The Sex Lives of KinkyMira and Friends

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Rebecca With The Smell Of Sex

20 February 2023 /

It is quite hard to concentrate on role-playing when there is a strong smell of sex coming from the woman next to you, especially as you were responsible for it. Nobody said a word whilst she was in there, but there were some comments as to how they wished they’d done that to her after she changed rooms. My now husband just sat there smugly.

During the second day, there wasn’t really much chance for a sex break. They popped to get lunch, during which she told him it felt like she was oozing into her panties, and he’d have to sort the mess out later. She knew he would.

The hours flew by as the game got more intense and everyone convened in the largest room about 6 hours from the end for the Acme products fight. It was hilarious and everyone had a great time.

And all too soon, it was over. Next game would be the start of next term. Rebecca nodded to him across the crowded room, and she slipped out of it. He followed about a minute later and found her waiting round the corner for him. Her first words to him were “Are you going to do something about the mess in my panties?” Absolutely he would, but possibly not what she was thinking. Not yet anyway.

When they got back to her room, he stripped her again, apart from her panties and sat her on the bed. He held his cock towards her mouth and told her to get him hard again. She started running her tongue up and down the full length of the underside of his shaft, occasionally flicking her tongue over his glans. When he started to get hard, she added sliding his whole cock into her mouth into the mix, and she knew he was getting close.

But immediately after the first twitch that signified to her that he was about to cum, he pulled his cock away from her, stooped down, pulled the front of her panties away from her body and put the end of his cock into the void, before pumping his cum in between her panties and her cunt. Once he finished, he placed her panties back in place, patted the front of her panties to make the new cum ooze round her cunt, and asked if she wanted to get dinner.

It wasn’t quite the “doing something about the mess in my panties” she was expecting, but it did make her feel sexy as hell, and he assured her that dessert for him would be the contents of her panties. She was having cake.

But first, there was the period of having her panties filled in a cummy, juicy mess, and as a consequence, she smelt of sex again, the first lot having waned over the hours. They went out to be fed and watered, the smell of sex absolutely surrounding Rebecca. She loved it.

When they returned to her room, he stripped her again, this time peeling her panties off her before sitting her on the edge of the bed. The fabric of her panties was covered with a juicy cummy mixture, and he took the panties and wiped the worst of the mixture onto the tops of her tits, leaving a glistening layer across them. He took her panties back down and started wiping the cummy mess off her cunt, before lifting up her right tit and wiping the mess onto the underside of her tit and right into the crack. He repeated this for her left tit, and then stuffed her panties in his pocket. When he looked at her face, he saw curiosity and naughtiness, so he knew he was fine to carry on.

Then he dropped to his knees and placed his mouth towards the cummy mess that was her cunt, very fastidiously and methodically clearing the remaining mess. He left her clit to last, and she was already rather turned on the licking, so when he started flicking his tongue round her clit, she knew she was cumming again and couldn’t stop it (not that she wanted to). He quickened his tongue round her clit, and he felt her body start to tense and her cries heighten. A few more quick flicks with his tongue and she was cumming again, a few more flicks kept her orgasm going, and then after she stopped cumming, he very gently licked her cunt clean again.

He declared her cunt as all clear and clean and sat back to admire her in this very sexy pose. She told him that her orgasm was made stronger by the strong smell of sex emanating from her tits, and she reminded him that he needed to lick them clean too.

“All in good time” he told her, and he offered her a hand to get up. He then turned her round and bent her over her desk, her cummy tits squashed into the desk as she leant over it. He moved her legs slightly apart and rubbed his glans against her folds until he was hard again. He thinks she thought he was teasing her, as she started to beg for his cock, but he wasn’t quite hard enough yet. Her begging though did help to get his cock hard again, especially as her begging got more frantic.

Soon enough, his cock was hard enough, and so he began to put her out of her misery and started to nudge his glans in between her lips, nudging slowly and steadily into her cunt. He was in all the way, when he put his hands onto the front of her thighs and slowly began to draw his cock back and then forth, pulling on her thighs to ensure a good depth and power for the in-stroke.

He increased the rhythm of his strokes and increased the power with which he slammed into her. He felt his cock growing even harder and bending up slightly, meaning his glans was sliding along the bottom of her tunnel. Her language was getting more lewd, making it even harder for him to hold off, and yet he wanted her to cum too.

He moved his hand across from her thigh to her clit and started to play with it. Her voice went up in tone a notch and her language was really explicit about what she wanted. But all too soon, she was unable to speak, as she was barely able to catch her breath, and then, he felt her start to cum. After a couple more strokes to keep her orgasm going, he stopped and sprayed more cum into her well-used cunt.

She collapsed over the table in exhaustion, and he lifted her up and took her to her bed. He put her in it and started covering her over, when she said that he wasn’t leaving her that night, as in the morning, he’d need to lick the cum from on the top of and under her tits. So, he got into bed with her and spooned her as they went to sleep, his hand firmly grabbing on to one of her cummy tits as they lay there.

As he drifted off, he hoped this would become a regular occurrence, as he loved fucking his sassy American lover.

Rebecca With The Greedy Cunt

12 February 2023 /

They played Toon for another five hours, and it was heading into the late evening. Most of the hardcore gamers were settling in for the night, but my husband was determined to fill Rebecca’s cunt. He passed her a note (whilst they were still playing) that asked, “Have you recovered enough?” and the reply came back simply as “Yes”.

Rebecca’s character and his were walking on a promontory high above a cliff, and his character stumbled, and started falling off the promontory. He reached out and grabbed for Rebecca’s character, which he succeeded in grabbing (the dice were kind to him), and the two off them fell off the promontory and into a different GM room.

At this time of night, people disappearing for a few hours was not unusual, so my husband and Rebecca walked up the stairs back to her room, my husband telling her how hard she was going to get fucked and how hard she was going to cum. Sassy as ever, she demanded less talk and more action, and said his cock would have to live up to his mouth.

The sexual tension between them went from slight to mega over the course of a flight of stairs. She touched his enclothed cock as they neared her room and licked her lips as it was delightfully hard.

As they slammed the door to her room, he was already pulling her top off. This was no time for delay, and she took off the bright red “fuck me” bra and hurled it across the room. He unbuttoned her trousers and slid them over her ass, her quickly following with her panties.

Then naked, she took his shirt off, and undid his belt and dropped his trousers, gasping out loud at the sight of him in a well-fitting black male thong. He turned round for her to see his ass in it (which does look very cute in a well-fitting thong), and he slid that down and stepped out of it.

He slightly picked her up and placed her on the bed, climbing on himself and nudging her legs apart. As he lent forward and started kissing her, his cock started rubbing and nudging against her cunt.

His cock was so hard, and her cunt was so slick that gently nudging turned in no time into a hands-free entry, and in a matter of moments, he was having slow deliberate long thrusts that made her slightly rear up as he drove in.

It felt good. Her cunt was clearly very slick, indicating just how excited she really was. His cock was growing ever so slightly with each thrust, and his hardness intensified with each squeeze of his cock with her cunt. Whilst continuing his rhythm, he alternated between her nipples and her mouth, licking her nipples and tonguily kissing her. Her breathing started to quicken as he kept up this relentless rhythm. No need to rush, this poor girl was going nowhere and building towards an orgasm completely in his control. Her face flushed and she sounded like she was struggling to breathe, and at that point, he accelerated his strokes, slamming into her cunt as far as he could on every stroke. He felt her tense up, as she locked her legs round his back, stopping him moving as she clearly convulsed and shook a number of times in orgasmic beauty. After what seemed like ages, but was probably less than a minute, she unlocked her legs and told him to cum in her, something it did not take him long to achieve; all it took was a minute of fucking, combined with her squeezing his cock with her cunt muscles.

After he had liberally sprayed the inside of her cunt with his thick white cum, he leant down and kissed her heartily and with tongues, whilst his spent cock shrank and slowly slipped out of her cunt.

As he lifted his weight off her, she rolled to one side and asked him to spoon her, which he was happy to do. He snuggled behind her, with his cock sitting in her ass crack, and his arms over her waist holding her close, clasping her lowest tit with his hand.

It wasn’t long before he realised that she was sound asleep, and as he was fighting to stay awake, he was soon able to follow.

They awoke with a start as Rebecca’s alarm went off. She slammed the top of it to silence it, and looked over her shoulder at him, smiling. She told him that was the best way to fall to sleep, and who was he to disagree?

He nibbled at her ear and asked her if she wanted to start the day with a gentle fuck, and she admitted that would be lovely. So, he rolled her over, she opened her legs and she played with his cock until it was hard (only took a very short time), and then he slipped into her cunt. She whispered in her ear that she didn’t want to cum, but she did want a slow fuck, to feel him hard inside her cunt and to feel his spasming and filling her cunt with his cum. She told him to focus on himself and to use her body for his pleasure.

That wasn’t something he was used to (still isn’t), but as he focussed on the strokes, he could feel her body moving under him. He knew she was enjoying herself, and that gave him the confidence to focus on his own pleasure, and that meant keeping his cock moving in her cunt for as long as possible and that meant fighting to stop himself cumming. Rebecca was squeezing his cock over and over with her cunt muscles, which was making it very hard for him to stop cumming. She clearly knew what he was trying to do, and the smirk on her face showed she was enjoying watching and feeling his struggle.

She was quite impressed at his stamina, but his cock was growing with each squeeze, and she knew she was going to have him cumming soon. She loved the look of discomfort and concentration on his face, as he focussed everything he had on not cumming.

And then she felt the first signs of a twitch, and she knew she had him. The look of concentration disappeared in an instant as his cum started spewing into her cunt again. She kept squeezing his cock to milk every last drop of cum, until his cock rapidly shrank and slipped out of her cunt.

He lent over and kissed her, and she told him they needed to get back to the game. He climbed off and they started to get dressed, only being interrupted because he decided he wanted to kiss her nipples before she put them away.

As they were walking down the corridor towards the game rooms, she told him she smelt of sex. Very strongly. He looked smug, but she didn’t seem particularly inclined to do anything about it. Let’s face it, strongly smelling of sex in a room full of gamers and knowing some of them will likely be getting turned on by it is good for the self-esteem, and she wasn’t ashamed of getting fucked, and she didn’t care who knew it.

Rebecca With The Gravity Defying Tits

4 February 2023 /

It was the end of a long sexless summer for my now husband just before the start of his third year, and when he got back to university, he was gagging for it. Val had left uni, and Debbie was on her overseas year, so he knew he’d have to find someone else to fuck.

But the first day back wasn’t that day. On the first day back, he always played a 36-hour role-playing game called Toon, with multiple rooms, multiple GMs and lots and lots of laughs. Everyone played cartoon characters, and the game inevitably ended up as an Acme products fight.

About 2 hours after they started, Rebecca walked into the room he was playing in. He remembered Rebecca from the previous year. A sassy American, with a big voice and an even bigger cleavage, who he got on well with. But the sight of her barely constrained tits brought on a stirring in his cock.

But he was in the middle of a battle, and those thoughts quickly subsided. She was good at Toon, just like he was, and their paths crossed a number of times over the next six hours, until their characters both fell off a cliff, at which point they left to change room to another GM. When they went into the next room, they would land at 90 degrees from the previous character who landed there and leave a little half inch indentation in the ground where they did so.

But the Toon playing convention was that if you were outside a room, you could take a break. My husband suggested they should grab some food, and Rebecca agreed. They grabbed some burgers from the on-campus takeaway and Rebecca suggested they went back to her room, where they ate and chatted. Rebecca was easy company.

They had just decided to go back to the game, when Rebecca said she wanted to change her top, as she just pulled at the waistband of her top and pulled it up over her head.

He was sitting on her bed and his eyes were glued to her heaving tits, barely constrained within a bright red see-through bra. As Rebecca threw the top away, she went to start to move towards her wardrobe, but stopped and looked at him, commenting how “There is a man with lust in his eyes.” He nodded agreement but his eyes didn’t leave her tits. She put her hand up behind her back and unclipped the clasp, then she slid the bra down off her shoulders and pulled the cups simultaneously off each tit.

He simply said one word “Better” and took her hands and pulled her towards him. He was in awe of how such large tits could defy gravity and be up with no support (being 20 was a large part of it), and he gently pulled her towards him, kissing each of her nipples in turn. He noted she was slightly turning her body, seemingly to ease his access to her nipples, and that was all the encouragement he needed. He initially focussed on her left tit, bringing his hand up to cup it, gently squeeze it and bring it to his lips. He put his left arm round her waist to hold her in place, as he worked his tongue across and around her nipple. Her nipple was clearly growing as he rolled it in his tongue, and she started to make purring noises.

He moved his left hand from behind her waist to her right tit, and brought it to his mouth, her left tit now firmly held and squeezed in his right hand. He tried to be fair to each nipple and use his tongue in a similar way. He did keep tweaking at her left nipple though, to keep it erect whilst he was licking her right.

When he let go of her nipples, he leant back to admire his handywork that she was proudly showing off. He put his hand down to the button on her trousers, but before he could undo it, she put her hand over the top of his and held them.

He looked up past her tits into her excited eyes, and she purred that they didn’t have time to fuck, but she’d like him to lick and suck at her clit just like he licked and sucked at her nipples. He nodded agreement, and she pushed his hands away and undid the button on her trousers. She turned round, bent over slightly and slipped her trousers over her ass and let them fall gently to the floor. She was wearing the tiniest thong with barely any fabric between her cheeks.

He put his hands to either side of the waistband of the tiny panties and slipped them over her ass too. She stepped out of the clothes and turned round, showing her perfectly manicured pubes to him for the first time. She had a small patch of pubes high above her clit, but everything from her clit down was bare. He put his hands on her ass cheeks, and pulled her towards him, his tongue working through her folds until he came to her clit. Each time his tongue passed over her sensitive clit, she made a load moan, and her clit was getting harder with each pass over it with his rough tongue.

He took his right hand off her ass cheek and started nudging the end of his fingers against her folds. He used his left hand to keep her waist from moving, and he started roughly fucking her sopping cunt with his fingers whilst roughly licking at her clit with his tongue. He felt her hands behind his head pushing it into her clit, and he just kept going, hoping his tongue wouldn’t let him down by giving out before she came.

He needn’t have worried. She cried out hard, her body got more rigid, and his left hand grabbed her to hold her weight when her legs began to give way. She came really hard and covered his face and hand in her cum. His fingers kept working her cunt, dragging every last second of orgasm out of it. She sat down next to him and snuggled up, pushing her naked tits into his still clothed torso. She took his cum drenched hand and slowly licked her cum of each finger and his palm, and then she leaned up and started licking the cum off his face. She clearly liked the taste of her own juices, and slowly and methodically cleaned up his face.

Then, once he was clear of cum, she started kissing him, very passionately, her tongue and his jousting for position, her tongue exploring every millimetre of his mouth. Once their kiss broke, she told him it was the best orgasm she’d had in ages, and she said she wanted a fuck later. She just needed time to recover.

He stroked her hair as he told her his cock would be ready and he would absolutely be fucking her brains out later in the day. He didn’t quite know where this display of bravado came from, but she smirked and told him his cock would have to live up to his mouth. He was confident it would. So was she: anyone who had a tongue that good and could make her cum that quickly was certain to be a good fuck, and it was clear how much he loved her gravity defying tits, or as she called them, her cock hardeners.

But they had to make themselves presentable and return to the game before they were missed. That fuck would have to wait. There was a game to play first.

All Steamed Up

21 January 2023 /

One of the great things about my husband and me both working from home is that when I get horny, I can get a quick lunchtime servicing, a fuck that deals with my horniness, and once I tidy myself up, no one at work is any the wiser (although occasionally, I do shift in my seat in a video conference because his cum is sliding out of my cunt!)

But the downside is that when one of us isn’t there, not being able to get a lunchtime fuck can be very frustrating.

There was one such day a few days ago, when in the latter part of the morning, my horniness was ramping up. I had spent the whole morning on the phone to morons when what I really needed was his cock to deal with my horniness. Come lunchtime, and I started masturbating with my fingers, but soon got frustrated. It wasn’t doing it: what I craved was his cock!

But given that he wasn’t there and wasn’t going to be for some hours, I lubed up a dildo (as I knew I wasn’t slick enough yet to just take it), inserted that and started finger masturbating again. That didn’t last long. Even with a frantic wank, that was nowhere near enough, and my lunchtime was running out.

How the fuck was I going to last all afternoon, when my wanking didn’t cut the mustard? I was at explode levels of horny, but I was going to have to get back to work and start having video conferences.

About five minutes before I was due back, I got a message from him. He was having deep fried haggis apparently. Didn’t help. He said he wasn’t going to be back until about six. That was hours away!

Hoping to dampen my horniness, I put a butt plug in. My largest “comfortable” butt plug – ie the largest one I can wear for hours, whether that be outside or in a work context. It made it worse. My cunt was aching to be filled, my whole body needing an orgasm to calm it down.

I had every intention of breaking out the vicious wand when my workday had finished, but I got a text from my husband to say he’d be back just after I finished work and he hoped I was still horny. I was and decided to leave the wand alone and wait for him.

I did wank with my fingers a bit (but nowhere near an orgasm), and obviously, I had my butt plug in for a few hours whilst I was working, so all in all, I had got myself all steamed up for most of the day.

I ended up jumping him as soon as he came in. I was beyond pleasantries. Just a simple “Fuck me bitch” came out of my mouth.

He guided me backwards until we got to the dining table, and he pushed me back onto it so that I was lying on it. He lifted my legs, so they were vertical and then stood behind me (in the Mermaid position). Then, he removed my butt plug, quickly relubed my asshole and lubed his cock and then inserted his cock all the way in.

Whaaaat! I was about to get annoyed at him leaving my cunt unfilled, but it felt soooooo gooooood. His cock was fairly hard but ramming in and out of the asshole of a slut on heat got it fully hard in no time. In fact, he got so hard that it was almost too much for my asshole to take. But he slowed down a little to give it a chance to catch up, and eventually it did, and took his enormous cock all the way with every stroke. He held on to the front of my thighs to make sure I didn’t move across the table and got the full effect of every thrust. He was still not going anywhere near my cunt though.

I felt my orgasm nearly ready to break and as I came, as my whole body went stiff and shuddered, my cunt was pulsing to orgasm against something and there was nothing there. My cunt was still empty.

And even though I had cum, and cum hard, I was still frustrated. After my shudders subsided, he began fucking my asshole again. Within a couple of strokes, he was at peak hardness, and I realised that I was a very long way from cumming again, and my asshole would take a pounding. I knew there was no point pleading to have my cunt filled, because he’d just prolong my cunt’s torture. Equally though, I knew he’d fill it in the end, so I just had to take the long anal fuck I was getting.

I closed my eyes, trying to calm down (and I think the first orgasm did have an effect). I loved his long anal sessions, and in laying back and almost meditating, it almost felt like a massage from the inside. It was relaxing, it was calming, it was medicinal. He slowed down a little to reflect the new tone of the fuck and he kept my asshole and his cock all lubed up, so despite being a long time in there, it was all comfortable and sexy.

As I felt another orgasm start to build, he realised his build-up would take so long that he would be one and done. So, he pulled out of my asshole, jammed my butt plug back in, had a quick wipe of his cock to clean it off, slightly adjusted my position and then plunged his cock into my gaping aching cunt. At last, my cunt had what it was craving. A massive hard cock that I thought wasn’t about to last long, and I was hoping he’d judged it correctly. I would have been very pouty and frustrated if he had entered my cunt long enough to cum himself but left me unfulfilled. I need not have worried: he knew exactly what he was doing.

His cock was rubbing on the top of my cunt, that rub that I knew would make me cum hard, that rub that just felt amazing and that rub that no other man had ever got consistently right for me. And over the next few minutes, he slowly and patiently fucked me, slowly building that final orgasm, getting me near but nowhere near over the line. I was impressed at his stamina, given he hadn’t yet cum himself, and yet, with love in his eyes, he built me towards my final orgasm. And I was ecstatic because my cunt was filled, as I needed it to be.

I felt him grip a little harder onto the front of my thighs and I felt him slow down a touch. He was struggling to keep himself from cumming. I was so near. I put my hands to my tits and started squashing them together and pulling at my nipples. I was so so close. I started arching my back as I was twisting my nipples and he felt me stiffen as I started screaming and shuddering. In amongst all that, I felt his cock get just that little bit bigger and then I felt the tell-tale throbbing as he spurted a whole load of cum in me. He looked spent.

I was still fairly stiff and cumming as I tried to milk the last bits of cum from his cock with my cunt muscles. As my orgasm subsided, I felt his cock shrink so quickly and slip out of my now very lubricated cunt. As he smiled at me and clearly had gone soppy after his adrenaline rush, he asked how my day was now. Just perfect.

I’m So Hor-neeeeeeeee (Part Two)

12 January 2023 /

My constant horniness and my drive for orgasms brought on by his cock had turned me into a bit of needy sex slut in those first few weeks of our relationship. Luckily, my husband never tired of fucking, and the more I had, the more I wanted, especially outside the bed, which was a world I was really only starting to appreciate at this point.

One evening a few weeks into our relationship whilst we were cuddling on the sofa after a bent over the sofa arm fuck, he asked whether I had been fucked in every room in the house. (It was my place from before we got together). I admitted I hadn’t, and he said he thought we needed to put that right. I would have never been interested in such an idea before (I was more of a comfort kind of girl back then), and yet I found that I really wanted to do it.

So, during the course of the first few months, we did fuck in every room, firstly fairly randomly, latterly with a little more purpose to fill in the gaps. Then, I suggested we go round again this time doing anal (as we were fairly well practised by then) and during the second year, we added pegging too, as by then he was well used to being pegged and I was enjoying training his ass to take larger dildos.

During that time, the lounge was the most fucked in room; that sofa was thoroughly misused, with various sitting positions, being bent over the arms or seats and kneeling on the seat leaning on the back of the sofa to allow him access from behind. We could also almost lie out flat across the sofa, so he could give me anal and cuddle down behind me whilst he was doing it.

An early favourite location was at the bottom of the stairs; I stood one step up and bent at the waist and lay my lower arms flat on a stair. The effect was to make my ass the highest part of me and to really open out my cunt for viewing. I got excited, even then, by the exposure and the vulnerability. He still loves this position and a step lower for my feet works well for anal too. The rawness of this position really emboldened us to find interesting ways to fuck, not just on a rug on the floor in a given room.

And some rooms weren’t easy to fuck in. In the (really quite small) bathroom, we found a small piece of wall where Lazy Man was a viable position. We also found we could do Reverse Cowgirl with me sitting on him sitting on the toilet – a much repeated favourite.

The second bedroom was so full of stuff that standing up was the only option, and it was my first experience of being fucked up against a wall. It was also my first experience of my legs giving way after an orgasm and ending up being wedged up against the wall hanging on a cock. This position is even better in anal, as me being pressed against a hard surface means he gets real drive and power.

The final place inside that house that we ticked off was the kitchen. I know it is rather unhygienic to fuck in the kitchen, and I took a lot of persuasion to do it, but I enjoyed this enormously. Our favourite was bent over the sink, and I got fucked this way every couple of weeks. We also fucked against the washing machine, bent over the cooker (when it wasn’t on, of course), bent over the work surface, and on the floor. Anal in particular is unhygienic, so he really enjoyed nailing my ass in the kitchen. There is something incredibly dirty about being anally fucked in a kitchen, followed by cooking a meal in there shortly afterwards. I know it is wrong, but I just love it.

He initiated the idea of fucking in every room in that house, and that just morphed into something bigger. We’ve fucked in every bed we’ve ever slept in, every car we’ve had, every room we’ve stayed in and every room in every house we’ve lived in.

But there were two more places on that first property he had suggested, and it did take me a while to dare to try. We had a back garden and a shed, and he thought we should fuck in them. (There was no front garden – the door opened straight onto the street). I hadn’t fucked outside since university, and the garden was rather overlooked, so it would be a risky business. The breakthrough came one weekend when we’d been clearing out the shed. I couldn’t get the idea out of my mind (and we were on the verge of moving out, and my mind had come to the conclusion that I would regret not fucking in those two places, so I decided not to put panties on and when the shed was mostly clear, I bent over the workbench, slipped my skirt up over my ass cheeks and he got the message. The shed window had a net curtain, and I was facing the window, and given there was no light in the shed, I doubt anyone could see us, but it felt quite risky anyway. Over the course of the next week, we did anal and pegging in there too.

So, there was outside left. We had a gazebo with sides in the garden, so we fucked in there first. This was quite difficult, as it is hard for me to stay quiet when fucking, but we seemed to get away with it, by fucking late at night (as it was the summer). We did all three types in there, and cunt quite a lot more.

We finally began fucking outside properly when we got back home one night about 3am. I wanted a fuck and when we looked outside, it was pretty black. So, we stripped off and he fucked me in the middle of the lawn. It was amazing feeling the wind blowing over me. We only had two weeks before we moved house, so we did a couple more 3am encounters to do the anal and pegging, and our task was complete. In later times, we realised this was our first real sexual challenge, and I’m glad we did complete it. Each time we move, one of the first things he does in our new kitchen was to put a table on the wall with tick boxes for this challenge.

Since then, we’ve fucked in every shed, every garage (both inside and outside the car) and every garden (including front ones and communal ones). We’ve even fucked on the communal stairs and private balconies in the block of flats we’ve lived in and we’ve fucked a number of times late at night in our storage units.

We’ve never missed an opportunity, and the weight of all that history makes us determined to not miss one in the future.

And all that weight of history, all those amazing memories of fucks, all those taboo places and acts ticked off just make me want to wank myself silly. No wonder I’m always horny. Sometimes, even a good hard orgasm from my fingers isn’t enough to douse the horniness for long, and I have to go again and again, until my fingers can take no more. This has the feeling of being one of those times.

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