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Covid: Panic or Precaution?
Posted:Mar 28, 2020 10:06 am
Last Updated:May 7, 2020 4:25 am
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I'm curious what the consensus is now and how accurate it will turn out be. Whether we are afraid or not depends on how many we believe it will kill.

How many will die in the US from Covid over the next year?
Less than 10,000
Between 10,000 and 25,000
Between 25,000 and 100,000
Between 100,000 and 250,000
Between 250,000 and 500,000
More than 500,000
More than a million
30 Comments , 61 votes
Excess Quarintine Health Care Required Symptoms
Posted:Mar 24, 2020 11:14 am
Last Updated:Mar 31, 2020 5:52 am
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A smile for you.

The Memphis quarantine is causing a rise in health issues. The GBM Health Center is open for your needs. better diagnose you, what are your symptoms?

Tongue wishing Mouth was full, and yet unable to swallow?
Imagining being pressed against a wall?
Feeling like dropping to your knees and looking up with an open mouth?
Imagining hands on your shoulders pulling you backwards?
Feeling bound to a bed and blindfolded?
Feeling encircled by men, all touching you - and liking it?
Hands want to wrap something hard and stroke?
Other symptoms?
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Will you do a Trump Supporter?
Posted:Dec 4, 2019 10:20 am
Last Updated:Apr 11, 2020 6:28 pm
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I have seen profiles recently say they are uninterested in Trump Supporters. Does political affiliation factor into your AdultFriendFinder fun?
I am liberal and will never do a Trump Supporter
I am liberal and don't talk politics
I am conservative and will do a liberal
I am conservative and don't talk politics
I look for the opposite, talk politics, and hate fuck them
I steer clear of politics until after at least 2 sessions
I am a conservative and will never do a liberal
I am a liberal and will do a conservative.
Tell them you are a Trump fan after balls-deep and hang on.
Fuck politics. Let’s just have sex!
74 Comments , 510 votes
KIK is closing October 19. What should we use?
Posted:Sep 28, 2019 7:50 am
Last Updated:Oct 1, 2019 3:26 pm
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A note to AdultFriendFinder world: is closing. Make other ways to chat. Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Please suggest replacement options.
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Girls Night / Unicorn Swap
Posted:Jun 18, 2019 1:06 pm
Last Updated:Nov 15, 2019 11:36 am
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Girls Night

It started as a birthday party. She wanted me invite women she's been with and another woman or of my choosing. She had fairy wings for the women wear and called it her fairy party. I called it a Girls Night. or gorgeous fairies – Hell Yes! I started planning weeks .

Birthday girl was Fairy 1, the star, the center of attention. Fairy 2 would be my girlfriend. Fairy 3 would be the sexy woman with whom Birthday Girl had enjoyed a double bang. I sent a few messages, and Fairy 4 said yes ASAP. She's a woman who has me as a spare. She would bring her Main Man. There was no Fairy 5 – yet. I starting inviting unicorns and couples.

As quickly as it came together, it unraveled. Fairy 2 couldn't make it. Then Fairy 1, the birthday girl, probably got a boyfriend and disappeared. When I didn't hear from Fairy 1 for almost two weeks, I called it off.

Spare, Fairy 4, wasn't having it. Why not just have a couples party without it being a birthday party? She and I think outside the box. We think about our assumptions. Was this a birthday party or an excuse for a sex party. She's so smart. Party On Wayne! Party On Garth!

Told my girlfriend that we were having a couples party and she was in. Told Spare we were back on. Unicorn 1 had tickets to a concert. Couple 1 had tickets to a concert. Couple 2 had baseball games with their . Unicorn 2 was traveling. This was harder than I expected.

Out of the blue, a gang-bang teammate shared that he had reconnected with his sub. Asked if he was interested a couples party and they were game. (He told her and she obeyed: Like a good sub.) The party was back on with couples.

A couple of days before gameday Saturday, Spare set up a group chat and all were quickly laughing and sharing. Spare had the women going when she asked about desires and experiences. The men were wise enough be shut the hell up and enjoy the women getting sexual. The party had good men and better women.

Girlfriend then canceled on gameday. Fuck me. Birthday girl reappeared that morning, evidently remembering the party, and wanted to come – if I would drive 2 hours and get her. I thought about it, wanted to say yes and normally would, but the party was no longer hers. It was Spare's party, Spare set up the chat, Spare had the women horny and wet, Spare encouraged me to continue, and Birthday Girl had missed it all. BG can come next time. I wasn't driving hours after not hearing from her for so long.

I tried to cancel after my girlfriend couldn't make it. Spare again refused. She would come if Teammate would. They both said yes, so the party was back on.

Teammate and Sub arrived minutes early and caught me with 409 and a towel in hand - still cleaning. Sub had wine, and it was quickly popped. She had been part of a of mff's, but this was more, mmmff. She was nervous. Spare and her married man arrived, chatted for minutes, and they excused themselves to get started. He has limited time, and they try to enjoy as much of it naked as they can. Minutes later, we heard the headboard banging.

Showtime!

Sub wasn't buzzed and was still nervous, but her Dom took her by the hand and she followed. Off came all the clothes.

Spare and her man were still pounding the wall when Sub was bent over and taken from behind. Hell Yes! Spare maneuvered where she could kiss Sub and the girls were bonding in the way men always think they do at slumber parties and trips to the bathroom together.

Sub collapsed on the bed beside Spare. They recovered a bit and then started touching and kissing again. I shared how we men were wise in shutting up, and we were equally wise here. Kissing, nipple pulling, and then Sub worked her way on top of Spare. Sub worked her leg between Spare's legs and started grinding her pussy while kissing harder. Spare popped the question: “Do you want sit on my face?” Sub grunted a “yes” and was moving before I could grasp what was coming. Sub knew. Sub wanted it. She gripped the headboard, ass toward the men, and let Spare taste between her thighs.

The men couldn't hold back. The women were gorgeous. My fingers went inside Spare. Her Main Man gave her clit attention. Sub's nipples were teased, as were Spare's. Spare kept cumming, but she kept the attention on Sub, too. Lips never left lips. With every climax, Sub felt, as well as heard, Spare's moans. Sub let loose and came all over Spare's face. Perfect!

The men took charge again and tossed them about in different positions. There was a lot of wood surrounding them and they were lumberjills.

Sub ended up bent over with her hands on the bed a second time. I can tell it's her favorite position. She started telling her Dom to fuck her and he did. The more he pounded the more she came. She wasn't nervous now. She let us know she was his little slut.

Sub was put on the floor, on her belly. Teammate straddled her legs and entered. She loved it and so did he. Not sure whose favorite position that was. I think Teammate's, but when he finished, she couldn't talk. Head down, trying to remember how to breath. She rolled over onto her back and said, “I don't know why I was so nervous this morning. I just lay here and someone will fuck me well.”

The party neared an end with Teammate on Spare and Main Man on Sub. All were putting on a show for their lovers - who were fucking right next them. It was fast, hard, and loud. The women wanted more and the men gave it their all. Everyone is fit and it was a race. Thrust for thrust. Moan for moan.

I haven't looked at my wall. Don't want to know if there is any damage. If there is, don't care. It was worth it.

Sub, Main Man, and Spare, you are invited every party. (Teammate already gets invitations.)

I shared that it was Spare's party, that she set up the group chat and was the first to enter the bedroom. She's now asked if any of the women were interested in a “unicorn swap.” She will do a mff with me and my gf, or with Teammate and Sub if my girlfriend and Sub will do the with her Main Man. Both women said yes.

Spare is so damned smart. That means Spare and my gf with Main Man and then the two women with me. Spare and Sub with Main Man and a repeat with Teammate. That's two threesomes for each woman while each man gets a single. When finished, the men get two and the women get four. I'm attracted Brains, Boobs, and Happiness. Spare is showing off her brains and my girlfriend was the first say yes. I think she figured it , too.

I want to be a unicorn.
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A New Teammate!
Posted:May 9, 2019 3:52 pm
Last Updated:Dec 14, 2019 7:58 pm
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Barb and Kat have been friends for over a decade. They have felt the pull of their sexuality, but never acted. They each suggested a man to have a threesome with, but when Barb saw my profile....

Barb is a genius. If taking her friendship with Kat to a new level of intimacy, why not check off bucket-list items? On list was a gang-bang, air tight, and other pleasures. Kat agreed to meet me for a threesome interview. Business cards and resumes in the corporate world establish our bona fides. For me, videos on my phone. Watch! Listen! Pick your pleasure.

The fun was set for two weeks hence, at lunch.

Four of the five men were first. Kat arrived before Barb, and I enjoyed putting her at ease. When Barb arrived, it was show time. Usually we take 45 minutes to an hour to relax, but today it was a couple of shots and get started. Both women knew me, trusted me, and I quickly pushed the boundaries. The team followed my lead, and quicker than you can fry an egg, Kat was on the kitchen counter. One man had a nipple and another was between her legs - doing what her man wouldn't. Her moans had clothes flying.

Barb and I were enjoying the storm of passion we had put together when fellow five arrived and hugged Barb. My team was five strong versus Barb's two. I took charge, took Barb by the hand and told Brad to carry Kat to the bedroom. He did. She loved it.

All the gang-bang fantasies were now in motion. Barb pulled Brad from between Kat's thighs so she could get a taste. Kat was on her back, across the bed, sucking two cocks while enjoying tongue and fingers. I grabbed her hair and made her look South. Hell Yes! Barb's tongue was working its magic. Barb's ass was over the edge of the bed, and empty. Not for long. A cock quickly found her wet hole.

Barb had air-tight – taking three cocks in her three holes - on her bucket-list. I put Tim on his back and Barb took him reverse cowgirl, in her backdoor. Before Ray could take the pink spot, I put Kat on the floor where she could return the oral pleasures Barb started. With pics taken, Kat was back on the bed, Brad behind her, Ryan in front. Ray filled Barb's second hole, and I took her mouth. Air-tight. Check!

Barb finished Tim, never letting him off his back or out of her ass. One down.

Kat finished Ray shortly after Barb had bounced on Tim's tool with purpose. The girls had almost evened the odds at 3v2. Brad put Kat on all fours for some hard doggy. Ryan took the opportunity to rest his back against the headboard with Kat's mouth continuing to please him.

Barb jumped on the bed, next to the headboard, on all fours next to Kat. She grabbed Ryan's cock with the intention of letting Kat focus on the pounding she was getting from behind. Kat wanted to finish what she started. Two women were trading Ryan's cock back and forth. Fuck Yes! He couldn't take for long.

Barb felt him close and sealed the deal. She didn't spill a drop. The odds were now even, 2v2. Kat put her head down and enjoyed Brad's lust. Barb then shared her sexual genius, creativity, fun.

She laid her head on Kat's back, facing Brad, like she wanted him to alternate between Kat's pussy and her mouth. She is so fucking sexy! I was on the bed, pulling Kat's nipples, ready for the show. Before Brad could alternate between mouth and pussy, Barb was on her knees, resting on Kat's back, mouthing for to listen. I leaned on Kat's back, too, putting my ear to Barb's mouth. “I just spit his down the crack of Kat's ass. He's fucking her with another man's as lube.”

Barb is welcome in my life - any.. fucking...time.

We hopped off the bed and onto the twin mattress on the floor where we do dp's and 3p's. Don't want anyone falling off the bed while doing porn tricks. Don't want to be at the hospital and answering: “exactly what led to him falling off the bed and breaking his...?”

On the floor, we started giggling knowing all the squishy sounds were more than Kat, more than bottle lube. Kat tired of our giggles: “Brad is trying to finish. You two are not helping.” Out of the room we went. We heard the happy sound of the bed bouncing and thought it would be over soon. Barb then had another flash: “I want to fuck her with the strap-on.” A knuckle-bump was added to my “fuck yes.” Like well-practiced ice skaters when the music starts, we danced to our music, our sex, our imaginations.

Kat was still across the middle of the bed. I laid down and put her head on my chest, keeping her looking away from the dresser. I held her, talked to her, kissed her, told her how fucking sexy she was to have taken every cock day. I meant it. It had nothing to do with keeping her from seeing Barb in the dresser drawer, not distracting her from Barb strapping in the master bath, nothing to do with Barb tapping Brad and motioning for him to move aside. It did not.

Maybe a bit.

Barb lubed her cock with coconut oil, positioned, and pushed into her friend.

Barb was a great fucker. She had a steady rhythm, Kat let out a moan, and we heard her say, “guess he's not finished yet.” No...SHE...wasn't. Barb was living another fantasy. She held both hands with AC/DC horn hands. Pure...fucking...happiness! She grabbed her hips and picked speed. When Kat moaned with the increase in speed, the increase in purpose, Barb told her, “No she's not.”

Surprise!

Kat smiled and closed her eyes. Barb fucked her until Kat's fingernails dug into .

Barb, you are a Fucker! Welcome to the team.

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How Do I Transfer $100?
Posted:Aug 30, 2018 11:47 am
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2019 10:02 am
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I think I have a date for tomorrow. I will meet her tonight. She's coming to stay for two nights.

Her husband's away and she's ready to mingle. As soon as I figure out how to get $0 to her for gas, she's driving down from Jonesboro AR. That is a bit much for a 2 hour drive. She must drive a motor-home.

I found her pic on the internet using a picture search, and said she's a model, so it's to be expected. She's hot. She won't send me a selfie or a vid saying my name because her phone is broken. That makes sense though because she lost her job 2 months ago and probably can't afford a new one. When I told her to me, she said I should her and gave me a different number. Yes, that number came back registered to somewhere in Little Rock, not Jonesboro, but I knew she wants me. I sent her a pic and she said “I love the picture,” so she's real.

I told her I would drive to her and now she's mad at me. She said she lives close, Arkansas Jonsboro. Yes, she put them backwards, like someone from another country, and she misspelled Jonesboro, but I misspell when texting. I know she's real. She's a model, too.

Can't wait for show off my date who is a model.

If only I can figure out how to get $0 to her.

Disclaimer: This story is for humorous purposes only. It is a mixture of truth, lies and fantasy. Mostly the later two.
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Gang Bang Rating System
Posted:Jul 31, 2018 6:55 pm
Last Updated:Jun 18, 2019 9:28 pm
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GB Level 1
Men – Does 2 count?
Cum – Not in me. On my tits, belly and back
Anal – Uh, no
Bondage – Uh, no
Pain – Are you paying attention?
Clean up – Bubble bath after I get all mine and the men get one each

GB Level 2
Men – 3
Cum – On body and in my mouth
Anal – Small toys and fingers
Bondage – Blindfolds, cuffs if comfortable.
Pain - Can pull my hair and spank me a little.
Clean up – After every cock is soft and a 30 minute wait to be sure.

GB Level 3
Men – 3 or 4
Cum – Anywhere
Anal – Who does a gang bang without anal? May as well have one guy with a vibe in my ass.
Bondage - Hell Yes. Tie my hands overhead and put me on display. Why do you think coming? I'll send you some knot tying videos.
Pain - If you don't pull my hair and pin my arms behind you don't know how to fuck. Do you have nipple clamps or do I need to bring mine?
Clean up – I'll need help in the shower to reach it all. Who's washing me?

GB Level 4
Men – 5 minimum.
Cum - I want cum everywhere. I want so much that I find more AFTER my shower.
Anal - I'll have an anal plug in when I show up. DP is a must – why the fuck do you think coming. I want all the men in every hole. I want to be air-tight with both hands full, too.
Bondage - If you don't bind me, not coming. It's a gang bang for fuck sake. Tie and take .
Pain – Spank until it burns...and then more. I want the hotel desk called and the neighbors to hear every stroke. If my nipples don't hurt tomorrow, never coming back.

GB Level 5
Men – Do we need to rent a ballroom?
Cum – I want it frothy. I want to gain weight on a scale. I want it gushing out with every thrust
Anal – Will your team do double anal? Triple?
Bondage – Boring. Cut me. Should I bring needles?
Clean up – What clean up? fucking until I can't move. I'll worry about it when I wake up.
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If You Are Serious About Meeting!
Posted:Jul 28, 2018 7:11 am
Last Updated:May 9, 2019 9:46 pm
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This is for all the last minute “let's fuck” people. A couple have been beautiful, and we love to fuck, but we also love friends and family and our own lives.

This is a day-after letter to someone who wanted the team to come together at 10p on a Friday night and drive 75 of the 100 miles that separated them from us:

I did write the team last night, and today I regret bothering them. I was being too nice last night. I told you nobody would come. I doubt anyone even answered.

If you are serious about meeting, here's how it will happen.

First, you pick a date and send pics. Bodies at first. I send the pics to the team, and if they find you attractive, and they are available on your date, they will tell me. (We have jobs and families, and travel so we probably have other plans and won't be available at the last minute. For me, my mother is at my house. Time with Mom is more important than sex with you.) I will then send you pics of who said yes.

Next, we need to kik or text or talk or skype or hangout, something with immediate feedback. This place is full of fakes and flakes. I've had people set dates, like 4pm on Tuesday, and hear nothing on Tuesday. I've had people at 9am say they couldn't wait for 4pm and not hear another word. I've had a person say, “I'm on the way,” and never hear from them again. Fakes and flakes.

If we aren't communicating an hour before the meeting, I text the team and call it off.

There chances that we drive to Jackson are near zero. It's 75 to 100 minutes away from us. I'm not doing it unless we have actually talked on the phone, feel that we are friends and want to meet.

We keep our dates, but a majority here do not.

The more I think about it, we are GB MEMPHIS, not GB Jackson. If you want a great experience, fantasies fulfilled, you need to come to us.

You sound fairly new. Set up a few meetings and you'll quickly find out that the pics are fake, the men lie, and lots of "family emergencies" happen on date nights – if they respond at all. Pick a date, send some pics, and if the team is free and interested, I'll set it up.
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Yoga Tomorrow?
Posted:Jul 25, 2018 4:05 pm
Last Updated:Dec 30, 2018 11:57 am
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The divorce was complete and my “happy” list was growing. The list was almost all physical: white water raft, scuba in the Bahamas, join a tennis club, run 25+ miles a week, learn Brazilian Ju Jitsu, learn yoga, and take more pictures. Noticing there was no tv on the list, I canceled Directv and dedicated a Benji a month for my fun list.

With the trips to be made after alimony was complete, the local ones came into focus. Running happened immediately – another reason to cancel cable tv. If your not in the house, you don't need it. Yoga or Ju Jitsu? Decided to check off yoga to gain some flexibility before taking on BJJ. I will admit that I picked where I went based upon the teachers. Yeah, I like yoga for flexibility, but I'm a guy, so I like visual beauty and graceful moves, too.

I wore my normal Lycra shorts and my shirt was plenty long – just in case. I had a mat with me, so I didn't look like the noob I was, but the fact that it kept trying to roll up showed that this was my first visit. I arrived fifteen minutes early, so I could find the perfect spot – close enough to the front to enjoy the instructor, yet not in front of everyone causing the others to giggle when I fell over.

When she arrived, we exchanged smiles and she took her spot to the rear. To hell with my plan. I wanted to her rear, so I moved to the back right corner. My view of the instructor was limited, but my view of her was perfect. She knew.

She could tell from my fumbling that I was a beginner, “First time here?”

I let the words settle for a bit. I smiled and answered, “Yes.”

“Well, I hope you enjoy tonight and come again. My name is Amy.”

“Hi Amy. I'm Steve. If I don't hurt too much later tonight, I'll be back.” I didn't block the happy thoughts I was having – staring at her ass for an hour – and let my eyes and smile tell her exactly why I was happy. Women can just feel emotion. She could feel my lust. Amy looked at me, felt me, and knew. Well, women know most men want to fuck them, but she felt the joy in me, the happiness, the love of life because I live doing what makes me happy.

We were in the back right, mirrors on all sides. I was last, just where I wanted to be. We started stretching and she was gorgeous, curves in all the womanly spots, especially her hips. When we bent forward, her ass...was...yeah. Her ass was why I was there – almost. Yoga was on my happy list.

Amy looked toward me and saw what she expected: me checking out her ass. I saw her looking at me looking at her ass, but didn't care. Her ass made me happy, and I live a happy life. We had a connection, and we both knew it. She could enjoy me enjoying her. Junior wanted freedom. “Down Junior,” I thought. He's why I had the long shirt.

We twisted to our right and faced the mirror. It was her turn to watch me. I was getting hard and the stretching lifted my shirt above the tree line. Amy saw my growing hardness, and she knew it was because of her. She smiled inside and out. Flirting, when done well, is great fun.

The instructor put us on our knees, and we all lifted our right legs as high as we could. I didn't really hear her instructions because I was watching the fine lines in front of me. When her leg went up, so did I. I tried, but I could barely get my leg up because it showed my lower happiness. We were supposed to lift our right arms high, too, but Amy decided add turn up the tease. She looked around and knew only I could see. She then returned her gaze to me, and made sure I saw her pat her pussy. She was showing off her camel toe. Fuck! She's as bold as I am.

I was fully loaded now. Camel toe was a wish to see, but a woman patting hers while making sure I was watching...Heavenly! I had to pull my shirt down to hide the happiness. This was life. People with cable, sitting on their couches, are missing it.

We kept moving, and I'll never forget the pose – wide leg forward bend. Amy's pussy was not only puffy, it was now wet. She was as sexual as I was. I could see her wetness. Game on. The only other pose I remember was half-side plank as we faced the mirror. I was struggling with Junior demanding to be freed, and I let Amy enjoy my hardness. The stretch lifted my shirt and she saw almost all of me. When I looked at her in the mirror, she flashed a grin and let me know she has been waiting for a man who had as much fun in life as she did. She wished for a man to notice her, to want her, to take her home and do private yoga.

When the session ended, she turned to me, and I was waiting for her attention. “I need more help...”

She interrupted, “I know you do. You need to let me show you how to enjoy all that yoga has to offer. You need to...”

I interrupted, “We need to take care of this while everything is hot, hard, and wet.” I took her hand and led her down the hall to a unisex bathroom. I opened the door and pulled her in. We should have wondered who saw, but didn't.

I kissed her hard, driving my cock into her belly. Amy needed to feel what she did to me. She dropped to her knees, pulled down my shorts and started sucking. She got my cock wet for sliding and now it was time to slide it in her.

Our mats were on the floor, and I thought about downward dog, but yoga was over. Face down, ass up, just the way every man wants to see personal yoga performed. I pulled down her stained shorts and her panties were sticky. Yes, Amy, they are going to be even stickier on the ride home. I loved her sticky, wet panties and puffy, swollen cunt, but this wasn't an erotic moment. This was carnal, primal, immediate.

I gripped her ass, pulled her pussy open with my thumbs and gave her clit the attention it needed. Her pussy was bald, open, and shuddered when my tongue followed the slit to her magic button. She was like a tootsie-pop. A one, a two, a three and she was cumming. I enjoyed it all. When she started breathing again, I got on my knees behind her and let Junior join the fun. We were both soaked from sucking, licking, and dripping.

She was tight, her asshole inviting, and I enjoyed the after-session stress relief. I slid a thumb in her ass and she just kept fucking. She liked the dp. She kept taking Junior balls-deep. I felt her tighten her asshole and I knew she was close. She picked up her rhythm and my balls slapped her clit harder. Her legs were together tightly because her pants were around her knees and she couldn't spread open. I had slid one of my legs free so I could straddle her legs.

Push, push, her strokes stopped as she prepared to unload again, so I grabbed her hips and fucked her like a man should. I was all the way out and all the way in. He cunt grabbed my cock and was stretched on me. She just quivered. Not a word. She was having an out-of-body orgasm. I stopped fucking and enjoyed her every spasm. When she neared the end, I put in a few more strokes and let Junior sing his song. Load after load of cum went deep inside her. I held her hips and let her feel every uncontrollable thrust.

I pulled out and left a trail of cum down her legs. I pulled her to her feet, pulled up her panties and shorts. I kissed her again and told her this was just a start. I was definitely hooked on yoga. I pulled up my shorts and my cum wet through my underwear and showed. I didn't care. My cum was draining out of Amy and she didn't care.

We hugged, took deep breaths, and just held each other.

I broke the embrace and told her enter her number into my phone. Her fingers dashed back and forth on my screen. “Yoga tomorrow,” she asked?

“Absolutely, Amy!”
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Make Me Do It!
Posted:Jul 12, 2018 10:59 am
Last Updated:Jul 31, 2019 8:34 pm
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With each mile closer to home, Anne felt more like the Vanilla Housewife she was – physically. Each mile closer returned her sexual imagery into memories and future desires. She felt her emotional connection to John returning and wanted to tell him everything.

It had started about six months ago when she had run across an entry on AdultFriendFinder about Memphis gang-bangs. She had corresponded with Bill, whose webpage it was, at first as a lark, never intending to really take part in anything so slutty, then as they messaged back and forth, becoming intrigued with the idea. She had talked to John about it as her interest grew and was surprised when, after months of wavering, he consented when she finally decided to give it a try.

The date had been set and it was decided that she would go to Memphis alone. She had talked with Bill numerous times and John had even had a couple of awkward conversations with him, but they both felt as comfortable as they could that Anne would be safe, within the parameters of a gang-bang anyway.

In the week before the big event Anne shopped for her dress and shoes and made John buy her lingerie, which really didn’t amount to much.

Her dress was an off-white linen wrap-dress with only one button at the waist. Her shoes were nude strappy sandals with 4 inch heels. John was admiring the outfit when she modeled it for him and said it was pretty and the men would particularly like the shoes, or at least, he would if he were there. Anne asked what he meant and he got kind of flustered and stammered out

“Because the ankle straps will hold them on your feet while the- the men – while they – While they’re fucking you!” he finally blurted out.

Friday afternoon she went to a spa and had a complete makeover.- fingernails, pedicure, bikini wax, the whole works. She had been there a couple of times before and the girls knew her, and they also knew something was up, but Anne wouldn’t tell them anything except it was going to be a special weekend, and the girls kept giggling about her husband being a lucky man, but the way they said it made Anne believe they knew that he wasn’t going to be the man enjoying their work.

Friday night: John was champing at the bit to get at her, but she told him she had to remain “Pure” which seemed like a strange term to use under the circumstances, but he acquiesced and had to satisfy himself Saturday morning with watching her soak in the tub, apply light makeup, then leisurely dress in a little sundress and a different pair of heels for the drive to Memphis. Anne allowed him a brotherly peck on the cheek and a quick kiss just at her panty line before springing the surprise she and Bill had agreed upon for him.

The CB3000 male chastity device would keep him from masturbating while she was gone. And, really just to rub it in that he was being cuckolded that weekend, the key would be in another state. John's cock was growing rapidly while she squeezed his balls through the hoop. She jammed his firming member into the clear cage and applied the lock. Yes, he was a cuckold and Anne was a hotwife.

Although Bill was a gentleman in public, when the gang-bang began, he and his team delivered Anne's perfect fantasy. He held her hand tightly when they walked, pressed against her aggressively when he took his first kiss, pushed her to the ground when it was time to start sucking cocks, and he showed no hesitation in fingering her pussy. He never asked, but didn't really “force.” It was more like he did what she needed, when she needed it, but never asked.

Once in the car, Anne obeyed and put on the collar with the leash. He held her lease as they approached the condo. Outside the door, Bill blindfolded her. She heard him knock, heard the door open, and felt him tug of the leash. She didn't know what was next. “How did this happen?” she thought. They connected on an adult dating site. She was selective and was very leery of the Gang Bang page. Yes, most women desire the lust of a many men, but she was too selective to allow a bunch of fat, needle-dicks waste her time.

So, being curious, she read the profile. Wow! These men were damned serious about fantasies, not just fucking. Her simple, “ fascinated, please tell more,” received a 10 paragraph response that touched on her exact desires. She took a month to find her words, her desires. Once she knew and shared, he kindled them, mixed in more, until she was on fire. When she saw messages from him, her nipples came alive and she knew a little how boys have their loins take control.

She was blindfolded before entering the home. She was under his protection and control. Was this her gang-bang or his or theirs? When she stepped through the door, she would find out.

She had on a dress as directed. She didn't know how many were there – two or twenty. Bill unzipped her dress and let it fall. He removed her bra and her nipples betrayed any hesitation. He patted her pussy and said, “Little Girly, you will get all you can handle. We will please you soon enough. Patience.”

This wasn't what she expected. She was now on display. She held her stomach tight, breathed slowly, waited to be attacked. Instead, Bill leaned in and flicked each nipple with his tongue. Then sucked them and made them even harder, like that was possible.

Most imagine a gang-bang as being a bunch of men filled with lust and nearly out of control. Not these men. It was about the mind, eroticism, and lust. She heard the men shuffling about her and one hooked under her arms and another grabbed her feet. She was quickly lifted and carried somewhere. She expected to be tossed onto a bed, but instead, she was lowered gently and felt hardness. Anne is very smart, and quickly figured that she was on a dinner table.

Her legs were spread, her thong pulled to the side, and she was pulled to the edge so her wet box was.... Her mind went vanilla for a moment when she realized she had never looked at a dinner table the same as a man. His cock was perfectly placed to slam into her g-spot, and slam it did. Before she could enjoy the pleasures, her face was turned to the side and slid to the edge. The bed comforter allowed some comfort, but it allowed the men to move her easily. She opened wide to take another cock, and before settling in to enjoying her double-fuck, two more mouths found nipples. She remembered that she had shared that she wanted hickies on her titties and these two hoovers where making it happen. Bill did exactly what he said he would do - tell the team her desires and make them come true.

She wanted to moan, but because she was presently a cock-sucking slut, she just bucked her hips and enjoyed her first orgasm, which came much more quickly than she expected. Her thighs were gripped hard. “That might bruise,” she thought. The more she tried to buck into him, to fuck him, the harder he held her, controlled her, fucked her. Perfect.

The more she fucked her first man, the harder mouth-man used her other hole. “Would shorts cover her thighs where he was gripping? Anyone could figure out that her bruises where the shape of fingers,” she thought. “I'll just wear jeans,” came and quickly left when she felt what she craved: the spasms of a man well-fucked. He jerked and rocked and thrust and finally slowed down as his cum stream slowed to a drip.

Anne's mouth was about to be rewarded, too. When the man between her legs pulled out, she felt his cum running down to asshole. She felt like a slut, just as she wanted, a feeling that she couldn't get at home. She wanted her cum, their cum, his cum, everyone's cum - on her, in her, down her throat.

Her legs were pushed together and she felt her panties being pulled – or ripped – off. It made her wetter. When her panties freed her legs, she spread wide for the next man. Was there a rotation?

While her mind spun, the fuckers switched and she had the shrinking cock between her lips, tasting her cum and sucking out the last of the baby seed. He just helped make her world explode and sucked hard to get all of him. It was her way of saying thank-you.

The next man's cock went in hard and fast. Anne heard the cum being pushed out. She had used a toy after John came in her, but this was another loaded cock, and she was going to drain him, too. Again, his cock drove into her g-spot. All these and she had never used the dining room table as a sex aide. That was changing. John was going to fuck her on their table very soon. She couldn't wait to be his breakfast, lunch and dinner. She could predict her vanilla housewife life, but she still didn't know how many men were waiting to gang-bang her.

The thought that she was living her fantasy, that she was actually being gang-banged, that men were lined up to fuck her made her reach down and work her clit. Anne was so fucking sexy. She used two fingers to spread her lips and show all present her swollen pink clitty. “My God Bill. You said her mind was great, her attitude was 'fuck them all,' her ass was perfect, and her tits delicious, but look at your vanilla housewife showing us her swollen, pink clit. She's strawberry, not vanilla.” He pulled his cock out and put her clit hand on it to use as her dildo. His cock – or was it her cock now – was so hard and thick and she held it tightly against her groin as he rubbed her happy place. He started fucking her pussy lips and clit while she held it in the perfect place.

Before she could concentrate and cum again, her mouth was put back in service. She thought it would distract her from her desire to cum again, but it just turn her on more. This was a thick cock. It was going to spread her. She mumbled and bucked and damn these men could read her mind. The cock on her clit picked up speed, and she pushed down harder, bucking her hips into her hot dildo, wetting his balls with her wet slit.

She heard someone ask, “Does she get fucked at home? She's so eager to cum, like she's forgotten how to do it.” Anne felt her next wave roll through. He pulled his cock out of her hand and she knew he was watching her clam open and shut. She wanted him back in her, but she had a voyeur between her legs. “She's pushing out our cum. Time to give her more.” And with that, she was fucked again.

“Holy fuck,” she thought as someone bit her nipple. She had forgotten about them. That bite got her attention. When she went to push him off, her arm was held by the wrist by someone. Then her other wrist was grabbed. She felt a pang of worry. What the hell was she doing? Was this a wise idea?

At that instant, the thick cock pulled out of her mouth and she heard his voice relaxed, confident, comforting, “ here. your protector. I have your arms. I know you like it rough, carnal, forced.” Anne squeezed her pussy on the cock inside her, held her breath, and moaned loudly. These men were all here to fuck her the way she asked. And they were do a damn great job, too.

Bill went for her neck, where he told her liked teasing, sucking hard like a . Her nipple ached, she was getting a hickey, she had cum dripping out of her cunt and was getting fucked by a fresh cock. She's a den mother. The hand that just held that cum-covered second cock cuts birthday cake. The mouth that just sucked a third cock will kiss her....” When Bill's tongue traced from one ear to the other, across her lips, she was in heaven. She was where she belonged. She expected raw fucking, pump and dump, cum on her and take her home, but this was absolutely erotic.

She felt the man pounding her pussy grab her legs. She knew. Her second salty seasoning was ready. Her only thought was, “Don't waste it on my belly. Fill my cunt for hubby to taste or let me swallow it.” He filled her! She wanted to grab his balls and push it all out, but Bill still had her wrists. Number two stayed inside her until she felt him giving up the wood.

She was prepared for number three, re-positioned a bit to change the pressures on her back, spread her legs wider and...was lifted off the table. Two men put her on the floor and she heard the voice that she trusted and obeyed, “On your knees.” She was ready to suck more cock, but he pulled the leash and brought her face to the carpet. Face down and ass up would now stir memories of a leash controlling her. How many cocks remained?

Anne's cum was now running down her clit. Two hands grabbed her hips tightly, and she prepared to take her third stranger cock. Fuck she was wet. It wasn't all man cum; there was a lot of Anne cum flowing from her cunt. She then heard the hum of a vibrator. She expected simple fucking, lots of cum, getting roughed up and treated like a fuck-toy, a hotwife slut for the night, but now the boys were breaking out a girl's best friend. She knew: Bill!

Her mind let go. She held her breath when she felt those big balls hit her clit and moaned for more oxygen when that cock pulled out, leaving room inside her. She knew it was her gang-bang architect that controlled her mind and body. He learned her mind, listened to her words, cared for her body, and loved to fuck - just like she did. She knew she would feel guilty, feel like a worthless slut for who knew how long, but right now, she was Bill's slut. She told him to force her into things and he was. No questions. His team used her, yes, but only a man who cares gets out a vibe and holds it on her clit.

She was his tonight. She wasn't “a” slut; she was Bill's slut. She released her third orgasm. She tried to collapse, but manly hands held her hips and kept fucking. When hands found both nipples and pulled, when she felt the cat-o-nine tails across her back, when the vibe never left her clit, she had another flash of pleasure. These men didn't just want holes for their cum; they wanted her entire body, her mind, her orgasms. Her back arched, fell, arched, and she came again.

She knew to get his cock, she had to finish this one. She banged into him hard, The more she moved the more her nipples were pulled. She heard, “stop wiggling” but didn't care to obey because it wasn't Bill. She banged into him harder. She wanted his cum so she could take the thick one that had been in her mind for so long. She knew that a gang-bang interested her, but how many women have them and get what they want? Cocks are easy to fuck, men everywhere want her body, men always leer but don't have the balls to look her in the eye and mind-fuck her. If they can't control her mind, a dildo would do. Anne needed a mental connection to open her legs and free her inner-slut.

When the whip fell across her back, she kept fucking. She was now fucking, not being fucked. Another whip across her back. She had to have HIS cock. A few more slashes and she felt his bruising grip. Yeah, that would bruise. Number three wanted his cum the deepest. He wanted his cum in the front of the egg-hunting pack. He plunged his cock as deep as possible and released his swimmers.

Her mind had words coming, going, getting lost, returning, but she hadn't said any. Her body had been speaking for her. She knew he was next. When number three exited stage right, these words found the world: “Force me!”

He knew.

She knew he knew.

He grabbed her leash, helped her up, lead her a few steps and pushed her off her feet. She fell onto a couch. He pulled her hips to the edge, lifted her legs to her chest, and admired her well-fucked, red, swollen pussy. She was...not comfortable, but not quiet uncomfortable, either. She felt her ass was hanging off more than required.

She felt men take seats on each side and they became the horn-dogs that women expect. Their hands and mouths went to work. She knew she would have hickies on her tits, on her neck, but right now she wanted the ultimate force, the final submission. The vibrator was placed in her hand and she felt a hand grab her hair and hold her head back. She wasn't allowed to watch the men. Duh, she was blindfolded. Her pussy was draining cum down her ass. This was what she expected: wanted, craved, lustful, and now she was living her imagination.

She put the vibe where it did its duty. Her other hand found her wet, dripping cunt. Two fingers weren't enough now to fill her after fucking three men, but they added to her pleasures. Her fingers and vibed clit were great, fucking three strangers made her wet in the moment, but it was time for desert.

Bill's cock went up and down her dripping cave. Getting wetter with each stroke. He slowly put his cock inside her, but he pulled out his purple head after getting it wet. Anne felt him move down that extra inch that meant he had her body completely.

“Stop.”

“You know the safe words,” was what she heard, while she felt the pressure build.

“Not in my...”

“Say the right words,” and he pushed harder.

“I've never....” Still not the right words. She wanted to be forced, and Bill knew how to give her exactly what she craved.

While she held her breath, his cock entered her ass. “You are our three-hole gang-bang slut tonight.” The spasms hit like never before. Her body had cum countless times, her mind had her cum with the lightest touch, but she had never been so thoroughly fucked - completely, totally, mentally, physically, every erogenous zone, every sensitive spot, with lust, with vigor, and in her asshole.

Bill dripped lube on his cock, real lube. He worked it around her littlest hole, somehow, during all her spasms. He pushed in and out, deeper, slowly, deeper. Her submission is what he wanted and he had it. He wasn't in that deep, just enough that she knew she was getting ass-fucked, that she was his three-hole slut.

When he was ready to cum, he pulled off her blindfold, grabbed her hair and made her look at him. He stared in her eyes and tensed. When she wanted a baby, every cum shot could be the one. She wanted every load. That's how much she wanted this one - in her, in her ass, dripping, proving she was his slut. He shook all over, lost control, and came in her ass.

He pulled out, pulled her face to his, grabbed her around her neck, just under her jaw, and kissed her very hard. His way of saying thank-you – rough, primal, intense.

“Whew! Round one was great. Let's get a drink and get ready for round two.” Anne looked around at the good-looking men, cocks already recovered and growing. She smiled at her Dom, gave him a wink, and their connection was sealed. She would give him all her fantasies.

Anne's sharp mind returned to control her vanilla world. She would just get on the table without telling him how she knew how great it felt. If he pressed: Cosmo. He didn't need to know everything. She took strange cock on her knees and on a couch was enough for him.
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