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Being sexually kinky has always been a sinful pleasure of mine. Tonight, my husband and I are going to an art gallery. I wanted to play a dirty little game with him so I suggested we travel separately. I explained to him I needed to finish some work before heading out to buy me a little time. Standing in the front door with my robe on, I kissed him goodbye and wickedly smiled at him. He truly had no idea what plans I had in my dirty mind. Alluring him into being naughty with me would be exciting. As night fell, the weather was getting colder and it started to lightly rain. I quickly closed the door and I ran upstairs to our bedroom. I wanted to find an outfit that would truly seduce him. After trying on a few short skirts and dresses, I saw the perfect outfit hanging in the closet, begging to be worn. I arrived at the gallery not too long after. The event was modestly packed with people laughing and admiring the different art. I stood in the doorway and could feel the breeze crawl up my body. That perfect outfit I found, nothing but a pair of high heels and a knee high dark trench coat. I was truly naked and it felt amazing! All I wanted was to drive him crazy as I tempted him throughout the gallery, whilst trying not to get caught. Walking into the gallery I see him admiring a painting on the wall. My husband had always been a huge admirer of art. Tonight however, I wanted to be his art. Desired by him just as he desires those paintings. Making my way through the crowd, I slowly walked past him; slightly brushing against his ass. I stood some distance away from him and I could feel his eyes on me. I gazed back at him and smiled. I grabbed a glass of wine and proceeded to an area of the gallery that was a bit secluded. It was mildly dark and away from the crowd. This room had lots of sculptures that caught my eye. It was well hidden and out of sight. I knew he’d accept my invitation to come after me. As I was gazing at a particular piece, he walked up behind me and said, “you are more captivating then any piece in here”. His whispers upon my neck made my nipples harden and my pussy wet. I wanted to feel his pleasure in the middle of the gallery. He stood there with amazement and wonder. He wanted to know what was under this coat. He knelt down on one knee and pretended to adjust my heels. I felt his hand slowly run up my legs to my inner thighs. I could feel the wetness already starting to flow down my legs. He ran his fingers against my pussy and slid his middle finger inside of me. My head fell back and I moaned out in passion. He lifted my coat just enough to expose me too whoever wandered in and placed his lips on my ass. He started kissing and groping it hard. At this point, he didn’t care and acted as if only him and I were there. Coming around to my front, he spread my legs apart he plunged his tongue deep in my pussy. Taking long strokes with his tongue, he ate me like never before. Licking my wetness and tasting how excited he’d made me. He lived to devour me every chance he got and tonight was no exception. With one leg draped over his shoulder, I was ready to climax. My hand on the head signaled to him that I didn’t want him to stop. But he wasn’t ready for me to cum. He stood up and untied my coat, exposing my naked body. He pushed me against the wall next to a painting of a woman holding her breast. I placed both hands against the wall and arched my back as much as I could. Waiting for his cock to pleasure me from behind. Hearing him undo his belt, I gasped as soon as he plunged inside of me. He took no mercy on my wet pussy and I took every inch of him. My seduction had driven him wild and I wanted more. He placed one hand on my breast and gripped my waist with the other. As he fondled my breast, his strokes were getting longer and harder. The clanging of his belt buckle as he pounded my pussy without a care of being caught. I wanted him to cum inside me. His hand left my breast and gripped the other side of my waist. His strokes were now calculated and my heart was pounding. He groaned, spread my ass apart and filled me with his delightful cum. He kept stroking his cock inside me until he was completely spent. He kissed my back, pulled his pants up and looked around as he tidied himself up. “What a masterpiece,” he said as he watched his cum travel down my thighs. My legs were shaking and unable to move, I was still against the wall when he zipped his pants and slowly walked back into the crowded room.

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My life style is very delightful. I have certain pleasures that I am accustom to. Although I have an angelic face, don’t let it fool you. Tonight, losing control was all I had on my mind. I am a very obedient sub to my dom and he is going to take me and make me submit to his every want. Tonight will be unlike any other night. Little does he know, I will not use any safe words tonight. I need him to ravish me beyond any climax I have ever had. He holds this infectious control over me. I wait patiently in our play room; naked with only my collar on. He enters and I drop to my knees without saying a word. I am at his mercy and I will obey. He gazes at my body as if to inspect me, smiles and proceeds to take me over to two long pillars with straps at the top and bottom. “Hands up and legs spread apart”, he demands. He starts by tying my hands, then drops down to tie my ankles, kissing the backs of my legs gently. He steps back to admire my stretched out naked body. I could feel his desire for me knowing he could get to any part of me he wanted. With a soft tone, he says “tonight you will get ass fucked”. I let out a moan in anticipation for it. A second later I felt his strong hand go around the front of my neck and the other hand smacked my ass so hard. It made juices from my pussy run down my legs. He knelt down and I felt him starting to lick my ass with long strokes. His hands now on my waist, he knew this was definitely my erogenous zone. It wasn’t long before I felt him inserting his shaft into my wet, tight ass. This was a thrill for him. “Take every inch of me and don’t say a word”, he said. He started slow but soon started pounding me harder and harder. The connection we both felt was magnetic. My body was shaking. “Cum for me”, he demanded and I knew I damn well better cum. I gasped and let it squirt all over the floor. His thrusts became longer and longer until he pulled out, pulled my head back and came all over my arched back. Cum dripping from us both, he walked around to me, kissed my forehead and whispered, “that was orgasmic”.

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I often have nightly pool parties and everyone is always welcome. I’m a great hostess and I makeeveryone feel at home. On this particular night,  something was quite different. My normal crowd was in attendance but standing alone and off to the side was the most angelic, captivating woman I’d ever seen. Being a woman myself, I take great pleasure in admiring beautiful people. Where did she come from? Was she here alone? Something about her and the way she watched the crowd laughing around her. I watched her as if she was the only person in the world. She had a mannerism that I was starting to desire. I admired her for no reason at all; except for her beauty. And that made me ever so horny. I stood on the other side of the pool and painted a picture of her with my thoughts. Her skin looked smoothed and untouched by age. I immediately took notice that she had the most plump pouty lips. I started to run my fingers across my lips,  wanting to take my mouth and slowly run my tongue over hers. Just barely inserting my tongue into her mouth and touching hers. I’d take my time and be gentle with her. I started at the top of her head and my eyes studied the outline of her body. I could see her dainty perky breast through the little summer dress she had on. Her nipples were hard and I wanted to partake. My heart was pounding and I could feel my pussy getting wetter. My emotions dared me so I walked over to her, smiled and placed my hand on her waist; then whispered, “come with me”. Putting my hand out, she took it without hesitation. As I guided her through the crowd, I could smell her. She smelt of sunflowers and it was hypnotizing. I led her to the side of the house and as soon as I knew we were out of sight, I turned her to face me and gazed at her. We never spoke a single word. I touched her face and started to softly kiss her. My lips flowed from hers, down her neck to her shoulders. I slid the straps down off her and let her dress fall to the floor. I stepped back just to admire her naked beauty. I was so aroused by her that I laid her down on the grass and the passion just took over. I licked her perky nipples and moved my hand down to her soft, shaved pussy. My fingers found her clit and then I felt her. She was so tight and wet that I inserted my fingers deeper into her. Her body squirmed as she let out a soft moan. I needed to make love to her pussy with my tongue. I slid down in between her thighs. Kissing her stomach as I worked my way to her beautiful mound with my tongue. Slowly running my tongue back and forth over her clit. Each stroke, methodical and my lips would occasionally suck her clit. I wanted to show her just how infectious she was. Her body would tense and I would slow my strokes. It wasn’t until I inserted my tongue deeper inside her pussy that I felt a gush when she orgasmed all over my face. Her taste was so intoxicating and I licked her clean. I helped her dress and she quietly left. On that night I had my first fling with a woman and I never knew her name.