I fantisize to be anal fisted by strangers. Being at work and then some stranger walks up behind me. Shoves me into the bathroom, bends me over and starts pulling my pants down. I hold my ass cheeks open while fingers slowly slide in and out of me. There's no lube, just spit, if they deem necessary. Feeling forceful thrust pushing deeper into my dry ass. I want to feel his fingers spread open inside of me and reach further and further until I feel that "pop" of his knuckles getting past my throbbing hole. Punch my insides until I piss myself and leave without ever saying a word. Without ever seeing his face. 

one great one fingering through her panties

My wife spreading her fat cunt lips to vibe her cunt while I finger her g spot. Stopped the video because I thought she was done but she came 3 or 4 more times.

My pussy aching and open, soaking wet anticipating his fingers.  What are you sticking in me first?  

Getting my pussy finger fucked by my bf.  

Die Schwestern wohnten in einem alten Herrenhaus, das von hohen, verwilderten Hecken umgeben war. Sie teilten mehr als nur Blut; sie teilten eine Obsession, eine dunkle Liturgie, die sie in den stillen Stunden der Nacht vollzogen. Elara, die Ältere, war die Hand, die führte. Livia, die Jüngere, war das Herz, das in ekstatischer Erwartung brannte.

In der ehemaligen Küche, wo nun ein massiver Edelstahlspieß von zwei Metern Länge und fünf Zentimetern Durchmesser auf einem Gestell ruhte, wartete ihr Gast. Sein Name war unwichtig. Er war gebunden, aber nicht gegen seinen Willen. Das war das erste, heilige Gesetz ihres Fetischs: die Einwilligung, die in der äußersten Erregung gegeben wurde.

„Du verstehst die Regeln, Schatz?“ Elaras Stimme war ein sanftes, kühles Rauschen. Sie stand neben ihm, eine Hand auf seiner Brust. „Dein Körper wird sprechen. Er wird uns sagen, wann er bereit ist, zu gehen.“

Der Mann nickte, sein Atem ging schon schneller. Die kalte, stumpfe Spitze des Spießes ruhte bereits im Eingang seines Körpers, ein Vorgeschmack auf das, was kommen würde. Es war kein Akt der rohen Gewalt, sondern eine makabre, langsame Zeremonie.

Livia, bereits nackt, lehnte an einem schweren Eichentisch, ihre Augen waren zwei dunkle, glänzende Vertiefungen, die auf die Szene fixiert waren. Ihre Finger begannen ihren eigenen, stillen Tanz zwischen ihren Beinen, ein langsames, wissendes Reiben, das mit der wachsenden Spannung im Raum pulsierte.

Elara begann ihre Arbeit. Ihre Hände und ihr Mund waren Werkzeuge einer unheiligen Kunst. Sie brachte ihn an den Rand, zog ihn zurück, flüsterte ihm Versprechen und Drohungen ins Ohr. „Du wirst es wollen. Du wirst danach schreien. Und in dem Moment, in dem du alles von dir gibst, gebe ich dir alles von mir.“

Livia stöhnte leise, ihr Kopf fiel zurück. Ihre Bewegungen wurden heftiger, ihre Hüften schoben sich gegen ihre eigene Hand. Sie sah zu, wie Elara den Mann meisterhaft durch jede Stufe der Lust führte. Es war ein Ballett der Grausamkeit, und jeder zuckende Muskel des Mannes war ein Schritt in der Choreografie.

„Bitte nicht…“ keuchte der Mann, seine Stimme überschlug sich. Schweiß glänzte auf seiner Stirn. „Ich kann nicht…“

„Doch,“ zischte Elara, ihr Mund war wieder an ihm. „Du wirst. Für uns. Dein Ja wird dein Abschied sein.“

Livia fing an zu zittern. Ein hohes, dünnes Wimmern entwich ihren Lippen. Sie war nah, so nah. Ihr Blick war auf den Punkt gerichtet, wo Metall auf Fleisch traf.

Der Mann brach. Ein langes, zitterndes Stöhnen, dann die krampfhafte, pulsierende Ekstase der Erlösung. In diesem Moment, als sein Körper sich im letzten, gewaltsamen Akt des Lebens entleerte, trafen sich die Augen der Schwestern.

„Jetzt,“ flüsterte Livia, ihr Gesicht eine Maske reiner, schaudernder Begierde.

Elaras Augen blitzten. Mit einer sanften, aber unaufhaltsamen Entschlossenheit, die nichts mit Wut, sondern mit vollendeter Hingabe zu tun hatte, schob sie den Spieß vorwärts. Das Metall glitt mit einem widerlichen, feuchten Geräusch durch ihn hindurch, ein langsamer, unerbittlicher Vormarsch. Der Mann schrie nicht. Ein letzter, glasiger Seufzer des Erstaunens, dann war Stille, nur unterbrochen vom leisen Knirschen von Gewebe und Knochen.

Livia explodierte. Ein schriller Schrei riss durch den Raum, als ihr eigener Orgasmus sie mit der Gewalt einer Springflut überrollte. Ihr Körper bog sich, jede Faser verkrampfte sich in einer Ekstase, die so gewaltig war, dass sie Tränen in ihre Augen trieb. Sie rutschte an dem Tisch herunter, zitternd und keuchend, ihr Blick haftete an dem surrealen Bild vor ihr: der aufgespießte Körper, ein groteskes Kunstwerk, und ihre Schwester, die ruhig und befleckt danebenstand.

Elara atmete tief durch, wischte sich mit dem Handrücken über die Stirn. Ein zufriedenes, fast müdes Lächeln spielte um ihre Lippen. Sie betrachtete ihre Schwester, die in einer Pfütze ihrer eigenen Lust zusammengesunken war.

„Schön, nicht wahr?“ sagte Elara leise. „Die reine, vollkommene Erlaubnis. Der letzte Wille, in Lust verwandelt.“

Livia konnte nur nicken, ihr Atum kam in stoßweisen Seufzern. Die Mischung aus Ekel, Triumph und abgrundtiefer Befriedigung war berauschend. Sie wusste, dass die Leere, die nun folgen würde, nur durch die nächste Zeremonie gefüllt werden konnte. Die nächste Einwilligung. Den nächsten, schrecklich intimen Moment, in dem ein Mann seinen eigenen Untergang herbeisehnte.

Sie stand auf, ihre Beine fühlten sich wie Gummi an. Gemeinsam, ohne ein weiteres Wort, begannen sie mit den Vorbereitungen für die Reinigung. Der Spieß würde glänzend poliert werden, bereit für den nächsten Gast. Für das nächste Ja, das in der Stille der alten Küche geflüstert werden würde.

Wife got pissed over the weekend and on Saturday night she got that wasted I I manged to fist her pussy and get four finger in her ass think the secret training getting her ready for dp is working

There is NO SCAT in this story - maybe dirty ass-licking but no actual shit!

Name’s Daisy. I’m a teenage hooker. A teenage dirtbag, literally.

See, the punters I choose are the filthy laborer types, young fit guys who hardly ever wash (‘specially when they know they’ll be seeing me soon).

I like ‘em fit-bodied, sweaty, stinking. Some of ‘em even dress special for me. They know what I like, what turns me on so they’ll wear underwear they use as cumrags, they’ll wear the jeans they use to piss into while they have a good wank or a squeeze-off into them. If they ever wash, they know not to wash for a few days before they plan on seeing me.

I live in a trailer. It’s a pretty small one, very old, and def not pretty to look at.

Inside I set the atmosphere for my guys. I never clean up, there’s empty been cans and liquor bottles, some empty and some half cunsumed littered about along with cig butts and the occasional used condom (some guys insist on using condoms - I can’t understand why?)

At one end of my cramped living space is a makeshift bar with plenty of liquor, shots, bowls of prepared weed and when I know who’s coming there’ll be lines of coke prepared and ready for the party.

My day never starts til midday when I wake up. I take a look around the place to see if I can remember what went on the previous night. Sometimes there’ll be one or two punters laying about the place ----- off the booze and coke-fuelled night they just had. Naked, of course, and usually streaked with the bodily fluids they’ve picked up from the orgy of the night. Sometimes I’ll get down with the guy and start licking his cock to wake him/they up. If I’ on my own I’ll feel between my legs and scoop some filth out of my cunt. I love to smell the fingers of that hand while I frig myself off with the other. Sometimes I’ll roll over and scoot down the filthy black sheet on the bed (never washed, of course) til I find the stuff that’s leaked out of me overnight. I love to cum with fingers thrumming in my cunt while I wipe my face in the pool of jizz that’s leaked out during the night, sniffing and then finally licking at it, wiping my face in it til I have a beautiful cum.

Sometimes I’ll find a skidmark of cockcheese where it’s been wiped off on its way to find my cunt or my mouth. I ‘specially love to find those glistening, slimy threads and if I do, I’ll save them for my final cum.

“Cockcheese or smegma is the slut’s caviar,” I was told a long time ago by someone very close to me. She was a hooker too and she knew what she was talking about when it came to anything to do with pleasing punters and earning a good buck or two.

“If a guy’s giving you his cheese then that’s a privilege, he might have saved that up ‘specially for you so appreciate that and let him know you appreciate it. You lick it nice and slow, see? Don’t rush and tilt your head on one side, look up at him while you swirl your tongue around the tip, under the head where the rich stuff is. Let him see your tongue and lips coated with his gift.

“And, girl, NEVER waste it by swallowing. One you have the full taste in your mouth you can either let it drool out of your mouth over your tits and belly. Some guys like you to skin the foreskin right back and drool it back right where it came from, then close the foreskin back, ready for him to fuck you. Or if you’ve got another sluts company that night he may slide his way over to her and watch while she suckles it off of him.

“So DON’T WASTE IT! Some guys like an explosive spitting of it right over their cock and balls.

“And there are those ‘specially filthy guys that like you to kiss them with their own crud. They’re the best, those guys and you’ll get the best tips and returns from them.

“Some punters even like to watch you licking another guy’s smeg and they’ll grab you and lick the other guy’s smeg off of your face and out of your mouth, they won’t waste it either, they’ll spit it out over their bellies or their cocks.

“A lot of guys want to shit on you, on your cunt or in your mouth. I’ve never been one to like shit. Not saying it wasn’t good at the time but you can’t get the smell off of you afterwards and likely you wont get no work the next day, so watch out for that one.”

Yes, I have a lot to thank mom for, she taught me well.

Want more? Just ask

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My daughter came home to spend my birthday with me. WE planned to have steaks for dinner as long as I cooked them. lol. She went to the store to buy them and while she was there, she bumped into an old friend of hers, and invited her to join us so they could talk.

It was mid afternoon and we started drinking while sitting around a fire in the back yard. Her friend Mary gave me a hug and wished me happy birthday. And my daughter suggested we smoke some weed before dinner.

We went in the house and started watching movies later in the night. My daughter said she had to leave early so she went to bed. Mary stayed and finished watching the movie with me. And continued drinking and smoking with me.After the movie was over she was pretty wasted and I suggested she spend the night, and helped her to the spare bedroom.

My daughter was up first and was in the shower when I got up. She ask why Marys car was still in the driveway and I explained that she got fucked up and was recovering in the spare room. We had breakfast and she headed home.

A few hours later Mary came out of the bedroom covered in vomit. I suggested she took a shower and that I'd wash her clothes. I gave her a t-shirt of mine to put on and she went to lay on the couch. When I came back she was pasted out again. I sat down next to her and started rubbing her leg. She wasn't moving and I lifted the shirt enough to see her pussy. I continued rubbing her legs and she rolled over on her back. My hand went up her thigh and I started rubbing her pussy.

She woke up and said it felt good so I continued fingering her pussy. I soon had my hand up her shirt squeezing her tits. She ask where my daughter was and I told her she went home. She let me continue to touch her and I soon started licking her pussy.

After she cum I stood up and took my pants off, she took the shirt off and I fucked her! Her pussy felt amazing and I pulled out and cum all over her tits!

She spent most of the day with me and we fucked several more times. She ask me not to let my daughter know about it. and I agreed to keep it our secret.

Since then we talked and text each other daily and I've fucked her several times! Best birthday ever!!

Kittikat's 7th Photo Session: 3 Day Roadtrip
Part 1 of 3

Preface:

During many previous modeling sessions with Kittikat, there were times to chat about topics and sometimes to fool around. On a few times she remarked that she hardly EVER could have an orgasm. That it would take way too long to "get her off". As normal modeling sessions were only timed for "photo shooting", I did not have time to commit to actual full personal pleasure. At least this 3 day session held a hope to have some free time to test her words!
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THREE DAY ROADTRIP

The drive down was long but a real pleasure. I almost thought that I would be driving alone but she showed up at the meeting place just 5 minutes late. She was all in a panic with thoughts that I had left already. A good sign that she was willing to enjoy the weekend together. She was dropped off by a car load of friends and they left right away.

As it was, Kittikat had planned to fly out to Ohio on business and wanted to schedule a flight out of a major city. Living in the Northeast, connecting flights made the costs higher. So when I asked if she wanted to do a weekend photo session near a major city, she was happy to arrange it. Our plan was to have me drive her south Friday night, shoot photos on Saturday, and then drive her to the local airport Sunday morning.

I myself had other business going south, but could manage to do both. Being late in March, the roads were clear of problems and traffic. For me to have a beautiful companion for a long trip was heaven. Our previous photo session was almost a year ago, so we had all the time to catch up.

Hours later and many rest stops made, we reached the hotel just after midnight. We unloaded our gear and placed our refreshments in the mini refrigerator. Wanted to unwind and also set the pace for events, I started the water in the 2 person tub. Back in the bedroom, I pulled out the paperwork and tape measure, saying "time for updating your measurements". I told her to strip to her underwear. Taking the measurements, I wrote them down and filed it away. Kittikat then finished undressing and entered the bathroom. I then entered as she was getting ready to climb in. I told her that we could share the tub as it was big enough, so I removed my remaining clothes and sat next to her. As I reached out to touch her breast, she remarked that she just wants to soak and not start anything right then. Fine with me as I was also not up to full speed yet.

Exiting the tub, we went to the bed area where I started to show her some outfits. Talking and cracking open a few bottles, helped to get her turned on. She opened her case and modeled a long sheer night gown for me. After a short time, she said she wanted to get some snacks from the hotel lobby machine. I said "don't you want to change?" and she replied "I can just go like this!". So off she went and 5 minutes later, returned with a couple items. (She has balls!)

By that time it was almost 3am, we were both wide awake. So I told her to strip and we could do some photos for fun. As she was taking the night gown off, I asked if she brought a pair of panties to model and then give to me as a present? She said yes, pulled it from her bag a slipped them on. Wanting to get them wet, I pulled out a few items to add to the panties. While she was getting snacks, I had unpacked the leather items. I set them out on the bed and asked her to turn around. I hooked the leather collar around her neck and adjusted her hair into a ponytail. Then the leather cuffs on her wrists, and a leather belt with metal rings at her waist. Hooking the cuffs behind her back after standing her on the bed. She still had her fancy earrings on from modeling the night gown. To top off the look, I had her open her mouth, as I inserted a red ball gag and fastened it behind her head. Shooting a few photos, I posed her and moved her around.

After posing her and showing her which way to look, I ran my hand down her chest. Lightly touching her nipples and then down to her crotch. Firmly rubbing her mound, I worked a finger into her lips. She held the pose as I got them wet.

Pulling her panties down a bit on her butt, then in the front, and then all the way down. All the time keeping her nipples hard, tight pinch on one and then both. Removing the panty from about her feet, I helped her get into the knelling position. More photos and then I lowered her face down on the bed, facing the side for closeup shots. Rolling her onto her stomach, I spread her legs to get a straight on pussy ass shot.

Her lips were stuck together so I had the pleasure of wetting my finger and thumb to spread them. Rubbing her clit also in the process, and then tasting my fingers. With my finger good and wet, I slid it into her vagina and moved it around to open her inner lips. Again no protest. Moving to her chest area, I used my wet finger and thumb to roll her nipple a little. A low moan came from her throat.

I wanted to see how she liked the bondage action, so I went to remove the ball gag, but she was able to spit it out on her own. She had played along nicely. Unhooking the wrist cuffs, she brought her arms around and stretched. With her all smiles, I took a couple photos and then replaced the ball gag into her mouth. A few more photos and she spit it out again.

It was almost 4am and we needed some rest to function in the second part of that morning. Kittikat slipped into bed nude, and I spooned behind the same way. I held her in my arms and she fell into dreamland quickly. I on the other hand was beyond happiness and wide awake. For me, it was a point in time that I wanted to last FOREVER. Feeling her breathing, my dick warm in her crack, and her back in my chest. Every touching part was in Bliss. By 8am, I had to wash up and leave for an appointment. I had zero zzzz's but was functioning on pure adrenaline.

I returned to the room at 11:00am with food, to find her still in the same position. After packing up my equipment, I ended up returning to bed to hold her once more. Oh, Heaven once more.

At 11:15am, I had kittikat wake as we had to check out. She told me that she had not been able to rest like that in a long time. She dressed fast and we loaded up the car. We only had one night at that hotel and had planned a second night at a different one. Switching hotels had a few reasons, most of which was in not knowing if Kittikat would actually show up for the trip.

Driving a few miles up the road, we checked into the new hotel. As I unloaded the equipment and bags, she took a shower. I finished the setup and set out our meals with drinks. As I heard the water shut off, I entered the bathroom, camera in hand.

All smiles, she posed as she dried off. Seated back in the bedroom table area, we opened our food wrappers.

The food seemed to disappear quickly. Kittikat sat in just a towel and all I could think about was doing more photos of her. As she smoked and checked her phone, I cleaned up the papers from the meal. She placed her laptop computer on the table and checked her emails. I asked her if she uploaded the photos she had done at a studio yet? She then said that she had them on a photo site and would show me. I asked her if she wanted me to upload her last modeling session with me to that site too, as I had the disk with me? Then she thought about it and said she would. I told her I could do it sometime this weekend, so she gave me the password to do it later. So also said that I could copy off her studio shots too then.

We looked through her studio shots and they gave me some ideas. She then asked what shall we do next? I had her remove the towel and sit on the bed. Turning on the studio lights, I posed her and took shots.

Many positions, all nudes, and then I wanted to get to the real action. I handed her a rubber dildo of a dick. She took it but said that she did not want to insert it. So I told her to position it so it just looks like she is using it. A few photos later and I wondered if she will touch the real thing later?

Wow, how I hope my dick will get into that.

Looking at the time, I saw it was 3pm and we had been goofing around for some time now.

I told Kittikat to lay on her back so that we can do a few photos. When she was comfortable, I started to place the Leather Gag around the back of her head. She had a sly smile as I finished up by placing the Ring Gag in her open mouth and strapping it behind her raised head. I was getting very warm so I removed the last of my clothes saying "I may as well be comfortable too". I posed her on the bed with me standing over her taking pics, I could see her looking at my dick. I said to her that I was standing over her like this a couple sessions ago and you asked if I was going to fuck you? Well back then it was just for photos, now may be something different!

I then stepped off the bed, then stood above her head and started to direct my dick to her open mouth. At first her gaze was at my balls but then shifted to me eyes. No objections or words spoken thru the ring gag, she was silently watching. First into my eyes, then my dick, and then focusing in the distance. As my dick got closer to her lips, her eyes closed. My camera was at my outstretched arm clicking shot after shot. Her face had a look like she was ready to take all the Cum I could shoot, but again I held back. Somewhat I wanted to see if she would act on her own, but she was being fully Submissive. My dick was resting on her open lips and she made no protest. I slowly slid my dick across her upper lip, teasing her. That was such a turn on and yet I knew I had to stop. If the head entered her mouth, I would have to go all the way. Stepping back, I removed the ring gag. I leaned down and gave her an open mouth kiss. I think that made for a better ending, for now.

To calm myself down, I posed her again in the leather waist belt, cuffs, and ball gag. Various poses on the bed, that lead to my next idea. I positioned her on her side, facing the foot of the bed. Removing the Ball Gag and unhooking the wrist cuffs from the waist belt, I had her move closer to the foot of the bed. I then stood at her face and told her to hold my dick. Giving me a Sly Look, she reached out and took hold of it lightly. I told her to squeeze the base and aim it towards her face. She squeezed the base and I felt it filling with blood. Reaching my right hand out, I pulled at the back of her head. I held the camera out at arms length and shot a few selfies as her face got closer. There was no resistance to my guidance.

I told her to open her mouth, as I drew her head closer. She looked up into my eyes, closed her eyes and then drew it between her lips. Photo after photo, I prayed that I was shooting straight. Holding her head loosely, I waited to see if she would take over, but she did not. Neither did she pull away. She just waited to be told what to do. I wanted to cum right then, but I had so much to try next that I did not want to blow a load too soon.

Touching the side of her head and placing my thumb on her forehead, I tilted her head back and she opened her eyes. I told her that we needed to get dressed to go out for a normal dinner. So we dressed, and she stood topless at the mirror doing her makeup. Grabbing my camera, I got some good mirror shots.

Exit the motel, go to restaurant for a nice dinner and chatting. All the time all I could see was my dick in her mouth.
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Kittikat's 7th Photo Session: Fun Break Time
Our Second Day

The best part of a full weekend photo shoot out of town, is when it is time to relax and have some fun. After washing up, we headed out for a nice dinner. The restaurant was nice and we had a couple drinks. After that we stopped at a Liquor Store for some bottled drinks to take back to the hotel. Kittikat wanted a bottle of Gray Goose Vodka so I got a small bottle for her. Our next stop was a local convenience store for snacks. She wanted to wait in the car so I did a quick run in. When I exited the store, I saw a large guy leaning in my passenger window talking to Kittikat. It was clear he was hitting on her and she was being receptive to the stranger's advances. I got into my driver's side and started the car. The guy was still leaning in the open window asking to party with us. She started to answer him "that sounds great", but I put the car in gear and said "we got plans". There was no way in Hell that I was going to share her with a stranger! Making a direct route back to the hotel, I was a little pissed off, but I did understand that she was just getting into "Party Mode" and it should be to my advantage anyway.

Returning to the room, we placed the beverages in the mini-refrigerator. Kittikat wanted to make a drink with the Vodka, so I just opened one of the premixed bottle drinks for myself. I turned on the TV's music channels and set it low for the background mood.

As we relaxed, we talked about all kinds of things. Our interests, hopes, and plans. At times she would open up and even cry a little. Pausing our talk, she said she wanted to call home. She then called her mother, that was watching her son, to see how he was doing. Getting a little emotional on the phone, I could see she had other issues going on. She told her mom she was with a friend till getting her flight out. She ended the call still a little emotional.

She then wanted to call her boss about some issues but I told her she was a bit emotional for that, plus it was late. But she was headstrong and I just let her do what she wanted. Another short call, a little crying, and I have no idea what is up, but I just sit and have a drink. She hung up, dried her eyes, and washed her face in the bathroom. I think the water cleared her head a little. She then said we should do so photos to change the mood.

I told Kittikat to undress and change into a couple of the outfits that SHE had brought, so that we could do a few photos. When she was naked, I had her wait as I sucked her nipples. I told her that I could not ignore them and she laughed. The first outfit she had on top in her bag was the black sheer/stripped long night gown so I said to do that one first. After slipping it on, we shot a few poses around the room.

As she was posing on the bed, I had here start to hike up the hem and show her pussy. Kneeling on the bed, I had her start to rub herself for a few masturbation shots. I stopped shooting few a time to enjoy watching her get into it.

She stopped before getting off herself, and then removed the outfit. Placing it on the chair, she asked if I had something to model as well? I pulled out a 2 piece bra/panty set that was light violet lace. After putting them on, she went to the bed and started poses in an erotic manor. I think that she wanted me to have her continue self pleasuring. I then figured that I better get a few more types of outfits done SOON. I showed her a black and fuchsia dress, a night club style, and had her try it on next. She started posing from a standing position on the bed, but soon laid down and started to look into my eyes with a hungry look.

I told her to start to rub herself again, and she went right to it. I just kept shooting as she stroked away, looking at me at times waiting for me to say more.

I watched her rub for a few minutes and then she slowed down. I had her remove the dress, shot a few more, and then asked her for another outfit which she had brought. I jumped off the bed with a little energy and showed me a sexy 2 piece nightie, sheer black with a small flower at one nipple. After putting it on, she got on the bed and reached for her bottle. Posing with the bottle, giving a "thumbs-up", you could see she was having fun. A few more erotic poses and then she laid down, her hand going right to her pussy. I told her to kneel on the bed and start to slip her top off. She knelt with her legs WIDE spread, pulled the top off, and quickly took off the bottoms as well. Her hair was showing signs of sweating and removing clothes was not cooling her down yet. Setting the outfit on the bed, she again knelt with WIDE spread legs and her hand went again into her pussy. The angle I was at, I could see her driving 2 fingers into herself. She was really looking for relief.

Lightning fast, her hand took over and she was in full gear. The sounds coming from her pussy were the sweet sound of juices flowing.

When I stopped shooting pics, she sat back on the bed. I took her wet fingers and sucked them into my mouth. They tasted so good that I wanted to taste from her source. "Soon" I thought to myself, "very soon". She looked excited, but I could tell that she still needed to go over the edge. She had told me many times that she had a hard time actually cumming and that it takes a long build up for her to do it. So I took a little break and told her how great the pics looked so far. Hearing that she wanted to see them, I hit the camera to "play" and handed it to her, telling her to scroll using the wheel. As she began looking, I saw her open legs and wet pussy starring at me. I then said "what the hell" and drove my face into her pussy. My arms spread her thighs wider without any resistance.

Quickly she laid my camera down, leaned back on her elbows, and threw her head back. This was what she was waiting for. I ate her like a mad creature. Her hands were gripping the bed sheets and pulling hard as her head went side to side. I was in heaven as I ate her and reached up to squeeze for nipples. Rolling them in my thumb and finger, they were rock hard. I moved the other hand down to finger her pussy, shoving in two fingers. She started to lift her hips up, so wrapping both of my arms under her thighs, I held her legs down. Her waist shot up at times but I still held her firm so that I rose up eating at the same time. Working my tongue around her clit like a straw, I sucked her hard and drank all the juices she threw at me. At that point she went into a loud orgasm, and she grabbed the back of my head. Half pushing me off and half holding me in place. I worked my head side to side as I sucked her clit hard. At times lightly biting her lips and then fucking her with my tongue. Her orgasm seamed to go on and on, till she finally released my head. With eyes open, she was panting, watching to see what I would do next. I kept my head right at her pussy kissing and lightly sucking.

As her panting slowed down, I timed my eating to her erratic contractions. I did not stop but pressed into her. Her eyes opened, smiled, and was breathing hard again. We made eye contact and then I said "here we go again". I dove into her again and this time I used one free hand to 4-finger fuck her as I ate her. By leaning my upper body on her one leg, my arm still wrapped under it, I was able to again hold her hips down on the bed. I had all 4 fingers fucking her as I tried to actually fist her as I ate her. The speed of the ramming into her quickly made her go over the top again. The sound of "AHHHHHHH" came from her mouth and I could only see the whites of her eyes. After that she held up her hands in surrender so I knew not to try for 3 times yet. Once she was done, I removed myself from her as she was panting hard. I smiled a crooked smile at her and said "there is no deigning YOU CAME TWICE". My left hand was soaked as was my face. I slid up the bed and we French kissed for some time. All of her juices were fed right back into her mouth. I had started to squeeze her hard nipples as we kissed, and then I stopped to suck them for a time. Biting softly was so much fun for me, seeing the bliss in her eyes as I did.

At times, I would grind my dick against her wet pussy. I loved teasing her.

I got up and took a drink. I then returned to the bed and laid on my back. Kittikat got up and took a drink herself. She went to her bag and took out a strip of 3 condoms. Breaking them apart, she placed each across the top of the bed headboard and then laid next to me. There were no more words spoken, it was like everything was said in Actions. Leaning over me she kissed my chest and sucked on my nipple. She was facing my erection as she held it upright and touched the precum on it's head. I could see that she was thinking of sucking me off next so I pulled her up and we kissed open mouthed till her lips were super puffy. Driving my tongue into her mouth, she sucked it hard as if it was my dick. Pausing to catch her breath, she then placed her arm over my chest and she held onto me. Lifting herself up, she moved down my body and looked at my dick. I could see she wanted to do something for me, but wanted me to direct her. Maybe she was considering "Bareback or covered?" Looking directly into my eyes, she lifted up and straddled me in a Cowgirl position, all the while holding eye contact. She had decided that she was going for a full fuck.

As she sat on me, she placed my dick into her wet clit gap. She ground her clit head into my dickhead and slid back and forth. At times my cock-head would pop into her, but she gave no reaction, just starring into my eyes. She leaned down and rubbed her breasts into my chest as she moved her hips. Lifting up on her arms, she continued her hip's motions, sliding only my dickhead into her pussy.

What a great feeling, I was being ridden "bareback" and this was not fucking, but was slow hot passion. I reached up and held her breasts, as I squeezed her nipples hard. Her juices were soaking me as she rode in a steady pace for about 5 minutes. She closed her eyes, held still for a second, and then lifted up. Turning around, she was now in a Reverse Cowgirl position. I reached down and with my thumb, lifted the erection to a 90 degree angle upwards. As she was pressing down again, she was inserting my dick head inside her.

She held only the head in there and rocked her body. As she did this, I placed my thumb along her pussy lips getting it soaked. Using both hands, I spread her butt wide. Then driving my thumb into her ass, I could feel her pussy tighten around my head. At the same time, I lifted up on her downward drive, getting a full seating inside her. She paused her motions and I saw she was tightening her legs against me. It was then I felt the spasms inside her ass in time with her pussy. She was having an orgasm and trying not to show it. My adjustments may have altered her timing but she was getting the unexpected pleasure. So I let her enjoy it without my cumming in her yet.

When she had finished, she got up letting me slip out. My dick was covered in her juices. She balanced herself still knelling on the bed and then sat next to me on the bed. I had shot photos at times thru all this and when she left to go in the bathroom, I saw where her juices had dripped onto the bed. I figured that she was also checking herself in the bathroom for any load of cum that I may have silently placed into her.

I cleaned up the sheet and pulled the covers back up on the bed.

While she was in the bathroom, I kept my erection hard by squeezing at the base. As I had not cum yet, I wanted to make it last till the right time. So I opened a condom, unrolled it on my dick, and applied pressure to keep the pressure in the erection. I laid on my side, under the sheet, to hide my intentions. When she exited the bathroom, I asked her to lay next to me. I turned her so that we "spooned" with my dick in her ass crack. I had one arm under the side of her head so that I could still reach around to her breast. The other arm was free to feel all over. I held her in my arms and slowly rocked my dick thru her pussy lips from behind. She held her legs at a gap that made for an easy plowing. Arching her back, she gave me a better angle and my dick was actually entering her as we were fucking. Slow and controlled, we kept up a steady pace for about 5 minutes. My orgasm was building, so I started squeezing her nipples firm, but in a slow pace. I think she may have been half dozing off or cumming when I lost control and started to cum. I did it quietly and kept up the same pace as before. Strangely, just as my cum stopped, she jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I wondered if she detected my cumming and thought I was Bareback, thus rushing to get the cream-pie out of her. While she was gone, I removed the condom, wiped with a tissue, and placed both on the night stand (out of sight).

Returning again, she stood at the foot of the bed to take a drink. I then thanked her for making me cum in her and she then had a puzzled look. After a short pause, she said that I did not cum in her, but I then showed her the condom. Then all she did was to shake her head and say "ok".

I got out of the bed and turned a video on in the DVD player. Both of use laid back in the bed and started to watch. After 10 minutes, she curled up next to me and fell fast into dreamland. I then turned off the movie and also curled up with her.

I stirred awake and aroused a short time later to find my dick nicely warm in her butt crack. Pulling back slightly, I then reached overhead to a waiting condom wrapper. I opened it, unrolled it on my fresh "wood", and returned to my previous position. Placing my arm around her waist, I pulled her tighter. As the condom was lubricated and my dick pointed downward (with help), it nestled near one of two places. I pulled back a little and moved my hips to change my angle. Pressing my cock-head forward, I felt the resistance of an opening. Pushing a little more, the head popped in and it was held in place. It was nicely tight but the lubrication did the trick. I reached my hand up and cupped her breast. Her breathing was normal and relaxed, so I moved in and out in a slow fucking motion. It did not take long for me to lose control and pump a load into her. Just holding still and feeling it empty in her was "perfect". As it backed off, I waited and felt it lose erection. Reaching down, I held the condom in place so as not to drip and pulled out. Quietly going into the bathroom, I removed the condom and cleaned myself up a little.

Returning to bed, I found she had turned herself over and her arm laid across my side of the bed. So I laid next to her with her arm under my head, face to face and went to sleep.

Four hours later I awoke to find she was still holding on to me in her dream-state. This was one of those times that you want it to last forever. I peeled out of her arms and bed to retrieve my camera. I am so glad I have photos to remember it all so well.

End of Part 2.

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Kittikat's 7th Photo Session: Day 3/ Final
Part 3 of 3

As it was Sunday and Day 3 of our Road-trip, we had to finish up shooting and get Kittikat to the airport. Before she awoke, I had packed up some of my things.

She had given me her password to Photobucket, so that I could upload photos from our previous session. She also let me copy photos she did while on a trip, where she had studio work done. With her ID copied and signed model release done, all there was left was to do a few more outfits and then checkout.

I took my shower and let her sleep a bit longer. When I finished cleaning up and dressing, I woke her up. The first thing she did was sit on the bed and light up a cigarette. As we then chatted, I asked her how she enjoyed our late-night play time? With a puzzled look she said "nothing really happened". I smiled and said that I did not put the condoms on the bed headboard and you should notice only one is left. She did not reply to that, so I figure she wanted to just drop it.

I told her that we still have time for shooting a few outfits before leaving. I pointed them out on the chair and she inspected them.

The outfits left to shoot were a Red Lace Body Stocking, a 2 piece black sheer babydoll that unhooked in the front and had a G-string made of pearls. Final shots were topless in that same G-string. The very last modeling shot was of Kittikat sticking out her tongue at me. Typical of her.

The final packing done and car loaded, we went to the airport. I did a short side trip to the beach to try to get a few last photos, but she did not show any interest.

Asking if she was hungry, she just said no. She did not want breakfast as she would be flying and thought it better on empty stomach. At the airport, she saw the direction to go in the airport and we said goodbye. She did not look back and that was fine with me.

I later looked over the photos that she gave me a copy of and saved them to disk. My good fortune later was to do business with the owner of the photos and obtain their copyrights. I also later found others with copyrights and made deals.

(Carpe Diem)

I came downstairs one summer morning my mom and dad split years ago and my mom was kind of a mess. we lived in a one bedroom apartment so her sle#%^ on the couch was nothing new when I get into the living room mom‘s pas%# out dru)$ on the pullout couch naked at the time my mom was may late 30’s she is about 5‘7 170 so I little on the thicker side, her breasts are probably bigger c cups and she had big silver dollar nipples. I crawl into bed and started exploring her pussy, her pussy was shaved but had a little stubble, she had what I call an “innie“ vagina so I had to spread it to get to her lips. i started slowly looking and lightly touching, putting my face close and smelling the sent coming off she was laying on her back with legs cocked I realized she was deeply pas/{ %^# when I could fit my finger up to the first knuckle inside of her, after a while of my finger exploring her inside, she woke up having an orgasm on my hand, it started with her breathing really fast, and loud sigh, and I can feel her pulsating like her pussy was squeezing against my finger,. She opened her eyes, still dru#, looked at me then looked down at her vagina with my finger inside her and had another orgasm she was propped up on her elbows, looking directly into my eyes. She said something like oh wow, under her breath I felt her pulsating on my finger again and let out a loud groan. she leaned her head back and laid back down, reached her arm out and grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards her head . She pulled my shorts and underwear down grabbed the base of my penis as she was doing this she still had her legs cocked on her back, but she was looking off on the other direction I remember looking into her face I saw her, close her eyes head back towards my waist,and took my whole penis in her mouth using her other hand to grab and squeeze here tits then moved her hand down to rub her clit, she was rubbing herself in big circles really fast i could hear a squishing sound coming from her pussy, she sucked my cock with her eyes closed the entire time, but she did moan and deep throat, after a few minutes, she pulled her head away, spread her legs took her fingers to spread her lips and said put it in here. I got between her legs, put the head on my cock against her vagina this was a long time ago, but I do remember placeing the head of my penis on top of her slit and then sliding it down when it got to her vagina, she thrusted hard and my cock went in, she let out a loud groan as it slid in. I kind of just sat on my knees, as she rocked back and forth on her hips, grunting, and panting loudly starting slowly then working her pace up, I can still see her tits jiggling with each of her thrusts she did 100% of the work I can’t remember how long i lasted but after what seemed like a few minutes, she started to move up on her elbows and throwing her pussy into me, she was just staring down at her pussy watching my cock go in and out her panting and groaning started to get very loud, I remember looking down at her pussy as my cock appeared and disappeared in rapid succession, and then looking up at her tits, bouncing up and down and her face getting sweaty with her mouth open in the shape of an O. the next thing I remember telling her that I’m starting to get really dizzy. She said it’s OK hun let it go, i had my very first orgasm inside of my own mother. I can’t remember if she had an orgasm when I came, but I do remember her nipples being rock hard

I still replay that New Year's Eve in my head sometimes, the way everything shifted from playful to something heavier, slower, more dangerous.Michele and I had claimed our usual high-top near the dance floor at that downtown lounge—low lights, slow jazz, the kind of place where the air itself feels thick with anticipation. She was wearing that black dress again, the one that looked poured over her body: tight enough to show every curve, low-cut enough to draw eyes like gravity, thin spaghetti straps that kept slipping just a fraction with every movement. Her skin glowed under the warm bulbs, and when she laughed at something I said, the neckline dipped and rose in a way that made my throat go dry.We'd already had a couple of drinks, trading lazy kisses and stupid resolutions for the new year. Our glasses were empty again."I'll get the next round," she said, sliding out of the booth. She leaned over the table, gave me a slow, teasing kiss—tongue just brushing mine—then whispered against my lips, "Be good while I'm gone."I watched her cross the room. The dress moved with her like it was alive, hugging her ass, swaying with her hips. A few heads turned. Mine stayed locked on her.She reached the bar, leaned in to order, hair falling forward over one shoulder. That's when he stepped up beside her. Dark suit, easy smile, the kind of guy who knows exactly how tall he is and how to use it. He said something; she laughed—that bright, unguarded sound I usually get credit for. My stomach gave a small, familiar twist. Nothing new. Michele flirted like it was small talk.He kept talking. She kept smiling. Then he nodded toward the dance floor, palm open in invitation. She glanced back at me across the room. Our eyes met. She gave me that little half-smile, the one that says "this is harmless, right?" I lifted my chin in a go-ahead nod, smirking like it was no big deal.She didn't come back with drinks.Instead she let him take her hand and lead her out onto the floor just as the band eased into another slow number—saxophone dragging the tempo down to a pulse.At first it was innocent enough. His hands settled on her hips, fingers resting lightly over the black fabric. Hers draped loosely around his neck. They swayed together, bodies close but not pressed, moving in that easy rhythm couples fall into when they're testing boundaries.But the song stretched, and so did the space between them.His hands slid lower. Not suddenly—just a slow, deliberate drift until his palms cupped the full curve of her ass through the dress. He pulled her in gently but firmly, closing the last few inches until her breasts pressed against his chest. She didn't resist. If anything, her body softened into his, hips rolling with his in perfect sync.One of his hands stayed low, kneading her ass with slow, possessive circles while the other climbed her back—fingers tracing the bare skin above the dress's low back, then slipping under one spaghetti strap. He hooked it with a fingertip and eased it down her shoulder, just enough to bare more skin. She tilted her head back slightly, exposing the long line of her throat. He took the invitation—lowered his mouth to the side of her neck, lips brushing, then pressing open-mouthed kisses along her pulse.Her fingers tightened in the back of his hair. She arched a little, pressing herself tighter against him. I could see the way her thighs brushed his with each slow grind, the way her dress rode up an inch or two on her legs as she moved. His hand on her ass squeezed harder, pulling her hips flush so there was no mistaking the heat between them. She let out a small, breathy laugh against his ear—too quiet for me to hear, but I knew that sound. It was the one she made when she was turned on and pretending she wasn't.The countdown started.The room exploded with voices—ten, nine, eight…They didn't break apart. If anything, they moved slower, more deliberately. His mouth found hers just as the count hit five. Not a polite New Year's peck. A deep, hungry kiss—his tongue sliding past her lips, her head tilting to give him better access. One hand stayed locked on her ass while the other cradled the back of her neck, fingers threading into her hair to hold her exactly where he wanted her.Three… two… one…Confetti rained. Cheers erupted. Horns blared. And in the middle of it all, Michele was still kissing him—slow, filthy, unhurried—her body molded to his, one leg hooked lightly around his calf like she needed the leverage.When they finally broke apart, her lips were swollen, lipstick smeared at the corner of her mouth. The fallen strap still hung off her shoulder, exposing the top curve of her breast almost to the edge of decency. She said something to him—short, private, teasing—then brushed her thumb across his lower lip like she was memorizing the taste.Then she turned and walked back to me.The crowd parted for her. Cheeks flushed, hair mussed, dress slightly askew, that post-kiss glow on her skin. She slid into the booth beside me, pressed her thigh tight against mine, and leaned in until her mouth was at my ear."Happy New Year, Robert," she whispered, voice low and wrecked. Her hand found my leg under the table, nails dragging lightly up my inner thigh. "Did you like the show?"I caught her chin, turned her face to mine, and kissed her—hard, claiming, tasting champagne and him and the edge of something new."Yeah," I said against her mouth, voice rough. "I liked it."She smiled—slow, wicked, unapologetic—and settled against my side, one hand still on my leg, the thin strap of her dress still dangling off her shoulder.The band started another song.And the night was nowhere near over.

Mature Pussy

I was 29 at the time. I was chatting with a 49 year old woman on AFF. We were from the same city. We decided to meet. She came over and we talked candidly about sex, sharing our experiences. She told me she got fucked by a 12-inch black cock a week earlier and she loved it. Now my cock is 4 inches when max aroused, so I was pretty impressed how this older woman could take that cock.

We got to taking our clothes off. She was by no means very attractive, maybe a 6-7. She was aroused easily, her hungry cunt was slick as soon as I touched her clit. She gobbled my 4-inches into her mouth no problem. I was not gentle with her either. I had four fingers into her easy cunt getting her ready for me. My throbbing cock slid easily into her wide, loose pussy. Man, her mature cunt drooled all over my cock as I stroked into her at a smooth pace, mmm. This cunt was so juicy, I had to taste it so I pulled out and got my lips and tongue all over her shaved pussy. Man this woman was bucking her hips and ready to explode. I slid my rock hard shaft back into her hot, wide cunt and pounded her sloppy cunt with everything I had. To my surprise she started squirting all over us. She was loving my cock, so I decided to cum inside this pussy. I picked up my pace and strength, and finally after some rough pounding, I shot a huge load balls deep into her loose cunt. We layed together on the bed panting.

She told me she won't get pregnant, lmao. She cleaned herself up and said 'thanks for the fun.' I'll never forget that slack, used, easy and mature cunt.

There was a spring that I went with my family on a trip to a national park. We stayed outside of the park, at a campground, and drove all around to do the touristy stuff. These days I might be one of those weird people that actually get along with their family and don't mind the time together. The campground was nice and each loop had a few cabins and space for RVs but the best part was that you couldn't see any of the other campers from your little lot. A few cousins and I ended up in a cabin so the RVs wouldn't be so packed, (knowing this place - no - not an incest story). This is all context to tell you that there was only one communal bath-compound thing.

Glory Holes. I'm not going to try to surprise you all. Its dicks in holes in walls so dicks can get into other holes. The women had their half of public bathroom / showers and so did the men. Anyone in a cabin didn't have a shower, and my little node of the family trip only brought our pop-up which my parents were in. It was an AMAZING place (I have gone back and the whole loop was moved, and bathrooms updated). I spent the whole first day running, hiking, biking all around the campground which is what led me to the showers. When I went in the showers were full, and I was only hoping to get a rinse down before dinner and then go back for a real shower later. I stalled for time by ducking into one of the stalls. I sat down on the pot and sent a text to my parents knowing them i'd be about 15min late, and set a reminder for myself. The hole wasnt in my stall, but I did hear some other people tittering about it as they told their friends on the way out. I had gloryhole experience before, once, and itd been an experience. Not exactly fun but hot then and hotter in retrospect. I scooted out real quick and checked in the empty stalls until i got to the one with the hole, second from last stall.

It was an old stall wall that had been repaired a few times already and was only just attached to the wall. plywood had been screwed to both sides to hold the toilet paper racks on. They had, of course, been broken off and a hole made in the plywood. I flushed the toilet (gross) and waited for a shower to open up while trying not to let my heart beat out of my chest. To help I was going to scroll through my feed but the bathroom door opened and my eyes snapped to the hole and were transfixed on the wierd beige green of the opposite stall wall. I remember I could see someone had tried to scratch the swastika on the wall but fucked it up, and then tried to scratch out their mistake. The stupidity of it made me laugh by accident and i think that was what made that person enter the opposite stall. I also think they knew about the gloryhole because the guy came into the stall already unzipping his shorts and his dick was already half hard. He was a white guy, some kind of labor worker judging by the insane farmers tan he had going on. He was older than i was, as most of the guys i serviced on that vacation were, but his was the first; somewhere near the end of his college days i guessed. i fully admit to getting on my knees as soon as the stall door opened, at first so i could get a better view but - yeah, i know how that sounds. he paused for half a second but was flattening his hips against the wall and shoving his dick through almost instantly. 'get it, bitch' he said in his most 'street' sounding voice. It was bad enough that i noticed how fake it sounded, which made me laugh again and at this point, fully coming to the cold sober realization that i had easily agreed to his demands. my laugh was more like a hum around his dick and he cooed in response. I'd had gloryhole experience before, and gay sex, but really nothing that let me stay in control, but this was all control. This stranger just had to belly up to the wall and enjoy whatever i did, or be sad with what i chose not to do. i could do what i wanted in that stall and, for that lucky guy, i used myself on his cock. As soon as it was hard i was trying to get it farther and farther down my throat. He whimpered quietly while people came and went around us and i alternated between swirling my tounge on the head of his dick and making the sloppiest mess of my mouth that i could; his cock inching down my throat each bob of my head.

I could smell the sweat of him from the warm spring night. he made the smallest thrusting motions that i found adorable. I wished the hole would have been bigger than it was because right then i really wanted to slip a hand around behind this guy and finger his ass too. i was so super charged on lust i mumbled "i want it' around his dick. In truth i wasnt having all that hard of a time, he was maybe 5 long and not super thick. he was veiny though and feeling the blood pulsing in the veins of that organ was getting me very, very high. I thought he was cumming, and he might have...at first. the hot splash i was expecting hit my throat and not knowing that i could, i opened up my throat to simply take it. the stream got stronger after two seconds and i realized he was pissing directly down my throat and into my stomach. I could feel it splashing and filling me up. it was a shock, and gross, and rude and- and- and....it was so so hot. i couldn't handle the gross shock and the gross revelation at the same time and i puked. the guy laughed, packed up and was out of the bathroom before i had time to finish heaving. a horrible thought occured to me and i checked the timer id set for myself; 8 minutes left. desperate and scared someone would know what happened to me I peeked out from my stall at the showers. they were small things with a privacy curtain, a tiny room to leave your clothes, and the shower - two were open. I literally ran in and rinsed myself off as best I could and made it back in time for dinner. I packed those four or five minutes up and put them on the 'do not disturb' shelf in my mind for a long time after that and went on about life. It took me years to wrap my head around how i felt about it - but i wish i could make myself relive it, and stay on him.

After dinner I was still having small panic attacks that someone near me would say i smelled like piss. every sip from my drink reminded me. i caught myself wondering if anyone i knew would do something like that to someone else. would they enjoy it? I waited until later in the night before heading back for a proper shower. with my towel and shampoo under arm i looked around at our campsite loop and noted eight RVs with as many cabins; all looked to have some kind of occupancy. There were at least four other families i saw in our loop alone, and the one directly across from ours looked full earlier that day also. I wondered how busy the bathroom would be during our stay, and how likely it was that it might be too busy for what i was hoping for. nobody came in while i was taking my shower, or the half hour i sat in the bathroom stall after that.

It was early the next morning, when i stopped in after a run. my stall was open so i went in and finished peeing before anyone else came in. I sniffed reflexively. Im still not sure if I was hoping pissman would come back or not. The first person did their business and left but someone came in soon after them, and more after that. I looked at my watch. 8:20am. I'd be in residence at 8am sharp most days after that, but someone did enter my companion stall. He was taller and had on basketball shorts which he pulled down right away and started to piss. I was suffering flashbacks and being in that stall, with the smell of pee baked into the floor, and hearing it hit water made me gag. I stood up, the movement caught the other guys attention in the exposed hole. I watched him back off and put himself away quickly. I very sensually approached the hole, aware all he'd be able to see was the Y of my crotch, and swayed side to side a little. I could hear him say something, but i did get 'oh shit - something - real.' I think he didn't think they were real, which made me smile. I know how to use my smile. squatting down I put my mouth right to the hole so he could see my grin and blew a small kiss his way. he couldn't see who i was, i know that, but it was still a terrifying rush. I was hooked. he was cute and put his crotch to the hole, shorts and all, which was its own kind of hot; kissing dick through clothes and feeling it get hard is fun too. eventually i stopped when he wasn't taking his shorts down and frowned. he backed up enough to see my frown and paused. his hands were shaking like a leaf. I still think it was his first time with a guy. Eventually I opened my mouth to tell him he didn't have to. "uumm, fine." he said weakly, then leaned down and whispered to me "just the tip".

the next second his dick was through and I knew right away it wasn't going to be just the tip. It was, for about two minutes, I stayed on his cockhead like glue and he melted against the wall. Then i started to go a little deeper on him and that made his cock jump every time i did. I could hear him whispering something every time i went down but if he was complaining I couldn't tell. it went on like this for five or six minutes, lavishly slobbering over and sucking this absolute stranger's cock and i was in a total fog. I could have stayed there all day. Someone knocked on my friend's door, I was beginning to think he couldn't cum becasue he knew i had to be a guy, but the knock on the door shocked him and he jumped which sent his dick down my throat and it started erupting with rope after rope of thick cum. my partner said "Yaaaaah!" when the knock came at his door. Poor guy had to be terrified he'd been caught. The person that knocked laughed uproriously at my partner's little scream. He packed up fast and bolted out too.

I spent a lot of time in that stall that trip, and a good bit in the showers. Im sure there were seven total partners i had, and i remember the details about them all, if anyone is interested.

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This is a really real, all genuine life experience of mine. I can't prove any of it becuase im not a moron who takes selfies for proof.

You can ask me about ANY of these details, or more, and I'll be happy to chat. I've left some descriptors out that might make it more fun.

I have more stories so there will be more of these. it feels good to unload this memory somewhere else besides my own thoughts.