

      “It’s easy to be sneaky.”

      “Oh, uh, stomach. Tits. Either,” she said, suddenly remembering where she was. Cumming was always her favorite part, both hers and his. 

      Jason handed her a towel and she cleaned off. They sort of nervously laughed, unsure of what to say to one another.

      “You too,” Hope said, smiling. “Sweet dreams!”

      He was a hedge fund manager, and she was an art curator at a museum. The cabin was their getaway place, but it was bigger than some lodges.

      “No!” Hope said.

      Hope’s tongue tasted like pumpkin. It made Jason smile.

      “Well, yes. I am. Festive. Yes. But tired.” Jason smiled, putting his empty glass down. “It was nice meeting you.”

      She dug her heels into his ass and pulled him deep as his dick continued its urgent exploration. She bit his neck as she started to cum, letting out a quiet, “Oh fuck, oh fuck.” Jason pushed deep in her, filling her up, using one hand to support himself and the other to cover her mouth. The feel of his hand restraining her made it even better, and she felt a second wave hit her, harder than the first. Hope let out a quieted moanish scream.

      ***

      “Creepy?”

      Hope was a new friend. She was a 22-year-old intern at the museum. She was young, yes, but bright and charming, much older than her years suggested. She had a vaguely European accent and smoked expensive cigarettes. She always wore skirts and chic clothing. Her brown hair was long, but it was usually tastefully pinned back. Men were crazy about her, of course, but she was picky about whom she allowed to pursue her.

      Jason grabbed her hips and pinned her down, fucking her hard, his cock slipping almost all the way out before slamming back into her. His legs were flat on the ground. The table was the perfect height.

      “… and I haven’t talked to him since,” Hope said.

      Jason sat down on the couch beside Hope, handing her the glass of wine that she had asked for. They were both full from the big meal.

      Hope smiled, her mouth full of pie, she struggled to swallow the big bite. “Yes, sorry. I must look like a pig.”

      “Well you can join me if you want. I only bite pie.”

      She had no doubt Jason could be a patient lover, but that was not what tonight was about. They both wanted it hard and fast, the first rule of public sex.

      “Yes, it almost makes up for you staring at me all night.”

      “Yes,” Jason said.

      “You’ve never had sex in public? Really?”

      Jason pulled her down and Hope slipped to her knees, pushing her tits together for a better target. It was the first time she had see his cock. It was shiny in the dim kitchen light. The head was red and large, and Jason’s hand jerked at it roughly.

      “Well,” Hope said, twirling her finger around the edge. “Does it have to be, like, in a store? Can’t it be anywhere that someone might catch you?”

      Their generosity of square footage was matched by their generosity of friendship. Every Thanksgiving, they invited a dozen friends to stay with them for the weekend. They bought the food, and the guests helped with the cooking. There was plenty of wine and space for everyone.

      “Yeah? What are you.”

      He moved to his knees, pulling her ass so it partially hung off, eliciting a whimper from Hope. He pulled her legs over his shoulder and buried his face between her legs, letting his tongue slide deep into her pussy. It was wet and hot and he lapped at it, enjoying her scent and taste. He felt her hands in his hair and he looked up, seeing her arch her back and pull on her own nipples.

      “Good different?” he asked.

      Hope settled back, in bliss, barely noticing Jason continued to pump in her. It felt great, but she was spent and on another planet. “Where do you want me to cum?” he asked.

      “Three years. I lost my virginity to him,” Hope said, laughing. “Sorry. Wine.”

      “I am many things, but I am not creepy.”

      ***

      “Of what?”

      “Good. Good to know. I will keep my fingers over here, though, just in case.

      “Maybe to you.”

      “I was,” Hope said, smiling. “I kept wondering why the creepy guy was looking at me.”

      “That’s not that bad.”

      “Festive?”

      “Have you seen yourself?” he asked. “I just had sex with you. There’s no way for it to be bad.”

      Through the silence and muffled moans, she could hear the squish of her cunt as he fucked her. The sound was almost as exquisite as the feel.

      For my friends who do not live in America, Thanksgiving is a holiday we will be having in three days, in which we eat lots of food and forget we stole our land from Indians. Enjoy and feel free to reblog if you want.

      ***

      Jason thought about that. “I can appreciate that. But I am not that good of a boy.”

      “Wow,” Hope said, smiling. “You ARE a bad boy.”

      Jason and Hope both arrived late Wednesday, and other than a cocktail before bed, they did not have a chance to talk to each other. Hope thought Jason was cute, in that hipster-college-professor way. Jason thought Hope was a vision in a tight skirt.

      *** 

      This year it was single people. That used to be an easy category to fill, but it had become harder as the years passed. More and more friends moved on to relationships. They city was full of single people, but the Claytons did not know them.

      Hope sat across from him, just close enough for them to make the occasional flirty glances. They tried to speak, but it was hard to overcome the noise and distance. Hope caught Jason looking at her, and she smiled, blushing. “What?” she mouthed. Jason shrugged his shoulders and looked away. Later, as Jason was listening to the woman beside him talk about her cats, he glanced Hope’s way. She looked up at the same time and smiled again. “What?” she mouthed again. Jason just smiled back.

      “But you said you were going to bed,” Hope said.

      “Wow,” Jason said, pulling out the cranberries and potatoes from the fridge. They had already finished a pie and part of the turkey. “What an asshole. How long were you two together?”

      “Why?”

      “Well, the trick is baby steps. You know, you don’t got to the mall and pick a dressing room. Start somewhere easier. You know, spontaneously. No thoughts. Just act.”

      “Next time?” he asked smiling. She smiled back.

      “No,” Hope said. “I mean, the idea is, you know, hot. But I’d be too afraid.”

      She heard him grunt and felt the cum hit her tits. She moaned as he unloaded on her, jerking his cock and letting it stream. She looked down and saw the faint orange of the leftover sweet potatoes mixing with his white cum.

      “Good?” he asked.

      “OK, let’s see. Uh, I have never … had sex in public.”

      “No,” Jason said, setting the food down on the kitchen table. “It’s cool. Wow. So, you are 22, dated him three years. Broke up two months ago. So … is he the only one you’ve been with?”

      “Oh, hi, uh, sorry, I didn’t think anyone else was up,” Jason said.

      “Maybe.”

      Her bluntness excited him. He pulled his tshirt off his head and she fumbled with his pajamas. Finally he pulled them down with a tug and leaned down to bite her neck. She felt his teeth in her flesh, then the buck of his hips and, suddenly, he was inside of her. All the way. The sensation was incredible, and she bit her lip to stop from screaming.

      “I don’t want to cum that way,” she said. “This is my first time in public. I want to be fucked.”

      “Uh, charming. Charismatic. Festive.”

      “Just act, eh?” Hope said, taking a sip.

      “Yes. Yes, that’s a good example.”

      Hope smiled, sticking her finger into the sweet potatoes and smearing some on her nipples. “Still hungry?” she said. Jason smiled.

      “Maybe. But I can pretty loud.”

      “Great. Yes. Great different.”

      Jason noticed her immediately. He was a former business journalist who had met the Claytons through his previous life. He had recently been let go from his publication, thanks to the dying media industry, but his misfortune took away his conflict of interest and allowed him to accept the Claytons’ invitation. At least one good thing came out of this, he thought, as he stared at Hope from across the room.

      She blushed. “I liked public sex,” she said. “But next time let’s try the bed. The table is sort of hard.”

      “Sure. I am here, right?”

      Jason smiled back, taking another sip. “Yes. Sure. Public is anywhere out in the open. A park. A car. A …”

      He reached out with his tongue, letting just the tip swirl over the sweet potato-covered nipple. Hearing her moan, he moved his mouth over, sucking it hard and swallowing. He cupped her breast, pulling it up to his lips. When she was clean, he moved to the other.

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      Jason took a drink.

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        naughtynicegirl69: I love this picture…a little pain…then…

        Friday, May 10th, 2019

        I love this picture…a little pain…then pleasure…then a whole lot of bewilderment…that was me when I first started letting the cock ass fuck me…I was amazed at how many sensations I felt…the scope of it all…the complexity…there was that holding the hand up saying…no no no…then letting it back down to the bed as I was finding myself saying yes yes yes…but not out loud…I’ve learned that in the beginning…slow cock fuck…nice and gentle is what I like but then you can so ass fuck my tight hole hard…I will work my clit or not…just depends on what kind of mood I am in…I either clinch my pussy tightly and cum as u fuck me hard…or I try to relax…working my clit…this is for u so that I don’t squeeze my ass any tighter than it already is…relaxed me…means u can last a little longer…but beware because as I orgasm…my ass gets tighter than it all ready is…as I squeeze all my holes…biting my lips…trying not to scream…its almost more than I can handle…but feels so fucking delicious…;0

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        i love the moment of penetration.

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          sg564 submitted: Geri rubs clit

          Tuesday, May 7th, 2019

          sg564 submitted: Geri rubs clit

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            desnudami: I want to do this so bad.  I, LOVE to feel a clit on…

            Monday, April 15th, 2019

            I want to do this so bad.  I, LOVE to feel a clit on my tongue.

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              niceandquite: http://blogblocked.tumblr.com/ Ass to clit. Love…

              Tuesday, March 19th, 2019

              niceandquite:

              Ass to clit. Love it.

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                inalloftheways: My cock was straining at my pants as you…

                Sunday, February 17th, 2019

                “I know, but… now that Im h—” 

                “Your punishment, my love, is to go to that nice lady behind the counter and tell her every fucking detail of this. Tell her how you took me in an alley to suck my cock, but you were thinking about her and her hips wrapped around your face. Tell her how I found out and tell her how you begged me with your tongue for mercy.”

                Your eyes rolled back and you groaned into me as you worked my cock more and your hands dropped to your flushed and drenched clit. I pushed you away and tucked my cock back into my jeans. I pulled you up, freeing your hands and knees from their bonds, and smoothed out your hair and clothes.

                I planted a deep kiss on your lips and tasted my salty precum off your tongue. “Then, my love, you will slide her our room key and walk away.”

                I left you there to collect yourself and strolled out of the alley into the busy daylight.

                Now you had something to be scared of.

                “Isn’t my cock enough?” Another sharp tug shakes loose a cry from your throat. ”Isn’t it?”

                You look up through soaked eyes “It is.”

                “It is what?”

                “It is enough.”

                I stare at you intently and release you. I guide the head of my cock to your lips. “Then take it.”  I say, gently.

                You slide the head of my cock across your lips tongue, sobbing, overjoyed. Between bobs and strokes, you tilt your face towards me, smiling content with your prize.

                “You might wipe that smile off your face, love. You don’t think that a little tug of your hair is enough to make amends for this, do you? Especially since you have what you want most right now.”

                You shake your head with me buried all the way in your throat. You plead with me using your eyes and fingers and tongue and I moan (you are very good at what you do) but I’m not cracking.

                inalloftheways:

                “Oh? You thought I didn’t notice?” Obviously nothing was coming to mind.

                “Back at the hotel. The girl behind the counter. I could practically smell you staring at her.”

                I interrupted you with a sharp tug at the back of your hair. You winced and tried to shake away from my grip, but I wasn’t let go until you looked up at me with tearing eyes. Your eyes glinted fire at me as I leaned my face down to yours.

                “I caught you, love.”

                I could see that you were searching for your sin. Your eyes became wide, lost between pain and panic. My fingers gripped tighter. A small gasp escaped your lips and reverberated off the walls around us.

                I saw the moment flash in your eyes; shame flushed through your cheeks, but it was more than that: the shame shot straight through you and was now beading up the lips of your pussy.

                Guilty… and aching for it.

                I leaned in further, right to your ears and growled. “You’ve been clawing at me all morning, you fucking whore. You want my cock because that will satisfy you enough… but I know you wish you were tasting her off of me. You weren’t going to share that fantasy, love?”

                The sharp sting of my cinch gave way to a dull ache. You were torn between repent or rejoice: if you confess, how will you be punished?  Maybe you’ll get fucked and choked so hard you can’t breathe. Maybe you’ll be left in this alley, hands bound, alone and soaked to your thighs, whimpering. Maybe a slut like you would love that.

                But maybe you won’t get anything at all.

                My cock was straining at my pants as you started tugging tentatively at my belt. 

                “I’m scared, love.”

                I barely contained my smile; the fear in your eyes was only making me harder.  ”This was your idea.” I said, helping you with the latch. You slid your hands into my underwear and found me, thickening and leaky with precum. You pulled me out and started to stroke me. 

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                  Ralph submitted: BBC stretching out her tight cunt and engorging…

                  Monday, February 4th, 2019

                  Ralph submitted: BBC stretching out her tight cunt and engorging her clit

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                    Tickling her clit with that finger buzzer

                    Sunday, January 20th, 2019

                    Tickling her clit with that finger buzzer

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