Hello my loves,
Alle Teilnehmer sind mindestens 18 Jahre alt.
Hello my loves,
I was rubbing my breasts and my ice cold hands crossed over my nipples and i got a little moist, WTF? I guess my body is still trebbling from todays masterbastion with the wand.
BELLA PUDDLES
I am the woman that finds it easy to brake all her playtings.... My wand however, has brought me to levels of body trembling squirting orgasams of increasing levels intensity and puddles everywhere I play. Check out out latest posts and hell you can even ask ISLAND.
Leaving puddles , BELLA
Please post videos and photos of yourself as well as a bio. We would love to make new friends..... I fear it won't transpire . Bella
25 agosto 2018
ich schreibe hier ,weil ich jedem mitteilen möchte,wie herrlich und geil zu gleich es ist ;den schwanz samt sack aufzupumpen,und damit hinterher einen geilen sex zu erleben! ich kann nur jedem der etwas neues ausprobieren möchte auch mal seinen schwanz oder auch die muschi aufzupumpen um selbst mal zu erleben wie geil daß ganze ist !
viel spass bei der sache wünscht euch der samenstrang!
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Another guy, however, was the first inside her. As she sucked the host T came up and taking her elbow helped her stand up as he moved behind her. She lifted her dress over her beautiful arse and arched her back, allowing him to pull her panties to the side and slip his cock in her up to the hilt. She was still stroking mien host who was in front of her. Knowing what she likes he slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders baring those beautiful breasts. After cupping them and squeezing he slapped her tits, first one then the other as T pumped into her cunt from behind. T grabbed her elbow pinning her arms back so he breasts were jutting out and host really went to work on them, slapping them hard and pinching her nipples. This is Mrs B's idea of heaven and pretty soon her head was thrown back exposing that beautiful neck as she shuddered to her first orgasm of the night. Still T fucked her until she needed to stop and rest. His cock slid out of her wet cunt, her juices soaking his shaft. Mrs B was laughing, saying her legs were shaking, so she left the boys and went to sit down on the sofa. Not a bad start to the evening.
I am now so horny thinking back to this that I am going to have to go and have a wank...
Can't wait for this evening, we have a party to go to. There'll be five or six other couples and I know that they are all going to fuck Mrs B, both men and women! I love watching her being used, especially when she takes on multiple cocks at once. Trying to save myself for later, but i am ready to explode! Mrs B has recently really started loving 2 cocks in her cunt at the same time... so hot to watch.
I haven't written about our adventures before, but so many of you asked how the evening went maybe I should?
When it was time for us to set off and Mrs B came downstairs I could have cum there and then. She is so beautiful. She had a little make up on, and her lips were ruby red, but best of all was that flush of colour in her cheeks she gets when she is feeling horny. She was wearing a light blue cotton dress and I could see she had no bra on as her nipples were standing out stiff under the fabric. Without me asking she lifted her dress and showed me that she was just wearing white knickers. I touched her panties with my finger tips and I could feel her heat. Mrs B was going to get what she wanted tonight for sure, and I was going to watch...
We didn't speak much as we drove out to our friends house in the country. My mouth was dry with excitement and I could feel her arousal and sensuality like a motor humming next to me.
We knew there was going to be a new couple with us tonight, as well as five others we already knew. Mrs B loves it when there is a new cock for her to play with, and I was hoping the new girl was pretty as I am pretty fussy. Spoilt by Mrs B I suppose. I enjoy fucking the wives, but to be honest I most enjoy watching Mrs B being used by the other men. She's very bi, so she loves the taste of a woman's cunt, but it's seeing her sweet pussy filled with a hard cock that does it for me.
As we parked I leaned over for a long hot kiss, slipping my hand up her legs to find her panties soaked with her juices and her labia open and wet. She pushed my hand away and laughed as she got out the car, she knows just what she does to me.
Half the couples were already there, including the newbies who looked very nervous. She was very pretty, about 32, dark hair, slim figure, small breasts but a mouth that I was looking forward to kissing, and fucking to be honest. He was short, but nice enough looking. I could see him glancing at Mrs B's stiff nipples. He needn't have worried, he'd be sucking and biting them soon enough.
We had a drink while we waited for everyone to arrive. You have to take you time at these parties or it will all be over in a flash... I asked the new girl how she wanted to begin. I suggested they just watched and took their time and she nodded nervously. I can still remember my first time, nervous as hell being taken along by Mrs B who had been swinging since she was in her early 20s with her first husband. She had always loved group sex ever since she was a ***** at a party copping off with a guy on the couch then realising his friends were feeling her breasts and fingering her cunt. Three of them took turns fucking her and licking her pussy as another fucked her mouth. She came so many times she lost count, but once they had all cum inside her she knew she loved multiple cocks.
Everyone had arrived by now and I looked over to see Mrs in a long slow kiss with the host. His hands were stroking her arse and she was pushing up against him. His hands moved up to her breasts and he was pinching her nipples and squeezing her beautiful tits. Once she has her breasts touched there is no stopping her. She slid down and knelt in front of him, undoing his belt and trousers, easing his fat cock out of his pants. Her eyes were closely watching as she stroked up and down his shaft, sticking her tongue out to lick away some pre-cum from his circumcised bell-end. She was teasing him, lightly licking as she wanked his shaft. Eventually she relented and took him deep in her mouth, stroking his balls as she slid her red lips over his glans. Mrs B has always loved his cock. She doesn't like long ones, they can hurt her as they fuck, she can only take about 7" inside her. He, however, has a really thick, veined cock. You will probably have seen in her pics and vids how she loves having her cunt stretched wide; well he fits the bill apparently.
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There are a few things more beautiful than a gorgeous summer day here in the UK. When the flowers are out, the sun is shining and the smell of freshness is in the air... A few Saturdays ago, that was the day that I woke up too. It was a perfect summer day and I felt alive with excitement. I wanted to get out, to explore and be close to nature.
So I got dressed and put on my walking shoes, packed a backpack with some essentials some cooldrinks and some snacks. I jumped in the car and headed out. I had no idea where I was going but I knew what I wanted... I wanted greenery, I wanted footpaths and I wanted to explore...
35 minutes of driving later, I found exactly what I had been looking for, a little lane that lead to a small hill, covered in trees and rocks, the kind of hill that would let you climb it and escape reality.. So I parked up the car, grabbed my backpack and headed off...
There was a slight breeze in the air, which was good as the sun was beating down, after a short while I had worked up quiet a sweat and had reached halfway up the mountain. I was on a small footpath, but it looked like it hadn’t been used for ages. There was nothing around, just me and the silence of this gorgeous summer day.
I took off my shirt, found a nice big rock to sit on and just wander into a day dream while sipping on a cooldrink, Then suddenly I heard a sound, it came from somewhere close to me, but I couldn’t see anyone around for miles.. I listened some more and then I heard a sound again. I quietly got up and walked closer to where I thought the sound came from, and then suddenly I saw it....
I could see a couple, completely naked about 30 metres from where is was, they were on a blanket on the ground, it looked like they had had a picknic and were now making out.. I was standing behind some trees so I was hidden, but I didn’t know what to do, do I quietly walk away or do I stay and watch.. I looked around me again, there was no one else around, so I decided to stay and watch and see what happens. I had heard of dogging before, but had never been involved or seen it live before.
The couple in front of me were kissing, and the next thing the lady rolled onto her back and opened her legs, the guy slowly moved his body down and before long he was eating her pussy, his tongue was lapping away and she was moaning with pleasure. They were making quite a bit of noise and decided to use this to my advantage and try and get a better view. I slowly and sneakily made my way closer and before very long I was no more than 4 meters from them. He still had his head buried deep in her snatch and now I could hear the slurping noises coming from his tongue on her slit.
I was rock hard, my cock was bulging at the seams, it felt like it was going to rip my shorts it was so hard. As I watched them, she pulled on his hair and slowly brought him away from her pussy and with ease she guided his huge cock into her wet cunt. I was standing right behind them, and from the position I was in I watched his cock slide into her. She let out a loud moan as he went all the way in, and before long he was sliding in and out of her, slowly at first but then he upped the pace. She was wet and her juices were forming a thick white sticky coat around her hole, and with each penetration you could hear the squelching coming from her soaking wet pussy.
He was thrusting so hard into her and I could tell that he was seconds away from cumming, as I watched, he let out a huge moan and thrust deep deep inside her... She lifted her legs and wrapped them around him and held him tight into her... I saw the cum oozing from her pussy as he slowly pulled out and lay on the blanket next to her..... They were both lying on their backs, and she rolled over to him and said, I hope you got more than that, I haven’t cum yet and Im as horny as hell... He giggled and said give me a few minutes and i’ll give you round 2... I didn’t know what to do, do I try and sneak away or do I stay put and watch the rest of the show... Well that fait was decided for me, because I moved my footing and I stood on a branch, with no sexual noises to muffle out any other signs, my hiding place was discovered and they saw me........ round 2 to follow....
This is my 1st attempt at writing and essay in quite a while, so please forgive any errors.
Small framed 18yo 100lb Irish redhead named Lori had somewhat of a pugish Irish face and nose, and lots of freckles. She lived in the basement of her parents in an upscale neighborhood in P--- R----, Illinois. Her mother was a grammer ***** teacher, and her father was an executive at a large bedding company. I met Lori thru one of those 976 date lines, which were popular before the internet. She loved heavy metal music, getting drunk and stoned, and of course..fucking any chance she could get. Lori had little talent and experience at sucking cock, but by the end of our relationship, I had trained and tutored her into a respectable blowjob artist.
I had always loved smaller, skinny sluts, and overlooked other poorer attributes of their face or personality. Even though was tall and had a Ron Jeremy type body, my cock was a 9" cut thick fuckstick and I was blessed with the ability to shoot very large thick loads of silky white jizz very far ( over 6 feet was my record)!
Anyway..back to the story ;)
Lori and I had gone swimming in the early evening at a public pool by her house. My cock was already in twitch mode that night..anxious to meet Loris mouth or pussy or even hand. We wore our suits under our street clothes, and when Lori took off her Metallica T-shirt and torn up jeans at the poolside..my cock almost sprang out of my suit! She wore a very skimpy pink bikini..with barely enough material to cover her pancake titties and pussy and ass! I made no secret to her that I was admiring her 'suit' and said..wow..theres not much too that suit..is there? She laughed and said.."Yeah, thats why i picked it!'..while she was spreading out the triangle of spandex that covered her pussy and pubic hair..i fixed my gaze on it..clearly seeing a line of light red pubic hair coming out of the top..and the outline of her small pussy lips clearly visible! While she was pulling on her panties i said; "Give me a peek at that sweetie?"..She giggled and looked around to be sure no one was looking..and she pulled the cloth aside exposing her pussy to me while giving me a smile 'Thats all you get..for now!' she quipped..then walked toward the pool. Of course i followed quickly after her..like a starving dog who had just seen a T-Bone steak!
Later that night...we smoked some weed at my place. I showed her my homebrew 486 PC and VGA monitor, which could play games like Doom & 7th guest. This impressed her very much, and sometime during our first date that night we fucked. Her pussy was incredibly tight, but she had fucked enough already to take my thick throbbing cock almost 3/4 of the way Into her tiny hot fuckhole We fucked missionary until pulled out of her pussy..andI blew my 3 day load all over her tits and belly..with a little pool of jizz accumulated in her innie belly button.
Well ...its close to April 1972...
I Got hurt by 2 guys, a year older than me...........
Is that the life for me?
No I could not bare the thought.............I was hurting physically and mentally.
Oh God ....what do I do?
Can I Survive?
Is this it?
I can't keep crying........who do I tell?
Now I hear the words in my mind.
Bloody fag........queer.........scum...........dirty bastard.
No I can't be...........can I?
Do I tell dad.......I hurt......doctors?
No its back to me...........a lad........under 16...........
I cant go out..............mum says I'm so quiet ...
Its hell.....my mind is in turmoil.
I tell my parents I hate work.
I need to get away from the hate .....I hurt...
I cry........Jesus........what do I do?
Got to tell bosses I hate college......move me
No they can't .......things said by them to me, don't help.
Decide.............I need to decide.
Tell Dad I am no good at job, that will satisfy
I leave .............Dad signs me off ..........
Dilemma ....................what now?
Wait.......... thats it !!!!!
Wait...................not long and find out.............is the world just HATE?
16 years and 2 days old .............It was a Saturday.......I went to Lincoln Dressed
I found out i Was Loved
I will keep Living................But
Is this all there is Though?
I Need To Find Myself.............
I moved on to college where I felt a new sense of freedom, having more time to myself during the day, for example. There were, of course, new teachers and students with pretty feet to fantasise about.
At the start of my second year, I turned 18 and at times I used to spend my time browsing the plethora of foot fetish images available on Yahoo Groups. I am still a member of several of these groups today although the internet has moved on from then and there is little activity these days.
Specific images made an impression. There is one of a glamorous lady sat on a chair leaning back as a man lies on his stomach sucking her toes. How I desperately wanted to be that man. And how I desperately wish I knew her name so I might find the other photos in the set. Over time I found four more of her having her feet kissed while she sits in this chair, but I have located no more. It has become the ‘holy grail’ of my porn collection.
During college, I looked forward to going to university. Imagine the fun I could have in my own room, downloading as much material as I like and being able to go where I want, I thought. For the time though, I had to content myself with the occasional browse around Yahoo, buying newspapers and lads mags and the fantasies I created in my mind about worshipping the feet of teachers at college.
One of those was a P.E. teacher whose feet and toes seemed far too sweet to be those of an active sportswoman. She used to wear flip-flops with beads on, and I used to imagine myself stealing into her office and getting up close and personal with her feet.
Being 18, of course, meant I was old enough to buy porn mags. Deciding to never do things by halves, when I went into a small newsagent where I had frequently bought newspapers, driving license ready in case I was asked for ID, I picked up a copy of both Fiesta and Escort. I was nervous. I was conscious that there was potential for embarrassment should somebody I know walk in. Fortunately, nobody else entered, I wasn’t asked to prove my age, and I shoved the magazines into my bag.
It felt like a rite of passage. Like your first drink, your first driving lesson, your first kiss, your first porn mag will be remembered. I was yet to have a driving lesson or a proper kiss. Those porn mags got an awful lot of ‘use’ despite the insufficient interest from a pure foot fetish point of view.
A lot of the images of women wearing heels or in bare feet were for the many sex lines and as referenced earlier, I tried to phone a few although the majority in these magazines were premium rate and so unavailable to me on my mobile phone.
Having to travel out of town to go to and from college meant I spent a lot of time on buses or at the bus station. One of my erotica pieces is called A Stranger On The Bus, and it describes the story of two strangers (i.e. me and another woman) enjoying foot worship on a bus. That was sparked by me seeing a pretty woman wearing black pumps at the bus station. There was no interaction, we were sitting in different bays but the idea was planted and out of it came a fantasy, and a piece of writing.
I remember waiting at another bus station when two slightly older women walked past me. Both were wearing heels, and one of them was wearing pink slingback pumps. The flash of her heel as she moved past me much intrigued me, and to this day, I find slingbacks very sexy and love it when I see women wearing them.
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Well ...its close to April 1972...
I Got hurt by 2 guys, a year older than me...........
Is that the life for me?
No I could not bare the thought.............I was hurting physically and mentally.
Oh God ....what do I do?
Can I Survive?
Is this it?
I can't keep crying........who do I tell?
Now I hear the words in my mind.
Bloody fag........queer.........scum...........dirty bastard.
No I can't be...........can I?
Do I tell dad.......I hurt......doctors?
No its back to me...........a lad........under 16...........
I cant go out..............mum says I'm so quiet ...
Its hell.....my mind is in turmoil.
I tell my parents I hate work.
I need to get away from the hate .....I hurt...
I cry........Jesus........what do I do?
Got to tell bosses I hate college......move me
No they can't .......things said by them to me, don't help.
Decide.............I need to decide.
Tell Dad I am no good at job, that will satisfy
I leave .............Dad signs me off ..........
Dilemma ....................what now?
Wait.......... thats it !!!!!
Wait...................not long and find out.............is the world just HATE?
16 years and 2 days. it was a Saturday ........
Dressed in my hidden lingerie, trousers and jacket covers well.... went into Lincoln and to the toilets .......
I know scary.....but I needed to find out if I was attractive or if I was just a BIG LOSER.
Is it to be HATE ?
Looking in a stained mirror.
I see a pretty young lady .........is that me?
Nice in black stockings, bra, suspender belt, 2 inch ladies shoes, and black knickers.
I open my bag...........get out 2 inch ladies shoes....black
Things begin to blur with time what exactly happened.
But i got the answer, I had so dared to deam of
Close to 10 pm went to Broadgate chippy and felt great ......I sat in the back restaurant ...basically alone eating a lovely fish and chips supper ...and my head was spinning.
What Had I Achieved?
I WAS LOVED..............I Cried with joy in my bedroom after the taxi home.
What next?
Well I may write about that.................
L’altro giorno mio marito ha veramente esagerato. Come ho già scritto lui è un vero cuckold e quando viene la bella stagione sono ormai abituata a farmi vedere dai camionisti. Percorriamo l’autostrada avanti e indietro con la macchina aperta (credo che abbia comperato una spider proprio per questo) e io stesa nuda sul sedile ribaltato. Ho un vestitino leggero abbottonato sul davanti che tengo regolarmente sbottonato pronta però a chiuderlo in presenza della Stradale. Finora abbiamo sempre evitato di fermarci negli autogrill dopo aver sorpassato i tir per evitare che assieme a noi si fermasse anche qualche camionista. Quando volevamo bere qualcosa uscivamo dall’autostrada dopo che io mi avevo un po’ abbottonato e rientravamo nell’altra corsia.
L’altro giorno mio marito ha dato i numeri. Dopo aver sorpassato una decina di tir è entrato improvvisamente in un autogrill senza avvisarmi. Mi sono così trovata nuda in mezzo a decine di turisti e ho fatto appena in tempo a coprirmi un po’. Degli slip non se ne parla, sono rimasti sul cruscotto, mentre il reggiseno era rimasto a casa. Entrati nel bar siamo subito stati circondati da una mezza dozzina di camionisti che continuavano a guardarmi. Non posso sapere se erano quelli che abbiamo sorpassato e se mi guardavano a causa del vestitino semitrasparente o di quello che avevano visto prima, certo è che il maritino era sovraeccitato e anche io cominciavo a sentire qualcosa. I capezzoli eccitati spingevano la stoffa e tutti gli sguardi convergevano sul mio seno. Se aggiungiamo che per la leggerezza della stoffa si capiva che ero anche senza slip si può capire l’interesse dei camionisti. A questo punto cosa poteva fare mio marito di peggio? Mi ha sussurrato all’orecchio ma credo abbastanza forte “cara vado in bagno a masturbarmi”. Ha cominciato uno a offrirmi da bere e poi altri due. Ho rifiutato ma ero talmente incazzata con mio marito che mi sono sbottonata alcuni bottoni per far uscire un po’ di seno, gesto molto apprezzato dai miei ammiratori. Mi sono anche seduta su un seggiolino alto e ho aperto le gambe per far vedere la figa. Quando il vigliacco è ritornato dal bagno ha visto la scena che forse sperava di vedere. Io mezza nuda e davanti a me un gruppo di ragazzi e uomini certamente col cazzo duro.
06 luglio 2018.
One woman I fantasised a lot about was one of my teachers. She was the ‘inspiration’ behind one of my first pieces of erotica, A Class Apart, the entirely fictional account of a fantasy I have of going back, meeting up with her and having my way with her feet. From the very start of the book, which is the only bit that is entirely accurate:
“She was blond, trim but it was always her feet that stood out for me. I think the fact that I didn’t get to see them that often made me want to see them more (and do other things besides.)
“When she did show them off, she used to wear these blue and cream mules, and she’d have her toenails painted a kind of brown/red colour. But they’d always be beautifully perfect. I think if anything it was her toes that used to get me excited more than her feet overall, but that was no bad thing.”
Naturally I write on to describe how I explain my lust for her feet, start worshipping them and end up at her house which is complete fiction. She wasn’t the only teacher whose feet I used to fantasise about, but if I was ever in a rush and felt I needed to cum quickly, it was her feet I’d think about.
Although at the time there were other teachers I fantasised about, they have barely stuck in my memory like she has. Maybe it was because I used to be in one of her classes and the others would be teachers I would occasionally pass in the corridors. Fleeting glances are great for the short-term, but the memories quickly fade.
The fantasies I used to lose myself in with this teacher were many and varied, from sucking her toes under the table to doing it in a storage cupboard in her classroom, to being taken home by her and allowed to worship her shoes before being given her feet to enjoy.
Plenty of men enjoy the fantasy of fucking schoolgirls or adults dressed as schoolgirls. For me, it has always been the other way around.
What also became apparent is that not only did I have a foot fetish, but a definite thing for both the older woman and those in positions of authority. As well as teachers, I fantasised about worshipping the feet of high-powered female executives, police officers and bosses.
As I never had girlfriends at this age, I had no actual experience of foot worship. I wondered what it felt like to actually suck another woman’s toes. Knowing that I got turned on by stimulating my own feet, one night I decided to try to suck my own toes while masturbating. As I started rubbing my cock, I swivelled and bent my body into position, so I was able to lick, smell and then suck the toes on my left foot.
It was incredible. In my mind, I satisfied the sexual urge to have feet in my mouth, have my feet stimulated while at the same time thinking I was feeling the same things that women feel when they have their feet worshipped. Inevitably, not long after putting my feet in my face and mouth, I came.
It’s always good to try new things.
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