___Sienna's lounge II___

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Her voice was husky on the phone. "Ten", she whispered.

My cock oozed more pre-cum as the endgame began, my grasp on it loose, to eke out as much stamina as I could. I wanted to make it to the end this time.

"Nine", she said. "Wank it a bit faster."

I did as I was told, but barely touched it, knowing I was a few strong stokes away from cumming. This defiant little act made me feel momentarily in control, but I knew I had no choice but to cum for her.

"Eight," she whispered. "Fuck, my clit is throbbing..."

Picturing her playing with herself while she talked me off made my head spin, and I released my tortured cock as a warning spasm shot up from the base of my balls.

"Ssseven", she said, with a catch in her voice. My cock oozed, throbbed and twitched as I watched it. I daren't touch it right now.

"Six," she carried on. "Tickle the hotspot with your fingertip."

Defeated, I gingerly nudged the crease at the underside of my cock tip, wincing as I jerked another surge of clear liquid onto the glistening head.

"Five," she said, the heat in her voice now unmistakeable. I tickled my frenulum, feeling the last resolve in me vanish.

"Please, I'm so close... please hurry," I croaked.

"S.. six..." she teased.

"Noooo!" I cried, my cock straining so hard the veins looked ready to burst.

"Good boy," she purred, and continued. "Five."

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Earliest Writing...

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I enjoyed reading this deft, thinking about you cumming so hard ;) But what would really make me horny is you writing about what you would do to me and how much I would make you horny. Anastasia and Christian Grey style ;)

Anastasia & Christian Grey

I would not have lasted past seven.

I nearly didn't while I was writing it! ;)

The first piece of erotica I ever wrote was in high school. I had this infatuation over my geography teacher and dreamt that we could run away together with this wild imagination that we would romantically fuck in every city on our journey around the world. I submitted the work and the geography teacher told me to write something more pertinent. However he kept my original telling me it was "substance of meltdowns" :rolleyes: At least he enjoyed it thinking of me to himself with his cock in hand. I was going to give him a pair of my worn panties, but I would be going too far for our age difference :( But I would have loved to have ridden his cock, feeling it deep inside of me each time I gently thrust up and down upon him, my juices squelching providing natural lubrication and my essence clearly in the air. What we were doing had to be a secret. Whilst fucking I had to remain behind an impudent smile which frustrated and at times embarrassed him.
However, deft what I wrote was pure fantasy which the teacher did keep
:)
 
I enjoyed reading this deft, thinking about you cumming so hard ;) But what would really make me horny is you writing about what you would do to me and how much I would make you horny. Anastasia and Christian Grey style ;)

Anastasia & Christian Grey





The first piece of erotica I ever wrote was in high school. I had this infatuation over my geography teacher and dreamt that we could run away together with this wild imagination that we would romantically fuck in every city on our journey around the world. I submitted the work and the geography teacher told me to write something more pertinent. However he kept my original telling me it was "substance of meltdowns" :rolleyes: At least he enjoyed it thinking of me to himself with his cock in hand. I was going to give him a pair of my worn panties, but I would be going too far for our age difference :( But I would have loved to have ridden his cock, feeling it deep inside of me each time I gently thrust up and down upon him, my juices squelching providing natural lubrication and my essence clearly in the air. What we were doing had to be a secret. Whilst fucking I had to remain behind an impudent smile which frustrated and at times embarrassed him.
However, deft what I wrote was pure fantasy which the teacher did keep
:)

I wonder how often he thinks of you. Probably every time he reads it and strokes his cock. Lucky man.:)
 
The first piece of erotica I ever wrote was in high school. I had this infatuation over my geography teacher and dreamt that we could run away together with this wild imagination that we would romantically fuck in every city on our journey around the world. I submitted the work and the geography teacher told me to write something more pertinent. However he kept my original telling me it was "substance of meltdowns" :rolleyes: At least he enjoyed it thinking of me to himself with his cock in hand. I was going to give him a pair of my worn panties, but I would be going too far for our age difference :( But I would have loved to have ridden his cock, feeling it deep inside of me each time I gently thrust up and down upon him, my juices squelching providing natural lubrication and my essence clearly in the air. What we were doing had to be a secret. Whilst fucking I had to remain behind an impudent smile which frustrated and at times embarrassed him.
However, deft what I wrote was pure fantasy which the teacher did keep
:)

Maybe I got into the wrong occupation... :D
 
I enjoyed reading this deft, thinking about you cumming so hard ;) But what would really make me horny is you writing about what you would do to me and how much I would make you horny. Anastasia and Christian Grey style ;)

This is a challenge I'm willing to accept!

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This is a challenge I'm willing to accept!
:kiss::kiss::)
Good day friends.
Hope everyone is doing well and safe
Welcome back VIPER :):kiss:
Maybe I got into the wrong occupation... :D
I wonder how often he thinks of you. Probably every time he reads it and strokes his cock. Lucky man.:)
Yes, maybe it was frustrating from both sides, especially if you were a very mature teen like I was with lots of sexual desires. I was into mature men and I knew they would fuck me given half the chance, but the law would have damaged his or even her reputation, even a prison sentence :(
 
Yes, maybe it was frustrating from both sides, especially if you were a very mature teen like I was with lots of sexual desires. I was into mature men and I knew they would fuck me given half the chance, but the law would have damaged his or even her reputation, even a prison sentence :(

I'm imagining the roles reversed, with you, Sienna, as the sexy teacher, with tight blouse and hair swept up in a bun, and me, the pupil, hiding my erection behind the desk, waiting for the moment you drop the chalk and bend over to get it in your slim black skirt ;)

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Yes, maybe it was frustrating from both sides, especially if you were a very mature teen like I was with lots of sexual desires. I was into mature men and I knew they would fuck me given half the chance, but the law would have damaged his or even her reputation, even a prison sentence :(

I know if I was a male teacher, it would probably be very hard with some students. I wouldn't act on it because of the legality, but I know there would have to be a student or two I would think about sticking my cock in. I like the idea of you being a teacher instead. :D As a typical boy, I had a few teachers that I would have loved to have a few encounters with. Most of my teachers were either average or not good looking anyway.
 
I'm imagining the roles reversed, with you, Sienna, as the sexy teacher, with tight blouse and hair swept up in a bun, and me, the pupil, hiding my erection behind the desk, waiting for the moment you drop the chalk and bend over to get it in your slim black skirt ;)
:D Somehow I don't think that would be that easy. If I was the teacher I would be extremely shocked and besides I would be improperly dressed for work around young men. I would have a quiet word with you to test if you had sexual desires about me. If I fancied you and obviously you me it would have to be a sworn secret, taking it stage by stage to see if we could go further under that hood of furtiveness. I would test your knowledge of the female body, my body, first of all.
I have known such young men to run away given chances. Offering hand jobs for fun and seeing them decline at the last moment with that erection turn into a floppy weener. When I was in high school I would let them finger my yOni and familiarise themselves with the essence of woman and that included other girls, my essence, most of us being exactly alike, apart from those skanky bitches whom needed to be met with good hygiene :) Your story must be realistic even though it is fantasy
:p
 
:D Somehow I don't think that would be that easy. If I was the teacher I would be extremely shocked and besides I would be improperly dressed for work around young men. I would have a quiet word with you to test if you had sexual desires about me. If I fancied you and obviously you me it would have to be a sworn secret, taking it stage by stage to see if we could go further under that hood of furtiveness. I would test your knowledge of the female body, my body, first of all.
I have known such young men to run away given chances. Offering hand jobs for fun and seeing them decline at the last moment with that erection turn into a floppy weener. When I was in high school I would let them finger my yOni and familiarise themselves with the essence of woman and that included other girls, my essence, most of us being exactly alike, apart from those skanky bitches whom needed to be met with good hygiene :) Your story must be realistic even though it is fantasy
:p

Oh, Miss, I'd have so much fun with you. I know the exploration of our mutual desires would be beneficial to us both! ;)

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:D Somehow I don't think that would be that easy. If I was the teacher I would be extremely shocked and besides I would be improperly dressed for work around young men. I would have a quiet word with you to test if you had sexual desires about me. If I fancied you and obviously you me it would have to be a sworn secret, taking it stage by stage to see if we could go further under that hood of furtiveness. I would test your knowledge of the female body, my body, first of all.
I have known such young men to run away given chances. Offering hand jobs for fun and seeing them decline at the last moment with that erection turn into a floppy weener. When I was in high school I would let them finger my yOni and familiarise themselves with the essence of woman and that included other girls, my essence, most of us being exactly alike, apart from those skanky bitches whom needed to be met with good hygiene :) Your story must be realistic even though it is fantasy
:p

My teachers never looked like you. If they did, I might still be there.
 
As I eased my pounding cock into the hot dampness of my girlfriend's yOni, my phone pinged.

"Let me see," she breathed, gasping as my cock filled her. "Is it her?"

Despite my misgivings, I felt the time had been right to tell her that her 22-year-old daughter had been sexting me frequently. That discussion had led us to here, fucking in her daughter's bed while she was away at university. My head was spinning.

I picked up my phone and unlocked it. Indeed, the message was a picture of her pert, bare breasts, squeezed together, nipples erect. It read "Thinking about me?", and my cock pounded inside her mother as I turned the screen towards her.

"Mmmm, nice," she hissed, heaving her hips up at me. "Show me the others."

I scrolled to the secret folder where I'd stored all the images of her filthy daughter, and we looked at them together, my fucking getting faster as her daughter's naked body flashed before her eyes. I couldn't bear it, my cock leaping and jerking sooner than I wanted, quickly ready to unload inside my pervy girlfriend.

Just as I scrolled to my favourite image, of her daughter's tits pressed against some other girl's, we both came, in loud, gushing liquidity, over and over again, and my new life started...

I had to get them together.
 
COVID Crush

After asking the list of questions, the pretty paramedic came close to me, her eyes glittering above her mask. I love this part, where she leans in to take my temperature.

I picture her unzipping her green uniform, revealing her swelling breasts squeezed into an indecently lacy bra, then sliding the material down her narrow waist and wriggling it past her wide hips.

I get hard so very quickly, and she lifts the mask from her face to reveal her lips, already moistened by her tongue flickering subconsciously across it as she stares down at the lump in my jeans.

She kneels before me, my gaze full of her cleavage and those gorgeous eyes, and she reaches for my zip...
 
Ibiza Nights

The noises she was making as my friend fucked her drove me wild… I barely touched my cock, unable to take any more than the gentlest stimulation as she stared straight into my eyes, her round tits bouncing as he pounded into her.

“You next,” she grunted, wriggling her hips, making my mate groan at the sensation, his cock surely ready to unload inside her.

The memories of our boozy flirtation made me want her even more, the heat of the Ibiza night making her smooth, brown skin glisten with a sheen of sweat. His thrusts were getting shallow and ragged, and she urged him on with little squeals and gasps.

“Get ready to fuck me,” she told me, her eyes heavy-lidded with lust, watching my cock twitching and oozing pre-cum. My mate started to grunt, and she pushed him off. “On my tits,” she commanded, squeezing them together for him. He shuffled up the bed, his cock painfully close to eruption, the wet tip mushing against her stiff nipples.

Suddenly, he spurted thick globs of cum across her tits, stray squirts hitting her throat as she moaned and urged him on. Pushing him away, she turned her attention to me, beckoning me closer. She grasped my cock, making me shudder, and rubbed it in the cummy mess on her breasts. It was such a filthy sight, my pulsing cock smearing my friend’s warm cum across her soft skin… I almost came there and then looking at the sticky mess she was making of us both.

She kissed the spunk-covered tip before pushing me down, my cock scraping along her flat tummy. “Inside,” she ordered. “Now.”
 
Orgasm Tourettes

We'd been playing around watching clips on PornHub for several minutes now, her arousal ramping up faster and faster. I hovered above her, letting her have the phone screen, watching her reactions as the onscreen threesome played out. She kept giving little yelps and gasps as she watched, and I swear I could feel the heat of her pussy on my cock even before I touched her.

She was so irreversibly turned on that the journey of my stiff cock inside was like nothing I'd ever felt before, a long, heated liquid slide that took my breath away. She didn't take her eyes off the porn as I started to fuck her, the look on her face driving me wild with lust. The noises from the phone started to get drowned out by her moans, and I moved faster inside her.

Within moments, she was shuddering, her cute freckled nose wrinkled up as she got closer. Without warning, she raced into orgasm... "fuck... fuck... big cock... cum... cunty cunt... ffffuuuuckkk," she swore, the filthy words sounding so hot coming from her open mouth...
 
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deft!! Your writing skill is improving and along with the choice of movie :) Well done :kiss:

Thank you, my darling... I intend to write a fantasy about you, and I want it to be a good one! ;)

:kiss:
 
The pulling force against my chest made my seat belt dig into my chest even more as I slammed both of my feet on the breaks. It was the first time ever that I had experienced whiplash, and in a way I was thankful it was me and not the others involved. They were drunk and driving without a licence and suitable restraint . Wiplash is not easy to experience. Within minutes you are transferred into an immobile wreck, depending upon how you react. My rapid heart beating told me that I was in panic mode shock, but after a while and making the most of what what a friend could offer and that I needed some more kind of help and I needed an ambulance to treat my own situation as well as the close on shave stop to those other three guys speeding along GolF Links Road. Strange how whiplash can be temporarily irreversible for just a few hours.

I met the same three men further on, way back through Westward Oh! Tesco Express. It was at that point I fainted, full ambulance along with triage report. On and taken to; North Devonshire District Hospital.

I have given permission to Tony, my sisters and any of the other three men to give triage statements at any time to anyone at any time. All that I know is I must rest a while whilst my spine is checked for damages ??
 
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