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I Like It Rough

Posted 2 days ago by Diana

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I suppose there is a time and place for soft and gentle, but I prefer it rough. I want to feel it in my body days after we’ve fucked. Pound the fuck out of me. That’s how I want it.

When I’m on my hands and knees, doggy style, you can smack my ass as hard as you want. Leave handprints all over my perfect round peach.

Grip my hips and pull me roughly into your body. Use my pussy for your cock’s pleasure, hard and fast. Jackhammer my hole to make your prick feel good.

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As I glanced over at him, his gaze transfixed, I couldn’t help but smirk. I had been preparing for this moment—my secret plan to hypnotize him into becoming my sissy maid. The atmosphere crackled with anticipation as I quietly spoke the words that would send him into a blissful trance.

“Just relax… let everything else fade away,” I whispered, our eyes locked. The corners of my mouth twitched in mischief as I watched him let go, surrendering to my commands. It was time to indulge in a little fun, to explore this tantalizing dynamic between us.

With a gentle snap of my fingers, the room transformed. I brought out the cutest little maid outfit I had picked out just for him—tiny, frilly, and oh-so-revealing. I held it up, the fabric shimmering in the dim light, and he smiled obediently, blissfully unaware of just how flirty this was about to get.

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My new neighbors are a very sweet couple that moved in a couple of months ago. They are always very friendly and invited me over for dinner last weekend. I was very appreciative and excited to get to know them better. They told me that they were going to make lasagna. I knew that they were really into wine. So I decided to get them a bottle of a really good Italian red. And I always love giving lucky bamboo, especially when it’s a new home.

When I arrived, they welcomed me in. Their home was exquisite and inviting. They poured me a glass of wine and opened the bottle I brought for after dinner. We talked and had an amazing dinner. Afterwards they asked if I’d like to take a dip in the hot tub. I told them I hadn’t brought a suit. They giggled and told me that they never wear bathing suits. It sounded like fun, so I agreed.

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Sharing Can Be Fun

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Have you ever eaten your cum? Have you ever considered it? Maybe you’d be willing to share it with me? Sharing can be fun! I have to be honest; it turns me on thinking about snowballing your load after I’ve sucked it from your cock. I know, I know. Many guys say that’s gross, and they wouldn’t ever, but …for me?

Picture it, okay? I’m on my knees, between your legs, slowly working my plump lips up and down your shaft. My tongue is washing back and forth along the underside of your cock as I draw you closer and closer to orgasm. My honey-brown eyes blink up at you, and you all see desire and desperation. You know I want nothing more than for you to cum in my mouth. The tightening grip of my hand working your base, pumping you between my lips, only confirms it.

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So for all of you that know me I am a dominant woman through and through. I love the idea of mentally and physically dominating a man or woman to the point of breaking them and then moving on to my next prey. However there was this one time where things did not go according to plan…

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I just can’t get the idea of three cocks filling every single one of my wet and ready holes out of my head!  It’s a reoccurring fantasy. I want to be completely full of dick. Stretched and filled. Cumming over and over again.

Of course, I’d want to start by pleasuring each hard rod with my mouth. I want to feel each prick grow and throb in my mouth. It makes my clit throb,  knowing that I’m responsible for making them grow and pulse. My hungry little mouth is just the appetizer.

While I continue to work two cocks with my mouth and hands, it’s time for a rod to explore another hole on our way to the trifecta! I bend over, still gobbling the other two orally and eagerly anticipate that exquisite feeling of a hard cock sliding into my wet and waiting pussy.

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The night at the art gallery turned into a night I’ll never forget. I was excited to see my friend’s exhibit but hadn’t anticipated meeting the owner of the building, and the series of events that followed.

The elevator opened, and I stood in awe of his top floor penthouse. The two story walls were wrapped in floor to ceiling windows. He assured me that although we could see out, no one could see in. I was admiring the view when I felt his hand reach into the slit of my dress and across my thigh. He reached up with the other hand and swept my hair to the side to expose my neck and shoulder. His lips grazed my neck and the heat of his breath sent shivers down my spine and quivers through my pussy. He lightly bites my ear as I feel his hand reach between my legs and his finger slide under my thong. I hear him moan into my ear, and press his hard cock against my lower back when he feels how wet and ready my pussy is. He swings me around. Our eyes lock as I start to unbutton his pants.

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There is nothing like the thrill of public sex. Especially when it’s with a stranger! Recently, my girlfriends and I attended a yoga class held at a local park. I love stretching my body out in the sunshine like that, exposed to the world. And my ass and tits look amazing in the tiny yoga shorts and sports bra I’d chosen for the day.

My friends and I were laughing as we noticed some college guys loitering near our class. We could tell they were enjoying the views. Licking their lips and adjusting their dicks in their gym shorts. There was one younger guy that really caught my eye. Tall and fit, he could not take his eyes off of me.  I winked at him and he quickly looked away but I kept my gaze on him. I moved into downward facing *** pose and as I pushed my ass into the air I stared him down. When he caught my gaze again he didn’t look away. I could see how turned on he was getting watching me bend and stretch. And I could feel my panties getting wetter and wetter. Continue reading “Yoga Class Seduction” →

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I was waiting for you in the living room when you returned from another “Study group.” Your calendar has been so busy ever since school started back up. I pat the cushion beside me and ask you to have a seat. Then I lean in when you sit down and sniff the air near your shoulder and up along your neck.

“I know you haven’t been studying,” a scowl pulls at my face while looking you up and down. “This morning, I found your OF, and I know you’ve been slinging that cock of yours all over town.”

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The night at the art gallery had just gone from great to extraordinary when Brent walked through the door. Everyone seemed to know who he was, except me. But once our eyes locked, the evening was off to an exciting start. He made his way through the crowd, two flutes of bubbly in hand. We toast to my friend’s outstanding exhibit right as she appears to introduce us. He owns the gallery and the entire building. No wonder everyone knows him. We talk, mingle, and before we know it, hours have flown by. He asks me up to the rooftop for a nightcap. My friend had to get home so she wouldn’t be joining us.

The long elevator ride to the top was intense. We stood staring into each other’s eyes as the sexual tension between us rose with the elevator. It could only be broken by the opening of the door. My heart was racing. My pussy was so wet. And my clit was throbbing. This man turns me on like no one ever has, just by looking at me. When I look into his eyes, I feel like I’ve known him forever.

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