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Another fantastic night with my exgirlfriend.

We went out to dinner and were thankfully seated in a relatively secluded booth. We sipped red and were waiting for our food to come when she began rubbing her foot up and down my calf. She began slowly, but as we ate, drank and chatted, she casually kept working her foot further up my leg until her outstretched toes would lightly graze the inside of my right thigh. We continued drinking wine long after the food was done, and I began slouching lower and lower in my chair to grant her greater access.

We never openly acknowledged one anothers actions as I kept sinking in my seat and her foot kept circling slowly closer and closer to my cunt. At some point she had slipped off a shoe and I felt her toes wiggle on the fly of my pants. I placed my elbows on the table and scooted to the edge of my seat, and she applied a bit of delightfully gentle pressure before quickly pulling back. We knew this sort of thing couldn’t continue here, and frankly we were lucky to have gotten this far in public. Her subtle but persistent teasing had really done the trick.

We paid and took a cab back to my apartment. Possibly as a tease, or possibly as a nod to public decency, we kept our hands and lips off one another on the way home and didn’t even hold hands in the cab; instead, we merely smiled at one another. As we were taking the empty elevator up to my floor, she stepped behind me and grabbed my waist. She positioned her lips next to my left ear and whispered, “you are so fucked.”

I unlocked my door and quickly shut it behind us as I began to kiss her. Normally I love a lot of kissing and playing, but we were both well past that point. She enveloped my mouth with hers and drew my tongue into her mouth as I made a beeline for her breasts. She bit and tugged on my lips before kissing all around my mouth and planting a scant few kisses along my jaw line and down my neck. I continued groping her through her shirt, and I could feel her heart quicken as her breath slowly became the throaty gasps for air I had become reacquainted with in the last week.

We eventually rid one another of the burdensome clothing, and I dropped to my knees in front of her at the foot of my bed. I knew she had her strap-on in the bag she had left in the other room, and sex is entirely quid pro quo. I also knew once she started going to town on me, there wasn’t much that would stop her and this was my best chance to enjoy making her cum.

I usually enjoy, patient, teasing oral sex that gives me the opportunity to explore every millimeter of a woman’s pussy as I get her off with my tongue and hands, but, again, we were way past that. I dove right in and unabashedly lapped every exposed bit of her cunt for a bit. She began pulling my hair and grinding into me slowly. I began exposing more of her flesh with my fingers as I gave her lips a complete tongue bath from bottom to top. I found her exposed clit and began flicking my tongue into her hard and fast, and her moans and directions became increasingly louder.

I traced her lips with my fingers and she merely looked down at me and half-screamed, “fuck me!” I looked back up at her and she was twisting and tugging on her nipple while guiding my head with her other hand. I drove a first finger into her and began exploring her pussy. Once I inserted my finger in entirely, I began turning and curling my finger in all directions, going in whatever direction her fervent moans directed. I worked a second finger in and she began grinding into me harder and pressing more of her weight down onto my hand and wrist. I pressed my fingers together into my closest approximation of a pseudo-cock and worked a third inside of her. She ordered me to suck her clit and I happily obeyed while driving into her with whatever force I could muster. Her moans and cries told me she was very close, and I felt her shudder violently against my lips and she covered my fingers in girlcum.

I eased up on her clit, but continued kissing and licking the juices from her lips as I reached a hand up to trace her nipples with my sopping hand. I kept rolling my fingers up and down her right areola and tried to get to my feet to suck the juices off her breasts, but her persistent hands descended on my shoulders and pushed me back into position. Once I was firmly replanted on my knees, she bent slightly and grabbed my wrist tightly and brought my hand a couple inches from her face.

Without much pretense, she looked back down at me and said, “please, one more. One more” and she drew my index finger into her mouth. I grabbed her ass as firmly as I could and began nodding long strokes of my tongue against her clit. She merely thrust her hips into my face in response. She ground her pussy into me as my tongue alternated between rocking against her clit and slipping inside her pussy, depending on the angle of her bucking.

She held my head in place with her free hand as she continued sucking her juices from my fingers. She eventually came hard again, this time without quite as much of a mess. I knelt there for a moment– enjoying the feeling of my tongue buried deeply within her pussy– but the moment wouldn’t last. She bent down and hooked her arms beneath my armpits and helped me to a standing position before kissing me with monumental force.

She broke our kiss and her head went to my breasts for a moment before she abruptly pulled back and took a step away from me. I looked at her for a second and she mouthed something I couldn’t make out and she scurried out of the room. I stood there dumbfounded for a few minutes before I heard her footsteps in the hall. She appeared in the doorway wearing a harness attached to a dildo jutting between her thighs.

She stepped back over to me and we kissed feverishly once more. Her tongue pressed against mine and her hand shot between my legs. I did my best to concentrate on tweaking her nipples and sucking her tongue into my hungry mouth. She hooked a finger inside me and I squealed loudly and nearly jumped out of my skin. She rubbed the dildo along my opening and bumped it quickly against my clit repeatedly. I told how much I needed to feel her “cock” inside me. She pecked me on the cheek and hopped onto my bed.

She laid on her back and I nearly jumped right on top of her. We again skipped the formalities and I swung a leg over her to straddle her “cock.” I tried to ease myself ever-so-slowly onto her so I could prolong the amazing sensation, but as my lips parted and I began to moan, she thrust her hips up at me and was suddenly inside me to the hilt. I groaned and leaned forward and she took one of my nipples between her teeth, and I took great pleasure in being filled.

I rode up and down on her “cock” for a bit– simply groaning and panting her name– humping her as fast as I could to impale myself on her appendage. She was soon doing her best to meet me thrust for thrust as I came hard. I leaned back with her still inside me, and she reached out and played with my breasts as I completely basked in the afterglow of a good orgasm.

I climbed off her and she looked lost for a second until she realized I was unhooking the dildo. I licked the tip and them brought it to her mouth and told her clean off my juices. She happily agreed and began turning the dildo with her wrist and caressing it with her tongue. She licked up and down from shaft until only the slick head was left. She popped it into her mouth for a while and worked it in and out slowly before giving it back to me to finish. I licked the entire surface of the head and crawled down to her waist to reattach the “cock.”

Frankly, I thought we were largely done for the night and was taking the opportunity to wave my ass in her face as I readjusted the harness. She got up off her back and lightly pushed my ass forward until I was near the foot of the bed. She was on her knees now, positioning herself behind me, and I looked back at her not knowing what to expect. She told me to lean forward on my elbows and forearms, and she spread my ass open with her hands. She began running the dildo along my lips over and over again until her “cock was slick and dripping. Then she traced the dildo around my ass, making delicate circles around my anus. She repeated this over and over until I was completely wet and begging her to enter my tight little cunny.

She leaned forward and thrust her hand at my mouth and ordered me to start sucking her thumb. I acquiesced and began tonguing and sucking her thumb, still not quite know what she was doing. As I was slicking her thumb with saliva, she kept her routine of running the length of the dildo against my lips and then tracing a line up to my anus. She pulled her thumb out of my mouth and I whimpered involuntarily.

She positioned her “cock” behind me and eased the tip into me as she began slowly grinding her thumb inside my ass. It felt incredible. She moved slowly in and out of both holes as I grabbed the bed’s comforter in my fists and clenched for leverage. She moved in and out of me for what seemed like forever, and I groaned and cried with every inch of her thumb and “cock.” She was picking up speed–still sliding in and out with steady, repetitive strokes– and worked another finger into my ass. I screamed a little and bit the pillow beneath my forearms.

She eventually pulled the dildo out of my pussy and began rolling and pinching my clit with her free hand, all the while getting more and more into my ass. She rolled circles around my clit with her free thumb and I came with a too-loud screech. She giggled as I came, and told me how much she loved the feeling of my anus flexing and spasming around her fingers as I orgasmed.

Before I could move or even protest, she suddenly had the head of her “cock” inside my ass. I’ve played with toys in my ass before, but it was nothing like relinquishing that control to someone who could fuck you as hard or gently as they liked. After a moment of awkward maneuvering and the usual twinge of pleasure and pain mixing blissfully together, she got a nice rhythm going.

She inched in and out of me very slowly at first, but once I stopped applying resistance and began grinding against her and moaning, she picked up the pace. She would inch out of me ever so slowly until just the head remained inside of me, and then she would slam the dildo’s entire length back into me with one powerful stroke of her hips. I panted every time she began pulling out and would yelp loudly as she bullied back into me. I leaned my head back to moan and her began pulling mt hair as she thrust into me. After her rhythm was firmly established, she relinquished my hair and began slapping my ass in time with the thrusts. This continued for quite a while as she pinched her nipples and fucked me, but fatigue eventually won out.

She buried the dildo to its hilt in my ass and I was almost screaming when she began playing with my clit and leaned in to bite the back of my neck. I came again and quite literally collapsed on my comforter, which was now doused with sweat, spit and fluid. It was a bit disgusting, but I couldn’t manage much more than rolling over and letting her kiss me.

She got up and showered, but I remained on the bed. She came back dressed, smelling of fruit-scented body wash and shampoo. I knew she had to work the next day and didn’t object when she told me she had to go. She helped me off the bed and held my hand as she walked toward the door. She kissed me and placed a hand on my stomach, and we discussed when we could meet next.

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Saturday Morning SissyI woke late on Saturday morning and immediately knew that something waswrong. Sure, I'd been out drinking Friday night, so the hangover wasn'tunexpected. But I was surprised to wake and find that there was aleather band snapped tightly around my balls and that this was tetheredsecurely to the foot of my bed with a short chain.Further exploration revealed that my entire body had been shaved and mynipples had been marked with some type of semi-permanent red dye. Ifthat...

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Saturday strapon date night for my sissy

Every Saturday night I bend hubby over,lube up his ass/pussy,insert a butt plug,and start out with his punishment.The slapper is used 1st,It makes such a nice sound,slowly marking his white ass.I push on his plug,pulling it out,and back in until he is moaning.Next I use a crop to highlight the red in his rosy cheeks,Swat swat swat,Ohhh the sound of the crop swishing through the air hitting his crimson ass,I am In heaven.Finally,a ol fashioned thick wood paddle is used until the cheeks start to...

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Saturday Night Sunday Morning

I’m Doug the husband. I coach division one college baseball for a University located on the west coast of Florida, I’m not saying which one but you’ll probably know after reading my story. I’m married to my beautiful wife Sandy. Both she and I turned thirty last summer. I never thought I could fall in love at first sight but with Sandy that was the case. She had a body that most women would die for. At five foot four her tiny waist and hip’s only accentuated her luscious 34c breasts. Her long...

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Saturday Morning Sissy

Saturday Morning Sissy I woke late on Saturday morning and immediately knew that something was wrong. Sure, I'd been out drinking Friday night, so the hangover wasn't unexpected. But I was surprised to wake and find that there was a leather band snapped tightly around my balls and that this was tethered securely to the foot of my bed with a short chain. Further exploration revealed that my entire body had been shaved and my nipples had been marked with some type of semi-permanent red...

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SATURDAY AFTERNOON

SATURDAY AFTERNOON I met her when TA, was 19 years old, she had already been in a bad, and very abusive marriage, she left, and lived for a short time on the streets. That is where I had met her, she offered me anything I wanted for $50.00. I gave her a hundred, told her to get into the car. We have been together for the last couple of years. Now, she seems to be my shadow, as we are always together, I was 61 in November of this past year, and people are always asking if she is my daughter or...

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Saturday Delight 1 Katies Bath

It was a nice Saturday morning. I had woken up early to get a workout in, and I was relaxing in the bath afterwards. I heard the door open, and heard the soft shuffle of feet. Someone was trying and failing to sneak up on me. I feigned sleep as a hand slipped into the water and wrapped around my cock. "Good morning, Katie," I said without opening my eyes. The hand lifted my cock and gripped it firmly. She stroked my hardening shaft while she asked, "How did you know it was me,...

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Saturday Girl

I own a television and hi-fi store. Most of the week I can cope on my own but on Saturdays I employ a young girl to help out in the store. Her job is to look after customers who are buying just leads, batteries etc. leaving me to look after the higher spending customers. Sarah can wear what she wants providing it's not jeans. She usually wears dark trousers and a teeshirt. On Saturdays when the weather was atrocious and customers seemed thin on the ground we usually just chatted. Sarah was...

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GNight PixieChapter Six GNight

Alyson was lying at the edge of the water, holding her left foot and screaming. Her breakfast lay splashed on the sand beside her. Her deck shoes sat a few feet inland. While Doug examined Alyson's foot, Mary washed the vomit from the girl's lips, cheek, and chin. "Small puncture wound," he said. "Inflammation setting in. Something protruding. Honey! Alyson! Where did it happen?" He had to repeat the question. She managed get out that it happened a few feet seaward from where she lay....

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GNight Pixie the Original Story ConceptChapter 6 GNight

Alyson was lying at the edge of the water, holding her left foot and screaming. Her breakfast lay splashed on the sand beside her. Her deck shoes sat a few feet inland. While Doug examined Alyson's foot, Mary washed the vomit from the girl's lips, cheek, and chin. "Small puncture wound," he said. "Inflammation setting in. Something protruding. Honey! Alyson! Where did it happen?" He had to repeat the question. She managed get out that it happened a few feet seaward from where she lay....

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He Suggested a Nightcap

Em met him in the bar, during a break in the awards dinner she was attending. They chatted briefly and had a cigarette, and said they’d probably see each other at the bar again when next there was a break in proceedings. Or perhaps, he said, they could have a nightcap later. His name was Jean and he was French. He was a big man with a nice laugh and twinkling eyes. Em hadn’t met him before and wouldn’t again. He was from the other side of the world and was in town only for the convention of...

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Saturday Night School pt1 loyalsock

As Charlie Tucker pulled into the parking lot of the school, he wondered, as he often did on Saturdays, what other seniors did on their Saturday nights. Was he missing out on anything that he would later regret? Wild parties, like in the movies, where parents were out of town and everything was chaos? Or were those types of parties just fiction, and everyone was sitting at home on their computers or binging on TV?He had two juniors assisting in the AV room, Dinesh and Michael, and those two had...

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Saturday at Home

My parents divorced when I was f******n. My brother and I went to live with my Father. He owns a very successful construction company. By the time I turned s*******n my Dad had remarried. He married Kim. Kim was well built to say the least a very busty double d with very long curly red hair, a slender body about five foot six, tight slim ass and olive green eyes. She was exactly half my Dads age. He was forty-two and she was twenty-one. Everyone knew why he married her but wondered why...

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The Stuff of Nightmares

A second kick knocked out the window. The supervillain’s fist reached out. Her segmented bracers ran the rim of the pane to clear away the burrs and shards that had been left behind. She swung out of the warehouse before the glass had shattered on the concrete walkway below. She was a blur of cloud white, soulless black, and wine red. The glass shards crunched under her armored boots as she dropped the story and a half to the ground. “Wrong exit, criminal,” came a loud, authoritative...

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Saturdays at Marys

A lot has been written about adult/child sex. Most of it assumes the act involved is sinful and it is, in most places, illegal. I agree that forced sex in any form should be illegal, regardless of the age of the parties. Yet, when sex is initiated by an underage girl; or in almost any situation with an underage boy and an older woman, there may be no harm in it as long as the adult is caring and careful. It may even be beneficial to both parties. Especially when the underage participant is...

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Saturday Afternoon0

It had been a while since I’d seen Jim. We didn’t talk as much as we used to. We used to hook up as teenagers. Have a few beers, get naked. Mostly teenage experiments. We’d got chatting online, and out of the blue he said to me “I want to come see you, it’s been too long”. I wasn’t sure, but he was right, it had been a long time. He’d always had a certain hold over me. I can’t explain it. But as a teenager, he’d always loved coming all over my face, cleaning it off with my panties, then...

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Saturday Night Escapades 5

Quick warning: As with the last story this has an “icky” part. Not my cup of tea, and it is just coincidence that it happened in two straight weeks. I include it because it is what actually happened, but it’s really not important to the story and I do give a warning before it comes up, so feel free to skip it if you like. Following our long weekend together, Jess and I got back to our traditional one-night hook-ups. We didn’t really make any plans during the week, just for Jess to...

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Saturday Overtime

I am standing in the kitchen, trying to finish the dishes before you get home. It’s a Saturday and you had to go into work. I hate it when you have to do that, but it is part of your job. I console myself by thinking that at least it’s only half a day. I’ve been at the dishes for about twenty minutes. There were more there than I expected, so it is taking me longer than I had hoped. I hear your keys in the door as I make my way to the last little stack. The door opens and I yell out to you that...

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Saturday Arrives

(a continuation of The Bitch’s Oven and Ding Dong the Bitch is Dead) Robin opened her eyes to a glorious day. It was a little cloudy but only outside. The sun was shining so bright for Robin it didn’t matter what the weather was. She had some plans to prepare. Suddenly she understood where Jennifer had been the day she sent her away to get ready for her date. There was plenty for Robin to do today. The first thing was to hit the liquor store for champagne, bucket and two glasses. Danny knew...

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Saturday Afternoon Tea

My bedroom is decorated tastefully with beautiful rich black furniture, black drapes and champagne colored carpet. I take a lot of pride in how my home is kept and while it gets messy from time to time, I attempt to keep things up. I had been cleaning all day one Saturday while my husband was away in class. I decided to run to the grocery to get something to cook for dinner. While perusing up the seafood aisle, I ran across an old friend, Michelle, I hadnt seen her in years. She looked good, we...

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Saturday Afternoon

Introduction: An absolutely true story. Start to Finish. As a pretext: This is all 100% true. No embellishment, no exaggeration, and no fictional component. It had been a while since Id seen Jim. We didnt talk as much as we used to. We used to hook up as teenagers. Have a few beers, get naked. Mostly teenage experiments. Wed got chatting online, and out of the blue he said to me I want to come see you, its been too long. I wasnt sure, but he was right, it had been a long time. Hed always had...

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Saturday morning is for laundry

On Saturday morning, my sweet wife said it was my turn to do the laundry.So I picked up some big items that would not fit in our washer and went to the laundry place. As I got there, I found another two ladies doing the same.The kind woman who ran the shop came over to me and said she would do it for me. I thanked her, thinking I had at least forty minutes free for me…Upon my return, the lady had dried all the items and they were folded.She sat down next to me and I noticed she was flirting...

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