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I've been together with my boyfriend for some 6 years now... We had a very happy relationship, and we even got engaged. We're supposed to take the big step next Spring. Lately though, he seems to not be the same. Sex, which was never his strong point to begin with, is now even more boring and dull. And I am starting to wonder if I still love him... I'm having second thoughts about the wedding, also. So I have decided recently to reactivate my account on a well known porn platform. Why, you ask? Well, not for casual sex, but rather for a release. Be it sexual, friendly, or whatever. And what better way to find something like this, if not on a porn site? A few day passed, and I have talked to a few guys. And then, I met this cute guy. He knew which buttons to push, and in no time, he got me on a date. I knew he wanted more. The question was, did I? So, he came over to the seaside, where I live, on a vacation trip. And, as luck would have it, it happened to be at the same time with my future husband having to leave the country for two weeks. So, with no one to ask me when will I be home, I decided to go see him. It went pretty good, way better than I had expected it to go. He was really cute, and it was clear he wanted to fuck me. Especially since I was wearing one of my most slutty outfits. Short jeans that failed to cover the entirety of my ass, fishnet stockings and a wide cut tank top, that showed enough of the "ladies" to turn a man on.
I didn't want to fuck him, I only wanted to turn him on. And the heads of the other men, too. After the sun set, we had a few drinks on the now empty beach, and he started being somewhat more daring. His jokes were way more sexual than before, he sat on the still warm sand very close to me. Almost inside my personal space. All of a sudden, he grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me. FRENCH kissed me! Can't say I wasn't seeing it coming for a while now... At first I wanted to fight him off, but my heart was pumping so hard that it took all of my strength to not faint. And before I got to fulfill my thoughts of pushing him away, I was kissing him back. FRENCH kissing him back! The next thing I know, we were at my home. I had lost my top and bra somewhere along the way... His hands were fondling my breasts, his body so close to mine I could feel his cock on my crotch. He started unbuttoning my shorts, while his mouth was kissing my hard nipples, sucking them, biting them. I knew that this is the point of no return. And, by now, I was decided to cross it. Wearing only my fishnets, I let myself fall on my knees in front of him, and I pulled his pants down. I wanted to taste him so bad. His hard cock pointed at my face, and I grabbed it with my right hand and started rubbing it slowly, with long movements, while my left hand slid down my crotch, to my pussy. It was already wet. It wanted him. Who was I to oppose? His cock was pulsating slowly in my hand. I put my lips on the tip, and started to slowly move my head up and down, going deeper every time, until his balls touched my chin. I choked, and pulled back. Oh, I wanted to suck that cock so bad!! I put it back in my mouth and start to suck and rub it at the same time. He grabbed my head with his hands, and started to push me down. "Suck it! Suck it like a little slut! “ I was choking at every push, but he didn't let me go. He kept pushing my head down on his thick cock.
Suddenly, he stopped, and threw me on the living room couch. "Rip your stockings, slut! Show me that pussy". I obeyed, and he ate my pussy like no one had eaten it before. His tongue was driving me mad with pleasure. I started moaning, and he said I was too noisy, and that he should silence me. He came on top of me, heads down, and he shoved his cock in my mouth. Then he lay down on me and continued to eat me up. He was fucking my throat with his cock, and my pussy with his tongue. I was sucking him wildly, choking on his cock and with my make up smeared all over my face. Like a slut. And I felt so good. He stopped fucking my face, and told me to get on my feet. "I want to fuck you in you and your future husband's bed.", he said. "I want you to know what happened there, and to remember it every night you sleep next to him". I grabbed his hand and led him to our bedroom. And there, in front of my boyfriends bed, I sucked his cock again. He lifted me up and pushed me on the bed. He grabbed my legs and pushed them up, almost touching my shoulders. And he slid his wonderful cock inside me, all the way in, with his balls touching my ass hole. He started fucking me, slowly at first, then harder and deeper. I was feeling full, my pussy stretched and swollen from his merciless pounding. And then I felt it! A feeling like an electric current going up and down through my body at a fantastic speed, and a huge pressure pushing down inside my vagina, making me tremble and forcing tears out of my eyes. He pulled his cock out, and a spray of pussy juice followed it, showering him and the bed sheets with the fruit of his labor. It's been so long since I have squirted on a cock! It made me feel so alive and wanted! I wanted to taste the juice of our passion, so I gave him another blow job. His cock was now sliding so easy down my throat, and it tasted marvelous!
While I was occupied blowing his cock, he reached out with his fingers, and slid them between my ass cheeks, his middle finger pausing above my ass hole. He grabbed my hair with his other hand, and started leading my mouth on his cock, setting a rhythm for my sucking. His finger started pressing on my ass hole, with circular moves. I felt it breaking the resistance of my sphincter, and slowly pushing inside my anus. It hurt, and I let out a short squeal, and stopped sucking him for a second. He growled and pushed me down on his cock. "Shut up and suck it, slut!". And his finger went even deeper. Then, a second one followed. And a third. By now I was sucking his cock wildly, trying to take my head away from the pain. "Are you ready for the real thing? " he asked. Oh, was I? He didn't let me find my answer. He turned me on all fours and took what was his. He shoved his cock inside my gaped hole, going all in. I screamed in pain, but it didn't seem to disturb him. He grabbed my hair and started fucking my ass. In my boyfriend's house, in my boyfriend's bed. And it felt divine. His cock was stretching my ass hole, my pussy was soaking wet and dripping, and I was screaming so loud, I think people outside stopped to listen. But it didn't matter. I didn't care if the neighbors heard and my boyfriend would find out. The only thing that mattered was that huge cock tearing me apart. He was so deep inside my ass, I felt his cock in my stomach. And he was so fucking hard. And so fucking thick! I asked him to pull his cock out and gape my hole, and then shove it back in again. His cock was now going in and out without any troubles. I had another orgasm, and another after that. And another, and another... Suddenly, his cock became hard as rock. It was burning me on the inside. It started growing, and his thrusts became more firm and deep. He was close to cumming. "I want you to cum in my mouth" I said between moans. "Then come over here and suck it, slut!". I took his love rod in my mouth. It was warm from my ass, and tasted better than I had ever imagined. I sucked it with all my passion and lust, feeling it grow and pulse inside my mouth. A powerful stream of warm, sticky cum flooded my mouth. And a second followed soon after, with such force that it went straight down my throat. I choked and tried to pull back. But his hands were there, clutching my hair, not allowing me freedom from the flood of cum that overwhelmed my mouth with his next thrusts. He finished, but he didn't pull his cock out of my mouth before i had swallowed every last drop. It was salty, warm and sticky. It felt so good when it slid down my throat. This was the best drink I had had all evening.
I fell on the bed, exhausted and satisfied. He went to take a shower. And when he returned, he fucked me again, and again. The next day we woke up late in the afternoon. He didn't leave. He remained with me for almost two weeks, until the day before my boyfriend returned. And he was right. Every night, when we go to sleep, I remember what happened in that bed. And I miss it.

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I shivered as I walked on the vacant boardwalk this late November afternoon. The angry waves had much to say as they crashed along the beach, mercilessly taking more sand (and memories) with them. Just a mere four months ago, this beach was my home and sanctuary. It was my own private paradise. I found great enjoyment and even greater pleasure here with the four “s” words, sun, sand, surf and sex. I loved it all, though not equally. The sex part was by far my favorite. I placed my hand on the...

Memories of 78

Memories of '78As an elderly gentleman, I sometimes look back in time. Let me tell you about my zipless fuck, as the term was at the time. I had been in Stockholm, Sweden and were heading back to Uppsala in my red Alfa Romeo late in the evening, whem I spotted a girl walking in the chilly summer night with a skirt, short as the British petrol pump attendants use to wear in 1968. I stopped and asked her if she wanted a ride.She gladly accepted and I drove her to her house somewhere at the coast...

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MEMORIES became an even better read series when I started to tell about my private recent storiesMost of those MEMORIES will be about Lisa Love, of whom I even remember her coming future with me!'Coming future' in both meanings: firstly she is as hot for me as much she loves me with all her heartShe loves me with body and soul, I love her and being a gentleman and she so hot, she will come often!'Coming future' also covers all events to happen soon, like this small sexy story of her hosting...

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First seven sexy MEMORIES were letters from readers ranging from soft stuff to tough treatsAll were very well read - between 4.000 and 7.000 times, and got lots of likes and commentsLast three are my private MEMORIES of friends from here visiting me in old AmsterdamThese last one are extremely well read: between 6.000 and 10.000 at the moment I writeLike this one of sexy Solagge, which started out as a fantasy fuck of old friendsA sexy story aiming at getting her wet and hot, rubbing off as she...

Memories of my first Milf

Sometimes you bump into people you have not seen for a while and all kinds of memories come flooding back. Such was the case the other night. I saw a guy I had not seen for over 20 years who used to live next door to me. It reminded me of a spring afternoon just a couple weeks after I turned 18. I hope you enjoy my memories as much as I do!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I ran into Eddie Schantz from my old home town this weekend and it reminded me of the first real sex I ever had...

Memories of Summer

I shivered as I walked on the vacant boardwalk this late November afternoon. The angry waves had much to say as they crashed along the beach, mercilessly taking more sand (and memories) with them. Just a mere four months ago, this beach was my home and sanctuary. It was my own private paradise. I found great enjoyment and even greater pleasure here with the four “s” words; sun, sand, surf and sex. I loved it all, though not equally. The sex part was by far my favorite. I placed my hand on the...

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Memories Revisited A Scrapbooking Store

Memories Revisited: A Scrapbooking Store By Heather St. Claire Diane McMasters took off her scarf and coat and hung them up in the stockroom of her new scrapbooking store, Memories Revisited. It was a crisp, bright early November day. Diane loved the holidays; she was already looking forward to Thanksgiving and Christmas: the decorations, the gifts, the time with family, and most important of all, the opportunity to give thanks. Just a few weeks earlier, Diane had purchased the...

Memories Revisited Fixing Gods Mistake

Memories Revisited: Fixing God's Mistake By Heather St. Claire Diane McMasters poured another cup of coffee for herself and her husband David. The morning sun was streaming into their kitchen and glistened from the stainless steel appliances. The kitchen was big, modern and filled with light?every woman's dream. Diane had particular appreciation for it because David had built it with his own hands. His success as a building contractor had made it possible for their family to enjoy...

Memories Of Long Tall Mary

MEMORIES OF LONG TALL MARY by Long Tall Mary A 50 year old dominatrix reminisces on her long career in Central New Yorkand describes some of her more memorable encounters. CODES: M/F, F/F, nc, heavy, job My name is Mary and I just turned 50 years old this past week. I'm a 6 footweight proportionate, blue eyed blond and known in the business as "Long TallMary". For nearly 15 years I've been active as a career life style dominatrixin the Syracuse area and am the best in the business as well as...

Memories The Beginning

Memories- Beginnings This is not so much a story but more a collection of memories of my life. I write this for a variety of reasons. First, like everyone else, I want to be remembered in the future. So, this will be my legacy. Second, because I want to help others, it is my hope this will encourage those of you who are facing challenges as you progress along your journey into womanhood. Remember, the path to womanhood is not always easy. And lastly, I hope to inspire those who are...

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