Excursion

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She messaged me the address to her office.

This was a surprise.

We’ve been chatting online for a few days and have really hit it off. I don’t normally fuck around with the whole online flirting thing. Too many secrets. Plus, I’m just better face to face.

But something about her drew me in fast. She is different. Genuine. Every text she sends me glows with sweetness. She disarmed me right away.

Yes, it helps that she’s incredibly incredibly stunning to look at. Literally. Heart-stopping, breath-holding, blood-rushing stunning.

And the address that I’m now pasting into my maps app is the ticket to making the fantasy real.

It’s not often in a guy’s life where the fantasy girl at the center of recently elevated levels of your arousal and repeated masturbatory sessions is suddenly texting you her address.

Yet here I am.

Driving.

The address text is made even more thrilling by one that comes after it.

“Oops. Forgot to mention that my boss and co-workers are all out of state. I’m the ‘unlucky’ girl that drew the short straw and has to watch the office. Alone.”

I almost drive off the road. Pretty sure my raging hard-on just shifted the steering wheel.

“Perhaps we can turn your luck around,” I texted back.

Fuck yes I’m texting and driving. Don’t judge me. A beautiful woman awaits. Being a rebel is called for.

I pull up to her building, go up the elevator to her floor and down the hall to her office. I’m actually fucking nervous. What has this girl done to me?

Before I walk in, I decide to text her first.

“I’m here. Just outside your office.”

A minute later I hear a voice behind me.

“Your not gonna fucking kill me are you? I’m gonna be super pissed if I just invited a serial killer to my office.”

I turn around and smile. Goddamn she’s even more striking in person. Her pics are always sexy, but seeing the whole package standing before you is another kind of arousal.

“Nah, killing’s not my thing,” I reply to her. “But I am gonna rob the shit out of you.”

She smiles.

I melt.

“What are you thinking about,” she asks.

“Kissing you.”

“But, Mr. Proper, we’ve only just met. That wouldn’t be very gentlemanly of you.”

“I’ll have you know, Miss B, that compared to the things you yourself have begged me to do to you, I think just wanting to kiss you is a valiant desire.”

“Then what the fuck are you wa–”

Before she can finish her sentence, I grab her by the waist and pull her to me forcefully. She gasps then smiles. I brush my nose against hers, smiling back, and then press my lips softly to hers.

Her eyes close as we twirl our lips around each other’s. No tongue, just our lips interlocking and dancing about.

For 3 minutes. 6 minutes. More. My lips are starting to tingle numb just from the sensation of kissing her for what feels like a taste of a wanted eternity. And I want more than a taste.

“Are you going to invite me in or should I just undress you in this hallway and have you right here in front of all these office gnomes.”

“I’m sure they’d all like to watch. They’re always staring.”

She’s talking about her DDD tits.

“I’d be staring too,” I tell her.

“But you haven’t even glanced at them once, yet. Don’t you like them?”

“I’m not even gonna answer that. A) you know I do. And B) I’ve been too busy staring into your eyes. It’s nice to see them, but even nicer to see the reflection of myself within them. And then there’s kissing you.”

We kiss again. More uncontrolled. Hands beginning to roam.

“C’mon. Follow me,” she says, eventually breaking away and leading me through a back door into her part of the office.
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It is very ungentlemanly of me but I have to. There’s no way I can take it slow. No way I can focus on every detail of her the way I want to while feeling this way.

The urge is too strong. It clouds everything else. This played differently in my head on the way here, but seeing her in person ignites a desire like no other.

That’s why I’m bending her over a desk.

That’s why I’m lifting her skirt and sliding her panties over.

That’s why my cock is out and at her entrance.

A kiss in the hall and no other foreplay. So unlike me. But then again, this girl has made me feel things I haven’t felt in forever.

So I shove it in.

No easing, no teasing, no savoring every slow inch as it pushes in.

I plunge it in. Fully and all at once.

Because I have to.

And she is WET AS FUCK.

Goddamn.

She wants it too as badly as I do.

Oh goddamn. Goddamn!!

This revelation escalates my desire even more. A passion reciprocated— the hottest fucking feeling.

Ten days ago, we’d never talked. Ten minutes ago I saw her for the first time. Ten seconds ago I wasn’t even inside of her. Now I couldn’t fuck her hard enough.

I’m pounding away at her like a madman. A man possessed with such a ridiculous want, that I’ve thrown all customs and ritual out the window and like an animal I’m fucking her ferociously.

Her pussy is as perfect as the rest of her. And to top it off, she’s orgasmic.

I hear her scream into the desk. I feel her clinch around my cock. I grab a fistful of her hair and fuck her even more.

I spin her over to her back. Shit is falling off the desk everywhere. She busts open her sweater, I shove the top of her dress down her shoulders revealing her bra.

Pink and barely containing her perfectly full breasts.

I fuck her harder still.

Her tits rock back and forth, quickly falling out of the bra.

Fuck her nipples are perfect. My fingers MUST have them and I circle them lightly before pinching her brilliant tips firmly as I plunge my dick in and out in full deep thrusts.

She’s cumming again and this time the sight of her gorgeous face in orgasmic knots is pushing me over the edge. Her sweet cum moans ring in my ear and invade my brain.

I welcome it, every sense of our fuck, every way I can experience her O consumes me and pushes me over the edge.

I scream her name and erupt.

Gushes of me pump inside of her.

No condom. No pulling out.

Just loads of my thick hot cum filling her up. She moans wildly as she feels it pumping inside her. I cum so goddamned hard that I’m dizzy, but I can’t stop. I want more of this spectacular woman.

Immediately I drop to my knees. I never even bothered to take her panties off and now they’re all soiled in my cum and her juices.

I slide her soaked knickers off of her and pin her hands underneath her as I dive into her delicious cum-filled sex. As I lick her deeply, I tie her hands together with her own soaked panties.

Slightly bound, fully clothed with her tits busting out and legs thrown over my shoulders, this goddess cums louder and harder than any woman I’ve ever heard as I lick and lick and lick her religiously. My thumb in her ass, my tongue artfully working her clitoris, I drain her in waves and waves of climax.

My beard is soaked in us.

The room is ringing with the sound of her.

She smells every bit as delightful as she tastes and I can’t stop staring at this masterpiece of sex and beauty before me.

My cock fully hard again, I must have her again.

I step over the desk debris that’s fallen to the floor and mount her head, dangling off the desktop.

She opens her mouth wantingly and slowly I feed her my throbbing beast, still coated in her delectable sex.

She moans into my piece.

I grab her mountainous tits firmly and pump her mouth in a slow calm rhythm.

I love feeling her mouth against me.

So loving.

So skilled.

Loving it every bit as much as me.

My climax hits me fast and I want to pull out and pay tribute to this living angel by spraying her in my desire, but I can’t pull out.

Her mouth.

Her kiss.

Feels so fucking right.

So I let her drain me, consume me and once again I’m draining my nut inside her.

And like a savory nectar, she vocalizes her pleasure as she swallows my every shot.

This woman!! Goddamn!!

I pull my dick from her mouth and replace it with my kiss as I reach down and touch her body more.

We kiss and kiss, deeply, slowly, our breath in perfect unison, working ourselves back up again, a perfect loop of desire, no ending in sight.

Photos courtesy of the actual @dddlightful Follow her on Twitter! She is so fucking sweet and absolutely stunning as you can see here.

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Wicked Wednesday

The Choice

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“You have to make a choice,” Melody said as she dangled her head off the edge of the bed. “And choose wisely because it’s the only part of me that’s yours all weekend.”

Melody loved restrictions.

But how could I choose? I mean, I was gonna be a winner either way, actually. A swingers weekend in a forest resort with us and nine other horny couples, I’d have the pick of 10 women to fuck and do as I pleased, I’d get to watch nine other men fuck and do what they pleased to my sexcharged wife.

What they pleased minus one exception. I got to choose one part of her body that was off limits all weekend, exclusive only to me.

The caveat? It would also be the only part of her I’d get to stick my cock all weekend. I got one part of her body that was mine and all mine, the rest belonged to the weekend’s party.

Her pussy couldn’t be chosen. I mean, who goes to a swingers weekend and says “sorry, you can’t fuck me?” She wouldn’t be very popular. And Melody loved being popular.

Mouth? Or tits? Those were my two best options. What fucking great options they were too.

Let’s look at the scorecard.

HER MOUTH
• thick full lips
• no gag reflex
• the most attentive tongue
• cum fetish = she swallows or she lets it run from her lips and slowly spreads it all over herself
• The BEST blowjobs around. And that’s not just my vote. She actually won the title at a previous swinger party.
• Mel LOVES to suck cock. Literally loves it.
• Depriving her of cock in her mouth would torture her.

HER TITS
• 42DDD
• All natural
• Guaranteed to be the biggest tits at the resort party
• The thickest, most sensitive nipples
• pinching her nipples while fucking/licking her sends her into orgasm overdrive
• cum on her tits is her ultimate cum fetish
• Her tits are always the first place any guy goes when bedding her. Always.
• After staring at her cleavage all night, it would torture men not to be able to touch them.

And so now my job was to show Melody which one I chose.

I stood on the floor above her dangling head, my cock fully hard at the sight of her offering herself this way, one of my favorite mouth-fucking positions.

I put the tip of my dick to her lips, pre-cum already oozing out. I slid my point along her moist-shined lips slowly, my stringy honey coating them with just a hint of my savory cum-to-come.

She opens her mouth for me to enter.

I feel her hot breath taunt my dick. How good it would feel wrapped in her loving suck.

I slowly bring my fingertips to her thickthickthick nipples as she danced her tongue around my dickhead.

Unable to resist my taste, she closes her lips around my point and slowly sucks just my tip. She moans as she sucks the pre-cum from my stinger and attempts to pull out the full load.

I let her suck me all the way into her mouth. I see my cock bulging in her throat as she worships me with her skill and stillness. I want nothing more than to feed my wife my cum and give my goddess a thick creamy offering down her cum-hungry throat.

But I do the hardest thing in the fucking world. And pull out.

I clamp my fingers around her nipples tightly and tug up, pinching the everlasting fuck out of her tits.

“Oh fuck yes,” she reacts gutturally.

I push her glorious tits together and then, with my cock lubed in a single dip down her throat, I breach her god-given mountains of flesh and fuck those titties like an animal possessed.

Humping her heavy breasts hard, furiously fucking these ultimate symbols of wont.

I felt my cum build quick, but didn’t pull out to aim and mark my territory. No, I kept fucking.

I squeezed her bulbous boobs tighter, my dick lost between these giant majestic mammaries and I came between them.

Her tits so big, her cleavage so ample, it could catch my streaming cum and pool it on her chest. Bellow her fuck mountains, a pond of my hot jizz in her valley.

I pulled her tits apart and watched my heavy load flow up toward her head which still hung off the bed.

As my cum ran along her neck, I caught it with licks and kisses to her neck. I’d cum so much my mouth was full of my own salty squirt.

I brought my lips to her nipples, sore from my unapologetic pinches and drizzled my cum on her tips.

After I unloaded my bounty on both her tits, I tongued each of her nipples with the slowest, most sweetest of kisses. I pulled each nipple into my mouth slowly, grinding the flat and rough part of my tongue along her rigid nips.

She writhed in pleasure.

I kissed them deeper. Her nipples coated in my cum always tasted divine. I moaned deeply into her tit and sucked harder.

The cum. The nipple kisses. It was too much for Mel to bare.

“Fuck me once more before we go,” Melody begged in a whisper.

“Sorry, baby. But now I can only fuck your tits. Remember the rules? I made my choice.”

And my choice was clear.

The power was in banning her tits. Her most on-display sex symbol, her prized and belovéd-by-all tits would be completely off-limits by everyone but her husband. Me.

And now she was so goddamed horny, she would be unstoppable at the party, fucking and sucking with bottomless desire.

Desire that now had a restriction for the weekend.