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The Newest Inductees to The Match Book Club – Two MILFS and a Daughter

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We have a very special treat for all of you today. Not one, not two, but three inductees to The Match Book Club.

First, we have Lisa-Anne. A beautiful MILF, twice divorced with two kids. A son in his twenties and a daughter who is a preteen. Lisa-Anne just loves to be admired and complimented. She also loves a good, smutty read. You can find more of Lisa-Anne HERE.

Lisa-Anne gets her reading materials ready

The beautiful Lisa-Anne

Lisa-Anne getting off after reading Match, Cinder & Spark

Lisa-Anne loves Lo

Lisa-Anne quick selfie

Lovely Lisa-Anne and Match, Cinder & Spark

A double or triple feature: We have the lovely, 51 year old MILF, who goes by Tinkergirlmilf, and her 21 year old daughter, Bunny. The two of them play together. Bunny is in college and apparently loves to read mommy’s dirty books – together with mommy! Mommy is dedicated to her daughter, so much so that she made a loyalfans and onlyfans account in order to raise money to pay her daughter’s tuition. Bunny doesn’t think that mom should shoulder all that on her own and so, to help raise funds for her education, Bunny joins in on occasion. You can imagine how the tuition dollars go up when she does! Don’t you want to cumtribute to their joint account?

TinkergirlMILF and her daughter Bunny read Match, Cinder & Spark together

Mom & Daughter together reading Match, Cinder & Spark

Daughter Bunny stole Mom’s Match, Cinder & Spark

Hey Bunny, some help please!

Mom and Daughter show their love for each other after reading Match, Cinder & Spark

“Bunny, do you like my shaved pussy and thong?”

 

Mother’s Day gift from Bunny

“Daughter, will you tell me if my princess plug is all the way in?”

 

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Masochistic Masturbatory Melee

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At the party

Masochistic Masturbatory Melee – Off the Record with ‘S’ Continued

Lola had to take a break and pull out her Magic Wand after the last segment of the interview was over.  Something about it got her engine revving and that, in turn, meant that Mr. Hitachi’s engine was also buzzing away.  I found her there, in the bed, naked, her computer to one side, her legs up in the air, bent at the knees, her right hand holding the giant white instrument between her legs.  But, unlike her usual use of the upside-down white ice cream cone, where she just applies it to her sopping pussy, this time she was using it like a cudgel.  She was violently pounding the bulbous head of the thing against her pussy as if hammering a nail home.  It was vibrating, but, so it seemed to me, her sexual stimulation was from the repeated strikes of force.  I feared she was going to bruise her lovely, delicate labia.  Instead of bright pink, they’d be violet and mauve!  I stood in awe of this masochistic masturbatory melee until, as if breaking down the wall of a dike, she suddenly sprung a huge leak and she pressed the spherical bulb of the vibrator against her gushing pussy as if to stop the broken dam.  But her blocking the source of the river only caused it to flood more until she finally ran out of energy and the mysterious fountain of youth went temporarily dry.

She was panting in bed and I slowly slid in next to her.

“What was that?” I asked in a whisper.

“What was what?” she asked, her pupils still dilated.

“The new pounding technique with your slick sledgehammer there.”

“Punishment.”

“Punishment?  For what?”

“For liking what I shouldn’t.”

It was then that she passed me her computer to read the “off the record” part of the interview.

“I don’t think we can post this,” I said.

“No, we can’t.  It’s off the record,” she said, as she slowly returned to the land of the living.

“I meant, it’s – well, it’s. . .”  I was searching for the words.

“A touchy subject?” Lo suggested.

“To say the least.”

“You should hear what else she told me.”

“I’ve got time.”

It was Saturday and I was still in my pajamas.  Lo turned toward me, her breasts seeming to demand my attention.

“Well,” she began, “I couldn’t transcribe the story fast enough.”

“Because you were typing with one hand?”

“Daddy.  Please.”

“So, I’m right.”

“Do you want to hear her story or not?”

“You have me – a captive audience.”

She grabbed me by the balls and said, “Very captive.”

“Stroke my cock as you tell me the story and I’ll be completely captivated.”

She complied.

Here’s the gist of the story.

The events of the ‘boys being boys in the basement’ had happened toward the end of the school year.  Then it was summer vacation and S has an inground pool that kids who are too old for high school but too young (and rich) for a summer job congregate to on hot days.  The added benefit of seeing S suntanning by the pool was certainly an incentive for those young, horny boys to flock to her house and do belly flops and cannon balls into the cool, blue pool in a pathetic, but cute attempt to get her attention.

Though the boys came by regularly and there were a lot of scenes which S could describe for your lurid and prurient entertainment, three days of the summer stand out as extra perverse.

The first was Memorial Day.  S and her husband, let’s call him Dale, threw a party for their friends, neighbors, and their son’s friends, as well as the kids’ parents.  Dale was very excited to man the grill on the backyard patio while his guests enjoy the pool and other amenities.  S and Dale live in the southern U.S. and, though Memorial Day is in May, it is warm enough to want to swim in their part of the country by the end of April.

The party started off fine with some of the friends and neighbors arriving in small groups of twos and fours.  A couple of S’s son’s friends arrived and they were the first in the pool.  S, herself, was wearing a white t-shirt (no bra, no bikini top under it) and her Daisy-Dukes jeans shorts as she flitted from one small group of their guests to another.  Her rather provocative sartorial choices were not so provocative among this crowd of church-going, boob-job revealing, shorts and cowboy boots wearing MILFs in their thirties and early forties.  In fact, it was more of the rule than the exception.  The only difference was, S had been in porn posted on the internet and her son’s friends knew that, though the parents supposedly didn’t.

Dale was wearing his cargo shorts and a button-down, patterned, short-sleeve shirt and flip-flops.  He was prepping the steaks, burgers, dogs, and the marinated vegetables he was going to fire up on his enormous Weber grill.  He had a wide grin on his face, flashing those large white teeth of his, as he carried his cold beer from place-to-place, greeting his guests in between taking the food out to the chef’s station on the patio.

All was going well until S went inside to use the master bath to pee and caught one of the boys rummaging through her panty drawer in the bedroom.

“Now, what are you doing in there?” she asked, without judgment and with a little amusement in her voice.

The poor kid turned around and a more guilty face had never been seen.  His entire complexion was scarlet and he was near trembling, even as his right hand grasped tightly a red lace thong.

“I, I, I – I,” he stammered, not saying anything more.

“Were you looking through my panties?”

“Yes, yes ma’am,” he managed to say through his dry mouth.

“You like my panties?”

Again, he was only able to answer monosyllabically, “Yes.”

S shut the door and said, “Well, now.  If you don’t want to get into trouble for stealing my undergarments, take down that bathing suit and put on those panties you’re holding and then put your bathing suit back on.  You may have them, but that’s the only way to get them out of here.”

The boy’s complexion deepened from scarlet to near purple.  But he didn’t say anything in response.  He just slowly removed his boxer bathing suit, exposing his small, but rigid penis to S, who looked on in a supervisory sort of way, and then he slid the red lace thong up and over his hard penis.

“Now,” said S, “how’s that?”

The boy just looked down in silence.

“They look a little big on you, but then again, you’re small,” she said.  She reached forward, pulled the elastic band of the panties with her left hand, put her right hand down and fondled the boy’s parts to get them even more riled up.

“Maybe,” she said, looking at him, “we should put one of my dresses over you and send you back out to the party like that.”

He looked positively petrified that she was in earnest.

“Oh, I’m just kidding with you,” she finally said, laughing.  “You can’t wear that.  You have to grow up some more to fit into my panties.  Take them off and put your bathing suit back on and get going.”

The poor punished thief did as she said and he skedaddled right out of the bedroom to be back with his friends, including S’s son.

S laughed about it to herself.

Much later in the day, after the guests had eaten, drank a lot of beer and other, stronger beverages, swam, and drank some more – all under the hot sun of the clear sky – S changed into her bikini and got in the pool.  Her bikini was skimpier than the other MILFs’ swimwear at the  party.  It was two small white triangles on top, barely covering her areolae and transparent when wet, and a similarly small white triangle, pointing in the opposite direction down below, held in place by strings no thicker than shoelaces.

The boys’ jaws dropped when they saw her.  She smiled at them and slowly descended into the pool.  She swam exactly one lap and then emerged out of the pool like Venus emerging from the sea.  All three tiny white triangles were transparent.  Her nipples were clearly visible under the thin fabric and her shaved slit could be seen through the lower triangle, dividing it into two equal triangles.

She ignored the stares of the boys and their parents and walked over to bar and grabbed herself another drink.

A while later she noticed that none of the boys were outside.  She figured they had gone inside and were playing video games in the basement again.  She was worried they’d sit on the leather couches with their wet bathing suits.  She went inside and down to the game room.  No one was there.

She was surprised.  Where could a gaggle of teenage boys disappear to?

She went back out to the party.  She looked around.  She walked out front.  She could hear the boys’ voices.  She looked in the two-car garage window and saw them.  They had stolen a bottle of whiskey or brandy or something and were daring each other to take a swig.  In between dares, they were talking.

“Did you see Mrs. P–?” said one of the boys.

“Damn, she’s hot!  Hotter in person than on the videos.”

“Hey, that’s my mom you’re talking about!”
The boys ignored him.

“All dripping wet.”

“And that bikini!”

“You could see every-thing.”  He pronounced the word slowly, emphasizing each syllable.

“And I liked what I saw!”

“You did, did you?” said S as she walked around the corner of the garage and caught them red-handed and full of braggadocio.  Suddenly, they weren’t so bold anymore.  In fact, they were quite craven.

“Mrs. P–!” said one of them, as another tried to hide the bottle.

“I saw what you did,” she said.

Guilty faces all around.  So guilty, in fact, S wondered if maybe they did more than just steal a bottle of booze.

“Give it here,” she said to them, stretching out her arm.

Her son placed the bottle in her palm.

“Fuck!  Really?!  The Johnnie Walker Blue Label?  You couldn’t just take the Wild Turkey?

“Sorry,” said one of the boys, shame faced.

“Sorry?!  That’s not gonna cut it.  Turn around, all of you,” she said commandingly, as she walked to the big blue plastic bucket in which they kept their game stuff.  She pulled out a Ping-Pong paddle.  “Pull your bathing suits down,” she said.

“What?!” asked one of the boys, turning to look at her.

“Turn around, pull your suits down, and bend over.  Now!”

She sounded mean, like a drill sergeant, but she was laughing to herself.

The boys complied.

She first looked at all their cute little butt-cheeks lined up in a row.  Then she started paddling from the left to the right.  It was only one paddle each, but it was a hard, firm whap!  Each one let out a little cry as their turn was up.  Then she said, “Now, turn around.”

One of the boys began to pull up his suit.

“Did I say to do that?  Keep your trunks down around your knees.”

They obediently complied and turned around awkwardly.  Some of them were soft, others hard.  She looked them over.

“I should call your mothers in here and tell them what you were up to – that I caught you having a circle jerk.  How would you like that?”

“No ma’am,” said one of the boys, almost in tears.

“Don’t worry.  I won’t do that.  But don’t let me catch you drinking again!  There will be no underage drinking under my roof!”

She turned and began to leave.  She stopped at the threshold to the garage, put her right arm up on the side of the entrance, lifted her right leg, and looked back over her shoulder at the boys, all of whom were staring at her ass in the itsy-bitsy, tiny white thong.

“If you’re good, when we have our annual Fourth of July party, maybe you’ll get something special that will make your bottle rockets pop.”  Then she walked away.

Three white triangles

[To Be Continued]

 

Off the Record with ‘S’

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A while ago, Lola conducted an interview with a hotwife, MILF, amateur porn-star named ‘S’ (you can probably figure out who she is). During the interview, S’s story took an interesting turn that was, then, off the record. Since then S has given up the porn production (because certain family members found out and pressured her and her husband to stop) and so now we bring you the part we had to leave out then, but we won’t be saying who exactly this is for, well, obvious reasons.

Artist’s rendering of the story

Lola to ‘S’: “Your son’s friends don’t know about your porn?”

‘S’ replied, “I didn’t say that.  Is this off the record?”

“If you want it to be.”

“Please.”

“OK.”

“Like I said, one of our friends found out about the homemade porn we were making and posting.  They thought it would be. . . I don’t know what. . . funny to tell our other friends.”

“That sucks.”

“Yeah.  So we had to tell our sons. They would find out from someone sooner or later and it was better to be from us than from one of their friends at school.”

“Of course.”

“So we told them.  The oldest didn’t want to know anything more.  He’s out of the house and was like, ‘Whatever Mom.’  But our younger son.  He had just started high school, so it could have been devastating for him.”

“Of course!”

“To our surprise, he had so many questions!”

“Like what?”

“Why?  Who?  How often?”

“Did you tell him?”

“Yes.  Of course.  We wanted to be honest.”

“How did he handle it?”
“He eventually accepted it – all of it.”

“That’s amazing!”

“Well, he’s pretty mature for his age.”

“I’d say.”

“But his friends eventually found out.”

“News of a mom making homemade porn spreads faster than news of a mom making homemade cookies, I guess.”

“Especially among young boys with raging hormones, just emerging out of a pandemic lockdown.”

“I can only imagine,” said Lo, dreamily.

“And they started jacking off to my films.”

“How’d you find out about that?”

“That’s an interesting story.”

“Do tell!”

“Well, one day his friends came over after school.”

“OK.”
“And they were playing video games and drinking soda and, you know, usual stuff.”

“Yeah.”

“But then I popped into the basement – that’s where they had the game console set up.”

“I can picture it.”

“I offered them some chips and other snacks or drinks, but they all just looked at me like I had three heads – or three tits!”

“That clued you in.”

“Yeah.”

“Then what?”

“I found out that after I had left the room, one of them said, ‘Can we turn off the game and watch your mom on Pornhub?’  My son was like, ‘No!  Absolutely not!’  But his friends overruled him and they turned it on.  The one who had asked to watch it knew exactly how to find it.  ‘That’s your mom?!’ the others asked.  They couldn’t believe it!”

“I bet.”

“They asked my son if I would come downstairs again.  He called me and I walked downstairs with more snacks for them.  They had turned the video game back on and pretended like they weren’t just watching porn of me.  I happened to be tanning outside when he called and so they saw my tattoos and knew right away that it was really me and not just a look-alike.  One of them was bold enough to say, ‘Mrs. P–, what’s it like to make those videos?’  I was taken aback and I said, ‘What are you talking about?’  He said, with a smirk, ‘You know.  We were just watching it.’  They turned it back on to show me.  It was a vid of me with two other men.”

“That’s mortifying!”

“Well, I had to accept it, right?”

“I guess.”

“It was my choice, after all.  Mine and my husband’s.”

“What happened next?”

“I said, ‘It’s just for fun,’ like I didn’t care what they did.  As if I was talking about gardening as a hobby or something.”

“And?”

“Well, they clamored, ‘Will you have fun with us?’”

“Bold!”

“Yes.  But they were at an age that they’d say anything that popped into their heads.”

“What did you say?”

“I thought I’d challenge them.  A game of chicken that I thought I’d win.  I said, ‘Pull down your pants and find out.’”

“Also bold!  What did they do?”

“To my shock and surprise, they did!  I was faced with five pubescent penises standing at attention as I stood in my skimpy bikini holding a bowl of chips!”

“What about your son?”
“He was there.  He watched.  He didn’t take down his pants.  His face blushed.”

“And?”

“I said, ‘You all jack off, right?’  They nodded.  I pulled my bikini bottom up tight so that my labia were flapping down over the taught string and said, ‘Well, tonight you can masturbate to the thought of this.’”

“That’s amazing!  Did they pull up their pants with a smile on their faces?”

“No.  The same boy who asked me about the porn, said, ‘I want you now!’”

“And?”

“Well, I can’t lie, I was intrigued to see how these kids could do.”

“No!”

“He started jacking off right there, in front of me and in front of his friends.”

“What did you do?”

“I watched.”

“Just watched?”

“Well, I’ll admit, I got wet.  I could feel my juices dripping down my inner thighs.”

“And?”

“He stared at my pussy lips as they enveloped the G-string and stroked so hard until he came.  He came so much and so powerfully and so far!!!!  It landed on my bare feet!”

“What happened next?”

“I said, ‘Feel better?’  He could hardly speak, but he nodded ‘Yes.’  I said, ‘Good.  Now the rest of you can go home and do the same, but this is our little secret, ok?’  No one said anything.  I added, ‘If you ever want something like this to happen again, you’ll agree, this is our little secret.  OK?’  They all agreed.”

“And what did you do?”

“I turned around slowly, so they could get a good glimpse of my ass, and went upstairs.  I went to my bedroom, got on the bed, pulled out my dildo, and went to town on my holes thinking about all those little eager cocks standing at attention for my pussy.  I thought about them all watching porn of me getting fucked and masturbating to me and I came so hard that I had to change all the bedding!”

“Did you tell your husband?”

“Not right away.”

To be continued…

“Normalize Cuckolding” Content Creator Roxy Interviewed by Lola Down

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Questions for Roxy – the hotwife of Ben and Roxy who run the website “Normalize Cuckolding”:

Roxy Dover and Ben

Roxy, Ben, and Bull

L: How did each of you get into the lifestyle?

R:  We actually met while swinging. Ben had been in the lifestyle for like 10 years before we met. He started swinging right out of high school and has never had a monogamous relationship.  Me and my ex husband have always had threesomes and other group activities since high school.  After we kinda cheated on each other a bunch we decided to open things up a little more formally.  After a few weeks of hooking up with Ben we realized there was something going on between us and that we were in very bad marriages.  One thing led to another and we ended up getting divorced and we married each other. I know one of the rules of swinging is to not fall in love, so we call this our swinger fail.

Roxy Dover

L: When did you decide to launch “Normalize Cuckolding” and why?

R: A few years back we were joking around about me wanting to bring a boyfriend with us to various places and events and that we should “normalize cuckolding” so I could openly do that without any of the negative connotations that come with that. It was kinda a joke between Ben and me and then he used it in some of our promotional work.  People really took to it and it kinda took off.  After a while we decided to lean into it and do seminars, podcasts, and set up a whole site dedicated to it.

Roxy’s Puffy Pussy

In reality, “Normalize Cuckolding” is really about not kink shaming.  While we want to reduce the stigma of being a cuckold, because none of the stereotypes are close to being true in most situations, we also want people to be able to explore whatever they enjoy without the fear of what other people think or how they are going to react.  We have one trip through life; everyone should be able to enjoy it how they want.  As long as what you are doing isn’t hurting anyone, you should feel free to do what makes you happy.

Roxy’s Mons Pubis

Roxy Can’t Get Enough!

L: What has been the response to “Normalize Cuckolding”?

R: People love it.  There really hasn’t been any negative response and in fact it seems to have helped people.  We often get emails or DMs from people we have helped get into the lifestyle through our content. What was really cool was that at Exxxotica 2024 NJ, 2 young guys came over to our booth and we were talking and one of them started to say how cuckolds are just weak, little men who can’t satisfy their wives.  I then asked 6’7″ 400lbs Ben to come over to join the conversation.  Not only did that shut him down, but his friend actually schooled him on all of the positives of cuckolding and the reality of what most cucks are like. So, for the most part, it seems to help others understand the kink and is helping others understand it a bit better.

Roxy’s Brand

Roxy puts out the call

That Glaze!

L: Best cuck experience you’ve had so far?

R: We got an AirBnB and a hotel room. I took Ben to the hotel room and made him get naked and locked his PA piercing to a kettlebell so he couldn’t move or do anything.  I then went to the AirBnB and spent the night with a very well-hung bull.  It was the best sex of my life.  After fucking all night, I went and got Ben from the hotel room but sat on his face and made him clean my very full, very sore pussy first.  Then I brought him back to the AirBnB so he could make sure he thanked my bull before he left.  This was one of the hottest things we have done.

L: When did you bring Kallie Freya into the mix and what’s the story behind “Crimson Chaos”?

R: We were shooting at Exxxotica and Moses brought her to our room to shoot a threesome scene.  The chemistry between us was electric. It was clear there was a connection between us.  After that we became very close friends and started to work together.  Both of us being redheads, we decided on the name Crimson Chaos.  Currently our schedules and lives are kinda pulling us apart, but Kallie is one of the most authentic, friendly, caring people you could ever meet.

Kallie Freya and Roxy Dover

Kallie and Roxy on Vacation

Kallie and Roxy

Kallie and Roxy – Killer Curves

Kallie and Roxy share an intimate moment

Kallie and Roxy normalize cuckolding together

L: Favorite porn stars (amateur or professional)?

R: Every single person I have worked with has been amazing.  Either we are doing a great job vetting talent or most porn stars are awesome people, but the vast majority of the time I walk away from a shoot wanting to work with the person again.  Also, being in the industry you grow a deep respect for what other talent is going through.  This is a nonstop grind where you have to keep moving.  Being a porn star is not easy. When collaborating with others, they become your partner in this so it’s really hard to select just a few who are my favorites.  Now I do have a small list of people I will not work with, but I’m going to keep that to myself.

Kallie has some moves of her own.

L: Favorite films, books, or TV shows?

R: There is a pretty sweet collection of books called Match, Cinder & Spark; they are pretty good.  We don’t watch many movies, but for TV we are usually binge watching something from years ago.  We are currently watching “Everybody Loves Raymond,” just finished “Home Improvement.”  I always have “New Girl” on during the day when I’m home.  I like simple and funny things to watch; nothing that’s going to make me depressed or over tax my brain to think about…..comfort shows

L: How does your hotwife/cuck relationship compare with what you’ve read in the Match, Cinder & Spark books?

R: Every hotwife/cuck relationship is different. It seems in the book there is a loving primary relationship with a dominant partner who loves how slutty the other one is. Our relationship is kind of like that.  Real cuckold relationships are rooted in love. I hate when guys ask me to cuck them; it’s simply not possible. I don’t love them.  There is no way you can truly understand what it feels like to be a cuck or a hotwife if it’s not done in a loving relationship. I also like when Ben is dominant when we are together. I’m naturally submissive and some of the stuff I want to explore, like say knife play, can only be done with someone I trust.  The issue we run into is that Ben also prefers to be submissive and craves that loss of control. So, in our relationship when we are alone, Ben is more of a switch.

Kallie and Ben

L: What would your dream date with me entail?

R:  I’m Bi so I always enjoy a sexy lady like yourself.  I’m also a size queen, so I love big dick as well.  So, for me a dream date would be: we get a nice hotel room, enjoy each other for a bit, order a pizza, cause I love to see a curvy woman like you eat naked and be fucked, and then invite over a few well-hung studs to pound us the rest of the night. Maybe we kick them out when they are done and we can cuddle while eating some cake and watching TV as we fall asleep together.

L: What can we expect from you in the near future?

R: Just plugging away at the website and trying to further the normalize the cuckolding movement.  Also, we have gotten into VR porn over the last few years and I think I’m going to make a bigger push with that this upcoming year.

L: Thanks so much! This has been fun!

Come and Get It!

 

Binders Full of Women

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Mysterious Scarlett

“Yes, please show Ms. Down in,” Lola heard the voice say over the intercom to the secretary at the front desk.

Lo had her binders full of women resting in her lap atop her short black skirt.  She held the binders firmly, with both hands.  Her feet were bouncing rapidly and nervously in her cute, shiny, teal, round-tow, kitten-heel, pumps.  She looked up anxiously at the sound of Collin’s voice over the intercom.

“You may go in now,” said the receptionist to Lo, only glancing at her briefly.

Lo entered the room, but instead of seeing Collin behind the large, wooden desk, she saw a beautiful brunette woman with bold, red lipstick, brown eyes, and stylish glasses looking down at some papers on her desk.

“Where’s Collin?” asked Lo, taken aback and with impudence, as if she had a right to her expectations.

The woman didn’t even look up at Lo.  “Busy.”

“But I heard his voice.  He told the receptionist to. . .”

“He’s working remotely,” said the woman, again, without looking up from her work.

“But, he’s supposed to. . .”

“I’ll be reviewing the layouts.”

“Who are you?”

Now the woman looked up at Lola.  Despite the woman’s attractiveness and thick mane of hair that Lo wanted to grab and hold onto as she pushed the woman’s voluptuous lips – her most striking feature – down between her legs, the stranger’s tone was cold, monotone, almost robotic.

“I’m the project manager.  The editor.  Collin’s right-hand man.”  She spoke and looked like Elizabeth Hurley playing Vanessa Kensington from the Austin Powers movie, which was just fine by Lola, because Lo had a long-standing crush on Elizabeth Hurley and the British accent made her twitterpated.

“You don’t look like a man,” said Lo, trying to get on the woman’s good side – if she had one, that is.

“I could fuck you five ways to Sunday,” said the editor.  Then those luscious lips broke into a smile and Lo could see the woman’s beautiful, bright white teeth behind them.  “And I would enjoy it too, I bet.”

The woman stood up, walked around the large desk, and extended her hand.  “I’m Scarlet.”

Lo couldn’t help but think how perfectly her name matched her looks.

“And I’m blushing,” said Lo.

“You’re everything Collin said you’d be.”

“Oh yeah?  What did he say I’d be?”

“Irresistible.”

“Did he?  That naughty rogue.”

“So, what’s that you have there?” asked Scarlet.

“My binders full of women.”

“I’d like to have a binder full of Lola,” she replied.

“That can be arranged,” replied Lo, and adding after a pause, “but I’m sure he’s shown you all of my angles already.”

“No, actually,” said the woman, politely, but slowly fingering Lo’s blouse seductively.  “He wanted me to use my imagination.  But he did tell me all about you.”

“Such tales require little imagination.”

“Well, now that I see you, I can tell you that the imaginings will be more vivid and erotic.”

Lo blushed again.  She felt at a disadvantage since she knew nothing about this bombshell before her.  “Collin can be obsequious.”

“Obsequious?!  He didn’t do you justice.”
“No?”

“Well, to be fair, now that I have met you in person, it seems to me all words fall short of conveying your beauty.”

“You are kind.”

“No.  I am objectively correct.  I have multiple degrees in the subject.”

“They offer upper-level classes on Lola Down?”

“If only,” said Scarlet, “my degrees are in art, aesthetics, design, and marketing.”

“That’s a lot of degrees for so young a woman.”  Now Lola was being obsequious.  Scarlet was clearly in her thirties, if not early forties.

“Keep up the flattery like that and I will have to put you over my knee to teach you not to fib.”

“You could put me over your knee anytime for any reason.”

“I may take you up on that, but only if you displease me.”

“I don’t have a degree in it, but the giving and receiving pleasure was my field of study in college.”

“I could be your master’s thesis advisor then.”

“I’m willing to learn from anyone who can teach me a new trick.”

“Let’s see your homework and then we’ll get to the extracurriculars.”

Lo placed the multiple thick binders on the desk before the brunette.

“They are divided into sections, as I imagine the masturbatorium museum will be.”

Scarlet looked at the index:

 

Porn Stars

MILFs

Preggo

Lactating

Breastfeeding

BBW

SSBBW

Golden Girls

Girls Next Door

Moms and Daughters

Nudists

BDSM

Boy-toys

Trans

Tiny Tits

Tiny Cocks

Creatures of Enormous Size

Bestiality

Misc.

 

 

“I see you’ve been photo farming.”

“What?”

“You know, photo farming – collecting photos of women and men you find alluring.”

“Oh, I just call it ‘putting it in the fap hat.’  You know, like the ‘spank bank’ ‘snack pack,’ or ‘bean machine,’ ‘perv reserve,’ and ‘jill thrills’ if you wish to be particular about it.”

“It’s a photo farm,” said Scarlet definitively.  “And that’s ok.  We all have them.”

Scarlet turned the pages slowly, viewing each page with an expert eye.

She then flipped through the hundreds of other pages.

“There’s a lot here,” he said, pensively, as she was cursorily reviewing Lo’s work.  “I think I’ll need to bring this work home with me.  In the meantime, why don’t you utilize your platform to see what your readers would like?”

“Like, post all of these photos?”

Scarlet managed to tear her attention away from the binders in order to look up at Lo.

“Not all,” she said, “That would be ridiculous!  We’re trying to whittle this enormous collection down to a manageable size.  Post a sample of each category and see what people say they’d like to see more of.  After I’ve had a chance to look through this myself, I’ll call you.”

Lo reluctantly left her binders full of women on Scarlett’s desk and stood up, a bit perplexed.

“Will that be all?” she asked as if she were some sort of subordinate to this superior.

“One more thing,” said Scarlett.

“Yes?”

“What’s your favorite?”

Lola didn’t need to give the question any thought.  She simply said, “That would be cheating.  But maybe, if you ever do fuck me five ways to Sunday, you just might find out.”

Scarlett smiled mischievously and then pressed on her intercom button.  “I’ll need a few minutes before my next appointment,” she said as she opened her desk drawer and pulled out a huge dildo and placed it on the desk for Lo to see.  “That will be all, Ms. Down,” she pronounced clearly and coldly.

Lo’s heart had skipped a beat because, for a moment, she thought Scarlett would be using the foreboding phallus on her, but then she realized what was happening and turned to exit.  She did an about-face so fast on her feet that her short little skirt flew up for just a second, revealing her ass to Scarlett’s probing eyes.  Then she was gone.

[Dear Reader, please use the comments to vote for your favorites or to suggest others.]

Stoya

Stoya

Pornstar Sasha Grey

Sasha and Stoya

Sasha

Sasha

Pornstar Daizha Morgann

 

Daizha Morgann

Pornstar Lola Vargas Martin

Porn Star Gili Sky

MILF Samantha Massie

MILF Samantha Massie

MILF Samantha Massie enjoying Match, Cinder & Spark

Sam and Son

Sam and Daughter

Quintessential MILF Sam

 

Preggo

Three Pregnant Muses

Crossover – Preggo Porn Star Grey Desire

Lactating

Breastfeeding

Breastfeeding

Breastfeeding Lisa Shapira

Breastfeeding

BBW – Chunky Vixen

Chunky Vixen

BBW – Lisalou and Aurora Fits

Lisalou and Aurora

SSBBW Rosiee

SSBBW – Lady Brads

SSBBW – Lady Brads

BBW Party

Golden Girl – Beautifully Broken

Beautifully Broken

Beautifully Broken selling her panties. Send her an email and tell her Lola sent you.

Golden Girl – Queen Bev getting off to Lola

Golden Girl – Queen Bev from behind

Golden Girl – Queen Bev showing off the large pussy

Golden Girl – Queen Bev gets off on her FUPA

Golden Girl – Queen Bev loves to read naked

Golden Girl – Queen Bev an boyfriend

Vote for your favorite category/slut in the comments. Feel free to suggest a category or slut we missed. Also, don’t forget Lola Down:

Lola in the tub

More to (make you) cum.

 

The Golden Girls – Candi Annie

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Cute Candi Annie

We’re starting a new category for this blog – “The Golden Girls” – that will feature sexy mature women (and their men).  This week we’re going to begin with a woman who has been in the lifestyle before it was called that.  Candi Annie was introduced to poly relationships real early and she hasn’t let up.  She’s in her sixties now and still going strong. If you like what you read and see, leave her a sweet comment.

Here’s the interview:

LOLA – Tell us about yourself. Where’d you grow up? Where’d you go to school? What did you do for most of your life? And how did you get into taking sexy photos and making sexy films?

Candi Annie in red

C.A. – I grew up in a small town in upstate New York and went to college in Boston- to a long gone, all girls college- Bay State Junior College. Getting away from all the limitations of a small town was an eye opener for me especially when it came to sex. I wanted to do it all and let all inhibitions go away. I tried everything I could think of sexually. A married couple that I actually “dated” at the time opened me up to not only the lifestyle having sex with other women which was great and sex on-camera. They actually arranged my first venture into hardcore porn for my eighteenth birthday where they bought me a ticket to LA to be in a “professional” porn shoot. It was so exciting and fun! My life took a turn after college and I had one bad relationship after another and my sexuality was put on the back burner for a number of reasons.

Unfortunately, the “professional porn shoot” pics are lost, but Candi Annie has tried to make up for it in later life.

Candi Annie with AARP volunteers.

Candi Annie getting off

LOLA – Where did you meet your husband and how did you two grow into the lifestyle you lead now?

C.A. – I met Al on the island of St. Croix where he was living and I was getting away from a cold New York winter and another bad relationship. We hit it off immediately! We talked for hours just walking around under the warm tropical night it was so amazing to find someone that I could tell everything to and he did not judge me. That openness is what solidified our relationship from the beginning. He never thought of me as a slut or anything like that, neither of us were virgins, what BS! He was excited to know of my previous experiences and was always wanting to know what made me feel good. The first time he went down on me it was electric, my most amazing orgasm in years! The sex just kept getting better and we were like 20 yr olds having sex 4-5 times a day. We never really thought of the lifestyle since our sex lives were already great, we just didn’t need it. But early on erotic photos did add some excitement and kept that “spark” alive.

Candi Annie with a friend at home.

Candi Annie likes to dress up to go out.

Candi Annie hitting on the staff.

LOLA – I can’t believe you’re sixty! You look great! Any special hints for preserving that beauty – both in terms of your face and also your great body?

C.A. – I am getting older and I certainly see the wrinkles more and more but I have always believed in good fast paced walks 3-4 times a week, nothing crazy and frankly speaking we still have sex every day- usually wake up sex that is usually all oral. I wake up to Al licking my pussy and after I reach my orgasm, Al brings his cock to my mouth and I “milk” him. Maybe that has something to do with all over health too, a big mouthful of cum everyday! I have to admit I crave the taste!

Candi Annie says, “A load of cum in the morning keeps me looking young!”

Candi Annie, “Next!”

Candi Annie is an inspiration to Lola Down

LOLA – I’ve noticed that most of your posts are with men and mostly older men. What are you into – men, women? Would you enjoy being with a younger man or woman?

C.A. – Older men just seem to be more caring and sensual. Ever since I visited those adult theaters in College where older men surrounded me and fondled me in such an erotic and respectful manner that I never felt uncomfortable. I would enjoy one after another but they were never forceful or disrespectful. They wanted to see me enjoying myself as much as they wanted to get off! That theater is where I met the male half of that couple I mentioned earlier. They took me under their wings and introduced me to so many exciting sexual things. Age did become an issue as we went along since I was actually only 16 when I met them but we had a great couple years and all involved had a great time. I have absolutely zero regrets!

Candi Annie camping

Candi Annie greeting the neighbors at the campground

Candi Annie has been around since before women shaved the bush

LOLA – What are your kinks, fetishes, and taboo interests?

C.A. – I think I have done them all! At this point meeting fun, interesting couples to explore with is all that is left on the bucket list. To have other couples that are well traveled open, loving but are sensual, compassionate, respectful and more on the professional and quiet side is our primary interest now. We are beyond the wild loud parties and really tired of rude, crude and pushy guys.

Candi Annie working from home

Candi Annie ready for her next Zoom meeting

Candi Annie prepping for that big presentation.

Candi Annie waiting for your call

LOLA – How long have you done this – the sex posting – and how long do you hope to keep it up?

C.A. – We started posting erotic photos about twenty years ago and without doubt it has kept the spark in our relationship! Truthfully I think this may be my last year unless perhaps the financial side improves, our sex life is great and I think the couples – swingers resorts and cruises etc will be our focus moving beyond this year. Not everything has to be on camera.

Candi Annie camping again.

Keep going Candi Annie!

LOLA – Top bucket-list sex fantasy?

C.A. – Tops is to find those elusive perfect couples to explore with! They should both be Bi, as well as the previously mentioned prerequisites. Age is irrelevant as long as everything else comes together, but it will take a “mature” couple to hit it off with us- that is an attitude not an age.

Candi Annie looking great!

LOLA – Books, movies, TV shows, and other porn stars you like?

C.A. – As far as pornstars- Nina Hartley is my long time crush and with her age she just gets more impressive. I am somewhat of a John Grisham fan and read most his books . Love erotic tales as well and of course Match, Cinder & Spark books! For TV shows I love comedy!!

Nina Hartley back in the day

Nina Hartley looking hot!

Nina Hartley timeless!

LOLA – What’s your relationship with your fans?

C.A. – I have some amazing on-line lovers! It is such a turn on for me to know the men masturbate as they watch me and cum as they think of me. If that is not some kind of LOVE I don’t know what is! My biggest thrill is to receive video tributes that show them masturbating as they watch my video and end with a huge flow of cum going all over the screen! As far as meeting in person, I am very careful and let Al deal with that. I like the fantasy that I share with my lovers on-line and living up to that in person does not always work out. They have thoughts of what I am like and I love to share and let their fantasy continue but meeting the real me can let them down and that frankly terrifies me. It happened once many years ago where we met a couple in Newport, RI where we were living at the time they wanted to get together with the point to see about moving forward with an intimate relationship. The female in that couple backed out saying I was too old and not what she expected. I was devastated and that put our swinging hopes on hold for years. I now hope to just be at a resort or on a cruise where we just happen to met the right couple that we hit it off with! As for single men – it is even more difficult – rude and crude scare me! – in person anyway… on-line it is fine!

Show us some love! Send your cumtributes for Candi Annie and Lola Down to me: downloladown@gmail.com

LOLA – What’s next for you?

C.A. – More of those cruises and hope that destiny will show us the swinger way!

LOLA – Where can we see more of you?

C.A. – My main content site is: https://candiannie.com
it is forwarded to sheer currently: https://www.sheer.com/Candi-Annie
most free content: https://www.xvideos.com/candi_annie_official
latest videos and custom work: https://www.manyvids.com/Profile/437396/candi-annie/Store/Videos
always some here: https://xhamster.com/users/newbiecpl4u
others would be newbienudes and adultism plus…

social sites:
Twitter “X” – https://x.com/anniecandi73578?lang=en
Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/candiannie.bsky.social
Reddit: https://www.reddit.com/user/newbiecpl4u/?rdt=48390
MeWe: https://mewe.com/candiannie.27/posts
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61557639365527
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/candi_annie69/

If you want Candi Annie to keep doing what she’s doing into her 70’s, support her content!

Thanks so much Candi!!!!

Bye for now Candi Annie

Interview with Grey Desire

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GREY DESIRE – “I put the ‘hole’ in ‘wholesome'”

If you don’t already know Grey Desire, then you should and here’s your chance. I’m sure you’ll be as big a fan as I am after this interview.

Grey Desire

 

LOLA – First, let me say, I cannot believe I’m interviewing you!  You!  Grey Desire!  Blushing.  OK, I just have to get over being star-struck.  I originally found you because you had a very low-budget, homemade movie of you doing about a half hour of yoga poses for beginners.  It looked like you filmed it in your bedroom.  Oh, and you were naked.  It was my regular warm-up for yoga video.  It was a great way to start the day (and also to get off to you after).  But, tell us, how did you get started both with yoga and with making videos of you doing yoga nude.

G.D. – I appreciate all of the excitement very much! I absolutely love when people find me through my nude yoga content. While all of my content is based on concepts I enjoy doing, the yoga content feels the most “me” out of everything! I was a cheerleader throughout my schooling but once that was over, I needed to find a new method for fitness, yoga seemed to be something I could transition to smoothly. Now, I have been doing a regular yoga practice for the last 10 years! The nude yoga content felt very natural to begin, I started it quite early in my porn creation career. I enjoy the eroticism that comes with doing normal, day-to-day tasks in the nude and I find yoga clothing to be restrictive… from there, things just fell into place!

Are you ready to get in shape with Grey Desire?

LOLA – You’re pregnant now – seven months? – and you had one child already.  You produce and post nearly daily videos of you doing yoga and other things while pregnant.  A lot of women who become pregnant also become self-conscious of the changes in their body, shape, and weight gain.  But your work is totally body-positive.  Can you say a bit about your head-space while being pregnant?

G.D. – Yes! I just hit the eight month mark with my second pregnancy this weekend! It is truly so hard to simply exist as a person in the world with the pressures of weight, diet culture and the results of body-shaming. I struggled with a lot of anorexia and bulimia in my cheerleading days and still have to fight off bad tendencies these days. Outside of pregnancy, I often try to gain weight and as soon as it starts to happen, the internal voices come in to tell me I should lose it. But with pregnancy, not only is it a given that you will gain weight but it is recommended! It is so much easier for me to silence the internal voices when I feel the weight I gain is benefiting the little life inside. Pregnancy, and the weight that comes with it, helps me feel like my truest self! The hard part for me is postpartum when the world tells people to “bounce back” and my real goal is to keep the weight.

Preggo Grey Desire

LOLA – Most of your work is of you alone, but occasionally you appear with a man and sometimes with various women.  Can you tell us about what turns you on, gets you off, and when and how you discovered this?

G.D. – My porn originally started as all boy/girl content with my long-term partner. I had so much fun doing it that I just took it all over and basically kicked him out until I needed him again as a stunt cock 😉 Creating content has really helped me discover my turn ons, kinks and interests. It even helped me learn that I’m into women too! Having the freedom and encouragement to explore really let my previously repressed self let loose. As for what those specific kinks are, some of my favorites are just about anything anal, using household objects or foods as toys, stretching and stuffing my holes to the limit and making a mess with bodily fluids!

Grey with Jojo Delow

LOLA – Are you married or dating?  If so, how does your partner handle your internet presence?

G.D. – I am married to a man and also open to dating women! As I mentioned previously, porn creation was something we did together to begin with so he is in full support of what I do. We certainly have boundaries and we maintain open communication throughout to make sure both parties are feeling respected, considering the nature of what I do. Truly, the only aspect he struggles with in regard to my internet presence is the inevitable appearance of “trolls.” I am sure it’s difficult to see a loved one dealing with the effects of the internet. Fortunately, he has been a great resource in helping me discover  and strengthen my confidence to not let them get to me.

Grey Desire

LOLA – Who are your heroes, role models, and inspirations and why?

NoFaceGirl

G.D. – As a faceless creator, some of my immediate inspirations were NoFaceGirl and LeoLulu. Both incredibly talented creators I look up to daily. As I have developed my own style and begun my camming career, I tend to lean more towards full-face models and cam girls for inspiration. Lydia Love, Mary Moody and Cubbi Thompson have been huge role models in the cam world, two of which I have had the pleasure of working with so far! In the video creation realm, I look up to so many! The creativity Elly Clutch brings to her content, the glamour and quality Jewelz Blu provides in her content and the eager, fun and sexual energy Catherine Knight & Dainty Wilder add to their content – all commendable aspects to admire and learn from!

LeoLulu

LeoLulu

LeoLulu

Lydia Love and Grey Desire doing some stretching together

Mary Moody

Mary Moody

Mary Moody

Mary Moody

Mary Moody

Cubbi Thompson at the sauna with friends

Cubbi Thompson and a young friend

Elly Clutch in the Crotch

Jewlez Blu in the dorm

Jewlez Blue coed

Jewelz Blu

Jewelz Blu BDSM

Jewlez Blu extra curricular

Jewelz Blue and friends reading mysexlifewithlola blog

Catherine Knight

Dainty Wilder

Dainty Wilder taken from behind

LOLA – Favorite books, movies, TV shows, porn stars?

G.D. – I wish I had more free time to devote to these but being a full-time MILF does take a lot of time! When I do get the chance to read, I enjoy a lot of Buddhism inspired books, particularly by author Thich Nhat Hanh. Mindfulness and meditation are important aspects in my life. I also have been wanting to dive more into erotic reading and at the top of my list is Match, Cinder & Spark by H.H. Perhaps my first activity once I am out of the newborn trenches.

Ethical Non-Monogamy Magazine article about Lola Yoga

LOLA – You won XBIZ MILF Streamer of the Year 2024.  Tell us how that happened and what that was like?

G.D. – I still do not know how that happened to be honest. I am so incredibly honored and grateful to the people who vote for and support me. The entire experience was incredibly surreal. It truly feels like a massive achievement, especially as a faceless creator. It feels like my efforts in porn creation are being recognized, but most importantly, it feels like the supporters/fans/friends I have made along the way are actually in my corner. The connections I have been able to develop through this line of work are incredible. I am so grateful for the chance to get to know such amazing people and to have their support!

LOLA – In addition to a great body and cute face, you have the most adorable speaking voice.  Ever think about doing ASMR?

G.D. – I get this question and request so often! I have made two incredibly amateur ASMR videos in my career so far. I enjoyed dipping my toes into that realm and would really enjoy being able to explore more. Right now, my efforts are primarily focused on pregnancy content as that phase is so short. Then we’ll have a new bodily fluid to enjoy for a time. Once I am finished with this very niche time in my career, I do hope to branch out further into more kinks and interests, including ASMR content!

LOLA – What is your relationship with your viewers/fans?  Are they respectful?  Do you find that you make content based upon their requests?  And how do you feel about the various kinks that you do – pee, pee enemas, gaping, lactation, odd insertions, queef, etc.?  You’ve come a long way from that first yoga video.

G.D. – I truly feel so much love for my supporters! I have yet to find a word for them that seems accurate, they are much more than supporters, “friends” seems to be a more fitting term. Being able to openly share kinks and the innermost parts of your personality really creates an intimate, close bond. I would say the vast majority are respectful, there are certainly those who are not but that’s what the block button is for 😉 If anything, I struggle more with creating too strong of a connection and being essentially heartbroken when subscriptions inevitably end or lives move in different directions.

All of my public content is related to themes I personally enjoy, and yes, that includes the pee enemas (they’re my fav!). I also offer custom content options that dive more specifically into an individual’s kinks. With those, I branch out of my interests and often cater to things I did not even know existed! It is so fun to explore new things. Sometimes they lead to me developing new kinks and other times, it’s just a fun role to play.

LOLA – Plans for the future?

G.D. – Well, I plan to be doing this for a long while. When people ask how long, I often say I’ll be here creating porn until they think I’m too old and gross to continue, and then maybe five more years after that 😉 I have ambitions of maintaining my streak of creating new videos every week (5 years running), reaching certain follower milestones on various sites, being nominated for and perhaps even winning more awards and most importantly, continuing to create a positive and healthy porn experience for my viewers in as many ways as I can!

If you want to find more of me and my content, visit my website greydesire.com

LOLA – Thank you so much! This has been a great opportunity to learn more about you.

[After our interview, I sent Grey Desire a free copy of Match, Cinder & Spark on audiobook so she could listen while breastfeeding.]

Marsupial Position

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After the first Cum Cube companion had left, Lola heard the special knock at the door.  It was still ten minutes before her next appointment.  Lo opened the door cautiously.  It was Meri.

MILF Meri desperate at the bar for some real cock

“What are you doing here?”

“I’m sorry,” Meri replied, “I couldn’t stay away.”

“You’re incorrigible.”

“Like you’re one to talk,” replied Meri, dismissive of Lo’s insults.

“HH calls me that all the time.  I take it as a compliment.  Like, ‘You’re incredible!  You’re amazing!  You have the sexual powers of a goddess.’  You know?”

“Oh, so you think you’re paying me a compliment?”

“It all depends on how you take it.”

“How did you take it?”

“Take what”

“That guy’s cock.  That’s what.”

“Fast and deep, front and back.”

“I figured.  I could hear you cumming from across the street.”

“You could?”

“Of course!”

“And now you want some?”

“Are you going to deny me?”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”  Actually, after her first session, which was so much more than she could have imagined, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to handle any more and was glad for the reinforcements.

“When’s your next appointment?”

Lo looked at her watch.  “He should be here any minute now.”

“I gotta get out of these clothes then.”

“Yes, hurry,” said Lo, helping Meri out of her winter attire.

Soon Meri was in nothing but a white bra, her white nylons, and her red pumps.

“There’s one rule you have to keep.”

“What’s that?”

“You have to remain bent over, facing this wall.  The idea is that there is a certain level of anonymity.  They can’t see you and you can’t see them.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“But I though you vetted them on-line?”

“We were still anonymous there.  They are afraid that if I know who they are, I could blackmail them.”

“Blackmail?”

“Yeah, because of their wives and families and such.”

“Oh, right.”

“And I, well, you know, I just like anonymous fucks anyhow.”

“Oh, I know!”

There was a knock at the door using the secret code.

Lo released the latch and the next patron of the arts entered the sacred space.  He was confronted with not one round, beautiful rump ready to be mounted, but two.  One naked, used, and welcoming, and one, larger than the first, squeezed into the tight-fitting nylons.

Mr. Next Up came in and didn’t say anything.  He just ran his hand over both rears that were confronting him.  He gave Lo’s a little smack and then pulled Meri’s tights down around her knees.  He began fondling both of them – Lo with his right hand and Meri with his left.  He then got on his knees behind Lo and began licking her ass, perineum, and pussy as he continued to fondle Meri, inserting a finger into her pussy and then his thumb into her ass.

Both Lo and Meri were now grinding on him – Lo on his tongue and Meri and his digits.

“Fuck me,” said Lo.

“Fuck me!” insisted Meri.

The girls could hear him unbuckle his pants and then heard him let his pants drop to the floor.  He fumbled with a condom and then he was up against Lo’s rear with his hips.  Lo felt his huge heft – not of his cock, but of his stomach – flop down on her lower back.  He was slapping up against her with his hips.

“Hey, slow down,” said Lo.  “Are you even in?” she asked, moving her right hand behind her, under his giant beer belly, to grab his pecker and point it in the right direction.

When she finally got ahold of it, she was like, “Wait, is this it?”

“I, I, I’m having trouble with the condom,” a deep voice replied.

“Fine, forget the condom,” said Lo.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Lo saw a tiny piece of rubber land on the floor by her feet.  It reminded her of a finger cot she once used in a science class.

She reached behind her again and felt a tiny, protruding, almost pimple-like bump.

“Is this you?” she asked.

“Yes,” came the shameful response.

“Try again,” said Lo, pulling the nub toward her.

His hips again slapped up against Lo’s ass.  Lo shrugged her shoulders.  She couldn’t feel anything.  Especially not after her first romp.  But she wasn’t going to let on.  She moaned and groaned, oohed and aaahed like she was being fucked by King Dong.  Lo’s cum-cooing turned on Meri and Meri moved her right hand under Lo to feel the tips of Lo’s tits as they lilted forward and back, swaying heavily under her as Lo was bent at a right angle, perpendicular to the wall that supported her.

“My turn,” insisted Meri.

They guy pulled “out” of Lo, even though Lo didn’t think he had even penetrated her, and followed suit with Meri.  Meri looked at Lo and Lo made a hand gesture with her thumb and index finger indicating that this guy was no more than an inch at most!

Beer Belly and Meri

Meri’s eyes rolled and then she put on the act.  “Oh yeah.  That’s it.  Fuck me!  Fuck me like the whore I am,” and so on.  She was nearly laughing and getting Lo to giggle as she hammed it up.

“Are you a bad girl?” asked the panting voice from behind her.

“Yes, so bad.”

“How bad are you?”

“I’m a dirty slut.”

“Do you have kids?” he asked.

“Yes, three sons,” she said.

“I can tell.  Your pussy is much looser than Lo’s.”

“Oh, but you fill it up so good,” she said – insulted by his comment, but still feeling superior since she knew that even if she was tight as a virgin, he still wouldn’t feel her due to his microscopic appendage, nor would she feel him.

“I bet you say that to your sons,” he said.

“Sometimes,” replied Meri, playing along, but also, truthfully with regard to her youngest.

“Yeah?  Are you a dirty whore at home?”

“I’m a dirty whore everywhere I go.”

“Tell me about it,” he said.

Lo, at this point, was growing tired with being mere window dressing, or window undressing, however the case may be, even though there were no windows and Lo was already undressed.

She rolled onto her back and then slid underneath Meri’s drooping and swaying tits until Lo was straddled by Meri’s knees.  Mr. Small was smacking away at Meri’s backside without penetrating or pleasuring any part of her pubic area.  Now Lo’s little flower spread just below Meri’s larger petals, allowing for the choice of four portals to pleasure instead of just two, but none of which were within reach of the man’s petite probe.

Meri’s nipples fell to Lo’s open mouth and Lo licked, sucked, and bit gently on them.  Meri flaunted her large, full breasts before Lo’s face, taunting her with her much larger and fuller tits, though, unlike Lo’s perky breasts, Meri’s drooped and sagged.  Lo enjoyed Meri’s matronly mammary offering, but then slid up further in order to kiss Meri’s open mouth as Lo wrapped her legs around Meri’s hips and her arms over her shoulders and held on like a marsupial.

Meri looked down at Lo’s face and laughed.

“I can’t feel him,” she whispered and Lo laughed too.

“Oooh, yeah,” said Lo, mockingly.

“Ahh, fuck me,” said Meri in the same jocular tone.

The two of them giggled as the man furiously flapped his hips forward and back like a large walrus trying to slide headlong on the sand.

“Oh, you’re so much better and bigger than my husband,” said Meri over her shoulder.

“Yeah?” asked the guy.  “Tell me about him.”

“He’s so small, I never feel him.  I haven’t had an orgasm with him in ages!  That’s why I whore around town like this,” she said, giggling in Lo’s ear.

Lo lapped it up and held onto her older, sexy, voluptuous MILF mentor with joy and delight, squirting and dribbling over her lower lips.

“Never brought you to an orgasm?”

“I didn’t say never,” Meri replied to his question.  “But so long ago that I can’t remember it.”

“That’s horrible,” he said, “why not?”

“He’s an enormous man with a small cock and as a result of all his bodily girth and lack of girth where it really matters, he can’t even get close enough to me to enter my pussy.  Every time we have sex, I end up jerking him off with just my index finger and thumb.”

Suddenly, the slapping of fat on ass stopped.  Before either Lo or Meri knew what was happening, the man had pulled up his pants and left the Cum Cube.

Lo looked at Meri, puzzled.

“Why’d he go?” she asked.

“That was Scott,” cackled Meri, squealing with delight, “my husband!”

“Nooooooooooooo!” replied Lo, shocked.

“Yes!”

“How do you know?”

“I know how my husband fucks.  I know the wheezing sound he makes when he’s overexerted himself.  I know the feeling of that tub of lard that flops over his beltline and lands on my lower back before he makes his pathetic attempt to fuck my pussy.  I know how small his dick is – it’s unusually small and almost uniquely so – and how he cannot, no matter how he tries, get it in the hole.  He’s like a horny Chihuahua trying to mount a Great Dane!  And I definitely know that brand of condoms – ‘My Size’ – that he has to import from England.”  She pointed at the condom on the floor and laughed at its pathetic diameter.

“How do you think he. . . I mean, how did he?  I was so careful about who I. . .”  Lo didn’t have the words, she was so shocked.

Meri shrugged her shoulders and said, “He has probably been tracking my internet usage.”

“No!”

“Yeah,” she assured, “he’s been suspicious of my every move ever since our failed attempt to throw him off my scent.  Your little seduction of my husband (and my three sons) seems to have backfired.  I figured he was up to something.  But now I know for sure.  He must have gotten some spyware and downloaded it onto my computer and phone.  He probably knows every pornographic website I click on, my every email and chat message, my every phone call.”

Lo looked dismayed.

“What are you going to do?” she asked.

“What is there to do?” replied Meri, shrugging her shoulders.  “Go home and face the consequences.”

Just then, there was a loud knock at the door of the Cum Cube.  It was not the secret code knock.  Just an insistent three bangs on the door.  Lo and Meri were startled.

“Just a minute!” Lo chimed, trying to find something to put on.

Lo was wearing just her coat.  Meri, too, put hers on as Lo opened the door.  It was the police.

“What’s going on?” asked Lo, surprised.

“Shut down.”

“What?!”

“You have to shut it down.”

“I have permission from the mayor.”

“This is on orders of the mayor.”

“I don’t understand.”
“Apparently, the press got word of this do-gooder operation of yours and a lot of people are upset about it.”

“Upset?”

“Protesting City Hall.”

“But why?”

The officer shrugged his shoulders and said, “All I know is I got to shut this operation down.”

Lola and Meri were escorted out of the Cum Cube by the men in blue, leaving behind all the paraphernalia that Lo had so meticulously arranged inside her little sex oasis: the Match, Cinder & Spark books, the magazines, the posters.

After the shutdown, the cube didn’t just go away, it was repurposed as a municipal “lactation station,” but in reality, people used it as a masturbation station.  In fact, one handsome crew of six guys sent Lo one of her favorite tribute shots – all six gay or bi men in a circle jerk over her glossy image on the cover of a magazine!

Cum Cube cumtribute pic

A Hotwife’s Guide to Cuckolding

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We interrupt this story of Lola’s Cum Cube to bring you, hot off the presses, a steamy review of Nathalie Bardot’s A Hotwife’s guide to Cuckolding:The Subtle Art of Fucking Whomever You Want

Author and Hotwife Nathalie Bardot

Cover Art: Lola Down

 

A Hotwife’s Guide to Cuckolding – yes, that is a title that I could not pass up and that I knew immediately I had to read.  I had to see for myself if this Nathalie Bardot was speaking from experience or merely selling copy.  I had to find out if she had something to teach me or if I had seen and done it all.  And I’m here to tell you, Nathalie Bardot is the real deal and there’s even a thing or two that even a seasoned slutty hotwife can learn from the pages of her guide.

Hotwife Nathalie Bardot getting off to Match, Cinder & Spark

As she tells us in the prologue, “there are actually people genuinely interested in discussing the cuckolding lifestyle.  However, in this context, people almost exclusively refers to men.”  Her goal with this book is to “describe the cuckolding lifestyle from a female perspective.”  Yes, that is sorely needed.  And if you’re a woman who is even remotely interested in having a thing on the side, then this book is for you.

Nathalie Bardot and all she needs to get off.

I appreciate that she begins with “Definitions” and distinguishes between a cuck and a stag.  The former often takes delight in being humiliated by the sexual promiscuity of the hotwife, the latter not so much.  But, in either case, they both have in common a pleasure that is derived from the hotwife’s “satisfaction and sexual growth.”

Nathalie Bardot and Cuck Hubby Eric with Match, Cinder & Spark

If you read this book, if you have ever engaged in being a hotwife or a cuck, a stag, or even a bull or cuckqueen, there is one formula you should know and that this book repeats out of necessity: Have a solid foundation of love, trust, and excellent communication!

Nathalie Bardot, Hubby, Match, Cinder & Spark

Many men/husbands will find this book useful (if they follow its instructions) because Nathalie is very clear that, though so many men want to see their wives fuck around, not every wife or girlfriend wants to live that lifestyle and Nathalie is explicit that this is about her pleasure, not his.  If a woman derives pleasure from this arrangement, then her man may, as a happy “externality” (as economists put it) also enjoy it, but if she does not derive pleasure from it, then he has no business forcing this upon her.

Nathalie gets warmed up

Nathalie explains that introducing the idea (no matter who is the one to introduce it) should be gentle and exploratory.  She recommends reading erotic novels “on the theme of the wife seeing other men and the husband really enjoying this” together.  Might I suggest here starting with the collection of Match, Cinder & Spark about yours truly?  She also recommends reading blog posts together about a couple in this lifestyle.  Again, perhaps you might want to start with mysexlifewithlola.com.  Just saying.

Nathalie preps for a visit from her bull.

Nathalie has a whole chapter on the “benefits of being a hotwife” which include increased horniness, better sex with your partner, and my favorite – constant butterflies in the stomach, as well as that extramarital, post-coital “glow.”

Nathalie Bardot: “I’m ready for you. Read to me.” Match, Cinder & Spark

Nathalie goes into a lot of important details about the lifestyle, including rules and the importance of following them, cock size and how, though it is not the most important aspect of a man, she does “truly enjoy getting stretched out” (as do I!), and how to find a bull.

Match, Cinder & Spark – it’s THAT GOOD a read

A few other things that Nathalie and I have in common include that she sometimes shows her man her “newly shaved pussy before leaving, telling him I shaved exclusively for him.  Of course, he’s fully aware that I’m being completely ironic.”  And, when she leaves her man behind to go on a date, she is sure to tell him that “he’s not allowed to cum” while she’s out, “no matter what.”  It was nice to see we share these little quirks.

I also appreciated that this is not simply a book to turn you, the reader, on, but to give you practical advice, like the chapter on insuring your personal security.  Everyone thinking about getting into the lifestyle should start with that.

Nathalie Bardot The Toast of The Hotwives

Finally, this book is not simply a steamy read that allows a glimpse into the mind of a sexy, experienced, and happy hotwife, but it helps you (whatever your role in the triangle you occupy) to navigate these complex and challenging, but fun and fulfilling, encounters with the benefit of advice from someone who has been there before and will cum there again!

You can find more of author Nathalie Bardot on Medium.com

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