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There’s something liberating about talking online with someone. It seems you can always convince yourself and the guys you’re talking to that you are fearless. Daring even. I can’t count how many times I’ve done that only to find myself nervous as hell if and when it comes time to meet up. This is one of those stories.

I was 21. I remember that specifically because I have always looked many years younger than I actually am … something I’ll be thankful for someday everyone tells me. In fact, when I met up with this guy, I had to show him my ID before he’d believe I wasn’t jailbait. Anyway, I was 21 …

I was finishing up my junior year in college and found myself spending too much time chatting with hunks online and not enough time going to class and studying. This was one of those days. I quickly found myself chatting with this guy named Andy. We were drawn to each other so quickly because we were both in Kansas City and were both students at the same point in our lives.

Now, I had only fooled around with a couple guys in my life. Once, repeatedly, in grade school with a kid who knew nothing more than I did about what the hell we were doing. And then throughout high school with a guy who was in a couple of my classes and through a few weird circumstances found out we had a mutual interest in guys. I was always into getting off with this guy from high school, but again, I don’t think either of us were too sure what to do because we didn’t want to admit we were really gay. So that ended up being just a lot of dry humping and mutual jerk sessions in various locations around the school and at his house.

Anyway, back to Andy… we chatted for a while that afternoon. I remember it was in the summertime because it was warm, and I was in shorts. We seemed to hit it off well and soon agreed to meet. He suggested one of the large-chain bookstores in our area as a safe meeting spot. We could take it from there if we were interested in more. You see, neither one of us had a picture to share, so we agreed if we weren’t into each other that we would just go our separate ways and it would be no big deal.

Andy asked me how he would know which guy was me, so I told him I’d hang out in the magazine section of the bookstore and that I’d be wearing a white t-shirt and pair of black soccer shorts. He said he’d make himself known to me when he found me. I got dressed accordingly and headed out. I went inside the bookstore and took the escalator to the second floor by the magazines. I wandered around in there looking for something interesting to read while I checked the faces of all the guys in there. Very subtle.

Too subtle I guess, because I passed this one hunk several times as I walked around. He was about 6’1, red hair, amazing blue eyes and a great smile. To top it all off, he was built like an Abercrombie model…muscular but not a meathead. He was wearing black baseball cap, a grey tank and cargo shorts.

I was beginning to think Andy had stood me up or seen me and taken off because he didn’t like what he saw. When I finally locked eyes with this red-haired cutie, he smiled and gave me one of those “whassup-reverse-head-nods.” Shit, could this be my guy? Could this be Andy? While I glanced back down at the magazine I had picked up, I stood there wondering what to do next. When I looked back up a moment later, my hunk was gone. I quickly scanned the area and caught a glimpse of him leaving the magazine section. He was headed towards the restrooms and before he disappeared down the hallway, he stopped, turned to look over his shoulder, caught my gaze, and again, using only his head, motioned me to follow him.

I practically dropped my magazine and quickly made my way across the store to follow this guy. When I reached the restroom door, I took a deep breath and stepped inside. There were three urinals and two stalls. To my disappointment, there was an older guy standing at the urinal in the middle. The redhead had positioned himself at the urinal closest to the stalls. I stalled for a moment by stopping to wash my hands and check myself in the mirror.

I don’t know if it was because I was excited about what was about to happen, but I looked at the t-shirt I had chosen and how it clung nicely to my well-developed 6’0 frame. I stepped back and looked at my crotch in those soccer shorts. Andy had instructed me to wear a jock underneath and I could already feel my cock beginning to strain against the fabric. My toned and tanned legs looked great as they were covered with a light dusting of brown hair, just like my chest. I always love the way the hair on my legs got lighter and lighter, as my tan got deeper and deeper throughout the summer. That day, I was looking good.

The old guy interrupted my self-admiration by asking if he could squeeze in to wash his hands. I murmured an apology and moved over to replace him at the center urinal. I stepped up a bit timidly and pulled out my dick pretending to relieve myself while we waited for the old guy to leave. Once the older guy exited, I stammered out an “Is your name Andy?” to the guy on my right.

“Yeah. Mark?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I said as I exhaled deeply. “How are you?”

“Impressed,” Andy replied with a bit of a laugh.

“Yeah, me too,” I grinned.

“You wanna …” he asked as he again motioned with his head…this time towards one of the stalls.

“Sure, let’s go.” I surprised myself with my daring confidence.

Andy stuffed his dick back in his shorts and stepped away from the urinal. I let him lead the way, but quickly coaxed my cock back under wraps as I followed him into the cramped stall.

Andy sat me down on the john as he took a moment to lock the door to the stall. “Pull your feet up,” he instructed. “We don’t want anyone to know there’s two of us in here.” I did as I was told.

“Now let’s see your cock, bro,” Andy said a bit forcefully.

I loosened the strings to my soccer shorts and worked my thumb underneath the elastic of my jock. I pulled downward with that hand and fished out my nearly hard tool from its confines with the other. I allowed my dick to lie across my palm for viewing by my new friend.

“Nice dick, bro,” he admired, “wanna see mine?”

“Fuck yeah,” I nearly hissed.

“Then come find it,” Andy ordered.

I didn’t have to be told twice. My hands were on his crotch faster than I thought possible. I was surprised to find his dick was about 6 inches long and hadn’t even begun to get hard yet.

“Wow, I bet that thing gets huge dude,” I said in wonderment.

“Yeah, it takes a bit to get it up, but it’s a full 9” when it’s at full staff,” he reported proudly.

“Man, I’d love to see that, bro,” I said while trying not to drool too much.

“Not here, Mark,” he said, “you wanna go to my place? I’m only a few minutes from here.”

“Sure,” I said nervously. “I guess I’ll just follow you in my car?”

“Yeah, meet me out in front of the store first and I’ll show you what my car looks like,” he said and then almost vanished from the restroom.

Once we got out on the street, this is where he asked to see my ID. After asking me several times, he was finally satisfied and he said he’d wait for me to pull up in my car before taking off.

His apartment was just a few blocks away, but unfortunately gave us both an opportunity to “cool down”, because when we made our way into his poorly lit place, we sat one his couch and talked for about 20 minutes. The conversation seemed forced at best. We talked about school, and he told me he was pre-med. He also said he was glad I turned out to be so good-looking. I thanked him and told him that he was quite a hunk himself. He blushed as if I was the first guy to ever tell him that. Not likely.

He went on to apologize, that he had slept in late and had just gotten online after rolling out of bed. He hadn’t had time to shower for the day yet and hoped he looked okay. I don’t know if this was just a line he was using on me. But he didn’t seem to be the kind of guy to be coy, so I think he was telling the truth. If he was feeding me a line, I took it. I suggested that we could take a shower together, if it made him feel better. He reached out and put his strong hand on my muscled thigh and squeezed. He leaned in and gave me a short but sensual kiss on the mouth.

“Great idea,” he beamed, “Let’s go.”

Andy paused to turn on the stereo. He said he had to do something to keep the neighbors from hearing what we were about to do. I assumed his walls must be pretty thin, or he must get pretty loud. Andy put on a CD with a hot beat…great music to fuck to. He started the shower and went to get a couple towels for us to use later.

“Feel free to get in when the water’s ready,” he offered.

I stripped and stepped under the warm spray of the shower. I anxiously awaited his return, as I couldn’t wait to see him in the buff. And buff he was!

“Damn!” I called out as he stepped in the shower and closed the door behind him. “You‘re a fuckin’ hunk, Andy.”

“Yeah?” he grinned, “You’re looking pretty good yourself, Mark.”

I loved the way his torso looked. His pecs were even broader and thicker than they had appeared under the tight fabric of his tank. His nipples looked absolutely edible and were surrounded by a few red hairs. His abs sported even more red hair that rolled across the rippled terrain of his six pack … into the pit of his navel … before plunging towards his crotch where it flourished into a thick patch of fiery red hair that seemed to explode from his cock and spill deliciously down his rigid thighs.

This was the first redhead I had seen up close and personal like this and I was in awe! He took his hands and rubbed them over his pecs, across his abs, down his thighs before they came to rest in a sexy pose one hand planted on each cheek of his muscled ass.

“Lather me up, bro,” he ordered.

That was an instruction I couldn’t wait to follow. I quickly found the soap and began to wash my newfound friend from head to toe. I started at his broad shoulders and covered his muscled arms with soap. His biceps were big and were pretty veined. I got into that big time. I moved to his chest and washed each nipple individually; taking time to make sure they were each hard before I moved on. I washed his abs and lingered in the hair I had admired when he first stepped into the shower. The lather clung to it and really turned me on.

I reached for his cock, which had only begun to get hard, but had already swelled considerably. I noticed it was starting to curve to the right. Something I attributed to years of having to stuff the length of it in jocks, shorts, and jeans. A low moan escaped Andy’s lips as I slicked up his tool with the suds.

“Damn that feels good, bro,” he said. “but, aren’t you going to wash my pits?” he asked with a grin. You see, Andy had remembered from our online conversation that I mentioned I had a bit of a pit fetish.

“Arms up!” I ordered.

The sight I saw next made my cock come to full attention. As Andy raised both arms over his head, he slowly exposed two of the most delicious armpits I had ever seen. They too were perfectly adorned with the fiery red hair that was so well placed over the rest of his muscled frame. Little droplets of water were clinging to the ends of hairs and I could no longer simply admire them from afar.

I stepped closer and knelt slightly so that my face was just inches from the inviting depths of his left arm. I inhaled deeply as if I was savoring the bouquet of a fine wine. His armpit was scented with a variety of aromas. I could smell the faint layer of deodorant from the previous day, along with traces of soap, but more overwhelming was the smell of a guy who had recently had a good workout.

Now don’t get me wrong, this wasn’t the kind of smell you would try to avoid. Rather it gave further evidence that Andy even sweated to perfection. It smelled of power, strength and confidence. I could take no more. I placed both hands on Andy’s back and pulled him towards me; taking that pit deep into mouth. The blend of odors was only further enhanced by the fact that I could now taste Andy’s essence as well.

“Oh, Fuck!” Andy cried out, “That is so fuckin’ hot!”

I chewed and licked Andy’s pit until he began to squirm. This is the part of going down on a guy’s armpits that I really dig. When they start to lose a bit of control and they begin flexing almost involuntarily. Andy could soon take no more and grabbed me by the back of the head. He pulled my face from his delicious pit and engaged me in one of the hottest kisses I have ever experienced. His lips were beautiful. Full and wet from the shower. And, he hadn’t yet shaved for the day so the rough stubble really got me going.

Andy kissed me in way that can only be described as forceful, yet sensual. His moist tongue engaged mine in a playful exchange as he continued to hold the back of my head. My hands were still caressing the muscles of Andy’s back and shoulders. With his free hand, Andy reached down and stroked both of our cocks simultaneously. The water and remaining suds provided perfect lubrication for his efforts and my nearly hairless chest was pressed tightly to his.

At that moment, I had an overwhelming sense of the power we shared. Here we were, two muscled hunks, lip-to-lip, pecs to pecs and cock to cock. The strength between us was intoxicating.

Andy’s hand moved from our cocks to my ass and he pulled my crotch into his. He ground his hips forcefully into mine as he began to lick and suck my neck. I was completely his.

“Let me taste you, Andy” I pleaded.

With that, he released me and allowed me to work my way down his full chest and across his ripped abs with my tongue. I followed the red trail to my prize. I started with his ample nuts. Licking his sack with long strokes of my tongue. Feeling the water from the shower rush over my face while I devoured first one, then the other large egg. They hung low and were quite large. I tried to get both in my mouth at once, but was unsuccessful. I had no idea how I was going to work his man-sized tool down my throat.

Andy moaned in pleasure while I worked him over. I decided it was time to try and swallow his cock. I allowed my tongue to work its length a few times before concentrating on the head. I loved the way his cock tasted and how I could trace every prominent vein with my tongue. The ridge on the bottom of his cock used to deliver his seed was as thick as one of my fingers and I knew I would be in for quite a load when he began to unleash his load.

As it was, his cock had begun to leak the sweetest pre I had ever had the pleasure of devouring. I remember thinking that it’s good he had lots of natural lube for when he decided it was time to pound my ass.

Andy’s large head looked angry and red and its heat felt like it would sear through my tongue as it began its decent into my throat. I was just getting comfortable with the first few inches when Andy grabbed me by the back of the head again and forced his entire length down my throat. I gulped and gasped trying to catch my breath and grow accustom to the feeling that I was going to choke.

My lips and nose were buried in the fire of his crotch and I found myself suddenly pleased with my abilities. I had a hand on Andy’s ass and the other was still working his low-hangers between his strong thighs. It was at this point I decided that if Andy could surprise me with his entire length at once, that I’d surprise him by shoving a finger in his ass.

I showed no mercy and didn’t allow him to object. I simply slid it in with one quick, short stroke. He yelped in pleasure and surprise, but I didn’t let up. I dug for his prostate with my index finger and found that it was ultra sensitive to my touch since Andy had never been fucked. Given that, he took my finger like a champ so I tried a second one. The whole time, I was doing my best to bob up and down on his fat cock, though my mouth was stretched beyond my own known ability.

Having two fingers poking his prostate had Andy’s cock drooling tons of precum. I could taste its salty sweetness and could feel it filling my throat. He definitely had more pre than most guys even cum…so much I had a hard time keeping up with his flow.

“I’m ready to fuck you, bro,” Andy informed me, “I want you in my bed.”

I reached behind me and turned off the water as Andy stepped out of the shower.

“Forget the towels,” he ordered, “Let’s just get to it.”

Who was I to argue? Here was this incredible (and dripping wet) stud telling me he couldn’t wait another second to get his dick in my ass. I practically ran to catch up with him.

When we got down the hall to Andy’s room, I saw that his bed was still unmade from his night of sleep and it looked very inviting. Andy turned and grabbed me by the shoulders leading me to the bed. He pushed me back until I was lying in the puddle of sheets and he climbed on top of me. He again began to kiss me and stroke my wet hair. The weight of him on top of me gave me the first inclination that he was once again in control.

Andy‘s hands were all over my body as mine re-familiarized themselves with each of his thick muscles. He groped at my thighs and I soon found myself spread eagle with my ass exposed to his manhood.

“I’m totally clean, Mark,” he whispered, “Can I fuck you bare?”

I hesitated before I finally realized at that point that there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t let this stud do to me, including ride my ass uninhibited by a condom. “Just take it easy on me, Andy,” I consented, “Remember, this is my first time and you’re a big boy.”

Andy just grinned and said, “Hey I thought you liked it rough…that’s the only way I know how to fuck.”

A partial look of fear must have crossed my face because Andy just kissed me and said, “Don’t worry though, we can work up to that. You want me to rim you first?”

“Uh, I dunno, I’ve never had that done to me before,” I answered honestly.

“Really?” Andy said in near disbelief. “You’ll love it,” he said with assurance.

With that, Andy slid his way down my still damp body and lifted my ass and legs with his strong hands. He blew two wads of spit into my ass before lowering his face to my virgin hole. What I experienced next is nearly indescribable. The stubble on Andy’s face that I had enjoyed while we were kissing was now scratching at my back door. The roughness of his chin was doing a number on my ass.

My cock was starting to leak as Andy’s had done in the shower. I had one hand on the back of Andy’s head indicating my approval. With the other I was rubbing my own chest … that was still wet, this time from the heat and sweat Andy was generating in me.

Andy licked and sucked at my ass until I begged him to fuck me. He wasn’t about to deny me. With my legs still in the air, Andy pulled my ass towards the head of his monster tool. Once again I experience the heat of his cock as he pressed against my tight hole.

“Don’t hold your breath, dude,” Andy instructed, “I’ll never get it in there.”

I sighed deeply and began to pant like an animal. Andy eased the head inside my ass and I gasped in surprise and pain. The pain radiated into my belly as I tried to remember to keep breathing. When I was visibly calmer and the pain had lessened I gave Andy permission to continue.

“I’m good, bro…keep going.” I asked pleadingly.

With that, Andy began to have his way with my ass. He inched his way deeper until he had nothing more to give.

“Incredible,” he hissed. “That’s one tight ass, Mark.”

I just smiled my approval and begged him to plow me good. Andy sure knew what I needed because his hot dick began what seemed like an endless assault on my ass. He had one hand holding my left ankle and the other planted firmly on my stomach preventing me from getting away. I was stroking my hard cock with my right hand and working Andy’s chest with my left.

With each stroke he was dripping water and sweat from his hair and chest. I couldn’t have imagined a feeling of pleasure greater than the one I was having…until Andy’s pace began to quicken and his cock seemed to swell inside me.

This caused my own cock to grow in my hand and brought me to the edge as the onslaught in my ass increased in intensity. Before I knew it, I had my chin pressed to my chest awaiting my own release, hoping to land some of my own seed on my face. I was quickly rewarded as Andy fucked the cum right out of me and my cock volleyed three thick ropes across my face and into my mouth before the rest began to spatter my pecs and abs in a wash of steamy cum.

Andy tossed his gorgeous head backwards and exploded inside my ass. My hole was so wet with his incredible amount of precum that his load came oozing out my hole with each intense stroke of his cock. Andy pulled out of my ass and shot his last few drops onto my cock and balls before collapsing on top of me in exhaustion.

“That was better than I could have imagined,” I sighed.

“Yeah man, I can’t believe you took my dick like a champ,” Andy admired.

With that Andy began to lick the remaining cum off my face and we shared more hot kisses. I fell into a deep sleep with a hot hunk by my side for the first time.

I guess it pays not to be shy.

This story is 100% true and is my first attempt at writing from my own personal experience. Comments please! -- topmepls@hotmail.com

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Just three days ago, I’d happened to bump into Tanya, en ex-teacher of mine, and one thing led to another, culminating in me worshipping her feet and enjoying a steamy sex session back at her place.

At the time, I thought that it would be a thrilling one-off experience and although we’d exchanged phone numbers as I left her house, I thought nothing more of it but I felt a shiver of excitement when I got out of the shower at my budget hotel room early next week to see she’d texted me.

She wanted to know how long I was in town for. “I’m leaving tomorrow morning,” I replied. Did she want another round of foot fun? I would definitely be up for that. She really seemed to have enjoyed herself when we’d met the other night so perhaps she’s up for it too, I mused.

My phone went quiet as I dried myself and got dressed. It’s a weekday, I thought to myself. She’ll be at work, likely busy with meetings and classes. I had work to do too, but I couldn’t concentrate. I found my attention wandering; every few minutes or so I would find myself drifting off imagining her beautiful feet in my face, in my mouth, rubbing my erect cock.

I wondered all sorts of things: What colour nail polish is she wearing today? Which shoes has she got on? Is she still thinking about me?

Ping. Another text. I scrambled to grab my phone, which I’d left on the unmade bed behind me. “Where are you staying?” she’d asked.

I replied with details of the hotel. It was only a couple of miles from her school but a little further from where she lived.

“Lunchtime meeting?” she posted, with a winking emoji.

Yes, please, I thought, smiling broadly. “You bet,” I typed. I guessed if she was coming in her lunch break, she would want to get on with it so I gave her my room number, advising that the reception was rarely manned so she should be able to pop up without causing any undue suspicion or embarrassment.

“I’ll be there around 12.15.”

The rest of the morning dragged. Really dragged. My hands shook a little as I tried to type, my work-rate slowed to a crawl by constant thoughts about what fun I would be having later with my former teacher’s feet.

Five years ago she would have been standing at the front of the class discussing the finer points of some classic work of literature. I would be sat somewhere near the front, casting glances at her feet whenever I could, secretly fantasising about them.

Now, here I was, indulging that fantasy; not once, but twice in the space of a few days.

After what felt like hours, the time had arrived. I’d showered again, made the bed and sure enough, just after 12.15, there was a soft knock on the door.

I opened it and she strode in. She’d clearly come straight from school, wearing a smart grey two-piece suit and black stiletto heels.

“I’d offer you a drink, but there’s no minibar here,” I joked.

She smiled, kicking off her heels and laying back on the bed. The answer to one of my questions earlier was pink. Bright pink nail polish adorned her toes. It suited her, I thought.

Lifting her feet up, she wiggled them suggestively, and asked me, “Want some more?”

Another enormous smile ripped across my face. I didn’t need to say anything. She knew full well I wanted more. And seemingly, so did she.

“You know, you really awakened something in me the other day. I’ve always made my feet look good, but I never realised they could make people feel good too!”

I was sitting on the bed, gently stroking her feet, gazing adoringly at them. I picked up one of them and stuck one of her big toes in my mouth. I gently sucked, using my tongue to make sure every inch of it got some attention.

I could see she was enjoying this. I could imagine no better stress relief after a hard morning than having one’s toes sucked.

“Look,” she began, her words coming slowly as she gasped while I carried on sucking her toes. “Do you mind if I help things along a bit? This does need to be a quickie.”

Neither breaking eye contact nor stopping sucking, I nodded.

“Thanks,” she replied. As she leant to her handbag, she continued, “I don’t know why, but the older I get, the hornier I get.” She pulled out a long white dildo and as if I weren’t even there, eased it towards her pussy. She let out a long moan as she slipped it inside her.

I heard a click as she turned it on and could feel its vibration via her feet in my mouth. I didn’t mind. Quite the opposite in fact; I loved how brazen and kinky she was being and how clearly comfortable she was with me.

I paused for a second. “Does that feel good, Tanya?” I ventured.

“Oh, yeah,” she said. “Love it when you suck my toes.”

“I could suck them all day. Does it really turn you on?”

She sighed. “You know, it’s really nice, but on its own, I don’t know. I love the idea that you want to worship my feet – that’s a turn-on, for sure…”

“Hence why you need the vibrator,” I interrupted. “It’s okay, I understand.”

“That’s good,” she said, clearly relieved.

“I love it. You know what you want and how to get it.” We both laughed before settling back into our rhythm. She thrusted her dildo into and out of her pussy with increasingly quick movements while rubbing her clit at the same time. I sucked her toes and massaged her soles, snatching a rub of my own hard cock when I could.

This was, I reckoned, close to my own version of sexual nirvana and we carried on for some time. I loved the taste of her feet as well as the feeling that my mouth, my tongue, and my fingers were making her feel good too. And she was having the time of her life.

I could sense from the way her body was writhing around more and more that she was about to bring herself to orgasm. As her elegantly manicured fingers flicked her clitoris and she held the dildo inside her as it vibrated, I jammed my tongue between two of her toes.

“Yes!” she screamed. “That’s the spot! That’s the spot!”

I’d struck gold. I worked my tongue quicker and quicker in between her toes until the unmistakable climax came. There was no holding back and as she came to a loud scream, the force of her body’s response threw her feet out of my mouth, leaving me grasping thin air with one hand and my dick with the other.

She sighed a deeply contented, completely satisfied sigh. “You know, maybe I was wrong. When you lick between my toes like that…yeah, that’s a turn-on!”

I smiled again. I thought that would drive her wild. It drove me wild too, having her thrashing around and orgasming with her foot in my mouth.

“Have you got time to finish me off?” I asked.

“Of course,” she said. “What do you want me to do?”

I knew exactly what I wanted her to do, and I didn’t think it would be very difficult. I asked her to smother my face with her feet and wank me off. “Shouldn’t take too long,” I told her.

She pressed her feet against my cheeks, allowing me to feel her soft soles against my face. “Like that?” she asked, her face close enough to mine to be able to feel her warm breath thanks to the size of the single hotel bed.

“That works,” I said, closing my eyes, allowing myself to get lost in the moment as I felt the soft touch of her graceful hands firmly grip my erection.

She carefully stroked my cock, building up speed while I manoeuvred her feet, so her soles and toes were covering my nose. The smell of her feet continued to drive me wild and the quicker she stroked my cock, the closer I was to orgasm.

“Like that?” she asked again, this time nodding her head towards my dick.

“Yes,” I gasped, knowing I was close to exploding. “Keep wanking really hard,” I told her. “Oh God! That’s so good,” I cried, my voice tailing off as I breathed harder and harder.

She laughed. “Now who knows what they want and how to get it?” If my face wasn’t buried under her sumptuous feet I’d have told her how much I love it when women engage in my fetish. I loved how she genuinely seemed to care about me having a good time as much as she was concerned with her own fun. I loved how at ease we both felt pleasuring each other.

I’d seen how quickly she had been thrusting her dildo earlier and now she was bringing me off with equally fast hand action. If I could bottle this feeling up and sell it I’d be a rich man, I thought, as my body started convulsing – much as hers had earlier.

She knew exactly what was going on and whether voluntarily or not, as she wanked me harder and harder to the point where I couldn’t hold back any longer, she was pressing her feet even more firmly into my face.

As she wiggled her toes, I took one last deep breath with my nose and that did it. My scream of pleasure as my cock could hold on no more was muffled by her soles as cum spurted onto her hands and my legs – but her reaction was not.

“Oh! Yes! So much cum!” she shrieked, giggling as she slowed her stroking of my dick and moved her feet away from my face. I hoped she hadn’t got any on her clothes – that might be a tricky one to explain upon her return to work.

She didn’t seem to be bothered, or if she was, didn’t let on. As I lay naked on the bed, completely spent, she calmly got up, collected her things, and put her shoes back on.

Looking at her watch, she told me she’d best be getting back. “That was the best lunchtime I’ve had in a very long while,” she said.

I grinned. I bet it was.

“Where are you living now?” she asked as she opened the door to leave.

“Norwich,” I told her, as I shuffled into a seated position, reaching for a tissue. “Cheap living costs.”

She nodded. As she turned and headed out into the corridor, she left me with one more tantalising tease.

“Maybe I’ll come visit one day.”

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Ever since Master C installed the cage a couple of years ago, it has been a constant source of dread. It is His last recourse of discipline, to be used when a simple thrashing is not sufficient for the transgression that I have committed.

The punishment for those very worst offences is always the same:

Step one: I am thrashed/birched soundly.

Step two: With my hands cuffed behind my back, I am forced to kneel before Master C as He wanks, then cums all over me.

Step three: I am pushed into the cage, the door is locked, the light is switched off, and I am left overnight to contemplate my behaviour.

Step four: At some point the next day, I will be required to apologise, suck His cock through the bars of the cage then, once released, submit myself for another thrashing.

I fear and dread the cage more than anything.  More than simply being thrashed. More than being denied the release of orgasm. I fear it because it denies me a night spent next to Master C, feeling His body against mine, feeling safe wrapped up in His strong yet soft embrace. I fear it because it means I have done something so bad, I have temporarily lost the right to His protection.

And yet, the cage isn’t always bad…

Sometimes, when I’m feeling low after a bad day at work, or a particularly bad bout of PMT, I will retreat to the cage, waiting for Master C to return.  The cage becomes a sanctuary, a place of comfort and security.  When Master C comes home and finds me in my cage, He knows that I’m feeling particularly fragile, that I need His care and reassurance more than anything else. It is my sign to Him that the world is proving too much for me and I need Master C to look after me, to cherish me, to love me.

It is a sign that Master C knows only to well how to interpret. I need Him to be my caring, protecting Dominant. He never fails me.

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I may be an incorrigible little slut, but I’m still a woman and I like a little romance and tender, loving sex every bit as much as any woman. Sometimes though, I want, no, I need it rough, I need it hard; I require to be taken with a certain primal, almost animal intensity.

When I’m in this mood there’s only one hole for the job; my arsehole. Now, not everyone will agree, but for me, when I want it rough and hard and filthy, my arse is the hole I want it in.

It’s the discomfort, it’s the filthiness of it, it’s the whole “nice girls don’t take it up the bum” thing that makes anal sex so suited to a hard, merciless fucking.

It’s the way Master C pulls my hair, the way He calls me His filthy little slut as His cock is driven into my tight rear hole; stretching it, abusing it, hurting it. It’s the way His fingers grip into me, almost bruising my skin as He fucks me with long, hard strokes; His balls slapping against the lips of my cunt as He pounds my arse.

It’s dirty, it’s hard, it’s so deliciously slutty; and when He cums, when Master C pulls out and fires a thick load of warm, sticky cum up my back, calling me a dirty whore as He marks me with His seed, I feel a sense of satisfaction at having received the rough, hard fuck I so badly needed.

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In my last post, I discussed how much I love wanking . So, inspired by a rather yummy prompt image, today I thought I’d wax lyrical on the subject of another of my favourite activities, sucking cock.

It’ll come as no surprise to anyone who has followed this blog for any length of time that I simply love sucking cock. I can honestly say that I have had more cocks in my mouth than I have had in either my cunt or my arse.

I’ve mentioned before about the sense of control sucking a guy’s cock gives me, but what I love most about it is the knowledge that his pleasure, his orgasm, is entirely down to me.

There is something immensely satisfying about taking a cock from a state of flaccid disinterest, through the stages of arousal to full pulsing hardness, until it erupts sending its hot, thick load down my throat. It gives me a great sense of gratification to know that I alone have done this; that I have given him so much pleasure.

I love licking and kissing every inch. I love taking the swollen head deep into the back of my throat, sometimes allowing myself to chock and gag on it. I love the moans and sighs that the recipient of my talent makes, letting me know how much pleasure I am giving him. I love it when he grabs my hair and pushes his cock deeper into my mouth as he begins to lose control. And I especially love it when he comes, filling my mouth with his manly essence, rewarding me for a job well done.

Sucking any guy’s cock, for me, is all about the pleasure I give him. It’s not entirely selfless however, as I take a deep pleasure of satisfaction from knowing that I am pleasing him, worshipping his cock as a symbol of his masculinity.

And, as Master C’s dutiful submissive slut, it is right that I should praise and, yes, worship my Master’s cock. For me, the most devotional form of worship I can give, is to suck His cock.

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The relationship I have had with my fingers is the longest sexual relationship I have had. Stretching back over more than half my life, it’s fair to say that no one, not even Master C, has given me as many orgasms as I have myself.

Of course, those first furtive fingerings were very much clandestine affairs, under the covers of my bed, biting my lip so as not to make a sound, not wanting to betray the pleasure I was having. In truth, the need to keep quiet, to not alert my parents or siblings to what I was doing only intensified the sensations, making my orgasms even more powerful, but that didn’t lessen the secret, almost shameful source of my pleasure.

When I bought my first vibrator, I remember rushing home, hoping that the house would be empty so that I could enjoy some time with my new purchase.

As luck would have it, the house was unoccupied; my parents were still at work, my brother was probably off with his mates in some garage, practicing to be the next big rock sensation, and my goody-two shoes (as I thought) sister was probably pouring over her books in the library. Excitedly, I ripped my new toy from its packaging, inserted the batteries and, pausing only to pull the curtains, I threw myself on my bed, hitched up my skirt, yanked off my knickers and set about myself.

The result was almost disappointingly instantaneous. I came almost as soon as the buzzing tip touched my clit. I came, moaning and shaking. In my defence, I was so excited, my anticipation almost certainly contributed to my near instant climax.

That first vibrator wasn’t the quietest I’ve ever had. As a result, it’s use was limited to when the house was empty, but it gave many hours of pleasure before it finally moved to the great sex-shop in the sky.

When my sex life expanded to include other people, I discovered that wanking wasn’t just a solitary pleasure, it could be a shared joy.

The first time I wanked for someone was an awakening. I’d gone back to my boyfriend’s and we took advantage of his parents being out. After I’d sucked him off he put his head between my thighs. His tongue worked its magic on me, taking me deliciously close to a climax. Almost, but not quite. For some reason, on that particular occasion, he couldn’t quite take me over the brink.

When he fucked me, it was as good as it always was but, for some reason, I still couldn’t quite get there. When he came, I was still randy, still bursting with sexual energy. He suggested I finish myself off.

I was nervous. I’d never wanked openly before. It was exciting; having someone there. Knowing he was watching me gave it an added fillip. As it happened, that was all I needed to make that final connection, to drive me over the edge, to come hard and loud as he encouraged me. It really opened my eyes (figuratively that is, they were screwed tightly shut at the time) as to how wanking, far from being a solo, secretive activity could be a fabulously intense shared experience. Wanking, at least when in the presence of a partner, was not something that had to be done in secret, it could be done openly and was a huge turn-on for both the wanker and the watcher.

Which brings me to the present. Master C, like just about every partner I’ve had, loves to watch me wank, and I, being the shameless exhibitionist that I am, love putting on a show for Him. I love the fact that Hetakes so much pleasure from my own. I get off knowing that He is rock hard as I finger my cunt or fuck myself with one of my toys. Sometimes, when I come, He’ll fuck my brains out. At other times, the show I have put on has been too much for Him and He blows a huge load of cum over me; an outcome that, as often as not, triggers yet another climax for me.

Sometimes, however, wanking is still a solitary experience. There are times when I’m randy and Master C isn’t around to give me release I need. Sometimes I will deny myself, enduring the frustration until Master C gets home and can give me a thorough seeing-to. The denial and suppressed frustration makes the sensations when He eventually fucks me even more intense. Most often though, the need proves to be too great and I’ll dig out my toys or use my fingers to bring myself off.

Nowadays, of course, wanking doesn’t need to be confined to my bedroom, nor does it need to be silent. I can wank in the bedroom, or in the shower, or on the sofa, or (weather permitting) I can even wank in the garden and, if I’m feeling really daring, I can wank on public transport. The garden and in public excepted, I can give full voice to my pleasure; moaning, perhaps even screaming as the sensations overwhelm me.

I can use my toys. I can use my fingers. Sometimes I will use a combination of both. Ultimately, the method by which I get myself off is entirely down to my mood (although sometimes suggestions from the “audience” will be considered). Far from being something to be ashamed of, wanking is an activity to enjoy, to relish, to luxuriate in; whether it be strictly for my own pleasure, or for a partner’s “benefit”.

I’ve been a wanker for well over half my life so far, and I intend to be a wanker for a very long time to come.


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Let me begin by saying that I am a sexually active 18 year old. My mother left my father to remarry a man I had never met. I got to stay with my father because my mother didn't want to be loaded down with baggage.

Little did she know that her new husband would bring his 19 year old son and 18 year old daughter to live with them. My dad didn't have time to monitor my behavior and when he found out I like to fuck, he sent me to live with my mom. See, I had fucked most of my dad's friends after one of them got a hold of me for the first time. So...

My mom sent her husband Dave and her step son (my step-brother) Ricky to come get me from the airport since she was still not done preparing my room. I would have to share the room with my step-sister Carla.

I spent the majority of the plane ride hot and bothered because this older man next to me kept looking down my shirt. I kept wishing he would stick his hand under my skirt and finger fuck me. He didn't. I guess he was intimidated by my 18 year-old voluptuous body. See, I am nice and curvy for my age. Not skinny and not fat. I have thick hips, a nice round ass, and my boobs are just right at a c cup. This is thanks to my Mexican heritage. My legs are also nice and thick. I have learned that men love it. I love men and prefer them over boys my age. Their dicks are bigger to suck on and I have always had a Daddy complex.

This "Daddy" complex is what gets me in trouble in this story. See, when Dave spots me I can tell that he is flabbergasted at what he sees. I look nothing like my mom. She is skin and bones. I get my curves from my father's side of the family. I am wearing a short mini skirt (which is the trend) and a fitted white t-shirt. The shirt contrasts nicely with my tan skin and black, long hair. The shirt is henley style, meaning it buttons up to my bra and then lets my cleavage hang out. (Most people wear a tank top under these type of shirts). I am also NOT wearing a bra and I am NOT wearing underwear (but he can't tell yet).

Along with Dave is Ricky, who is having a bit more of a problem controlling his eyes. I go up to them and introduce myself as Bella, his step-daughter. After an awkward meeting, Dave and Ricky walk me to their car. Their car is a two-seater Mercedes Mclaren. I thought to myself, "Man, this dad makes bank!" The problem with the two-seater is that I had nowhere to sit except for on Ricky's lap. This was a problem because, remember, I have no underwear on.

Ricky and Dave got in the car and I settled myself on Ricky's lap. I was already horny from my plane ride, and Dave wasn't making it any easier. He was wearing a nice cologne, he was very handsome in an older man way. And he was very authoritative, which I LOVE. Ricky was also hot for an 19 year old. He had a nice tan (not natural like mine). He also had dark hair and sports build.

My mom's house was about an hour's drive from the airport. It's a huge estate in the boonies. So, I tried to make myself comfortable for the long ride.

Dave asked me what type of music I liked and I told him anything. Ricky said he liked rap music so he put it on a rap station. They were playing "Oh" by Ciara. It's a slower, grinding kind of song. So, I start moving my hips slowly, grinding on Ricky's lap. I am really getting into the music. The friction on my pussy from the grinding is sending me over the top. I am so lost in my dancing and grinding, that I didn't realize my mini skirt had hitched itself almost completely all the way up. At this point I also felt a raging hard on coming from Ricky's lap. Yummmm! I thought. I just wished it was Dave's dick below me. I thought what the heck, Dave (my stepdaddy) may not notice me grinding my new step brother because he seemed to be on a business call.

I continue to grind slowly and firmly on Ricky's dick. At this point he has his hands on my hips and is guiding me closer and closer to his dick. His dick is fully erect through his shorts and my pussy is not covered. I start to rub my pussy on his dick through his sports shorts. Ricky's breath was getting shallow in my ear. I felt him slip his hands from my hips to under my skirt. His fingers found my pussy and began rubbing my clit as I continued to grind Ricky.

I was so into it, I didn't notice that Dave was off the phone and was watching the action while trying to drive. I could see his hard on through his jeans. At this point, I said "Fuck it". I hitched up my skirt and revealed my nice tan ass to Ricky. I said to Ricky and Dave, "I want to fuck...my pussy is so wet. I want a dick in me the whole way home." I was a little worried about what they might think, but their hardon's gave them away.

Ricky immediately pulled his dick out of his shorts. I awkwardly lifted myself and he guided me on to his dick. I started grinding slowly on it. Occasionally I would contract my pussy to tighten my grasp. As I did that I would life my ass ever so slightly, teasing Ricky's cock. I looked over and noticed Dave jacking off while driving. This sent me over the edge. His dick was HUGE. Ricky's was pretty big also. I started humping Ricky's cock faster. I leaned back against his body and placed my feet on the dash board. I put his hands between my legs and told him to rub my clit while I fucked him. I continued to bounce up and down on his dick until he came in me (birthcontrol). Ricky was spent, but I was just starting. I looked out the window as I continued to rub myself to another orgasm. A man in a truck was looking over at us. I smiled at him and continued to rub.

Dave continued to jack off, but I bent over and started sucking his dick while he drove. I used my hand to jack him, while I sucked his head. I told him to pull over and switch places with Ricky. Ricky was excited because Dave never lets him drive his car, but Dave made an exception this time. Dave got in the passenger side with his dick out and ready for me. I sat on it, facing the front window and I fucked his dick. I grinded and grinded.

"Oooh, your dick is so FAT!" His dick was big, but it was fat. It stretched my hole so big. I kept fucking it anyway. "Fuck me daddy! Fuck me while my brother watches. Fuck me while other people watch, daddy."

"Do you like it, daddy? Do you like your little girls pussy?" "Uh..huh, yes, fuck me baby" Never mind that we had just met.

I fucked him till he came and I came. Then Ricky pulled over to the side of a rural road. I got out with my skirt hiked up still. I propped one of my legs onto the hood and told Dave to put his dick in my ass. I felt his fingers playing with my ass, lubing it up. Then he slowly inserted one finger into my asshole. Then I felt him slap my ass cheeks with his dick a few times before it found my asshole. The tip of his dick put pressure on my asshole as it resisted. Slowly he pushed and pulled until his dick was all the way in. Then I told Ricky to bring his dick to my pussy. He rub his dick along my pussy then lifted me onto his dick, as he sat on the hood. He sat on the hood, I was on his dick, and his dad was standing behind me, fucking my ass. All of us had clothes on. They had their dicks pulled out, and my skirt was hiked up. We fucked with both of their dicks filling me up, and ahhh, it felt great.

Then we headed home where I would see my mom and meet my stepsister. Did I tell you that I love pussy also? Rooming with a hot girl will be fun!

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