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Caleb and Annie [18+] [M28] [F24][Young lonely girl makes a move on her older bestfriend]
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It's been a hard day. I'm on the bathroom floor freaking out unable to move past a gentle rocking motion. Caleb's been letting me crash at his place for awhile because of family bullshit. One of the many things on my mind. I keep trying to get it out of my head but it's hard. So I decide to try and focus on my breathing as caleb comes in calling my name but I can't answer. He comes through the bedroom and hears me crying on the floor. He walks in and scoops me into his arms cooing softly to me whilst taking me over to the bed. Caleb knows alot of my issues and alot of my past. Me having freakouts and episodes are not new to him. He's always been kind to me. He's my best friend. He holds me tight as he sits down and rocks me himself. "What happened today?" He gently whispers. I try to talk but nothing comes out, so I start crying more. He understands and cradles me. My face is in his neck as he's shushing me and running his hands over my back and head. What feels like hours go by before I finally settle. I kiss his cheek gently. "Thank you." I manage to whimper. I kiss his cheek again, and then his neck. "Hey, what are you doing?" He pulls away gently. Ashamed I look away. What am I thinking? This will ruin our relationship, our friendship. He holds my chin in place and forces me to open my eyes. "Talk to me" he demands. I tell him I had another episode. The thoughts wouldn't stop and my heart felt like it was going to burst. He listens and nods. "Thank you for telling me. Why did you kiss me?" "I feel safe around you" I look down like a child who's been told off. "Hey, don't be ashamed. You're the one who said you wanted to cherish the friendship. I'm just confused" I dig my face into his neck again holding him tighter. "I know. I know. I just... It's just..." I can't seem to finish, so I just kiss his neck again. "Annie? You can't do this to me. I won't be able to stop." He says groaning. I pull him tighter to me and kiss his neck again. This time nipping him a little. "Ahhh Annie" he groans loudly. He pulls away and forces my eyes on his. "What do you want?" I bite my lip tenderly and look him dead in the eyes... "You. I want you." As soon as the words leave my mouth hes on top of me. Holding me, his body on mine, his lips inches away from me. "Say that again" he demands. "I want you. Please." I plead with him. And his lips are on mine. Soft and gentle at first, but it soon turns rough and hard with need. We both moan into eachothers mouths. Groaning and grinding on eachother. He holds my hands together with his whilst his other hand begins to run around my body. Rubbing me, teasing me. "Ohhh Caleb." His eyes burn with desire as he begs me to say his name again. "Ahhh Caleb don't stop please" I feel his erection against my tummy as I say his name. He's getting bigger and bigger. God I'm so turned on right now. I must be soaking wet. He begins to kiss me again, my lips, my neck, my chest. I'm not wearing a bra and he knows it. He pushes his head under my top and starts to kiss me. Nipping at my breasts and biting my nipples. I force my hands down and grab his head. My hands in his hair as my body twists and turns at the sensational torture. God his mouth feels so good. His head lowers as he continues to run kisses down my belly to my skirt. I'm not wearing any panties and he's soon going to find out. I start to get bashful and giggly. I close my legs. He looks up at me with a wolfish grin. "Do you want me to stop?" He chuckles. " Oh god no. It's just... I feel nervous I guess." My voice barely a whisper. "Oh Annie, would it help if I told you that I've wanted this since the first moment I laid eyes on you?" He says whilst kissing my thighs and trailing his tongue down my legs. Ahhhh. My legs spring open like they have a mind of their own. He takes this as an invitation and dives between my legs. "Oh fuck Annie!!" He groans. He kisses me hard down there. Ahhh. It feels so good. His mouth is so warm and inviting. "Annie you're soaking wet. And wearing no panties. How am I suppose to restrain myself?" I lean forward and grab his face, kissing him hard. I tell him with the same grin he's given me. "You're not!" He kisses me back hard and it's his undoing. He starts to undress. He pulls his boxers down and his erection springs free. Fuck! He's big! My eyes go wide and he notices me gazing at him. "Don't worry. I won't do anything you can't handle." He smirks down at me and climbs between my legs. His lips are on mine again and I start to move my skirt from underneath him. "You ready?" He asks. I nod greedily and just like that, he's inside of me. Ahhh. We both let out a groan. "Fuck Annie you're so tight". God he is so fucking big. Jesus. Fuck.
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Alice's Wonderland: Chapter 5: The Choice [F/M 20s, femdom]
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"So, what's it gonna be, dolly?" Alice asked, the machine still pumping the 7-inch dildo in and out of my mouth. Alice started counting, "5... 4..."
Shit. I can't have Laura find me like this! But I also want to be unlocked...
"3... 2..."
I'll go with the throatfucking... at least that would only be a few minutes longer of torture, which is better than God knows how long before the next opportunity to be unlocked...
"1..."
Panicked about running out of time, I tapped with my left hand. No, wait! That's the cage! I quickly stopped, hoping Alice hadn't seen which hand made the noise, and I started tapping with my right hand instead.
"Both?" Alice asked. "Marvelous. Such a good little doll. Remaining caged and becoming a fleshlight. Tyler would be so proud of you if he knew... Maybe I should text him about your dedication instead?" Alice laughed. "No. I wouldn't do that. It would spoil the surprise!"
Alice walked over to the machine. Click, click. The dial went up to 5. "I'm no musician, but according to the text at the dial, speed setting 5 is the equivalent of 100BPM," Alice said. "It's too bad I don't have a radio or Wi-Fi back here... I'm sure we could find the perfect music to sync up with your beautiful, wet, sucking noises."
Of course, I had to panic and make matters worse! Getting myself into more trouble and making the wrong decisions when given an option seemed to be my superpower these days... At least I would get to use my phone again. Laura is probably pissed off at me for not calling, messaging, or replying to her for so long. Still, getting to orgasm is also nice though, even if it has to be caged...
Hng, gluck, gluck. With the machine pounding away at me, my saliva kept building up. With no time to swallow it down, it coated the dildo and made me drool. I would have tried to imagine how I would shower with Alice, given that the store has no showers (Would she take me home with her? Or would she come home with me? I hadn't the slightest clue), but with the machine still doing its thing, it was simply too much for me to focus my brain into forming any coherent thoughts.
Another half hour or so went by. The floor was now a mess of chocolate syrup and saliva. Alice walked into the room, observed the scene, and said, "I guess I'll inform Tyler that it's not just your caged dick that's 'self-lubricating'!" She chuckled. "I brought my vibrator over, so I can give you that caged orgasm," Alice said, waving her vibrator around.
"Wanna know a little secret?" She asked. "I used it on myself first, and it's still a little wet, so you might end up feeling some of my juices running over your cage and skin."
The thought had me so excited, that it sent a shiver down my spine. It must've made for a funny sight, as I was still tightly bound.
"Glad to see you like that thought as much as I did," Alice said. "But what excites me even more is the next bit..."
"Hmmpf?" I tried to vocalize my confusion, as the machine was still relentlessly violating my throat.
Alice kneeled at the machine, her hand reaching for the speed dial. "Remember how you choose to go the extra mile on this thing?" Alice asked. "When I said it would be for a few minutes, what I meant was that I would keep it on that setting until I made you cum. So perhaps it's a good thing you opted to stay caged, now I can help you be done faster!" Alice said, proud of her plan.
"Now, you might ask yourself, 'why?'. Why specifically until you cum?" Alice said. "Because cumming is a result of reaching piqued arousal. It's the most honest way to announce you loved something. And I want you to show me how much you love being relentlessly throatfucked like a fleshlight. To be reduced to nothing but a toy."
Her words were so degrading, but something in my head couldn't help but agree that that was a very hot idea.
Click, click, click. The dial went up to 8. If I had to describe this new experience, I would have said it rhymed with a rather well-known song, as it was 'harder, wetter, faster, rougher'. Luckily, thanks to the extensive preparations, I was able to keep myself from throwing up. I was, however, drooling all over the place.
Alice took her time getting back to the side of the bondage furniture. She enjoyed watching the machine forcing its way inside me, the continuous wet slapping of the dildo's base hitting my face as my throat produced a gagging sound, over and over. By the time she finally got close to my exposed cage, she took it in her hand. Fondled it. Teased it. At some point, I could even swear I felt a kiss on the cage, though it was hard to tell with everything going on.
"Now that you're all worked up, I wonder how long you'll need to cum from the simulation of my vibrator," Alice teased. "One minute? Thirty seconds?... Ten?" She chuckled. With a barely audible 'click', the vibrator turned on. Its vibrations were shortly thereafter resonating against my cage.
Feeling stimulation from more than just one spot... both mentally and physically. The experience was something else entirely. Alice had no problem edging me mentally, purely through her words. And physically... The dildo abusing my mouth made me feel like a fleshlight, like a toy. A toy that was meant to be used, not cared for. And then there was also the cage shaking with the vibrations of Alice's vibrator. It did not feel as good as jerking myself off, but it certainly didn't feel bad either. It was a strange kind of pleasure. A pleasure that I could not control, no matter how much I wanted to. I couldn't speed anything up or down. The arrival of my orgasm was no longer up to me. A concept that still felt very foreign to me.
Suddenly, I felt Alice's hand cupping my testicles. "Do you like it when I do this?" Alice asked, as she softly squeezed and played with them. Her actions made me want to moan, but it was suppressed by the dildo and its assault on my throat. The only noise I could produce was a repeated gagging noise.
Alice slowly started tightening her grip, specifically around my left testicle. She squeezed harder and asked, "How would you feel if we made one of these go 'pop'?" Her voice sounded sadistic, evil, and mischievous. "After all, you only 'need' one..." she continued. Her grip began hurting me more and more. "Do you even need one at all?" Alice was no longer playfully teasing. It was like she was suddenly possessed and dead set on castrating me by clenching her fist around my testicle. My eyes had started to water, my gagging noises were laced with screams of agony. But there was no stopping it.
As if by divine intervention, Alice released her grip. "I'm kidding," she said. "I wouldn't do that. I take far too much pleasure in making my doll clean up her messes." She got up. "Don't move," she said. "Not that you have an option." Alice walked over to a cupboard and grabbed a glass. When she got back to me, she held the glass in front of my cage. "Now, be a good doll and fill this one up for me," She cooed. "Cum for me, baby."
On command, I started spasming in my cage. Alice saw I had started climaxing and, in response, pretended to lose her balance. She fell towards the machine. Her hand, in an attempt to catch herself, landed on the speed dial and turned it to 10, the max setting.
Glark, hurk, gack. The assault on my throat went into overdrive. The sensations were so strong, that I had started to succumb to them. With my arousal piqued during my orgasm, and the machine operating at its maximum speed, my eyes rolled up into the back of my head. I lost the ability to catch my breath, and everything turned dark as I started losing consciousness.
When I finally regained consciousness, I was untied. The fucking machine and the bondage furniture were gone. The floor was clean, with no drool or chocolate syrup in sight. To my surprise, I was laying naked on a comfortable mattress. Was it all just a bad dream?
Alice entered the room. She was carrying a plate with croissants. "Here, eat up," she said. Her face and stature emanated kindness. "I did promise you breakfast. And I meant it," she continued. "Sorry for what happened back there. I truly enjoyed seeing you take that dildo, but I admit that I took it a little too far."
I was at a loss for words. After all that had happened, Alice actually seemed sincere. I guess behind all that attitude is a caring heart after all. "I-" I stammered, accepting the food. "Thank you, Alice."
"I may be extremely kinky and demanding, but aftercare is always important," Alice said. "You more than deserved it today."
I took a bite out of the croissant. It was filled with some sort of chocolate spread. I hadn't had those since I was a kid. If aftercare meant getting delicious childhood food and affection, I'd gladly suffer her kinky side any day. I took another bite. A content 'Hmm' followed as I enjoyed the delightful treat.
"I'm glad you like them," Alice said. "Much better than just some syrup, right?"
I nodded in silence. Another bite. Though this bite had a remarkable crunch to it. There was something hard, but not unbreakable, in this part of the croissant. It affected the taste too. Despite the chocolate spread, this bite was far less pleasant to my taste buds. However, not wanting to be disrespectful and spit it out, I still decided to swallow the chunk down.
Upon seeing my facial expression, Alice said, "Let me get you something to drink." She walked over to the fridge and poured a juice drink into a glass. "Here," Alice said, handing me the glass. "Pineapple juice. It may not be the best combination with the food, but it's good for you."
Having had nothing to drink, I greedily chugged the entire glass in one go. "Thank you, Alice," I said. "I really needed that."
"I can imagine!" Alice replied. "Now, finish your plate and get dressed, so you can go home. You deserved it," she said as she petted my head.
I finished my plate and got dressed. I was rather bummed that I was barely even awake for long enough to actually enjoy my orgasm. It was a very cruel reward, and I started to wonder just how much I'd regret the shower reward...
"Oh, sweetie? Before I forget..." Alice said as I was about to leave the employees' room. "The unlock code to your phone is the shape of an 'S'... as in 'sissy Sammy'." She winked at me and let out a short laugh.
"I'll see you again tomorrow... And take this!" she exclaimed as she tossed a small enema bottle. "Use this before you drop by tomorrow. Clean yourself out! We don't want any sudden accidents!" she added as her facial expression filled with disgust.
*I guess I know what tomorrow's training is going to be...*
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Meeting Lisa! [FF] and more.....
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**Meeting Lisa!**
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11cnbt9/meeting_lisa_ff_and_more/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11comql/meeting_lisa_2_ff_and_more/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11co8p9/meeting_lisa_3_ff_and_more/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
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**Seeing her nipples through her shirt was a sign of a fun night.**
Last month I was packing for a quick 3-night business trip, as I packed all my clothing, hair products, makeup, and shoes into my suitcase, Rick was watching Monday night football in our bedroom. I always pack more than I need to take so my suitcase and was quite full and pretty heavy. To say I push the limits of a carry-on is an understatement, thank God they don’t weigh these things.
I was in the Airport Amex lounge having a drink and was a bit late getting to the plane by taking my middle seat between a man and a woman who were obviously not together. She was very attractive and He was very not. About 30 minutes into the flight with a drink in hand I was ready for a smartless podcast. I started to get a bit annoyed because every time I tried to put my headphones in, the woman next to me kept talking and asking me questions, she was obviously a nervous traveler. After about 30 minutes I knew she and I were staying at the same hotel the Taj, additionally, I think I had most of her life story. She was newly divorced and it was a messy one from the sounds of it. I thought to myself, looks to me like you made out just fine judging by her clothes, shoes, and handbag. Her name was Lisa, she had a sexy look about her. If I had to guess she was around 40 ish, the ish is because she could be 35 or 45 with a tiny bit of work. The thing I didn’t need to guess about is her body, she wore tight clothes and she was a hottie from head to toe. The guy next to us was attempting not to be a creeper but couldn’t help himself, he was checking us both out the entire flight and we both knew it and commented, the second he got up to use the bathroom. I swear he got up more than he had to so he could look down my shirt each time he came back to his seat. I said to Lisa I guess I should button my blouse up a little more and she said, please don’t. I thought that was a bit odd. Was she also liking my breast or was just telling me not to be uncomfortable or letting him make me uncomfortable? I asked if she was in town on business and she said sort of but for the last time. Lisa said she didn’t work anymore and she was in the city to sign some paperwork at one of her ex-husband's businesses then the plan was to meet up with a college friend and take in a show.
Initially, I was annoyed because I planned on just listening to my podcast but actually enjoyed chatting for the entire flight. She was very nice and she really kept me entertained. When we arrived in Boston, we both just had carry-ons so we were walking through the terminal together and I said were going to the same place so do you want to split a cab? she said you're going with me silly, I thought I said that already, my ex-husband’s business sends a driver when I’m in the city, and that’s in the divorce agreement as well as she laughed. We talked about Boston on the ride and I felt alright telling her about more of my life as we headed to our hotel. At the hotel Checking in we laughed about being old friends now and traveling together. I told her if you are bored and want to grab a drink later let me know. Lisa said, I definitely will do that and yes, I already want to so just text me I said. We exchanged numbers and were starting to say our goodbyes. (Something everyone learns about me very quickly is I’m a hugger if I’ve known you 10 minutes or forever if I feel a connection then I hug you goodbye.) This is where it gets a bit weird, we started to say our good goodbyes I leaned closer to her to give her a friendly hug and she hugged me back but then she looked right at me and said, I’m really glad we met and she kissed me, like on the mouth kissed me. I just smiled back at her, Honestly, I thought about it in the elevator and wondered if I looked surprised, shocked, or just smiled back.
I had some time to kill from the time I got into my room and when the afternoon meetings would begin. I decided to unpack my clothes. About that time Rick texted me and asked how the flight was and if I was at my hotel yet. I responded to him and informed him of the plane ride met a woman named Lisa and a guy that wouldn't stop looking at my tits and was a bit Creepy. Were Creepy and Lisa together he asked. NO not even close, she got the creeps as well. BTW I put a few things in your suitcase he said and hoped I could get some pictures later on, like last time you were away. YOU KNOW I WILL BABY I said. God, I love the fact that my husband is obsessed with my naked body at 50-plus years old, the fact that he misses me is pretty awesome after 25 years.
As I opened my suitcase, I was surprised at seeing a dress in there I had worn on our last vacation. It did the trick and was on the floor the second we walked into our hotel room. I knew I hadn't packed it; I also knew I wouldn't be wearing something like that for this trip. I was wondering what other surprises I would find in there. I texted and said, I found his surprise, but I wouldn't be wearing it this trip. His response ten minutes later was, he was trying to move a couple of things so he could come out on my last night and stay an extra day or so with me, so hey, he said, don’t be so sure you won’t need it don’t be so sure.
I instantly started imagining him with me and me wearing it for him, I don’t know why this is the dress for him but it does it for him, well maybe I do know why…. I continued unpacking until I thought I was done, but then I ran my hand along the side where there was a bulge in the side pocket and found the rest of his surprises. A mini stand for my iPhone to take selfies with a tiny Bluetooth remote and for reasons, I won’t get into here but I am very familiar with how to use it, but that is another story.
I changed took a quick shower and got dressed. I loved the new matching bra and thongs he purchased and put it on and sent a picture text to my bo and he replied WOW. I work in a male-dominated industry so there are just a few girls that go to these offsite meetings. To say I get offers would be an understatement, most men are professional but some are just sloppy with their obvious attack, add alcohol and multiply. I immediately found my team and we headed into meetings. At the end of the day 10 of us went out to dinner, I knew a couple of them outside my team of 4.
Heading back to the hotel I looked at my phone as I knew my husband had texted me a while ago, and answered him, told him
• Me-heading back to the hotel to have a drink before bed with Lisa.
• R- Great sound like you have a date with Lisa lol.
• Me-Well she did kiss me lol
• R-???
• Me-I’ll tell you about it later.
• R-I might need to see Lisa
• Me-You wish I said - you dog
I got to the bar and there were about 15 people in a bar that could easily seat 50. Three other females mostly professionals working on iPad phones and laptops. I ordered a Cosmo rock on the side and looked at a couple of emails the bartender said all your drinks are on them, they pointed down the bar at a couple of nondescript guys, who raised their glasses and went back to talking. I told the bartender no I’m good and put out my key but he said it was already paid. Within 5 minutes one of the men who paid for my drink was behind me introducing himself and asking my name. I said politely just one second, I have to get this email out in 2 minutes and started typing on my phone. It wasn’t an email it was a text to Lisa saying I’m at the hotel bar and I might need a rescue sooner than later. Two things she said, do you know the person that is hitting on you and what are you wearing? I typed back NO and Skirt and TOP LOL….
Lisa was at the bar in 15 minutes and I saw her walk in. I thought to myself well this solves everything, I could see her bra and possibly her nipples through her blouse, so I just went from a 10 to a 6 in the blink of an eye as I laughed to myself. She approached me stepped in front of who I now knew as Dan and said do you work with anyone here? I said no. She said good, she then leaned in held my face and kissed me like oh my god kissed me it lasted about 5 seconds and she just smiled at me. Lisa then said I’m pretty sure from the rest of the week your safe and he thinks your gay laughing. I started laughing and said or did we just make his cock hard and we will never get rid of him. She was right Dan started to find someone else to hit on and Lisa and I grabbed a little half-circle booth to sit and talk. The light was a little dim at our table which is normally great at 50 but I kind of wanted to see if I was seeing Lisa’s nipples through her blouse and bra or if was it just her bra that had me captivated. After about an hour and two more cosmos each, I told Lisa, I need to send my husband a photo of my date tonight as I’m sure he was hoping for phone sex tonight and was not getting it. We both laughed as I held out the phone as far as I could and grabbed three shots of us smiling. I just grabbed all three and sent them without looking or giving any explanation. I never look at my phone while I’m enjoying others so I just grabbed the photos and sent them to Rick.
Lisa excused herself and went to the ladies’ room and I looked at my husband’s text. All it said wow I think I know those nipples. I immediately looked at my photos and with the miracle of iPhones it fixed my poor lighting issue, lol. I now could see what I had been struggling to do all night, it was not the lines on Lisa’s bra it was the outline of Lisa’s nipples. I zoomed in and studied the photo longer than I should have but realized Lisa and I had almost identical breasts, hers were just ten years younger than mine. We talked about everything as women do but things really got interesting when sex became the topic and our sex lives with our husbands were like night and day. She was the adventurist one like Rick was in our marriage. Eventually, I told her that Rick and I had had a threesome once. Actually, we have had 4 but 3 were with the same person and I really didn’t know how fucking freaked out she would get with me telling her we had one. She just said oh my god that’s awesome that you could do that and you are still so close. She told me her husband was so not into sex and he and his entire family were complete prudes. We talked for about an hour more about everything imaginable but mostly sex. She kept asking about the details of our threesome. Finally, she said OK I’m going to stop but only tonight. Trust me she said I’m getting myself off tonight thinking about your sex life and not mine and how fucking sad it that. We both started laughing because of the way she said it.
Lisa paid the check with a room key and we walked to the elevator together. I was on 12 and she had the top floor. I cannot imagine what that cost was as my company paid $850 for my room which was beautiful. We hit 12 and she said ill walk with you but only because you told your husband I was your date so that makes me responsible for getting you home. We got to my door and I told Lisa I had such a good time and that these offsite meetings were not normally like this. I’m glad, Lisa said, I’ve felt connected to you since you sat next to me on the plane. Can I kiss you goodnight seeing how this is our first date laughing, and, I saved you from God know what, she asked smiling. Laughing I said now you’re going to ask if it's okay to kiss me, I think you did twice already? I’m okay with it and when I tell my husband, I’m sure he will be okay with it. Lisa kissed me way better than the bar, it felt like when I kissed Jennifer good. I had my hands on her hips and raised them to meet the sides of her breast as she bit and sucked on my neck a bit. Oh my god I said, this is a lot for a night, Lisa said, I agree, we should go to bed we are drunk. I just said good night and your right and went into my room.
For the first time in my married life, I felt like I wanted to have sex regardless if my husband was there or not. I honestly felt like if I just said to Lisa, can you wait a minute, I need to phone a friend and called Rick he would have said just do it and enjoy. We both have been 100 % honest in our relationship regardless of good and bad, I texted Rick and said home safe and sound. I intended to tell him everything about Lisa and how we got a little carried away in the hall tomorrow. He texted back great! I thought he was already sleeping by his response but it didn’t stop me from texting him, want to see what I’m wearing before bed? He said yes!!!!!!! Okay so now he was awake I laughed. I knew I was getting myself off after that kiss in the hall, even if rick was snoring on his end. If he was sleeping, he would eventually read it and make himself cum. The phone went Ding and I said good, I have him and we can get off together. I took a few photos and hit send, several more photos and hit send, and within 15 minutes I had probably sent 20 pictures of me getting myself off with my fingers buried in my wet pussy. I came really hard was my last text with a close-up of my wet soaking pussy.
I was so caught up in getting myself off that I had not realized Rick had not responded in a while. So, when I opened up my text from the beginning.
OMG
The text wasn’t from Rick it was from Lisa telling me she had so much fun tonight. She went on to say if we can go out again you can tell your husband, ill promise to keep my hand off you.
I had just realized sent Lisa not Rick more than 20 pictures of myself in various positions of undress.
Oh, my fucking god I said to myself as I stared at the phone not believing I just did this.
5 minutes went by ten minutes went by without a response and then Ding Lisa said I’m glad you got off and so did I for the first time in a while.
Then a photo of her getting herself off with a purple vibrator.
To be continued………..
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Fucking my big-titted friend. [OC] [Fiction] [Male, 25] [Female, 26]
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>!This is a repost after my last account was zucked. I have the original follow on parts but am considering rewriting them.
For a little background, I (Male, 25) have been friends with Jen (26) for the better part of ten years. Over the years we've had some close encounters with each other, but never fucked. Typically one of us would be in a relationship when the other was single, or simply too far apart to make anything feasible. However, the chemistry has always been there and it is undeniable. We have always been incredibly open with our sex lives to each other, and pretty well know exactly what it takes to get each other off. We are also pretty well acquainted with each other's bodies, having seen everything there is to see other than my cock and her pussy. For reference, I am 5'11 inches, muscular but lean, brown haired, moderate stubble covers my defined jawline, and keep my other body hair in check. Jen is 5'6, blonde, fit, carries a cute ass, and all natural 34E tits.
I had been winding up work when Jen called and asked me if I wanted to go over to her house for some drinks and a movie. I'd thought about saying no, but the thought of spending some time out sounded nice for a change. I threw on some grey sweat-shorts, a smedium t-shirt that accentuated my biceps and headed out. When I got to her apartment, she opened the door in an oversized t-shirt that did at least attempt to hide her pert breasts underneath, and some booty shorts that fit just right.
We hugged and proceeded to catch up as is usual, but eventually the conversation turned sexual after a few drinks.
"So, have you gotten any lately," she asked?
"Unfortunately, no I haven't. I've been so tied up with work as of late that I haven't really had the chance to go out the past week or so. I've just had to resort to drastic measures," I joked as I shook my hand.
"What about you, how is that new boy toy of yours?"
"Ah, he's cute, and treats me like a queen, but he's a little too sweet," she said in a somewhat dejected tone.
"Since when has 'too sweet' been a bad thing?" I laughed. She just came out and said, "well, what I mean is, he won't fuck me. He always wants to make love, but sometimes I just want to be fucked you know? Sometimes I want a man to wrap his hand around my neck as he fucks me from behind and whispers in my ear...but he doesn't really choke me." I moved my hand to the back of her neck and lightly squeezed the sides to cut off blood flow.
"Does he squeeze here," I asked trying to not be sexual.
"No, he does it from the front," she responded.
No shit I thought to myself, I had just been trying to clarify what he was doing wrong. Then my cock twitched a little, and all inhibition melted away as I moved my hand to the front of her throat and firmly grasped her neck.
"Like this?" I asked, staring directly into her eyes. She blushed a little as my words hung in the air for a few moments, then she grabbed my shirt and pulled me into a kiss. As our lips met, I pushed her to the wall and pinned her to it. While she used her tongue to explore my mouth, Jen peeled my shirt off and began to run her hands over my abs. Meanwhile, I ran my hands up under her shirt and began to tease her rock-hard nipples with my fingers. Slowly one of her hands drifted down to the front of my shorts as she started stroking my rigid cock.
"Can I suck your cock?" she asked almost begging as she looped her thumbs into my shorts and pulled them down.
"You always tell me you're good at sucking cock, so let's see if you back it up," I retorted.
She didn't even let me finish my sentence before she pulled my underwear down to reveal my rigid 7.5-inch cock. Just as quickly, she ran her tongue the entire length, until she reached the head. She looked up at me as she flicked her tongue on my frenulum and caused my cock to twitch involuntarily in bliss. Slowly she teased my balls as she continued lightly teasing the head of my cock. Without warning she plunged her mouth down the length of my cock and started blowing my entire length.
"Fuck," I let out in a moan. "Keep it up and you'll make me cum." She smirked at me, around my cock. She pulled off my cock with spit ropes still attached to her chin. "I want you to blow your load in my mouth, just like you always talk about," she purred. She spit on my cock then started stroking it with one hand in rhythm with her bobbing head. The other she was using to rub my balls and perineum.
I wasn't far from cumming and I told her, "I'm getting close." Hearing that turned her into overdrive, and she began to suck my cock more voraciously. My cock was throbbing in her mouth as I careened towards an orgasm. As I was beginning to reach the brink of no return, she quickly moved her hand under my balls and inserted her finger into my ass. That sent me uncontrollably over the edge.
"Fuuuuuuuck, I'm cumming," I stammered as I rode out my most electric orgasm, my cock spasming in her mouth. The whole time she kept eye contact with me as rope after rope of cum shot to the back of her mouth. Slowly my orgasm waned, and my cock ceased to jump, but she continued stroking it as if to make sure it was empty. As she pulled her mouth off my cock, a small ribbon of cum dribbled down her chin and landed on her left tit. She then took a big gulp and swallowed my load with enthusiasm.
"Well, was it as good as you imagined," she asked like a smartass.
"That, and then some. I like the finger part, that was a nice surprise," I panted. It took me a couple of minutes to come down from my high, but not too terribly long. When I had recovered sufficiently, I pushed her to the counter and bent her over it. "Now I want a taste of that little pussy," I said sternly as I pulled her shorts down. She was wearing a tiny little thong that barely covered her bright pink pussy, and her tight little asshole. I pulled the thong aside and slowly licked the length of her cunt from front to back.
"Oh god, that's so nice," she moaned.
I continued slow broad strokes with my tongue only stopping momentarily to tease her clit each pass. She was absolutely dripping. I dipped my tongue deep into the folds of her pussy and began sucking up her sweet juices. Her breathing became more labored as she let out little moans from time to time. After a few minutes of my rotation, I lifted my head from her pussy and inserted my middle and index finger into her soaked pussy.
"Ugghhhh," she shuddered.
I began finger fucking her, just as I began tracing her tight little asshole. She let out a squeal, but no objections. I know she'd had cock up her ass, so it was nothing new. Nonetheless, I continued finger fucking her as I teased her ass. Her body began writhing and her breathing became much harder, I knew she was close. So, I drove my tongue into her asshole, and continued finger fucking her at the same pace.
"Dont stop, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I'm cc-cc-ccumming," was all she could muster before her body melted into a trembling mess. I continued finger and tongue fucking her pussy and ass until her orgasm was complete. Staring at her beautiful spasming body on the counter made my cock stir back to life.
I slowly walked up behind her and kissed the length of her back to her ear, "fuck, we should have been doing this years ago."
"Yeah, I can't believe we've been missing out on this," she breathed. Stroking my now hard cock, I placed it between her legs and gently rubbed it against her soaking pussy. She jolted at the sensation. "We aren't done though, I need your cock in my pussy," she demanded over her shoulder.
That was all the convincing I needed, and I slowly parted her drenched lips with the tip of my cock. Her wet pussy engulfed the entirety of my cock as buried it to the base. "Jen, your pussy feels like absolute heaven," I whispered in her ear.
"I want you to make me your little slut," she whimpered. With that, I grabbed her ponytail and pulled her to me as I whispered in her ear, "I'm going to fuck you like he should," then drove my cock deep into her. I wrapped her hair around my hand and started fucking her wet pussy as hard as I could. Moans and the sound of our skin clapping together echoed through the apartment, and probably those around. "Oh my god, your cock feels amazing in me," she groaned.
I continued fucking her wet pussy, it making noise every time I drove my cock into it. Soon I felt her body begin to tense as she climbed towards another orgasm. I slid one hand in front of her and began to work her clit.
"Please don't stop, fuck please don't stop," she begged.
"Do you want to cum on my cock?" I asked as I continued pounding her.
"Yes, please can I cum?" she whimpered as her legs started to tremble.
"I want my little slut to cum on my cock," I growled.
That sent her over the edge, and she began her second orgasm of the night as I plunged my cock in and out of her wet pussy. But she had unleashed an animal in me, and I wasn't done yet. With her body still spasming, I wrapped one hand around the front of her throat, and one latched onto her giant tit. I continued fucking her, my balls slapping her clit as our bodies collided.
"Mmmmmhmm," was all she could muster as I continued my onslaught. I began to feel pressure growing in my balls and knew I wouldn't last much longer. I applied a little more pressure to her neck and pinched her nipple between my fingers as my cock swelled with excitement. She had begun furiously rubbing her clit with one hand. The pressure from my hand on her neck and me teasing her nipple had her on the verge again.
"Jen, I'm going to cum soon, where does my little slut want it?" I asked. As her eyes rolled into the back of her head, she moaned, "I want you to fill my pussy with your cum, please give it all to me."
I knew she wasn't on birth control, but in that moment, there was no way I wasn't going to fill her pussy. My cock began to throb again as her pussy began to pulse around my shaft, our orgasms hurtling towards their finale.
"Jen, I'm cumming" I groaned as my first thick rope of shot into her fertile pussy. I continued pounding my cock into her as deep as it would go. Each pump, I shot another rope of cum into her. About the fifth pump, she arched her back and shuddered as she pumped her clit. The sensation of her pussy getting pounded full of cum, while she rubbed her clit and I choked her was too much. Her legs began shaking so much I had to hold her upright as she was enveloped in the throes of her own orgasm.
"Ugggghhhhhh,f-f-f-f-f-u-u-u-c-k," was all she could utter in a guttural groan.
Her pussy spasming on my cock drained every last drop of cum from my cock. As I slowed my pumps down to a stop, I pulled my cock free and laid her on the counter. Both of us entirely spent.
We both sat there in silence, while I watched my twelve ropes of cum leak from her used pussy. Some of it ran down her legs, while the remainder dripped out in long, slow, globs.
After what seemed like an eternity, we both awoke from our stupor, and headed to shower off before we ran to pick up some plan b.
To be continued possibly. Thanks for reading. This is my first attempt at posting a story that I've written, so I'd appreciate any positive criticism or advice to improve the experience for the reader.!<
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[f/d] so confused about my trans daughter (update #2)
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I've decided I have the best daughter on earth. When I came out to the kitchen this morning she was sitting at the table eating cereal. She's not wearing her hoodie and that got my attention! She's wearing a regular tee shirt and this lacy little crotchless number. When she got up to put her dishes in the dishwasher, her little penis was right there. I felt the urge to give it a pet! I didn't, but fuck I wanted to! She asked if I liked her "new underwear". I LOVE her new underwear. It shows off her cute little ass and soft little penis. But even better, she's not wearing a bra and that tee shirt is pretty thin! Her breasts are amazing! I mean, I'm seeing them through a shirt. but they move so naturally and nice.
I really need to get up the balls to start giving out more compliments. I feel like every time I do, I get to see more! I know that she's just showing off, and it's not like she's going to fuck me or anything. But I think looking at her is harmless and it seems like it's giving her a self esteem boost. Nothing wrong with that. Right?
It's sunday. I like to go to the gym then watch football on sundays, but I think everyone knows what I'm doing today.
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[FF] Sisters gone wild
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It was never meant to happen, yet we're now lovers.
My sister (20F) returned home from uni for a few weeks last year and within days I (19F) walked in on her, as she masturbated with a dildo.
Instead of telling me to get out, as she had always done, my sister invited me in and told me to lock her door.
Sat on the end of her bed, I watched as she fucked herself and played with her clit. It all looked beautiful to me and I was soon incredibly turned on.
Then letting go of the dildo, she asked me to fuck her. It just seemed natural for me to grip the seven inch sex toy and begin sliding into my sisters soaking wet pussy.
At the same time, she reached under my skirt, slid my knickers to one side and massaged my pussy and clit.
It wasn't long before we both had strong powerful orgasms, with my sister thanking me by kissing me full on the mouth.
The following day, with our parents at work, she led me upstairs to my room and undressed us both.
I lay naked with her, we kissed, caressed and slowly played with each other's pussies.
It was so beautiful, so perfect that when she spread her legs, I didn't hesitate once to lick along her pussy slit, part her labia with my tongue and gently suck on her gorgeous clit. We gave each other oral sex, and laid in a sixty nine for over half an hour.
My sister took me to multiple orgasms with her mouth and fingers, probing my pussy and ass with her digits. And I followed suit by finger fucking her love holes too.
It was a magical loving and very sensual experience for us both. And once we'd settled down after our sex, we promised each other we'd continue to explore each other's sexual pleasures.
And so we have. Each time she returns home, or I visit her at her uni, we have such wonderful times together. We've bought dildos and a strap on to fuck each other, plus my sister has a 'Sometime' boyfriend (30M) who we share when I visit her.
He's a nice guy, but knows we're using him for his large cock. He doesn't care and if I was him, I wouldn't either.
I also have a girlfriend (21F) who I visit in another town. She's very masculine and loves to dominate me sexually. But that's another confession.
One thing I do know, is my sister and I have pledged to always enjoy each other and given how amazingly close we are, I think we'll always be lovers.
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[STEP] [F/d] My dad commented on my ass
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I never had any thoughts like this before tonight but my
dad said said my outfit was scandalous and that my ass
was hanging out and then said "but in this house we have
ass out." He's really crass so l'm used to stuff like this, but
I didn't expect a comment about me. and it's been making
me so horny to think that he's been looking at my ass.
he also made a comment about how step incest is
normalized and okay.
this has made me think because we've had a really
complicated relationship. he's been my dad since l was
3 and I'm 26 now. We were always really close but he's
dating a woman nearly a year younger than me and I cut
him out of my life before because I was worried about it
but I got over it and since then he's been really important to
me again.
and now because of this I'm analyzing other stuff. like how he's told me about his kinks, like he has a thing for anal, and how he used to give me massages, and how he's told me about when he saw a dominatrix before and how she made him cum. I don't know, it's making me think he might want to fuck me.
earlier before i left his house I was so excited about it I decided to see if he would notice when I bent down to put on my boots and I looked back and he was staring
I kind of really want him and I don't know how to go
forward. I think l'm going to wear sluttier clothes around
him and make comments about how I'm horny all the time
now.
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[M]ade it through the work day edging all day.
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Like I mention in my previous post, I had been edging at work all day. my libido has been through the roof lately and today its been at its tipping point.
Now that I've gone 8+ hours edging, my head is spinning, pants soaked with precum, and ready for more.
I'm gonna head home and tease / edge some more until I can't resist anymore then blow this huge load.
If you want to keep chatting for
updates or maybe more just let me know.
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[M/s] I took my son's virginity during covid lockdown. Fucked him on the basement floor
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I've lurked this sub ever since I started having intimate/sexual feelings for my son during lockdown. I've read plenty of quarantine incest posts. I will not share anymore than what I am posting here and I will never share photos. I am 38 years old and my son is 20. This started in 2020 when I was 36 and he was 18. I am a single mother and I raised my son alone.
I have zero interest in talking to anyone on here in depth. The most i'll do is a comment reply. I have no interest in sleeping with anyone here. Just accept the post and move on. Try your best to not be weird.
I have always had a good relationship with my son. I've had to be the his mother and his "dad" essentially. When Covid started my son recently graduated so he was home for a bit. College started for him a couple of months later but it was of course all virtual. My job switched to work from home. My home isn't really optimized to have an office so we were seeing each other all day and talking. I had a desk set up in the living room and he had his desk set up on the other side of the living room. So we'd work and talk. We had good banter and flirting just kind of started. It was kind of like when you're working at a job and you sit near somebody cute so you talk. We started forming inside jokes. Our conversation just became more and more flirtatiously friendly rather than mother and son. That's the best way to put it. We'd make sex jokes with each other. A lot of this stuff is quite personal to me I don't feel comfortable putting exact details of our conversation. I hold any kind of sexual or romantic relationship sacred but we talked a lot. We'd order delivery together or cook something.
Then the physical complimenting started.
That started innocent enough. He would say I have beautiful eyes and I'd say he has a sexy jawline. It just escalated like normal relationships do. He started complimenting my ass and my body. I said he had a nice body. The complimenting became more detailed and we'd make remarks to each other. One time he was just sitting at his chair with no shirt on and I said "man oh man, if I was x years younger." One time he saw me in the morning when I was just wearing panties and a tank top and he said that my ass would bring him good luck on all his work for the day. We'd also get comfortable around the house. We hardly left the house so everything was just like comfortable. I'd be at my desk in panties and a sweatshirt when it was chilly or just panties and a tank top. He'd be at his desk shirtless or in boxers and a shirt. I'd see his bulge sometimes and make jokes like "put that thing away before I do something I regret." We just kept making more sexual remarks and it was real. I was really conflicted at that time but I felt okay because I "knew I wouldn't actually do it" and I put that in quotations because I did it.
We got touchy feely. I'd sit on his lap and he'd put his arms around me. He'd squeeze my ass while walking by me. Sometimes he'd stand real close behind me and just talk to me like "good morning" and his dick would be pressing into me through his shorts. One time during a movie he was laying on my lap and was rubbing my thigh. He ran his finger up and down my pussy through my shorts lightly. I didn't say anything. I didn't encourage him or tell him to keep going. I just looked at the movie and he started kissing my thighs and rubbing me up and down. It just carried on like that and I kept justifying it like "I'm not fucking my son so it's no problem." If I was writing this in 2020 I would have a lot more conflicting thoughts. I'd think I was disgusting but I don't feel that way so much anymore. I think what I am doing is objectively wrong. I don't think it is a good thing that I am fucking my son but I don't plan on stopping. People do bad things every day. I just hope this isn't damaging his future and how he sees sex with women.
The sex started with sex. There was no kissing or oral or anything. There really wasn't any kind of exact thing that caused it. It felt more like a matter of time like we were just holding back and we wanted it bad. We weren't on a bed. We were just in the basement and he was sitting on the ground going through boxes and I just walked downstairs and had sex with him. I asked him. I don't know how I had the courage to do it but I did. I walked down there and just said "can we have sex?" and he just nodded. It happened so fast and it was his first time. I didn't know at the time but a few weeks later he told me it was his first time. I just took my pants off and got on top of him and fucked him in the basement. It was the weirdest sex to me because there was no kissing or touching. We were too nervous to touch each other. He was inside me but I felt too weird to lean down and kiss him. His hands were just at his side. We just had sex and looked at each other in the eyes and it felt good. I didn't cum but it felt good. We didn't do it again for a few days. We didn't talk about it. We just continued on and it was awkward. When we were sitting at our desks every time I looked at him I just would think "that's my son and my son was inside of me. I'm fucking sick." It was infecting my thoughts. A few days later he came in my room and asked if he could eat me out. I said yes and he went down on me. It felt good. He wasn't that good but I told him what I liked and he listened so I came from it. I was instructing him on where to apply the pressure and the pace I liked. I had my fingers in his hair and was just humping his face. With previous sexual partners I feel as if me telling them tips is hurting their ego because men like to feel like a "sex god." I think a lot of women would fake less orgasms if they just told their partner what they could do better.
He just ate me out and then we cuddled and went to sleep together. We had breakfast together and I gave him a blowjob before my workday. From that point on we started having sex a lot. That day we fucked on my lunch break. We fucked when I had a mini minute break in between meetings. We fucked after work. We fucked after dinner and we fucked before bed. We just couldn't keep our hands off each other. But for a while we were doing all this without kissing. I don't know why but even do this day to kiss my own son just feels odd. I enjoy it during sex sometimes but just sitting there making out unless I am feeling really naughty just makes me feel weird. He jokes that he's kissed my pussy lips more than my mouth lips. During sex I enjoy kissing. I love when he puts his tongue in my mouth and we kiss but just casual kissing makes me feel weird. I feel like a mom kissing her son. I'm enjoying it more though. Recently he took me out with his own money to a nice restaurant and he treated me so nice all night. We kissed in the parking lot and in the car and it felt great. I don't pretend it's not my son when we kiss and have sex. I actually enjoy that it's him but kissing just feels so intimate.
We've been doing this and nobody knows. My best friend since childhood knows and she was taken aback at first but now she is okay with it. We talk about. She asks if he's a good lay. I'm not usually a spontaneous sex person. But with him he's fucked me in the car. Our sex life is just so active so I have tea to spill with her and it's fun. I understand this is an incest sub but I'm sorry if this is weird. I'm a mother fucking her son and I don't plan on stopping.
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Her lunch with an ex... [MF]
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It seemed odd that my wife wasn’t home yet - she had just planned on a quick trip to Target on this Saturday morning. It was almost 2 pm when she finally strolled through the door. “You’ve been out for a while” I quipped, to which she replied “well, I bumped into Jimmy, so we went to lunch…”. Oh, Jimmy, her ex, I thought to myself, feeling my blood pressure rise. She always talked so highly of him, and I got sick of hearing about him, and she’s well aware of it. Knowing this, she came over to be sweet, give me a hug and a kiss, pleading “don’t be mad…”.
Admittedly, I was annoyed, saying “I’m more mad you didn’t tell me…why didn’t you tell me you were going” as she tried to be more flirty, trying to kiss me as she tried to grope and tease. I am but a man, and as her fingers deftly unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, I was quickly aroused. “Are you sure you’re mad? You say you’re mad, but you don’t feel that mad…” All I could manage was a moan as she grabbed at me, my mind wanting to be mad, my body wanting to take her, punish her for being a flirt. She continued to tease “Why are you so hard? I thought you said you’re mad? Are you thinking about me having lunch with him?” All I offered was a “mmhmm”, but sensing an opportunity to tease,she wanted to hear more…”I know you like my ass in these leggings, think he liked it? What about my tits? Don’t they look good in this tank top?”
She knew all the buttons to push - she knew her tits looked great, got attention, and free drinks. And at this point, we had moved from standing in the kitchen to the living room, me in a chair, her on her knees in front of me, working my throbbing cock free and stroking gently. Knowing she was in total control, she continued to push…”do you think he wanted me on my knees too?”, dropping her mouth around the head, flicking her tongue, fingers teasing my balls.
All I could do was close my eyes and say “I love you on your knees”. I could feel a moan escape her lips as they were wrapped around my cock before pulling away, replaced by her hand stroking me again. “You are so hard baby. Are you thinking about me sucking him, stroking him? Would it be better if I did it topless?” I opened my eyes to watch her peel her tank top and sports bra from her beautiful tits, nipples already hard, and feeling her push them forward and together, enveloping my cock.
I had all I could take - “Fuck baby, make me cum, I need to cum…”. She was quite pleased with herself at this point, still slowly stroking and teasing, “mmm, I knew you wouldn’t stay mad. Where do you think he would want to come? On my big tits? In my mouth? My face?” As much as I love painting her tits, I wanted her to suck me dry - “I want that mouth….” That was all the encouragement she needed. She dropped her head, sucked hard, and had my cum in no time. And she did completely suck me dry. I could hear her swallowing it all, and as she pulled away, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She looked sexy as fuck, still on her knees, bare tits, and closed saying “For being mad, that was a lot of cum baby…”
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How She Turned Me Into A Woman [M20/F44] [Romance] [Femdom] [Vanilla] [Masturbation]
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Back when I was about twenty years old I was more or less living in a bar around the corner. I hung out there nearly everyday. I had a couple of beers with some friends, we played darts, we played pool or we watched sports together. And from time to time, I successfully hit on women that were hanging out in my bar too. But the only thing that came out of it was a never ending series of one night stands.
Every time some new female face showed up in the bar all single men, some of the taken ones too, jumped onto her. Everyone tried to impress her, to get her into their beds. To fuck them and maybe to fall in love afterwards.
One Friday evening an about forty four year old woman entered the bar. Everyone inside was preparing to make their move. But as soon as they saw that she was good friends with the man behind the bar, the owner of the bar himself was serving drinks that evening, they all pulled back. Better not messing around with the guy that serves you drinks and owns your living room.
Everyone blew off their attack. Everyone except me. Because the woman had caught my eye the second she had entered the bar. I was barely able to keep my eyes off her. I was undressing her with my horny eyes all the time. I wasn’t able to focus, to concentrate on everything else except her. I had developed a more than just serious crush on her. Within the blink of an eye.
It didn’t took long and my state of mind, my behavior came to her attention. She caught me staring at her. She caught me checking out her ass. She had already sent a set of encouraging smiles towards me. But the coward I was, I needed a couple of drinks first before I was able to walk over to her, to initiate a conversation.
After I was drunk and brave enough I walked over to the bar. Then I pulled a classic: “Is this chair next to you already taken?”
The forty four year old woman shook her head: “Not yet, but I fear it soon will be.”
Not getting the hint I looked around, hen I asked her a next question: “Are you waiting for someone?”
A smile appeared on her face. She even was laughing out loud a little bit: “Yes, I am waiting for you.”
Boom, it hit me hard. I felt embarrassed. How could someone be that stupid. Then I sat down, she ordered something to drink for the two of us and then a conversation came up. An interesting one, one that showed that the two people that were talking had some common interests and seemed to get along with each other.
While sitting next to each other, talking, getting a little bit touchy more and more sexual tension built up. It came to a point were the two of us were practically undressing each other with our eyes. We wanted nothing but to tear the other’s clothes of their bodies. We wanted to fuck each others brains out.
To my surprise it was her who made the move. She invited me over to her place. I gladly accepted the invite, I didn’t even had to think a second about it, and then I called a cab towards destination unknown, but in town, as she had told me earlier.
After paying the tab the two of us left the bar. While leaving the bar I noticed for the first time that she was actually taller than me. Not that it was a problem, it just was a first time. I never ever before had been with a taller woman. On my way out of the bar the remaining guys inside, even the owner himself gave me a thumbs up: “Go and get her.”
Over at her place it didn’t took long and our clothes were flying through the air. We wanted each other. We took each other. We didn’t even made it onto her sofa or into her bed. We had our first time on the carpet in her hallway: She on top, I down below on the floor. Our first time gave us an awesome orgasm and a few bloody scratches on my back.
After we came together, we spent the night together. We cuddled, we spooned before falling asleep: She was the big spoon, I was the small spoon. We enjoyed being that close to each other for some time. She gave me a few gentle kisses on my neck before we both drifted off into dreamland.
On the following morning, it was a Saturday, we both didn’t needed to go to work she climbed on top of me as soon as she realized the perfect piece of morning wood between my legs. Again, it came good.
Then we dragged our sweat covered hung over bodies into the shower before we had some breakfast together. During breakfast we decided to spent the rest of the day together. Just hanging out, chilling in front of the TV and fuck as much as anyhow possible.
We kept on going that way until Monday morning. I had to go to work, so had she. But we staid in contact throughout the day. Because that weekend was enough to make us fall for each other. And from that Friday in the bar on, there wasn’t a single day when we weren’t in contact with each other.
In the upcoming weeks we had more than just one date. We went out and had a blast. We went to the movies, we had dinner together, we went into a theater, we ended up dancing at a concert, it was a nothing but awesome time back then. We were falling hard for each other. We became a loving couple. And we didn’t gave a damn on the fact that she was twenty four years older than me.
Time flew by back then. My girlfriend and I were more than just happy with each other. About six months after meeting each other I moved in with her. And to our surprise, living together worked out great. We got along. I was the one that took care of the place, that did most of the cooking while she was the one bringing home the groceries and doing the minor repairs.
But one thing unfortunately had already worn off after six months. Our sex life wasn’t the best anymore. We still were fucking, but the fire was already out. It happened by far too fast for the two of us. We both hated it, but we both were also unable to really talk about it back then. My girlfriend and I, we both were hoping for a miracle to fix the situation.
And that miracle actually happened. One day, out of curiosity I came up with the great idea to put on one of my girlfriend’s panties after I got out of the shower. I thought that I was home alone, that my girlfriend was out getting some groceries, so I took my time while wearing them. I posed with them in front of the huge mirror we had in our bedroom. I even took a few selfies while doing so.
And I must admit, I loved it how the panties looked on my hairy male body. I also loved how they felt on my skin. And yes, wearing panties – back then it wasn’t sure if it was wearing panties or the fact that my wife had worn them before me – was a huge turn on for me.
It didn’t took long until I began to take care of the next to perfect piece of hard wood between my legs. I took my time with jerking off. I just pulled the panties to the side to set my boner and my balls free. I watched myself in the mirror doing so. And damn it, watching myself with a hard one while wearing panties, it rose my horny level to previously unknown height.
I gave myself one gentle, soft stroke after the other while my other hand was squeezing my balls a little bit. I kept on going for some time, I was in no hurry, I enjoyed the sensation of it while my mind drifted off elsewhere. While my brain slowly but steadily turned off. While I lost track of my surrounding, time and everything else.
All that mattered was one of my hand going up and down my rock hard dick while the other one was squeezing my balls. My moaning was filling the bedroom as I worked myself towards an orgasm. One thrust after the other. It felt better with every stroke I gave myself. It all felt nothing but good.
I was gone. I was elsewhere. So I didn’t realize that someone else was in the room with me. It was my girlfriend. She had came home from grocery shopping. She was watching me playing with myself. She had already scattered her cloths on the floor and was playing with herself. Because watching me wearing panties while pleasing myself in front of a mirror was nothing but a turn on for her.
It didn’t took long and just playing with herself wasn’t enough for her anymore. She wanted more. She wanted my rock hard dick filling up the wet and needy hole between her legs. So she came over to me. She placed her steps careful to not disturb me. Then she placed herself behind me and gave me one gentle kiss on my neck.
I froze. I had a minor anxiety attack. I got caught. My girlfriend caught me jerking off while wearing her panties. I was more than just afraid that she would be mad. But she wasn’t. The moment she realized what was going on with me, she whispered the following into my ear: “That was by far the hottest thing I have seen since I can remember. Let me jerk off your dick for you.”
Moments later one of her hands was going up and down my rock hard dick. She jerked me off the same way like I jerked myself off before she had interrupted me. It didn’t took long and my brain was melting away again. Her hand going up and down my rock hard dick, her hand squeezing my balls was a much bigger turn on than doing it myself.
She brought me closer and closer to an orgasm for some time. She gave my pre cum leaking cock one stroke after the other. I was ready to cum. My aching balls were ready to unload themselves. She knew that I was close to an orgasm when she whispered something into my ear again: “Not now, later. Later will be better.”
Then she took her hands of my dick and off my balls. She stopped jerking me off. Desperation set in. I wanted to cum. I even was begging her to cum. But my girlfriend had other plans. She turned me around, she looked me in the eyes and then we shared a few passionate kisses. Those kisses drove the frustration out of my body.
After some time kissing she made me lay down onto the bed. She made me lay down on my back with my still rock hard dick pointing towards the ceiling. Then she climbed on top of me. She placed her dripping wet pussy above my face. At first she let me smell her scent, then she slowly lowered herself down until my tongue was inside her cunt.
I enjoyed every second of it. Eating her out, tasting her delicious pussy juices while being trapped between her legs, it was nothing but a turn on for me. It all made my rock hard dick gushing out pre cum.
It didn’t took long and my girlfriend’s moaning was filling our bedroom. She began to loose herself while my tongue was inside her dripping wet pussy and on her tasty clit. She had an orgasm while she was sitting on my face. She came all over my face. And now she was warmed up. Warmed up and ready for more.
Moments later my rock hard dick was sliding in and out of her pussy. She was on top, she rode me cowgirl while my hands were on her boobs or on her ass. It didn’t took long and we got lost. Our brains were turned off. All that mattered was my rock hard dick going in and out of her dripping wet pussy.
Now our moaning was filling the room. She gave me, she gave herself one hard and deep thrust after the other. She fucked us closer and closer towards an orgasm. We kept on going for some time. In and out. One thrust after the other. Until her hands began to clench my tights. Until my hands began to squeeze her ass cheeks.
We both were close. Just a couple of more thrust. And then one more. And one more. And then boom, the tension left the room. We came. Our bodies were shaking. Inside our heads two fireworks went off when my balls unloaded themselves inside her pussy.
Shortly after we came together my girlfriend collapsed onto me. We both were regaining our breaths. It took us some to be ourselves again. It took some until we were able to look each other in the eyes while probably thinking out the same: “What had just happened to the two of us?”
We both were happy with what had happened, but we wanted to figure out why. Because we might have accidentally discovered a way to bring the sparks back into our sex life. To revitalize our sex life and to a certain degree maybe even saving our relationship.
So we dried it again, on the next day. I once more wore some of her panties, and it worked. I was turned on, she was turned on, the sex was awesome again. And to be totally honest, wearing her panties, it had awoken something else inside me. Something that I though that wasn’t even there: My feminine side. It didn’t took long and I wanted more than just wearing panties before and during sex.
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Working in Real Estate part 5 [M35/F30/F34] [penetration] [fiction] [oral]
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I was a few days away from the end of my two week notice at my current job and joining Kayli's real estate team. My current job had actually tried to get me to stay, but I decided that leaving a blue collar warehouse job for a job in real estate was a much better choice for the future health of my body. The promised sex benefits helped as well.
I was technically a manager, in that I ran my own little area, had an office, was responsible for making sure things get done, but I was the only one in my area, so had to do all the work as well. Luckily, my area was off from everybody else, so I was mainly alone most of the days. Kayli had texted me this particular day, said she was in the area, and asked if she could pay me a quick visit. I said yes and when she arrived a few minutes later, I quickly usherd her into my little office. After a quick hug, I asked her what was up and she said, "nothing, really. Just finished a showing, had some time to kill before my next one, and figured I'd see what I'm taking you away from."
"I see. And how did the showing go?" I asked her. Kayli replied back, "it was good. They're thinking of putting in an offer." "That's good. I'm sure that dress you're wearing helped." I replied back.
Kayli had her black hair pulled up in a ponytail, a blue and white sundress on her thin body, her massive breasts looking to pop out of it. The dress barely went past her groin, which she showed me when she spun around, bending over, and giving me a brief glimpse of the red thong she had on.
"Yeah, the guy failed to mention his girlfriend was coming today. It had mainly been him. I don't think she was too happy, but he didn't seem to mind." Kayli said laughing. I told her, "I don't mind at all," as I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her in close to me, my lips going to her neck as my hands slide down to her butt. "So, what's the chances somebody comes to find you?" She asked me. I said, "almost none. Great thing is, if I turn off the lights, nobody can see in here. And I can lock the door, so they would just think I left early. What are they going to do? Fire me?"
I quickly turned off the lights and locked the door as Kayli said, "good, I was hoping you would say that." She sat down on my office chair, scooting it close to me as she reached into the basketball shorts I was wearing, and pulled out my cock. It started to grow in hands as she wrapped around my shaft, slowly jacking me off, her tongue flicking against the tip of my cock. She started to take me into her mouth, a little at a time, as I grew harder and harder.
I reached down when she begun to bob her head up and down my full six inch length, rubbing her exposed cleavage before reaching into her dress, and pinching her nipples. I pulled her breasts out of her dress, amazed that she was wearing a bra, and continued to play with them as she sucked my cock.
I pulled Kayli up from the chair, my cock popping out of her mouth. I leaned down to suck her nipples into my mouth, one by one, while I reached under her dress. I pulled her thong down from her pussy, and used my fingers to rub her pussy lips, feeling her get wet as I touched her. When she was wet enough for me to slip a finger in, she arched her back, leaning back against my desk. I fingered her for a few seconds before grabbing at her thong and pulling it down to her knees.
I spun Kayli around, she put her hands on my ask, pointing her ass up in the air for me. I pushed her dress up until I could see her clean shaven pussy, her asshole puckering at me. I took my hard cock in my hand, teased the entrance to her butt with my tip before lowering down, and pushed inside her wet pussy. I grabbed onto her hips as I begun to thrust back and forth with my hips, giving her the full length of my cock.
The fit real estate pushed herself up off my desk, her breasts bouncing under her, my cock pulling and pushing in and out of her over and over, harder and harder, as my balls slapped against her ass. She turned back to look at me and said, "fuck, I can't wait to be able to do this whenever I want to." I replied back, "yeah? You just gonna use and abuse me?" Kayli moaned out, "yes I will and I know you will enjoy it."
I responded by saying, "damn right, just like I'm going to enjoy this." I pushed deep inside her, cum exploding out of my cock, filling her pussy as I used her pussy to massage everything out of my cock. "Oh God! Fuck!" Kayli screamed, collapsing on my desk with her own orgasm.
After we caught our breath, I helped Kayli pull her thong back up, then watched as she pulled her dress back over her breasts. We shared a couple kisses as we hugged, then I unlocked my office and walked her to her car. As one of my co-workers pulled up on his forklift next to me, Kayli said, "I wish you could join me this afternoon," before she got in her car and drive away. My co-worker asked who that was, and I told him it was my new boss. He said, "damn. She still hiring?"
That next Monday, I had officially left my job and started with Kayli's real estate team. After a morning full of signing paperwork, a team meeting with Kayli, Tara, and Jennifer, and some one-on-one training with Tara about my new job duties, me and Tara took a break to eat some lunch when she asked me, "so, I'm sure its not really my business to ask, but I am curious. As far as the side benefits, what kind of deal did you and Kayli strike?" I asked her what exactly she meant and the blonde girl, with her hair pulled back in a ponytail, a gray sweater with the companies logo on it, and black leggings, blushed before saying, "as far as sex goes. Is there an expectation for when, where, and how much? Kayli said that you and her had an understanding, and so did you and Jennifer, but neither one really elaborate on what it is."
I laughed and said, "as far as an understanding goes, it's just that any of us can end it at any time, with nothing happening to my job. Kayli did promise me at least one nude picture a week, as long as I'm available when she wants to have sex. For Jennifer, she actually wants me to take advantage of her as much as possible."
"Oh," Jennifer responded as she sat back in her chair, "when Kayli told me about it, she kinda made it seem like you guys had all agreed on some other kind of deal and me and you had to work out something that we agreed on. I've actually had ideas running through my head all last week."
I laughed and said, "really? Like what? I'm down for whatever."
She responded back, "honestly, it was going to depend on what you agreed to with the other girls. I just didn't want to be left out if you had agreed to sleep with them like once a week or something."
"Nope, nothing like that, but I would be OK with it if it was." I said.
Tara took a bite of her food and said, "well, just so you know, I'm not very good at starting stuff like that, but whenever me and you are alone, I'll never turn you down."
I told her that was good to know as we finished our lunch and got back to work.
A few hours later, we had shifted to Tara's home office, so she could show me how she had everything set up for when I got my own home office up and running. I was standing behind Tara as she sat in her office chair, leaning down enough to see what she was showing me on her computer. I kept getting closer and closer to her neck, until my lips came in contact with her soft skin, and I started to gently suck on it. Tara kept trying to explain things to me but soon stop, and melted into me kissing her neck. In between kisses, I asked, "when will your husband be home?" Tara told me in an hour.
I moved up and started to kiss her lips, her mouth opening up to allow our tongues to wrestle together. I snaked my hands around her body, squeezing her breasts through the sweater she had on. Tara spun the chair part way around so that we could continue to make out, my hands finding their way up her sweater, past her toned stomach, and to her bra. I gently put down on the bra to access her nipples, pinching and squeezing them with my fingers.
Tara was moving her hips in the chair and I pulled one hand out of her sweater, moved it down to her groin, feeling the warmth coming from her, and begun rubbing the outside of her leggings. Tara, one hand on my face as we kiss, the other on my back, broke our kiss suddenly, lust filling her eyes, and said, "let's go to my room. Now." I said, "after you," helping her up from the chair.
Walking into her room, we immediately wrapped our arms around each other and resumed kissing. My hands went down to her ass, squeezing her cheeks as I pulled her closer to me, letting her feel my hard cock through my jeans. I went back to kissing her neck, as Tara pulled my shirt up and over my head, she said, "I've been waiting for this all day." In between kisses, I said, "I was kinda hoping you would have greeted me naked and gave me a blowjob like you said you wanted to last time."
I returned the favor, pulling Tara's sweater and bra over before she started unbuttoning my jeans when she replied, "I would have if we were here. Maybe tomorrow."
Tara dropped to her knees, pulling my jeans and boxers down with her, my hard cock springing free. She took it in her hand, jacking me off as she kissed my tip, before taking me in her mouth and down her throat. Bobbing her head, making eye contact with me, I grabbed onto Tara's ponytail, helping to control her pace.
Tara popped me out of her mouth, her hand continuing to jack me off, and said, "I need you in me now." I told her to get on the bed and watched as she stood up, pulled off her leggings and thong, and climbed onto her bed, staying on her hands and knees, shaking her ass at me.
I climbed up on the bed behind her, grabbing onto her hips as I pushed my cock inside her. She was still tight, her moans of pleasure feeling the room as my thickness stretched her insides. I slowly started to pull back out to my tip, pushing back in, Tara moaning as I did so. I worked up to a steady rhythm, Tara encouraging me to go deeper and harder, to spank her ass. I grabbed onto her ponytail, pulling back on it as I pounded into her over and over.
I pushed Tara's head down to the mattress, her face turning on her pillow, and grabbed her hips again. Holding myself still, I started to move Tara's body, sliding her pussy on my cock, controlling her every motion, pulling her on as deep as I could, then teasing her slowly as I pulled her off. After slamming into her a few more times, I pulled out of her with a pop, and laid down on the bed next to her, pulling Tara on top of me as I did so. She leaned down, our lips kissing as her groin grinded on mine.
I started to push my hips up, attempting to slide my cock back into her pussy. When Tara broke our kiss, she reached down with her hand, helping me into her, and starting to roll her hips back and forth, slowly riding me as she got used to my cock in a different position. She sat up a bit more on me as I reached out, playing with her nipples. I pinched and pulled on Tara's nipples as the blonde, fit woman rode my cock, her eyes closed, a look of pure pleasure on her face. I started to thrust my hips up to meet her as she came down, causing Tara to open her eyes, gasping, "fuck, that feels amazing! Don't stop! I'm going to cum!" Tara's body shook on top of me, collapsing down as her lips came in contact with mine, furiously making out with me, her orgasm causing her pussy to clinch around my cock, triggering my own orgasm.
I pushed up inside her, shooting rope after rope of my cum deep into her pussy. Tara breaking our kiss, moaning in my ear as her body took it all in. When I was done thrusting into her, Tara gave me another kiss, before rolling off me, my limp cock falling out of her pussy, a mix of our juices leaving a trail between us. She told me to stay where I was as she left the room.
She reentered the room a few minutes later, with our phones in her hand, saying, "Kayli texted us both to ask how the first day is going." I replied back, "too bad we didn't see it a few minutes ago. Could have sent her a video."
Tara laid down on the bed next to me, holding her phone up and said, "how about a picture instead?" She cuddled up next to me, trying to get as much of our naked bodies in the picture as possible, snapped the picture and sent it to Kayli. I grabbed my phone, taking a picture of just Tara, and sent it to Kayli. Tara asked what I texted her and I said, "Best. First day. Ever."
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I (f) banged the Dad I nanny for....
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I've been the family's nanny for more than a year, and I've always had a thing for the father. He has these huge blue eyes, is muscular, and is tanned. When the mom wasn't around, I always got the impression that he was flirting with me.
The other day, he slept in a little later than usual, and I wasn't aware that he was home. Normally, he is at work when I get there in the morning. The infant boy wandered into the parents' room as I was preparing him a bottle when I went up to collect him. When I pursued him, I discovered the father completely exposed, exposing his MASSIVE erect cock.
I stood there for a moment because I was so startled, and then he just started laughing and said sorry. When he didn't even immediately cover himself with a towel, I realized he had done it on purpose. He must have sensed my approval because he dropped the towel and proceeded to come over to me. Knowing what was going to happen, I didn't move.
He took hold of my face and began kissing me. I was drenched in water and his stiff cock was pushing against my stomach. I desperately wanted to fuck him right there, but his baby was in the room, so we stopped. He then said that ever since he first saw me, he had been dreaming of fucking me.
He ultimately arrived home while the kids were taking a sleep, and it was the finest fuck I've ever experienced. He was very powerful yet kind. He said nothing as he entered the building through the front door. He simply approached me, grabbed my ass, and began making out with me. He already had a firm cock. He began caressing my pussy through my yoga pants as I began rubbing it through his business jeans. I had already soaked through.
He led me to the bedroom, where he tore off my yoga pants and spent what seemed like hours licking my pussy. My pussy was pulsating in utter ecstasy, and I was completely in love.
I thought my eyes were going to roll to the back of my head when he finally slipped it in. It was extremely thick and curved at the ideal angle. My g spot was immediately struck, and I almost passed out on the spot. He wrapped his arm over my neck and began mumbling and groaning in my ear. That was extremely heated and animalistic. He ultimately filled my pussy with his scorching come, and it was the spiciest thing I've ever felt.
Later in the day, when the mother returned home, she inquired about our activities and the kids' meals.
As her husband's cum was still in my pussy, talking to her made me feel incredibly sexual and lewd. I'm eager to try it once more.
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HER Cock - Tina is horny after her conversation with Jan. She decides to tease Jan with Hank at the center of the teasing (Part 2) [F/M, 28-40, BJ, straight sex]
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See part 1 for the conversation between Tina and Jan.
Tina went about the rest of her day trying to keep focused, but she couldn’t get her conversation with Jan out of her head. She felt terrible for Jan. She’d felt that itch a few times when Hank had been away on business. Wanting a cock and not having Hank there had been torture. Sure, masturbating had taken the edge off, but it wasn’t the same thing. And she’d only had to deal with it for a few days until Hank came back from his trip. Jan had been dealing with it for nearly three years! She could see just how cock hungry Jan was by how turned on she’d been just asking questions about Hank’s cock.
Her cock, she corrected herself. She owned Hank’s cock. And he’d better not stick it anywhere she didn’t say, or he’d be sorry. But she knew Hank would never do that. He was as devoted a husband and father as there was. Still, the thought of it being her cock, that she controlled it, filled her with an odd sense of power.
She shook her head, trying to clear it of these crazy new thoughts. She did want to help Jan out though. Maybe she and some of the other girls could comb through their networks and find a guy that was right for Jan. Between them all there had to be at least one guy that would fit the bill.
She waited for Beth, her ten-year-old, after school. The pickup line at the elementary school was always ridiculously long. So Tina always arrived at least 45 minutes early. She flipped through social media for a while, but she still couldn’t shake her conversation with Jan. Why couldn’t she let that go? Admittedly, the conversation had made her a little horny. Hank would find that out tonight as soon as she could get him alone. But there was more to it. It was that odd sense of power she felt. Power over Hank’s cock. Power over Jan as she controlled just how much pleasure Jan got out of their conversation. Power knowing that Jan was going to get off tonight thinking about Hank pounding Tina. She caught herself grinning at the thought and wiped it off her face before Beth came out of the school.
Once back at home she again tried to set those thoughts aside. She folded the laundry, but taking care of Hank’s boxers brought the conversation right back to her mind. She moved into the kitchen and started dinner. But she found herself comparing Hank’s cock to everything she picked up. Was he longer or shorter than this banana? Was he thicker or thinner than this potato? It was frustratingly distracting. What had gotten into her?
Hank came home and it was all she could do to not drag him back to their room and rip his clothes off right then. But dinner was ready and the kids were needing some dad time too. She made it through dinner and cleaned up while Hank helped with Beth’s spelling and their son Sam’s geometry. She was once again grateful that she married a guy who understood geometry so she’d never have to help her kids with that painful subject. She swore she was dripping wet watching him be dad. That often turned her on, but today she was getting an extra dose.
“Ok,” Tina announced at 8 pm, “time for bed.”
“But it’s only 8,” Sam said, looking at the clock in the living room.
“Well, it’s been a long day for me, and I’m sure your dad could use some rest too,” Tina said. “If you want to stay up a little longer just keep it down a bit and don’t disturb us.”
Tina glanced at Hank who had an eyebrow raised in question. He must have seen something in her eyes because he immediately stood. She could swear she saw his cock grow semihard through his shorts in the time it took him to stand.
“Yep. It’s been a long day. Good night kids,” Hank said as he bent to kiss Beth on top of the head.
Tina made it to the bedroom ahead of Hank. She turned just inside the room and held the door as Hanked walked through. As soon as he was clear, she closed the door behind him and locked it. Hank stood there staring at her with a slight grin.
“What’s going on? What’s gotten into you?” He asked.
“Hopefully your cock is what’s getting into me,” she said. She felt a flush of embarrassment. She never talked like this. But she saw his crotch leap at her words and she glanced at Hank’s eyes. He definitely liked hearing that.
“I think I can manage that,” he said, his grin growing to a full smile.
Tina dropped to her knees in front of him, never taking her eyes from his. She could see the lust growing in him. She reached her hand out to remove his cock by feel, letting his eyes bore into hers. The bulge in his shorts was easy to find without having to look. He was rapidly growing to fully erect. She wanted him in her mouth before he was fully hard. She loved the feel of him growing between her lips.
She yanked his waistband down and his now free cock bobbed before her. Still looking him in the eyes, she let her lips part just enough for the tip of his cock as she leaned forward. Her lips touched the tip and she kept her lips tight to provide a little resistance and she pushed his cock into her mouth. She went slow and he was fully erect by the time the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. She gagged just a little and smiled a small wicked grin as Hank’s eyes rolled back into his head for just a moment before snapping back to hers. He saw her smiling on his cock and his cock pulsed in delight.
Tina forced the head against the back of her throat, keeping pressure on his cock for just a few seconds. She’d never been able to deepthroat him, but she tried to take as much of him as she could. He never complained, but she knew he’d love to go deeper. But this was all she could offer. So it’s what she gave. She sucked hard as she slowly drew him out of her mouth. There was a pop when the tip finally slid out. Tina smiled again and extended her tongue to the underside of the tip. She flicked her tongue back and forth and Hank trembled slightly.
“Ummm,” Hank groaned, thrusting forward. She let him slide in and hit the back of her throat again. She reached down, unbuttoned her top and bra, and let them drop to the floor. She didn’t have huge tits, but her full C cups seemed to be enough for Hank. She knew he loved seeing her tits swaying as she gave him a blow job. Another grunt of pleasure confirmed this.
She slid his cock out again and grabbed the shaft with her hand. She slowly began to stroke him while she traced the underside with her tongue. After a few strokes, she turned her mouth to his balls. She sucked first one ball into her mouth, and then the other, flicking her tongue all around them as she sucked them in.
“What the hell has gotten into you?” Hank asked. “I mean, I always enjoy your blowjobs, but this is a little extra today.”
She just smiled again, stroking him harder. She reached up with a second hand and gripped his cock tight and she stroked with both hands. She sucked at the tip and it made slight popping sounds as her strokes popped his cock in and out of her mouth. Her conversation with Jan came flooding back into her mind. She stopped stroking and dropped one hand away from his cock. She grabbed the base of his cock with the other and squeezed as tight as she could to try to close the gap between her finger and thumb. She was sure she could still place two of her fingers between the gap.
Without thinking she reached into her back pocket. She still wore her pants since she’d only taken her top off so far. She pulled her phone out of her back pocket, slid open the camera, and positioned the phone over her other hand so the gap between her fingers was clearly visible. She snapped a picture and grinned.
“What are you doing?” Hank asked with more than a little apprehension.
Tina sat stunned for a second. She’d been so caught up in the moment, sucking cock and thinking of her conversation with Jan, that she hadn’t realized what she was actually doing. She had a decision to make. She decided to tell Hank the truth. Well, some of it anyway.
“I was talking with a friend and cock size came up,” she said, stroking him so he wouldn’t go soft.
“Okay,” Hank said, a little puzzled.
“I mentioned that my hand didn’t fit all the way around your cock. My girlfriend was surprised. So, I thought I’d show her evidence.”
“Which friend,” Hank asked.
Tina thought for a second, then with a wicked grin she said, “I’m not going to tell you right now.”
“Okay. Are you going to actually send that to her?”
“Yes,” Tina said after another second of thought. “Does that bother you?”
She didn’t think it was possible, but she swore Hank’s cock grew even harder. She already knew his answer before he said it out loud. He was turned on at the thought of one of her friends seeing that picture.
“I guess not,” he said, but the lust was heavy in his voice.
Tina smiled and opened her texting app. She clicked Jan’s name and added the picture to the text. She captioned the picture, “To help you get through the night,” and hit send. Then she looked back up into Hank’s eyes and gripped his cock tight.
“Just remember,” she said. “This is my cock. You got that? Mine. It doesn’t go anywhere, or into anything, I don’t say. Got it.” Hank bent down and kissed her forehead.
“Of course,” he said genuinely. “I would never cheat on you. My cock is your cock. Period.”
She rewarded him by taking him deep into her mouth again. Then her phone blinged and she couldn’t resist the urge to look. Jan had already responded. “Dammit. That made me cum already. Send me another!” Tina laughed, a little power mad. She now controlled a small portion of Jan’s mind, that part that thought about beautiful cocks.
“What is it?” Hank asked, confused at her response.
“She wants more,” Tina said, waving her phone around to indicate she meant the person texting. Hank growled in response.
“I want to give you more,” he said.
He reached under her arms and pulled her up. But he didn’t stop once was standing. He kept the momentum going, tossing her onto the bed. He reached down and yanked her pants off. He’d yanked so quickly that her panties came off with the pants. He tossed the pants to the corner, then flipped Tina over onto her belly. She climbed up onto her hands and knees, her ass and pussy hanging just over the edge of the bed.
She felt Hank position himself behind her as he grabbed her hips. She felt his cock bump up against her asshole. She knew the head of his cock wasn’t really the size of a baseball, but it felt that way bumping up against her ass. She’d never done anal with him. She was too afraid of his size. She’d had a bad experience in college with a guy much smaller than Hank and she’d sworn off anal from then on, and she wasn’t about to start now.
“Not tonight big boy,” she said, moving her hips to reposition him.
Hank groaned in displeasure, but Tina groaned in delight as the head of his cock tapped her clit. Hank relented and slid his cock up to the opening of her pussy. He teased her a little with the tip. Just before he slid in, Tina stopped him.
“Wait,” she said, groping around on the bed until she found her phone. It had still been in her hand when Hank had tossed her onto the bed but bounced out when she landed. She picked up the phone and opened the camera, then handed it back to Hank.
“Take a picture of your cock about to pound my pussy,” she said.
“What?” Hank asked in surprise. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah. She said we already made her cum. She needed another one.” Hank chuckled.
“Ok,” he said, taking the phone. “Are you sure you don’t want a video,” he added jokingly.
The thought ran through her head for a minute before she said, “Yeah, a video would be better. Just a short clip though. Maybe a few strokes. Make them hard though, like really pound me.”
Hank said nothing for a moment. He was too stunned. Tina never talked like this, let alone wanted to take pictures or video. He wasn’t complaining about it. He was just surprised.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yes,” she almost shouted. “I want you to really pound me. Make my ass jiggle. You know what I mean.”
“I know what you mean,” he answered. He had meant was she sure she wanted him to record it on video, but he wasn’t going to explain anymore. He slid the camera app to video and hit the record button. Then holding the camera with his right hand so his cock was easily visible between them, he reached out with his left hand and grabbed Tina’s hip. Then he began to pound his wife like she’d never been pounded before.
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[MF] I [19F] let a customer [24M] eat me out in the back and then took him home for the weekend
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I got a second job working a closing shift at a gas station when I was younger. My first day on the job this guy, Brandon, that I used to have the biggest crush on came in. In high school, I used to roller blade at the skate park and chill with my friends. Brandon was always there. He was several years older than me and had no idea I even existed. I used to watch him and think about all the things I wanted to do with him. He had this very lean, muscular and toned body. Dreamy ass Keanu Reeves eyes. Tattoos. And that slick front curtain hair cut! I was obsessed. Nothing ever came from it until I started working at the gas station.
He came in a couple of times a week, always riding on his skate board. Looking fine as ever too. I wasn’t so easy to miss now, we started flirting a lot. Really heavily. There were a couple of times it was probably even a little inappropriate in front of some of my regulars and coworkers. One night he came in about a half hour before close. We got to talking, the store was empty, things were really comfortable. So I told him about the crush I had on him. He was shocked, he said he kind of remembered me but couldn’t remember from where.
He asked me if it was a big crush or a little crush. I said “massive”. He jokingly said “oh yeah? Like you used to draw our names together in little hearts or what?”. I said “Nah, I used to touch myself thinking about all the things I’d want to do if I had you alone”. I could tell he was shocked when I said this, but he regained his composure very quickly and played it very cool. He asked me if I wanted to hang out when I close. I said yeah for sure, I told him I had to do a few things and we could do whatever. I locked the door and I went to the back to start some of my closing tasks. He was talking to me from the front and I couldn’t hear him, so he started coming more and more into the back with me. Eventually he was just right beside me. He eventually said he was dying to hear about some of the things I’d think about him.
I said I couldn’t recall one specific thing. Honestly, because it was quite a bit. We’re talking years, I’d see him that day and go home and cum fantasizing about him. Probably averaging once or twice a week. He said I surely thought about him kissing me, I said of course. He came right up to me, put his arm around my lower back and backed me up to the wall. He kissed me soft, and then eventually more intensely. He started rubbing his fingers on my crotch through my jeans. I started grinding up against his fingers. He asked me if I ever thought about his tongue in my pussy when I touched myself. I said “yes!” He asked if he could kiss it and I said “Please, baby, please”.
Brandon unbuckled my belt, pulled my pants down and went to work. He was burying his tongue in my pussy, looking up at me while I ran my fingers through his hair. He started sucking my clit while pushing his tongue into me, it was absolutely insane and drove me wild. I still think about it to this day. I started getting greedy and grinding into his mouth a little. He started moaning and burying his face deeper into me. When he went all rapid fire on my clit again I came so fucking hard. We were both moaning and groaning right there in the utility room.
He stood up, kissed me and asked me if it was as good as I thought it would be. I said it was so much better, we made out some more. I finished my tasks. We locked up. When we got to my car, I asked him what he wanted to do. He said “I’ve never wanted to fuck anyone more than I want to fuck you right now”. I took him back to my place. We hung out and made sweet sexy hot passionate love all weekend. Brandon ended up being a top tier fuck buddy. We stayed in touch for awhile and he’d crash at my place a few times a month. That first time was probably one of the wildest and sluttiest things I’d ever done. No regrets. UGH. Love you like this always Brandon ❤️🔥
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I never JUST got my underwear back [FM]
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I slept with a guy for a few months I often write about who unlocked… A lot. I wasn’t exactly bland before, but I didn’t know how much I loved being degraded or the depths I could go.
Initially our relationship was only supposed to last three months because we were both traveling. I had just gotten out of a relationship and he was in an odd traditional time.
This opened us up to a weird world of total honesty and no judgement… We got REAL weird for a while.
We didn’t have “normal” sex for very long…. if we ever did I actually don’t really remember it. Things escalated pretty fast, but for a while we were in the realm of normal kinks.
And then we decided to start experimenting.
He had a fetish for public sex that made me nervous. We were in a country where public displays of affection were very, VERY frowned upon, and we quite literally could have gone to prison if we did anything sexual in public. However, we did find a compromise…
Once we were out and he got pissed about something (I think our waiter was flirting with me). Instead of talking about feelings like a normal person, he got a very dark look in his eyes.
“You’re with me,” he spat.
“I know that, dude. I’m just being friendly.”
“Prove it.”
“How?”
“I want your underwear,” he growled.
“Like you want me to go take it off in the bathroom?” I asked.
“No, I want you to take it off here and hand it over. If you’re being a whore in public you might as well embrace it.”
*Btw, he wouldn’t talk to me like this in the “real world.” We played games.*
We had done a little bit of this back home, but never, ever in public. Without breaking eye contact, I slowly started moving in my seat and working my thong down to my knees. When it finally fell on the floor, I quickly grabbed them and handed them over. He put them in his pocket and smiled.
“What is this doing for you?” I asked.
“It’s making me hard, for starters.”
I let out a little moan and shot him a pleading look. “Please don’t talk dirty right now?”
“Why V?” He laughed.
“You know why.”
“Say the words out loud.”
I sighed. “Because I’m fucking wet and now I don’t have underwear.”
He leaned over so he was an inch away from my face. “The thing is, I want you so hot and bothered you’re dripping. I want you to have to hold your legs together so tightly you’re uncomfortable and begging for me to take you home.”
“Take me home,” I whispered.
He leaned back and smiled. “I think I’ll finish my drink actually.”
“Please,” I begged.
“What’s in it for me?”
“Sex!”
“Not good enough. Be specific.”
“Fuck… Ok. I’ll let you bend me over and spank me.”
“That’s getting closer.”
“What the fuck do you want?”
“For starters, I want you to stop talking to our waiter,” he laughed. And that is when he pressed my underwear to my lips and told me to “open.” He slipped them into my mouth.
We sat in silence has he finished his drink and laughed when I nodded helplessly when our waiter asked if we needed anything else.
When we finally started walking home… I had a very difficult time. I was very tight, very wet, and clamping my legs together. He thought this was hilarious.
“What’s the matter, V?” He laughed.
I rolled my eyes.
“Why won’t you tell me what’s wrong?” He laughed.
We turned the corner and he very quickly squeezed my ass. I moaned and had to stop. I nearly bent over I was so fucking turned on. I glared at him and kept walking.
When we finally got into the elevator in my building, he slammed a hand beside me and pressed against me. “Do you want me to fuck you tonight?” He asked.
I nodded.
“Open up,” he said. He took my thong out of my mouth and started rolling it around in his hands. “If you want me to fuck you, you’re going to play my game for as long as I want. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I gasped.
His hand shot to my throat. “What was that you little slut?”
“Yes sir.”
He moved his hand between my legs. “You’re very wet,” he laughed.
“Yes sir.”
He looked at my underwear and smiled. “You have to get these back before I fuck you and it’s not going to be easy.”
“Yes sir.”
“You’re going to do whatever I say?”
“Damn it! I said yes.”
He glared at me as the doors opened and motioned for me to get out first. He walked behind me so slowly I stopped breathing and started shaking with anticipation.
The MOMENT the door shut behind us he slammed me against the wall so I was pressed against it and aching. I could barely breath. “What did you say to me?” He breathed into my ear.
“I said yes.”
“No, you swore at me and got an attitude.”
“Punish me,” I breathed.
He pulled my skirt up to my waist and walked me over until he bent me over the table. When his hand came down across my ass, I screamed.
“Are you going to behave?”
“Yes sir,” I moaned.
“You think you deserve more?” He asked.
I took a long breath, “Yes.”
*Let me pause to tell you about the way this dude sparked me. Usually it was playful in bed, but on occasion he went FULL on punishment mode. When that happened, I was screwed. He once spanked me so hard I literally couldn’t sit down for a full day.*
*That’s the kind of punishment I was getting then.*
He spanked me so hard I pounded my hands on the table as tears sprang to my eyes. I full on started crying at the fifth slap.
“Safeword me or ask for more,” he said.
“More.”
“Good girl,” he said as he backed away. “Now get on your knees.” He pulled a chair out and smiled down at me as I got on the floor. “All fours,” he laughed. I glared at him but complied.
“You want these back?” He asked as he twirled my underwear in his hands.
“Yes sir,” I said.
He threw them across the room. “Fetch.”
So… We had done some degrading shit, but this was entering a new level. I should also note we got WAY kinkier than this further down gone line, but I had only known this dude for a week or so.
I stared at him for a while and watched a bit of sympathy cross his face. “We can stop at any time, V,” he assured me. “Safeword me. This is… A lot.”
I shook my head, took a deep breath and crawled across the floor on all fours. I picked up my underwear with my mouth and brought it back to him.
He did it again.
This went on until my knees were aching and I was panting from the floor. Finally he smiled and turned over my thong again. “What else would you do for this?” He asked.
“Whatever you want,” I breathed.
“You’d suck me off?”
“Yes!” I answered a little too quickly.
“You like that too much, V,” he laughed. “You know, I’ve had to get very creative punishing you because you have a sick brain. I still wonder how far you’d go.”
“Try me.”
“You’d let me put a collar on you?” He asked.
“Yes.”
“You’d let me stick ice inside of you?”
“Yes. Anything you want. I just really want…”
“What V?”
“You know.”
“Use your words.”
“I just want you to fuck me,” I started pleading.
“Beg me.”
“Please, please fuck me.”
“Are you dripping wet right now?” He asked.
“Yes.”
“Then stand up, bend over the table, and spread your legs so I can feel.”
I did and he stood behind me for a while. When he fondled my ass I flinched at how sore it was but didn’t move. When he finally put his hand between my legs I shuddered when I felt his fingers inside of me.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he laughed. “You love being degraded.”
“I do,” I moaned.
“I’ll make a deal with you,” he said as he put my underwear back to my mouth. “It’s about time you finally got these back. You’ve earned it.” I opened my mouth and let him slide it in. Then he put a hand to my cheek and pressed me into the table. He put his mouth to my ear and nibbled slightly.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Viola,” he whispered. “And not only are you going to take it, I’m going to tell you what a little whore you are while I do it. And you’re going to fucking enjoy it.”
I nodded once and felt him move my skirt all the way to my waist.
“You want it, you fucking whore?” He asked. When I nodded he laughed, “I know you do.”
He unbuckled his pants and positioned himself outside of me. “You want this so bad.”
I shot him a pleading look and nodded.
I moaned when he finally went inside me and slammed my hand against the table. He weaved his fingers into mine as he pushed himself all the way in. “No,” he breathed. “You’re not allowed to move. You’re just going to take it like a good little whore.”
I nodded as I felt him slowly start to thrust. I closed my eyes but he pulled my hair and told me to keep them open. “I want you to watch me as I fuck the shit out of you,” he moaned.
He slammed into me again and it took everything in me to hold still. I let out a moan as I watched him.
“I like your underwear in your mouth,” he whispered as he thrust again. “Because your mouth is good for exactly one thing, you fucking whore. Unless I’m fucking it, you’re going to keep it closed from now on.”
*Yes… This was pretty fucking degrading.*
“From now on you don’t touch yourself without my permission. You don’t even think about sex unless I tell you to. Do you understand?” He asked as he thrust again.
I was getting close and moaning louder.
“You’re not allowed to enjoy it unless I tell you. And dear god, if you orgasm without my permission I will keep you on your knees all day.”
My hands were shaking as I tried to fight my climax.
“You’re mine, Viola. I own you and this is exactly what you’re good for. You’re mine to fuck whenever I want and however I want.”
I gave a pathetic nod as I tried not to break eye contact. My eyes were rolling to the back of my head Involuntarily.
“I own all of your orgasms from now on. Every single one… Open,” he said. He threw my underwear away. “Do you understand everything I’m saying?” He asked.
“Yes sir,” I finally moaned. My voice was shaking as I gripped the edge of the table.
“Good,” he said. He spat on the table. “Lick it up and then you can come.”
I had never licked up someone else’s saliva before but I sure as hell did it with enthusiasm. Then, I came so hard my head started spinning, I screamed his name, and saw stars as I climaxed.
He grabbed a fistful of hair, threw me on my knees, and finished by jerking off on my face.
So yeah, we got weird that summer. Very rarely did we got out after that where he didn’t demand my underwear and I, in fact, found myself provoking him. We couldn’t have sex in public, but we did play games. He’d turn me on, demand my underwear, and then sometimes deprive me for hours until I was begging him to take me home.
I suppose it should also be noted that after this session we returned to “normal.” We became different people during sex, but were good friends when we weren’t fucking. After this session in particular, I remember him getting me Advil and very sweetly bending me across his lap and rubbing my ass as we watched a movie.
He was a gem.
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When I Was 30, I Was Seduced By A 50 Year Old Woman – Part 3 – Our Ski Weekend - [M30] [F's 50's] [Boy-toy] [Carnal Fun]
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Skiing is my passion, so, while we were making love one afternoon, my seductress told me that she had rented a condo for the upcoming weekend at my favorite ski resort. I was excited and very appreciative of her generosity, which encouraged me to make our session extra special for her that day, and which made her very appreciative...tit for tat or should I say, tat for tit. So, on Friday afternoon, we drove up to the mountain resort, getting there about 5pm. The drive up was so beautiful with fresh, deep snow on the mountains and perfect ski weather. We were in a wonderful mood, as the snow and the crisp mountain air clears one's mind and leaves the city and our daily whatevers behind. Just what we needed, and we were very stimulated, especially after she told me that she was fantasizing about our making love in front of the fireplace, which made us a bit affectionate, handsy and unzipped on the way up. When we arrived and entered the rustic condo with a large, stone fireplace, I was surprised to find that 3 of her bff girlfriends were there...If you have read Parts 1 and 2, you will already know that my seductress liked to surprise her boy-toy. The girls, I will call them April, May and June, were excited to see us and preparing dinner fit for a king, or in this case, a boy-toy. The girls were aware of my being my seductresses' boy-toy, and I had previously met, I should say, only just met, nothing more, 2 of them. They were all about the same age, a year or two difference, all in good shape for their age, April and June were blonde like my seductress, and May was a lovely, slender Asian woman. I built a roaring fire in the fireplace, and we sat down to a dinner by candle light. I can still picture and feel it, the glow in the room and the cozy warmth from the fire, happy, warm vibes all around. Dinner was prime steaks, roasted veggies, cheezy, scalloped potatoes, home baked apple pie for dessert, and lots of wine. After dinner, we all sat in front of the fire with the girls continuing to enjoy the wine. I am not much of an alcohol drinker, so I only sip it to be sociable. By then, the girls were feeling no pain, and one of them suggested that we play Truth or Dare, which I had never played. After about an hour, we were all naked and quite giggly. My seductress got down on her knees in front of me and took my manhood into her mouth for a couple of minutes, and then asked the girls if anyone wanted to help her. April and June took turns, while May, being the shy one, sat and watched. My seductress brought May over to me and encouraged her to get down on her knees and take her turn, which she did with much shy enjoyment, as the others watched and masturbated. She was the lucky one to receive my load, which she was further encouraged to swallow, cumming quite intensely as she did, which the others did as well. It was all quite musical, a harmonious, orgasmic choir. I wish I had a recording. We retired to our rooms, and my seductress told me that these girls had previously told her how lucky she was to have a young boy-toy and had expressed to her how much they wished for and needed one. And then, being in need herself, she noisily rode me until her need was quite satisfied. In the morning, the girls, with a bit of a hangover, prepared a nice country breakfast, eggs, bacon, sausage, which April consumed quite erotically, hash browns and toast, and we hit the slopes. The skiing was fantastic and so exhilarating...there is nothing like it! We rendezvoused at the resorts lodge for lunch. We were all in a great mood, and all the girls gave me a sly smile or wink, which certainly wasn't wasted on me...I winked back and they giggled. About 4pm, we headed back to the condo and relaxed in front of the fire, the girls with a glass of wine. April said she was going to take a little nap and went to her room. We were all in a wonderful, mellow mood. My seductress quietly told me to go see if April was okay. I went to her room, quietly opened the door, not wanting to wake her. The light was off but I could see her laying on her bed naked. April said to me, “I have been waiting for you.” For a brief moment I wondered if I had died and gone to heaven..........If you might like to read Part 2 of Part 3, which is the hot and juicy “Climax” of Our Ski Weekend and my story, please let me know. And if you have any comments, questions or are a woman in need, DM me. I would love to hear from you.
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[M/S] Going on vacation with my son was a great idea!
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A few weeks ago me and my son decided to go on vacation together and it ended up being quite a different experience than what I thought it would be… Not that I'm disappointed with that at all.
Let's start with what happened before that.
It all started on Saturday morning the week prior to our vacation. Me and my son live alone together and we were having breakfast like we always do and talkef about whatever came to mind. After some time I noticed that he kept "checking" me out… He occasionally does that, especially when I wear something a bit more revealing like today, but I generally don't mind it too much. Especially considering he's a young guy and clearly interested in the opposite sex. And I also gotta admit I enjoy his flustered expression when he's trying to hide it..
Today however he seemed to do it a bit more than usual so I asked if something was up. He just avoided the question and changed the topic so I left it at that. I was still curious if something was up though..
After that everything until our vacation went as normal. When we arrived at the hotel we got the keys to our room and when we got there we noticed something was wrong. There was just 1 bed for us. We were thinking about changing it up but honestly we didn't mind. After having driven the entire day and both of us tired we just wanted to sleep. My son did suggest he could just sleep on the couch but I assured him that we can just share the bed. He agreed right away so all was good. As it was late I changed and got into bed while he was in the bathroom. I nearly got a bit concerned because he was in there for quite some time but once i called his name he got out pretty quick.
"i was getting worried that you've fallen asleep in there, what were you doing?" i asked him as he walked to the bed.
"Nothing.. just getting ready for bed." he said while undressing.
"So I guess you're gonna sleep naked?" I said teasing him. He just looked over at me and smiled.
"very funny mom.. what would you do if i was actually doing that though?" he said back. He was now under the blanket with me in just his boxers.
"I wouldn't mind." I said, smiling at him. He blushed a little. " I've seen you naked before, and your little thing down there isn't something im scared off"
He looked at me thinking for a second "So you would also be okay with sleeping naked yourself then? and also, it hurts my feelings if you call it little" he joked
"haha my bad, I didn't mean it that way of course. I'm sure it's not little anymore" we both laughed. "and yes I wouldn't mind. I usually sleep in the nude anyway so if that's okay with you we can both do that" i said teasing him a little
"I mean.. I.. think it's okay like this" he said clearly not being sure what to say. I guess that was too much to ask for right now but it was good to see that he wasn't completely opposed to it
"Also it feels kinda weird hearing my mom talking about my thing"
"It is? I think it's pretty normal. I've seen it plenty of times so I think it's fair if I get to talk about it."
"I guess so.. just that we've never really talked directly about something like that. And it's been a long time since you've seen it,'' he said.
He wasn't wrong. We talked about a lot of things and we're pretty open but even then never really went that private.. I was a bit surprised at how serious that it got after we joked about it just before.
"Don't worry, nothing weird about it. We could be talking about your dick the entire night and I wouldn't feel weird. You really shouldn't have to feel that way either talking about it with me" i said to him trying to lighten the mood.
As it was late and we were both exhausted from the trip we just said goodnight and went to sleep. It felt good to have him sleep next to me and I fell asleep almost immediately.
The next morning I was the first to wake up. He was still sleeping so I figured I let him stay there for a little longer while I took a shower. I kept thinking about our conversation yesterday and how it affected me.. I certainly joked about it with him but honestly found it pretty hot..maybe pushing it a little further wouldn't hurt?..
After getting out of the shower I got just my underwear on and went out to wake him up. I really wanted to see his reaction. To my surprise he wasn't sleeping anymore however.
"Morning honey, did you sleep well?" I asked while walking over to my side of the bed. He was just staring at me clearly enjoying the view. "y.. yeah i slept well.." he said trying to act normal. He was also clearly still a bit sleepy and not quite fully awake yet. After some time of him looking at me while i put on the rest of my clothes, while trying to not make it too obvious he stood up from the bed.
"You should go get a shower and get ready, so we can go get breakfast" I said and he nodded. That's when I looked down and noticed that his boxers. He was having an erection..
"oh.." is all I said before he looked over to me and saw where my eyes were fixated at. He immediately took the pillow to hide it and apologized to me.
"Don't worry, I was just a bit surprised. You really don't have to hide it from me, it's completely normal."
He was still shy about it but then took the pillow away and walked to the bathroom. That's when I caught another glimpse of it. Seeing his cock standing proud like that really turned me on.
He took a really long time to finish in the bathroom just like the prior night but I guess he had to take care of some "business". After a while he came out and we both got dressed and went to have some breakfast. After finishing we were just sitting at our table so i figured it's a good time to ask about this morning.. and tease him a little bit.
"Soo do we wanna talk about this morning?"
"Do we have to?"
"Not if you don't want to. But i wanna make sure that everythings okay and you're not feeling weird because of it"
"I'm not.. it was just a bit embarrassing that's all" he said looking at the table.
"It's really okay and hey, now i'm at least sure that it's definitely not a little thing anymore" I said jokingly to lighten the mood. He seemed to get a bit more relaxed as well.
"See, told you" he smirked back.
"Do you get that a lot? Morning wood i mean" i asked bluntly
"Not that often.. today was a bit different though"
"Different?"
"It wasnt just morning wood.. i also had that reaction because something else was there" he said, looking me up and down
"oh, so basically you got a boner because of me?" I asked back straight away. He simply just nodded. "Makes me glad that a young guy had that kind of reaction to me to be honest"
"But youre beautiful. every guy would feel the same". He said straight away.
Hearing him compliment me like that made me blush. "Thanks, I appreciate that". is all I could say after that. He was clearly seeing me as more than his mother and I was happy to know that..
"But for the future you really don't have to be embarrassed or hide it" I assured him.
"ye, it was just my reaction back then.. I was just scared you'd think bad of me or something.. but thanks for this talk." he looked like he was feeling a lot better now.
"No problem, glad I could clear that up. And if you really wanna work on getting over that completely we could always sleep naked next time. I'm sure you wouldn't feel any need to hide anything after that" i said half joking, half serious.
"I mean maybe we could try, I guess" was all he said with a smile.
"Now that we're already on a similar topic I have another question.. I'm just curious, this morning when you went to the bathroom for a long time.. Did you by any chance, you know, jerk off?" He got a bit red after that question. "I take that as a yes"
"Next time you go do that make sure to tell me so i know the bathroom will be locked for quite some time" i joked
he got a bit flustered "Not sure i want my mom to know when im doing that"
"Trust me, I know regardless if you tell me or not. And anyway, I know you got needs just like everyone else" I smirked at him.
"So that means you got them too, right?" he asked back and I nodded with a smile.
he smirked back "So you better tell me when you're doing it as well." hearing him say that surprised me. He was getting pretty bold now as well. I just told him he's got a deal and we both laughed again.
After this went on about our day. First we went to explore the hotel for a bit and see all the offerings, and later on to some museum he was interested in seeing. The day went by in a flash and we were having a great time and joking around with each other the entire time. It honestly felt great to just spend time together and soon enough it was evening again and we were back in our hotel room.
I've written for quite some time now so I'm gonna take a break. Hope im back with an update real soon.
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The Agreement - Part 1 [MF 30s] [D/s] [oral]
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There was a knock at the door. She looked up from her drawing, and idly wondered if that was the delivery she had been waiting for.
She got up from the sofa and opened the front door. It was him. A jolt of surprise and excitement ran through her and she could feel her quickening heart beat. He was here? Now? It had been months since they had discussed this, she had started to wonder if he would ever actually follow through.
'I err, wasn't expecting you' she said and then, slightly belatedly as her head caught up to what was about to happen, she added ‘…Sir’
‘Surely that’s part of the fun?’ he said walking into the house. ‘Now be a good girl and show me how pleased you are to see me’
As usual, a small giddy thrill had shot through her at his use of ‘good girl’. Why did that affect her so much? Her initial surprise at him suddenly appearing at her house was fading and being replaced with a sense of mischief. This is not how she had planned to spend her Sunday afternoon, but as he had said, that was part of the fun. She felt slightly flushed and was aware of growing feeling between her legs, a pleasant warmth but also a kind of yearning ache.
‘Time to be a good girl’ she thought.
She smiled at him and walked over until she was just in front of him. She looked into his eyes, said ‘I’m always pleased to see you, Sir’ and slowly dropped to her knees in front of him.
She undid his jeans and pulled them down enough that she could slide is cock out. It was warm and already quite firm. He plays things cool but he’s just as turned on by all this as I am she thought.
She brushed her cheek against his cock, took a moment to breathe and take in his scent, then slowly turned her head and took his cock into her mouth.
‘There’s my good girl’ he said. ‘I knew you’d missed me’. She responded by sucking harder and starting to move her mouth more quickly along the length of his cock.
She always found giving head strangely rewarding. You started with something small, put some effort in, and got something long and hard as your reward. The increasing stream of praise and occasional groans of pleasure coming from above her head weren’t a bad reward either.
He was rock hard now and she was enjoying running her tongue up and down the shaft of his cock between bouts of sucking. He had moved his hands down onto her head, not forcing her movements but complementing the rhythms she was using. She suspected he was close to coming but even as the thought occurred to her he gently but firmly moved her head up off his cock. ‘Your skills are as impressive as ever, but we don’t want things to end too quickly do we?’ he said.
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The Prisoner: Part 2: Dinner With the Enemy [FFM 20s-30s] [Orc] [Fantasy] [Fdom/Msub] [Bondage] [NonCon] [Breeding] [Long]
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**Part 2: Dinner With the Enemy**
Varden awoke on his back, arms above his head, on the rug of the command tent. He glanced down, expecting to find himself covered in bruises. Instead, he was covered by a thin blanket, woven of some soft material.
The act of lifting his head and looking down sent splitting pain through his head. Gods, that powder. What had it done to him?
“Ah! You’re finally awake. Splendid,” a woman’s voice announced beside him.
He craned his neck, seeing Lorel lounging on a large dining chair at the head of her oak table. A spread of food was placed before her, the delicious smells wafting his direction. His stomach grumbled; he hadn’t eaten in… Wait, how long had it been?
Lorel was dressed, thankfully. She wore a pair of high leather boots, soft looking pants, and an elaborate tunic of silk, some kind of woolen shirt peeking out beneath the sleeves. She looked comfortable, like a human noble might, though far more casual.
“How long did I sleep?” he croaked. His throat was raw.
“Oh, twelve, fourteen hours,” she responded in a nonchalant tone. “It’s supper time. Hungry?”
Part of him, the proud, kingdom-loving side of him that had grown up with horrible stories of Orcs, wanted to refuse. How could he break bread with the enemy and still call himself a man of integrity?
The other part of him was starving, and did not care. He gave Lorel an eager nod.
She smiled a pleasant smile and rose from her seat. It was a smooth, graceful motion, like she’d been trained in court affairs. She crouched, looming over his recumbent head.
Whatever trace of virility powder remained in his system activated at her proximity. Varden swore he could still smell her sex; it was subtle, but certainly there. She grinned down at him, tusks emerging from her full lips.
She reached for his bindings, pausing as she grabbed hold of them. “You must promise me, Varden Man-Slave, not to flee. If you do, you will be filled with raven-feathered arrows before you reach the second dwelling from here. Then, my healers will stitch your wounds, and your life as my slave will become far more unbearable than what it might otherwise be. Do you understand me, meat?”
He was shocked at how quickly her tone went from casual to dripping with venom. He stammered a response. “Of course, Lorel. I will not flee.”
She shot a finger under his chin at blinding speed, sharp fingernail one push away from piercing his skin. Her forearm tattoos glowed with green light. “Mistress Warchief, slave. Do not forget your place.”
Varden gulped, terrified, and managed the slightest nod he could to avoid her piercing fingernail. She withdrew, unlocked his bindings, and marched back to her seat. “Sit,” she commanded, gesturing to a small stool near the wall of the tent.
Varden retrieved the stool and placed it on the long edge of the table. The food was piled close to Lorel, meaning he could not avoid her proximity. He sat, nervous, and began to fix himself a plate of food.
The food looked…delicious. There was a brace of small birds, skewered and grilled; bowls of fried vegetables covered in some unknown sauce; a platter of fruit drizzled in honey. Varden had never seen such fine food. Coming from nothing, he had known little more than stews and pies, with the occasional fowl or fish. This was…well, it was kingly! Or, queenly, perhaps.
Lorel studied him intently. His nerves were slowly abating at the promise of this much-needed meal. It was all he could do to stop himself from scarfing down his food. His gaze flicked towards his captor occasionally. She was picking at her food carefully. All the while, her steely eyes bore into him. He only now noticed that her eyes were a beautiful, lavender color.
He slowed his eating. “You,” he spoke, food still crowding his mouth. “You cast a spell on me. How? Are you some sort of witch?”
Lorel chuckled, wiping her mouth with a napkin. “No, not a witch, dear slave. Just blessed.”
His mind turned. What had she called herself? “Your name. Twice-Blessed. Is the magic why?”
Her eyebrows rose. “Very astute of you. Yes.” She plopped a naked bird-bone onto her plate, picked clean. “The majority of Orcs are born with great physical strength. Rarely, some are born with an innate magical seed within, which robs them of immense strength. But, when the moon is at its apex, and the Great Ones smile upon my people, there is a chance that a child is born with both.” She gave a sort of nod-bow in his direction. “I am one such child.”
“I thought magic was something taught in schools?” he replied. This woman was telling him things that were unraveling his worldview by the moment.
Lorel gave a hearty laugh. “Oh, of course, how could I forget? And let me guess, these schools are filled with pompous nobles, the only ones who can afford such training, thereby monopolizing the magic within the aristocracy?”
Varden had no response. She was very erudite, he was coming to learn, and seemed rather educated in some form or another. “I suppose,” was all he could conjure.
“I’m sorry,” she relented. “I tend to ramble.” She rose from her seat, her plate clean. “So,” she continued, “how do you feel about your duties, after this morning's performance?”
He choked momentarily on his food, the question unexpected. Not the sort of thing he was used to discussing at supper. “I—” he sputtered, coughing. He composed himself. “I feel like my answer is not going to affect my situation.”
“I’ll put it plainly, Varden Man-Slave.” She began to pace. “That is what you are now—a slave. But, you can save yourself a world of trouble if you stop thinking so grim. You are valuable to us Orcs. My people have so few men left that man-seed is more valuable to us than gold. As a breeding slave, we won’t treat you poorly. You’ll be fed well, and you will be continuing your smithing if it is judged high enough in quality. You will be worked, but not to the death.” She gave him a wry grin. “We aren’t barbarians, after all. Not like you.”
Varden was taken aback by her comment. “What do you mean? Humans?”
“Yes. Your people are brutes, Man-Slave.” She produced a thin knife, picking her nails. “I’ve visited your cities before the war. You treat serfs like animals and toss them meager wages, and have the gall to say they’re not slaves. Beggars and children in the streets, orphans of starvation while your king lives in luxury. You will find no such injustices here.” Her voice was filled with contempt, eyes glowering at him like smoldering fire. “I only call you slave, for that is the only word you have for it in the common tongue. Our word for it is more apt. Sk’o’ri.”
He was stunned. Half a day ago, this woman was bedding him like an animal. No, he had been the animal, after she had drugged him. Now, she was lecturing him on societal issues over a dinner spread.
Lorel rested her hands on her wide hips, looking at him like a disappointed tutor. “My point being, Varden Sk’o’ri, that I am extending to you an offering of mutual understanding. Do what I ask, and you will be given all you need. Many that we have captured become quite content with their lives, after a time.” A smirk formed on her face. “Besides, this morning you seemed happy to oblige.”
“You drugged me! Used sorcery on me!” he retorted.
“True, but you were far more enthusiastic than most when under its effects. Even before I had used it, you seemed happy enough to gaze upon me.” The smirk remained on her face, growing, in fact.
Varden blushed. She was right. His animalistic side had taken over, but that tiny rational side of him had relented at some point and admitted that their coupling had felt good.
More than good. It was great.
“Come now, my slave,” she crooned. Her gaze met his own. She stalked towards him, caressing his chin with her enormous hand. Somehow, he didn’t even begin to flinch away. “Be honest. Tell me how you feel.”
The gesture was so sincere, he could not help but relent. Her eyes were piercing right through him, genuine curiosity within.
“I will admit,” he responded, bashful, “that you are not hard to look upon.”
She stood, expectantly. “‘Not hard to look upon.’ Did you double as a poet in your village?”
He made to respond, then recognized the sarcasm in her voice. “Clearly, I am not a man of words. But you are—” he stuttered for a moment. “You are beautiful.”
Her wry grin transformed into a genuine smile. “Thank you, Varden Sk’o’ri.” She sat back down at the table, pulling her hair into a ponytail and wrapping it with that leather cord. “You are not hard to look upon yourself, if I may say. I was surprised when you told me of your lifeless marriage. There must have been some disappointed village maidens.”
Varden shook his head. “Quite the opposite. I’ve never been the charismatic type.”
“Fear not, Man-Slave.” Lorel took a swig of ale out of a horn tankard. “You will not have to use words to make me swoon.”
“Thank the gods,” he muttered.
They sat in silence as he finished his meal. By the end of it, not a scrap remained. When he finished, Lorel rose from her seat, donning a fur-mantled cloak as she made for the entrance of the tent.
“Rest in my bed, Varden Sk’o’ri. Let your meal settle. I will be back, and your duties shall resume.” She gave him a sultry look, a wink, and then passed through the tent’s portal.
Varden’s face blanched. His duties. Lorel’s sincerity had almost made him forget.
She had a point, though. He was tired, even after so much sleep, and the food settling in his stomach didn’t help. The tent was so warm, too. He could really do with a nap…
Before he knew it, he was crawling beneath the bed’s blankets and furs, and the sweet aroma of Lorel that clung to the bedding enveloped him in a deep sleep.
Lorel arrived back at the tent an hour and a half later. She had met with her captains, their scouts returning from a long reconnaissance mission. Human villages at the base of the foothills were still reeling from their raids, but it appeared that response from their king had yet to be elicited. Good. They could continue probing without fear.
One of the scouts had yet to return. Moire, the human, had been sent to the human capital city to gauge the general sentiments regarding the king. Her last report had been promising; people were becoming upset in the cities due to a post-war slump.
Moire. Lorel could not help but miss her. She had been the first human to fully commit to her cause, just after the war. A veteran, she had become disillusioned with her people after years of fighting. Since then, she had been an invaluable asset to Lorel’s people.
And, she admitted, Lorel’s closest friend.
She flipped open the tent flap and walked inside, welcoming the warm interior. She shed her cloak and hung it by the door, glancing around.
There, in her bed, tucked under the covers, Varden slept soundly. She smiled. Perhaps he would come to enjoy his position and Chief’s Consort sooner rather than later. He looked so comfortable, in fact, that she had the mind to join him.
She began undressing. She undid her wide leather belt, allowing her to pull the silk tunic over her head. Kicking off her boots, she began to unravel the arm and leg wraps around her shins and forearms. Then, she moved on to her woolen underclothes, freeing herself completely from her cloth confines.
For a moment, she stood naked in the center of her tent, exalting in the warm air. It had been a long time since she had a worthy consort. She was going to enjoy this.
She crawled into the bed, moving Varden aside without any protest from him. He was naked as well; she just realized that she had given him no clothes after he had woken up. She would, of course, remedy that. After tonight, of course.
Lorel pulled him close. He was on his back, herself on her side. She traced her long finger over his face and down his chest, pulling the covers back as she did so. He shivered a bit, but did not wake. Eventually, her hand found what it was searching for; the slave’s girthy cock.
She wrapped her wide hand around its base. Immediately, it began to stiffen. Even with her large, Orc hands, it looked impressive. As she began to stroke its length, her other hand traveled to the space between her thighs, and got to work preparing her cunt.
Varden’s cock was nearing full hardness when he finally awoke. His eyes wandered for a moment, but as they focused in on Lorel, he suddenly flinched back. He tugged away from her, and she felt his manhood begin to grow flaccid in her grip. She let go, and Varden pushed himself to the edge of the bed.
“What’s wrong, Man-Slave?” she probed. “I thought you said I was beautiful.”
“I…” He searched for words. “You are I just…I don’t know. I’ve lived my whole life seeing you as an enemy. Perhaps it's getting in the way.”
Lorel considered for a moment. “Or perhaps you just need to see a woman’s body.” She pushed him upright, towards the foot of the bed, then centered herself in front of him. Throwing the blankets back, she exposed herself entirely to him. On her back now, she spread her legs, using one hand to spread her pussy apart, while the other caressed her tits.
“Fuck me, Man-Slave,” she said in the most alluring voice she could manage.
Varden’s eyes were wide, and he moved to do his bidding, but his cock had not reacted the way she intended. He positioned himself above her, as if preparing for a push-up, but only shook his head as he maneuvered his flaccid cock, trying to awaken it.
“I’m sorry, Mistress Warchief.” He looked genuinely ashamed of himself. “The powder might prove necessary.”
Lorel sighed, and rolled from her bed. Standing, she thought for a moment, then came to an idea.
“No,” she said, “the powder will not be necessary. Give me but a moment.”
She closed her eyes, muttering to herself. Her tattoos glowed blue, and she whispered her message into the mind of her recipient. “Send me Sav, if you will.” Hearing the subsequent Yes, Mistress, in her own mind, she nodded approvingly and made her way back to the bed.
Varden shied away as Lorel returned to her bed. What was wrong with him? Watching her walk back, he had tried to focus on the bounce of her beautiful tits, the sway of her ample hips, but it had little effect. Years of propaganda had wormed so far into his brain that this stunning specimen of a woman in front of him was not arousing him.
It seemed Lorel could sense his temerity, and she extended a hand out to caress him. “Don’t worry, dear slave. We will remedy this soon. Many men have trouble in their early days. It is nothing to be ashamed of.”
He nodded, but the feeling remained. A part of him, deep down, worried that if was not able to perform, she would dispose of him. Whether or not that was true, he did not want to find out.
After a couple of minutes, the tent flap opened, and strolling in was a cloaked figure.
“Ah, Sav, thank you. Please, come here, will you?” Lorel commanded, her words already soaked with lust.
The figure threw back their hood, and Varden saw the visage of a pretty young woman, her thin face framed in auburn hair. Her cheeks were rosy from the cold, and she had large, brown doe eyes. She gave a shy smile as she approached, undoing her cloak’s clasp.
It fell away, revealing her naked body. She was the complete opposite of Lorel. Lithe, her thighs did not touch as she walked, though her hips were wide. She had small, perky breasts, the soft, puffy nipples already hard from her walk in the cold.
“Varden, this is Sav. She is from the pleasure house.” He could see Lorel’s smile as the woman approached.
“Pleasure, m’lord,” said Sav. She curtsied, which was a strange motion without any clothes on.
“Please, on the bed, dear. Varden needs something…familiar before we get started.”
The young woman nodded and clambered on the bed, laying in the same position as Lorel had. Legs spread, Varden watched as her tiny, pink pussy spread for him, fine auburn hairs barely visible around and above it. “Please, m’lord,” Sav spoke. “Fuck me however you’d like.” She said it so assuredly. How could a woman with such a small frame be so confident?
However she did it, the trick had worked on Varden. His cock was already grown to near full size. Sav’s pussy, he saw, was soaking wet already. He lowered himself over her, one hand supporting him while the other grabbed his cock and positioned it just above Sav’s wet cunt.
He pushed it in, gently, not like the morning when he had rammed it.
Immediately, a sensation of bliss overtook him. Her pussy was incredible, so warm and moist, pulling him deeper. He obliged, and found it nearly as depthless as Lorel’s was that morning. Sav was panting in his ear, moaning her pleasure.
“Yes, oh yes, m’lord.” Gods, she was like a siren. “Your cock, I’ve never had anything like it!”
He continued his smooth strokes, pushing his entire length into her each time. He thought she might be playing it up, being a pleasure-maid, but every time he bottomed out inside of her, she flinched with pleasure. And that pussy… Something told him that you couldn't fake that amount of wet arousal.
Gods, she was good. Varden’s head was reeling as he fucked her. He imagined a life with this woman, away from all this. She bore him many children, because all they did in their spare time was fuck. It was so beautiful. Perhaps, if he filled her with his seed this night, it could come true.
The fantasy was too much to bear. He opened his eyes, watching Sav’s perky tits bounce with each stroke, and he felt it build within him. He was going to cum, and he was going to do it so deep within Sav’s perfect pussy that she was all but guaranteed to have his children.
His balls began to tighten. His cock pulsed. Here it came he was—
“*Au’koren!*”
Lorel finished the incantation. Perfect. She had encircled him with a stoppage spell right on the verge of orgasm. He would stay hard for as long as it held. She was pleased.
Varden pulled out of Sav’s dripping cunt, confused. He looked down to the magic enveloping his ten inch cock, then over to Lorel. “Again? Why do you do this?”
She gave a sultry smile. “Sometimes, Man-Slave, a little assistance should be welcomed.” She strode confidently to the bed, then crouched. With one finger, she beckoned the two humans forward. “Now, Sav, I want you to lay beneath me and lick my holes. Slave, you sit on the edge of the bed.” She flicked her long, pink tongue over her full lips. “I want to taste her cunt on your dick, Man-Slave!”
They did as they were told. Sav began tonguing the Warchief’s dripping cunt, pleasing her immensely. Varden sat on the edge of the bed, throbbing manhood at full mast. She flashed him a wicked smile, then got to work.
Slowly, she worked her long tongue around the head of his cock. The combination of dribbling precum and Sav’s own juices was so delicious, it made her already wet mouth salivate with anticipation. She spat on her slave’s considerable girth, then began to work it with her hand, up and down, in tandem with her long tongue.
That did the trick. Varden’s head whipped back in ecstatic pleasure. She could feel his veiny cock pulse in her hands. Oh, how she delighted in controlling her men.
“Now, slave, let me show you something your human women are lacking.”
He looked at her, wide eyed in confusion, as she opened her mouth wide, and fully enveloped his entire cock in her wet mouth…
And down her throat.
Varden bucked, slamming this cock further into her throat. Had it not been for the magic, she was sure that he would have delivered a healthy load of man-seed directly into her stomach. Good thing she had thought ahead.
With zeal, she worked her mouth up and down from the tip of his head to the very base of his cock, over and over. She felt her throat bulge with every trip down, and the drool drip down her chin and onto her fat tits the opposite way. Sav was not being a slouch, either. She could already feel her cunt tighten as the human’s tongue flicked across her clit and into her pussy time and again.
For minutes, she continued like this, her slave pounding into her throat. At some point, she began fingering herself, rubbing her pulsing clit as Sav explored her pussy with her lithe tongue. Sav had slipped a wet couple of fingers into her asshole as well. By the Great Ones, she could not bear the pleasure.
With a stifled moan—ten inches of rock-hard man-cock in her throat—she tensed, her body shuddering with orgasm. Below, she felt her pussy squirt, spraying water all over Sav’s flustered face. Sav opened her mouth and drank, which only made it more exhilarating for Lorel. The orgasm lasted for at least a minute, during which time she never relented on Varden’s monstrous cock
When she was done, she rose. She could see her tits, bulging from her chest, absolutely covered in spit and drool. Varden’s cock, too, was soaking wet. Below, Sav looked like she had nearly drowned, but she was already fingering herself, keeping her juicy young cunt ready for her next instruction.
Lorel looked down at Varden with a grin. “Now, Man-Slave,” she bellowed. “You shall fuck my tight cunt, and when I allow it, you will empty your seed so deep within me that not a drop shall escape.”
Varden shook his head, eager.
As Lorel positioned herself on the bed, Varden felt…conflicted. Lorel’s display of sexual ferocity had initially frightened him. But now…Gods, had her oral attack been that good? Sure, her magic had kept his cock from going limp immediately, and from spilling his seed into Sav prematurely, but now he wasn’t sure if that was the only thing keeping him up.
Lorel assumed the same position she had earlier, with her muscular legs spread wide, presenting a glistening cunt and soaked inner thighs, while one arm caressed her gorgeous tits, pushing them together. Varden scooted forward on his knees, grabbing his throbbing cock in his hand, and—much to his surprise—gently guided it into her gaping hole.
He was immediately met with a pussy as tight as Sav’s. It seemed whenever Lorel climaxed, her cunt became ridiculously tight. Slowly but surely, he worked his cock in and out, gaining speed. He did not go down to the hilt, but worked to about halfway each thrust.
Lorel scoffed. “Oh, c’mon Man-Slave!” Her powerful arms left her breasts and pulled Varden forward. He put his arms out to stop himself from falling into her. Then, she dug her fingers into his buttocks. “FUCK ME!”
She yanked, and Varden was forced as deep as he could manage into her tight pussy. He felt the rim of her cervix as she pushed him all the way down, then released, allowing him to pull back out. She repeated the motion, over and over, forcing him as deep inside as physically possible.
Varden nearly blacked out from the pleasure. Her cunt was so enticing, so wet and hot and sticky. Gods, the smell this woman emanated was overwhelming. She smelled of musk and hot sex and spit and cum, both his and hers and Sav’s. The pheromones intoxicated him, until it was all he could do to keep himself from falling…
He collapsed onto her bountiful chest, face planting into those incredible tits. They were so soft, so round. He could just see through the green-tinted skin, dark veins running just beneath. Gods, what a sight.
Lorel kept using him, her immense strength forcing his cock deep with each stroke, then pulling him almost entirely out. She laughed when he collapsed, the motion jiggling her huge tits. So confident; Varden knew that she was satisfied with her conquering of him.
Varden could have dozed off in his heady state, until he felt Lorel begin to spread his own buttocks apart. Confused, he lifted his head—
Just in time to feel Sav’s tongue puncture his own asshole.
It sent a jolt through him. He tried to pull away, but Lorel was far too strong. He squirmed, but he soon gave up. He realized…it felt good. Very good. Sav was flicking her tongue in and out of his spread asshole, and he was enjoying it.
“Now, Man-Slave,” Lorel asserted. “Sav is going to stick her fingers in your ass, and when she’s found your weakness, I’m going to release the spell. Don’t worry, you’ll love it.” The grin she bore was so sultry and evil, it almost concerned him.
But all he could do was nod. Sav began, working her fingers deep inside of him. He gasped; Lorel was right. It was amazing. Whatever Sav had found within him, it was sending off insane signals to his brain.
For a moment, Sav simply worked away, until she announced “Found it, Mistress Warchief.”
“Excellent,” Lorel replied. She raised her hand.
And snapped her fingers.
If Varden had thought this morning’s orgasm was the largest he’d ever had, he was dead wrong.
A veritable deluge of cum exploded out of him, just as Lorel pushed him as deep into her pussy as he could possibly go. He felt pressure build within the airtight walls of her cunt, and she tried to pull away, but Lorel simply would not relent. Sav mercifully pulled her fingers out of his ass, but there was no stopping what had been unleashed.
After what felt an eternity, his cock finally stopped its wild pulsing, and he collapsed onto Lorel’s chest once again. He felt his cock begining to go limp, making some room for the bucket of seed he’d just emptied inside of the Warchief.
Within a moment, he fell into a deep sleep, head still nestled between his master’s perfect breasts.
Lorel gently eased the slave off of her. His cock spilled out of her soaking cunt, still partially hard and dribbling cum. Sav immediately hopped over to wear he lay. Her tiny hands made his cock look enormous when wrapped around it. She couldn’t even close her grip around the thing, it was so thick.
Sav shoved his thick head into her mouth and began stroking the length of his soft cock. Lorel knew what she was doing; she was trying to work any remaining seed from his shaft into her mouth, desperately hoping for a taste of what had just filled Lorel’s quivering hole.
After a moment’s massaging, Sav pulled the cock from her mouth and gulped the load of hot, sticky seed down. A small line of cum leaked from the corner of her mouth, which she eagerly pushed back into it with her lithe fingers.
“Oh, Mistress Warchief,” she moaned, “I do hope you keep this one. His cum is so sweet. And his cock… He must be half-god to have such a perfect cock!”
Lorel grinned. “Don’t worry, my dear, I’m certainly keeping him.”
She pulled Sav close and they both wormed their way under the covers. Twice more did Lorel make Sav eat her pussy, and twice did she return the favor, until they fell into restful sleep.
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Fucking My College Best Friend [M19/F18] [BigTits]
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I didn’t lose my virginity until my freshman year of college. I obviously felt very subconscious about the whole situation, understandably. All anyone talks about in high school and college is who is fucking who, and I hadn’t fucked anyone, so I was anxious about it.
It wasn’t for lack of chances. I’m a tall, athletic guy, not overly ripped or anything but toned and relatively well-hung (not that it was public knowledge). But overall, there wasn’t a reason why I was still a virgin, other than just not taking advantage of opportunities I had when I was younger.
Shortly after I arrived at school, I became good friends with a buddy of mine who had attended high school at a rival school close by but was a couple years older than me. I had played against him in sports and knew who he was, but once we got to college we realized we got along pretty well and ended up renting a house along with a couple other buddies to get out of the dorms. A few months later, I finally started hanging out with his sister who was my age.
Her name was Kate and we hit it off pretty early on. She was laid back, liked similar music, enjoyed partying with us and so on. She also had a killer body. She was a little shorter, standing about 5’3”, weighed around 140 but I think it was all in her ass, thighs, and tits. She was thick in all the right places, with dark hair that came down to the middle of her back. Shortly after we met, I knew I wanted to fuck her.
We all continued to get closer and become good friends by the time winter of my freshman year came around. One night at our house, the events leading to me finally losing my virginity started in motion.
We were all drinking and it was probably around 1:30 in the morning. Some of us at the party had already went to bed or passed out on the couches and it was just me, Kate, and another friend hanging out talking and listening to music. I was pretty drunk but still semi-coherent. Our friend mentioned that she was going to head home, so that just left me and Kate sitting on the couch.
“So what’s the next song I should put on?” I said, trying to continue the night a bit longer.
“I’m actually getting a little bit tired, do you care if I use the bathroom before I head home?” Kate asked.
Sadly, thinking she didn’t want to hang out with just me, I told her that was fine and she headed into my room (my room had a bathroom attached which was awesome).
After a minute I could hear Kate struggling with something.
“Hey Jack, can you help me with the door? I think it’s stuck,” she said.
It did stick from time to time so I didn’t think anything of it. I walked into my room to help her out.
When I opened the door, I was surprised to see Kate wasn’t even messing with the door at all. She was laying on my bed in her underwear, her jeans on the floor, still clothed in her shirt. She had on a low v-neck white t-shirt that really accentuated her DD breasts that were still semi-perky for being so big. Her white underwear matched her shirt, lacy and nearly a G-string. I immediately felt cock start to harden in my pants.
Kate saw my confused look, and paired with knowing I was semi-intoxicated, she decided to clear things up herself.
“Listen, Jack. I’ve been attracted to you since we met, and I want you to fuck me.” She said.
She had always been straightforward but this was another level, turning me on nonetheless. I couldn’t think of anything cool to say, and I instantly became anxious about the whole situation, being that I was still a virgin. I just walked towards the bed and embraced Kate in a deep kiss, her laying on her back and me on top.
We were kissing for a couple minutes when I felt Kate’s hand beginning to run down my chest, heading for my pants. She ran her hand over my crotch and could feel my dick, hard and begging to be set free. I could feel her smile at my size as well as my hardness for her.
“Lay down…” she said in a seductive tone.
I obliged and rolled off of her onto my back. She crawled on top of me and started to work on undoing my belt and jeans. I felt her unbutton the top button and start to unzip my jeans, slowly pulling them off. My cock was still contained in my underwear but less so, sticking up and straining against the fabric.
Kate looked at me and smiled. “Looks like you’ve got something big for me,” she teased.
She slowly slid down my underwear and my cock shot free from my underwear, slapping back down onto my lower stomach. She removed my underwear the rest of the way and crawled back up, her head resting above my cock. I felt her hands, slightly cool, wrap around my cock. I wasn’t fully hard but was hoping I would continue to grow for her as she began to suck me. She bobbed her head down and wrapped her lips around the tip of my dick, slowly massaging it with her tongue. She bobbed her head slowly up and down, taking in the top half of my manhood. I could feel a little bit of saliva dripping down the shaft of my cock as she sucked me, the slightest of scratches from her teeth as she tried to accommodate my girth.
Suddenly, something didn’t feel right. I looked down to see and feel that my dick was beginning to soften.
*fuck! No! Not now!!* I thought to myself.
I must’ve been drunker than I thought, as my body was not reacting how it should have been. Kate noticed the same thing after a minute and removed myself from her mouth, still holding onto my slowly softening shaft. She looked at me.
“Is everything okay?” She asked.
I was embarrassed more than I have ever been.
“I guess I might be too drunk to perform,” I said, trying to joke but also being serious. “It’s not from anything you’re doing though, you’re fucking amazing and I’m super turned on. My body just isn’t reacting how it should I think,” I said.
Thankfully, Kate was a very understanding and laid back person like I said. She laid my cock down and crawled up the bed towards me, pulling the covers over us.
“Don’t worry about it, I want you to remember this anyway,” she said as she laid her head down on my chest.
Relieved, I fell asleep with her in my arms….
When I awoke the next morning, I was happy to see Kate was still there. I could feel I had my wits about me but was semi-hungover from the night before. Kate awoke shortly after me.
“Good morning big boy!” She said, jokingly teasing me.
“Yeah, not when it doesn’t work though!” I said, continuing the joke.
We laughed together for a few minutes, cuddling in bed.
“So listen, my roommate is gone this weekend. How about you come over tonight and we can do this the right way?” Kate asked.
I was eager to say the least.
“Yes, absolutely, what time?” I asked.
We planned out a time to come over and Kate got up, got dressed, and headed out the door. I spent the rest of the day getting over my hangover, hitting the gym, and finally getting a shower after I ate dinner. I made sure to jerk off in the shower in hopes it would help me last longer tonight. I got dressed and texted Kate that I was on my way over. She replied with a simple winking face emoji.
When I got to her dorm, I knocked and she yelled for me to come in, the door was unlocked. I opened the door to see Kate was sitting in her bed on her side of the simple studio dorm apartment, legs crossed waiting for me. She had on a sheer floral robe, exposing her breasts which were still covered by a lacy red bra, panties to match. She looked amazing, her hair pulled back in a single ponytail.
“Jesus Christ…” I said under my breath, not expecting quite that. Kate heard me and blushed, knowing that she looked sexy as hell. I was just wearing gray sweatpants and a long sleeve shirt, my cock was instantly growing, beginning to bulge in my pants. I walked over and crawled into bed with Kate, where we talked for a couple minutes before we couldn’t resist any more.
I leaned forward and kissed Kate, driving her backwards onto the bed. She instinctively reached up and grabbed my face, pulling me closer. I could feel her tongue flicking at my lips, so I obliged and opened my mouth, allowing our tongues to dance together. I reached down and grabbed one of her tits and gave it a squeeze, feeling the firmness of her large breast. She moaned slightly under her breath.
I felt Kate pulling at my shirt so I sat up and removed it myself. By the time I got it off my head, I could see that Kate had already taken off her robe and was undoing her bra. I saw it suddenly loosen as she removed it the rest of the way. As she took it off, I could see her breasts fall slightly just from the size of them, but they still hung beautifully in an almond shape, definitely double D in size. I looked back up to see her staring at me, smiling.
“Like what you see?” She asked.
I quickly took off my pants and was facing Kate completely naked, my cock pointing towards her, throbbing hard, unsure of what to do next. I figured that was a good way to answer her. She smiled as she leaned forward, grabbing a hold of my manhood.
“Mmm, definitely hard tonight,” she nearly whispered. She stuck out her tongue and flicked the tip of my dick before opening her lips and engulfing the first half of me, her tongue caressing me from inside her mouth. She bobbed her head forward and backward, slowly taking in more and more of me. I could feel myself throbbing and the early pangs of an oncoming orgasm beginning to form.
She continued to suck me, taking as much as she could. Finally I looked down to see she had made it all of the way to the base of my cock, her lips touching my balls. She stayed there for a moment, enjoying the deepthroat before she removed her mouth from me, leaving my cock dripping saliva and precum.
“Sit down on the edge of the bed,” she said.
I was somewhat confused by obliged anyway. I sat down and waited for further command. Kate knelt down in front of me, her tits pushed together by her hands, her head pointed downward. I saw her spit on her tits and rub it into her cleavage. She suddenly looked up and leaned forward, spreading her tits to engulf my cock.
“Oh fuck…..” I involuntarily moaned. She was going to titfuck me.
She slowly began to move her tits up and down, caressing my cock. I could feel her sliding back and forth, begging my cock to get harder and harder than it already was. Her nipples were protruding out from the ecstasy of the situation as she titfucked me. Every so often she would spit more into her cleavage to ensure it was fully lubricated for me. She looked up at me and smiled, maintaining eye contact for a bit as she fucked me, knowing it was really turning me on. She bit her lip as she did so.
“Mmm your cock feels so good between my tits…” she lightly said.
I couldn’t take anymore, and felt that I also had to take a little bit of control of the situation. Not to mention that if she kept going I would absolutely cum. I leaned back and removed my dick from her chest, surprising her. She looked at my with subtle disapproval before I grabbed her and picked her up, laying her on her back on the bed.
“Your turn,” I said in a seductive tone.
I leaned forward on top of her and took her nipple into my mouth, flicking it back and forth as I caressed her other one with my hand, switching back and forth to give each one equal attention. I could feel them hardening and Kate moaning softly as I did so. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer, my manhood resting against her physically wet panties. I decided to slowly make my way down her stomach, licking her the whole way until I got to her panties. I removed them quickly and gently spread her legs. She had a slight racing stripe shaved into her pubes, her pussy pink, swollen, and dripping wet. I leaned forward and flicked me tongue on her clit, jolting her whole body. I spread it apart again with my fingers, sucking in her entire clit into my mouth as I licked it, causing Kate to twitch from pleasure. Her moans increased as I caressed her, slowly placing one finger inside of her tight hole, gesturing the “come here” motion inside of her, attempting to hit her G-spot.
It must have worked because after a minute or so, her entire lower body was shaking. I was sending her into an oncoming orgasm. I decided I would again try and surprise her. I quickly stood up, Kate still slightly shaking from my cunnilingus. She opened her eyes to look at me, semi-confused but still experiencing the pleasure. It was time for me to officially lose my virginity.
I stepped forward slightly, grabbed ahold of Kate’s thighs, and thrusted my entire cock into her. I could feel her vagina tighten around me, her loud moan and almost yelp from surprise pushing me forward. I sat there for a moment to let her adjust, her eyes closed tightly and mouth open, still moaning from the pleasure. She opened her eyes as if to question why I stopped, and I continued to thrust into her.
As I started to fuck her, Kate raised her hands above her head, freeing her tits from any constraints. I became entranced on her chest, watching her tits bounce with each thrust I made into her. I could feel her pussy working my cock, tightening and loosening every so often, milking my cock for its cum. I grabbed her thighs again and thrusted harder and faster, bouncing her tits even more. I became uncontrollable, fucking with an intensity I didn’t know I had, faster and harder, my balls slapping into her ass, my cock throbbing to release its load. Kate grabbed her tits and squeezed hard.
“Oh fuck I’m gonna cum! Don’t stop!!!” She said loudly, her neighbors definitely hearing her. This sent me into overdrive, I kept thrusting into her quicker and quicker, feeling my own orgasm coming. I suddenly felt a tight squeeze around my cock, knowing that Kate was experiencing her climax. She looked at me, begging me to cum with her. I happily obliged.
“Cum in me!” She moaned.
With another couple thrusts I felt my climax take over. I thrusted deep and let my cock unload its ropes of cum deep into her. I was pulsating inside of her as her pussy was squeezing as well, milking me for all I had. I eventually felt the feelings start to subside, my cock slowly beginning to soften inside of her.
Kate and I were both breathing heavily as I laid my head on her chest, panting. Her legs were wrapped around me, not letting me free just yet. Kate eventually loosened up her legs, her thighs still somewhat shaking as she laid them open. I removed my shrinking dick from her and as it dropped out, so did a a few drops of my cum. I laid down next to Kate on the bed.
“We should do that more often…” she said, exasperatedly.
*I couldn’t agree more!*
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I [F21] let a shy guy give his first facial to a girl for St. Patrick’s Day
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So 5 days ago was St. Patrick’s Day in case you were living under a rock. For some reason I always get inexplicably horny every year on paddy’s day. Maybe it’s the care-freeness feel to the whole day or how much I have to drink but every year without fail I end the night needing cock.
To absolutely no one’s surprise I was no different last night, and I brought a guy that is friends with my cousin back home with me lmao.
He was kinda shy but like a hot shy. Like you have to get to know him to see the real side of him… or fuck him lol. It’s like a challenge. Usually the shy ones are the freakiest which makes it fun.
My friend dropped us off at my place and we had sex. A fun fact about me is I really don’t mind being a freak. We were making out in my kitchen, my family were at my relatives so it was just us and it kind of just escalated into us having sex on the kitchen table which was extremely hot.
A while later I was on my knees doing my thing and we were just casually talking while I sucked his dick on and off. Kinks came up as a topic and I mentioned my love for facials that everyone thinks is weird. He said he never finished on a girls face before and I said well mine better be worth it then, kissing his dick and looking up with a smile.
I eventually got my reward and pretty sure I made his night. Said that was the hardest he has ever cum and I said you’re welcome.
P.s. From my experience, shy guys really know how to fuck ;)
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I didn’t expect our cuckold experience to be this good.
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After years of talking about it, it finally happened. My wife and I went to London with a to do list of sights and experiences.
The main one was the male escort we’d booked. I had paid £350 for another man to fuck my wife. I paid extra for no condom so I could fuck my wifes gaping creampie after.
My wife’s first big black dick was amazing. She came so hard and I watched her get manhandled and roughed up by an insanely attractive guy. I repeatedly stroked his dick and slid it into my wife and tried so hard not to cum.
I got a close up view of his pulsating balls as his gigantic load filled my wife’s incredibly welcoming cunt.
I came after a few seconds when I tried to slide my dick into her gaping, cum flooded box.
For two hours my wife become a black dick addict. She was absolutely ravaged and even two weeks later she takes pleasure in watching me masturbate as she tells me that her cunt won’t allow my little 7 inch dick. I literally don’t know if I’ll ever get to fuck her again and that drives me wild.
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FWB [18f] is horny and calls me over [18m] [FM] Part 2
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Hope you liked part 1, here comes part 2.
I slowly lick Molly's clit, while sliding a finger inside her and rubbing the tip of it against her G-Spot. I slowly pick up the pace with my tongue, while sliding another finger inside her. I start going faster and faster. I feel Mollys body start to tense up and her pussy starting to grip around my fingers. I feel Mollys hands on the back of my head, pushing me in as her body starts trembling and starts moaning loudly as she orgasms. I continue going as fast as I can, while she cums.
"I want you inside me!" - she manages to blurt out between moans.
I pull back and watch her come down from the orgasm. Her body trembling, her stomach muscles spasming and letting go.
"What are you waiting for? I want you inside me!" - Molly asks a bit frustrated.
"I just like looking at you, while you orgasm." - I reply.
"Come here" - Molly replies and pulls me towards her and kisses me passionately.
As we make out, I let her down on her back and reach down to align my dick with her pussy. I rub the head of my dick along her slit and slowly slide inside her. As I slide in, I feel her moan in my mouth. She wraps her legs around my body, crosses them behind me and uses them to push me in.
I start slowly thrusting inside her. I almost pull out and forcefully thrust back in. Molly lets out a moan. I do this again, she moans once again. I do this faster and faster. This just goes into fucking her fast and hard. Every time I thrust inside she lets out a moan in my mouth.
I feel myself getting close to cumming, so I pull out, while we are still kissing. I feel her trying to push me back inside with her legs. I pull away from her and order her:
" Get on all fours!"
She gets on all fours, I stand behind her and give her ass a slap. She moans out loudly. I line up my dick with her pussy and slowly start rubbing my head against her clit. I slide my head in and then pull back. Rub her clit again with my dick and slide in once again, a bit deeper this time. As begin to do this once again Molly says impatiently:
"Fuck me already! I want your cum inside me!"
I grab a fistful of her long blonde hair and wrap it around my fist, pull her head back towards me, so she's only on her knees and slap her ass as hard as I can:
"A little impatient, aren't we?" - I ask
"I just want your dick and cum inside me" - Molly replies.
I slide my dick inside her, while wrapping my arms around her, and start fucking her fast and hard. I slide one hand down to rub her clit. She turns her head around and we start making out, while I fuck her. She lets out soft moans in my mouth. I feel her pussys grip on my dick start to tighten. I go as fast as I can, while still rubbing her clit. I feel her body start to tremble as another orgasm takes over her body. She moans out in my mouth, while we make out.
"Fill me up!" - Molly breaks away from making out with me and screams out between moans.
I was already close to cumming, but hearing her beg for me to fill her up, just put me over the edge. I started shooting ropes of cum inside her, while thrusting inside her. I continue thrusting inside her, as she quivers and moans loudly.
As her orgqsm passes off, Molly just drops down to the bed exhausted, turns around , looks at me and says
"I really needed that."
"Yeah, me too" - I agree as lay down on the bed next to her
We lay next to each other and lean in and kiss slow and passionately. We make out for a couple of minutes, after which Molly gets up to go take a shower. She stops at the door, looks at me and asks:
"Are you coming?"
"I already came, but I'll join yoy in the shower." - I say with a grin.
We go to the bathroom. Her bathroom is quite small, it has a toilet, a sink and a shower cubicle, which is barely big enough to fit both of us inside. We start showering and basically each of us is just trying to clean ourselves. When we went in the shower my dick was soft, but as we shower it starts going hard again. Molly turns around and sees my dick at full mast. She grabs my dick and starts stroking me:
"Oh, someone is already ready for action."
Part 3 will be out in the next couple of days.
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[Cm/Cf] my cousin is such a tease
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My cousin has always felt like my aunt more than a cousin since she’s way older than me and is more motherly towards me, I barely knew her besides her name because I would only hang out with her son when they would visit us from across the US, I moved in with them about a year or two ago and I got closer to her family and especially her it’s been great, but man is she a tease
She’s got a really attractive body, Ik people tend to exaggerate with these things, but her body is really sexy, she’s always wearing tight and revealing clothes because she says she’s proud of her natural body.
There was a time in Vegas when me and her brothers and sister got drunk and they started saying things like “omg you’re so sexy, your tits are so big, your ass is so fat, your figure this figure that, are you sure you havnt gotten any work done” just things like that and she was loving it even letting them grop her to see if she feels natural, I wasn’t involved cause I didn’t feel comfortable to do so, but my cousin noticed me and called me over to feel her up too, I was still a bit shy since I only been with her at the time for a month or two, she grabbed my hands and placed them on her cleavage, and omg they were so soft, I still remember the feeling, her brother and sisters all started hyping me up because they were trying to get me to be more outgoing, I let go after a few seconds to not offend her as much, afterwards we continued drinking and just had a fun night
I got to dance with her and get really close, she would make me put my hand on her hips and she taught me how to dance, I was tempted to grab her ass since it was so close, and especially in a tight dress
I moved in with her and her fiancé a few months later and I got to be really close with them and as she got more comfortable with me she would tell me things about her and her fiancé sex life, it was kinda hot tbh, there was a few times she would mention how she can’t dress as comfortable cause I’m there, like she says at night she’ll be in just a crop top or just a bra on or even just topless and her bootyshorts, but as I got closer it changed, sometimes I’d sleep on couch instead of guest room and I’d wake up to seeing her in little to no clothing, she’d bend down to talk to me giving me deep cleavage, and just seeing her massive ass in booty shorts and one time in panties, how can I not be aroused. We have a pool in the back and she barely gets in but when she does she looks stunning in a bikini, I’ve heard at pool parties her fiancé sons friends talk so dirty about her, it was hot, how they’d wanna grope her and use her, they’re all around 20 ofc.
There was a time when she took me to the mall and we parted ways to shop and she went into Victoria secret,half an hour passed and I get a call from her saying she accidentally sent me something meant for her fiancé, I told her I would just delete it, didn’t get it tilll after we got home, I had forget about it and thought it was another meme she was sending me. I open the black screen video and see my cousin in lingerie, she bounces her tits and slaps her ass, I replayed it over and over, it was a huge turn on.
Living here has really gotten me pent up
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MY BULLY OWNS MY FAMILY CH. 03
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Contains cuckolding, humiliation, femdom incest, queer sex, male cocksucking, and crossdressing. If these themes offend you, stop reading now!
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**Ch. 03 - "My Dad's a Slut?"**
As Christmas was rapidly approaching, Mom was full of holiday cheer. Unlike last year, it wasn't because she loved wrapping presents and making snickerdoodles and shit. It was because she was getting big black high school dick every day. As an illustration, a few days before Christmas, she had Marcus cum on her snickerdoodles and made me eat them after his morning blowjob from Mom.
At home, I had to dress girly all the time. Marcus's favorite outfit, and the one I usually wore, was a see-through pink nightie with a pair of pink lacy panties that have "bitch boy" embroidered on the back. I was also in my cock cage most days, making my already inadequate cock look that much more pathetic.
Marcus spent most days and nights in our home. He constantly fucked, abused, and humiliated me, Mom, and Fran and I had started to accept my position as his girly fuck toy. Against my best intentions, I entered into a trance whenever he asserted his authority over me or my family. To my even further humiliation, to ensure that he was perceived as the man of the house, he had taken over the marital bed with Mom, and Dad was relegated to the living room couch.
Nonetheless, Dad mostly watched our fucked up incestuous orgies from a distance. He was always turned on but had resisted joining in.
One day, after a normal (for me) day of school, this all changed. I opened our front door to walk in on Marcus's dad, Jerome, fucking Mom from behind over the living room couch. Dad was behind Jerome on his knees, wearing nothing but a black thong and black see through nightie. He had a ridiculous wig on and, because I was standing at an angle to them, could see that he had slutty, but flattering, makeup on. He was rimming Jerome's beautiful black ass.
I noticed that Dad did not have any body hair, it must have been shaved off. I also noticed that Dad's ass was not as muscular as I thought. It was a magnificent, big, round, and feminine ass, especially when he was bent over. He had the biggest and maybe most delicious ass out of our entire family.
Jerome was a very large man. He well exceeded 6 feet in height and must have weighed 240 pounds. He was a little bit overweight but also muscular in his arms, thighs, and pecs. He had a massive cock. I didn't even want to guess how long it was.
Mom saw me out of the corner of her eye.
"Hey, honey!" she exclaimed between deep breaths, "look! I girlified your daddy!"
"Whoa...ummm," I was speechless, "can we talk about this...like...can you guys take a break?"
Jerome took his cock out of Mom's pussy and put it in Dad's newly sissified butthole.
"No, bitch boy," he said calmly, without a care in the world.
Mom turned around and began frigging herself furiously.
"Your daddy insisted he wasn't a sissy like you. He said he just likes to watch his family get used. He was so resistant. He tried to act like such a man," Mom said, breathing more and more heavily and rubbing her clit even faster.
"Marcus was so upset. He needs to own our entire family and I agree with him. He needs to make your daddy his tranny bitch like you," she continued , "I asked your daddy why he was turned on by watching his slut wife, daughter, and son get fucked and abused. He said 'I don't know', as he was always an alpha male, had a big cock, and was strong. I replied, 'yeah, but you don't have Marcus's cock, do you? Come on, the only possible explanation is that you are really a sissy cuck. You're just a big girly boy, aren't you?'"
"Finally, I challenged him. If he could put on the pink lacy panties I was wearing without getting hard, I would let it rest. If not, he would accept his lower place in this family. Sure enough, his cock got rock hard as soon as I stripped him down and made him put my panties on."
It was becoming more clear that Mom was about to cum, and she squirts like crazy. This was not a great sign for Dad, because she was standing right over him.
Meanwhile, Jerome was pumping his cock faster and faster inside Dad.
"You tranny whore slut, my son owns your family, and I'm going to cum in your ass, bitch!"
With that, he sprayed his cum directly in Dad's (formerly virgin) butthole.
"Hey, bitch boy, get over here, bend over, and lick your fuckface tranny father's ass-cum."
"...yes, Sir," I said, now in an unshakeable erotic trance.
I obediently walked over to my father, got on my knees, and started licking up cum out of my father's ass, who was still on all fours.
"Hey! Take off your clothes, sissy boy!" Mom said.
"Yes, Mom," I replied.
I took off all of my clothes except for the white cotton panties I was forced to wear to school.
"Good boy," she responded assuringly, still frigging herself, and on the verge of climax.
Amazingly, Jerome had already gotten hard again and started to aim it at my ass.
"No!" I said, but it was too late. He was fucking my girly bubble butt like only a real man could.
It didn't take long for us all to be on the point of orgasm. With me eating cum out of Dad's ass, Mom standing over Dad frigging herself, and Jerome, my bully's father, fucking my girly ass, we all collapsed in orgasm at the same moment. Jerome cummed all over my ass and back, I cummed in my chastity device, Dad cummed jerking himself off, and Mom squirted all over Dad's face.
It was one of the most intensely pleasurable experiences of my entire life. I went to bed that night knowing my place in this family, and wanting to embrace it. After all, what more of a sign do I need that I'm a tranny cockslut than the fact that my dad is a complete bitch for black cock.
Dad, however, did not look quite as enthused. It would take more training, more humiliation, and more brainwashing by Mom, Fran, and Marcus to transform him into Marcus's submissive daddy bitch.
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After Dad was outed by Mom as a bitch, just like his son, we both became permanent sissies at home. Dad followed exactly the same, humiliating procedure that I did. Girly lingerie, cock cages, sexual degradation and abuse. The whole motherfucking thing.
Mom and Fran decided to do something very special for Marcus on Christmas Day. Of course, he had spent Christmas Eve fucking Mom while Dad listened from the living room in his nightie. But that wasn't his main present.
Marcus woke up on Christmas from the master bedroom and went into the living room. What he saw next must have given him the hard-on of his life!
Mom, Fran, Dad and I we're all lined up on all fours with our big butts in the air facing Marcus. We we're literally under the Christmas tree. We were all wearing slutty Ms. Santa costumes, with skirts that revealed our asses and slutty tops. We each had a big, feminine bow wrapped around our midsection. Dad and I had smaller red bows wrapped around our cocks, which were awkwardly sticking out of our Christmas skirts.
We we're Marcus's Christmas presents.
Dad, Fran, Mom, and I were lined up from biggest butt to smallest, from left to right. Dad was on the left, Fran next to him, me next to Fran, and Mom next to me. We had taken pictures of this display beforehand, it was kinky and hot as fuck. To think, my bully and owner of my family could take turns fucking my family's asses, from biggest to smallest or smallest to biggest. In place of ornaments on the tree, there were pictures of us in our slutty Ms. Santa outfits. Marcus could look at a picture of me spreading my legs for him with my embarrassing hard cock sticking out from my skirt, for instance.
Marcus just laughed and smirked, "Oh fuck, this is it. This fucked up family is giving themselves to me. You fucking dirty whores. Cuck daddy, sissy son, slut daughter, nympho mom. What a shameful combination!"
He started by fucking the smallest ass, Mom's.
"Oh yeah, fuck my ass you fucking magnificent black beast," she exclaimed, "show my sissy son and loser cuck husband how a real man fucks a slutty whore."
After about 7 minutes of abusing Mom's ass, he moved to me.
I responded with an equal amount of glee, "thank you, Sir, for showing me my place! I love being your little girly cuck boy. You own me, Sir. You own my big butt and my whole family."
Marcus was starting to pump faster and faster. Right when it started to feel like he might cum, he moved over to my sister, Fran, who had an even bigger butt than me.
Finally, he moved to Dad. You could tell Marcus loved Dad's big round ass the best.
He started to violently thrust and said, "I'm fucking your bitch white ass in front of your family! I own your whore daughter, right?"
Dad hesitated, but said, "yes, Sir, you own my whore daughter."
"I am a better man than you and your son, aren't I?"
"Yes, Sir."
"I own that sissy white ass, don't I?"
Yes, Sir!"
With that, he cummed over Dad's entire body.
Of course, I was ordered to lick Marcus's cum out of Dad's butthole. Mom and Fran were ordered to eat each other out, and at the same time Dad and I had to suck each other off. It took no time at all for us to have wonderfully intense orgasms. After Dad and I had eaten each other's cum, we all collapsed on the floor in a post-orgasmic heap.
What a fabulous Christmas it was.
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The annual family reunion was coming up. Mom said it won't be like any family reunion we've had before that.
"What, like we're going to be doing karaoke?" I asked.
"Haha," Mom chuckled, "you'll see."
She winked at me and sent me off to school.
**SOURCE: https://www.literotica.com/s/my-bully-owns-my-family-ch-03**
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(32M/F30) my ex girlfriend. (Fantasy) (seduction)
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fantasizing about her
This is my first time here… but would love to share a story….
I saw her and I couldn’t wait to get next to her and just smell her scent. To see her smile once more. As if I never left, her smile brought back, nostalgic memories of being young one more time. Now that we were older things would change but the chemistry stayed the same… she said hi and I smiled, I asked “how you been”? … she said “wanting you”… as I moved closer I didn’t want to loose any time on feeling her.. I softly caressed her cheeks with both hands… realizing she felt as soft as always! A wave of blood ran through my veins and my cock.. sending signals of desire for her …. As I stared into her eyes and softly leaning into kissing her soft lips that I missed so much I took a deep breath taking in every moment as I brought her close to my body and she wrapped her arms around me. Giving me the opportunity to take control of her, lifting her up from the floor and sitting her on the nearest table so she can wrap her legs around me once more. As I hear her sandals drop on the floor I feel her feet wrap around my waist. I lift her blouse from her body over her head. Admiring once more her small breast but perfect nipples. Leaning into kissing them and nibble on them,just how she loved it. I grasped them firmly so she knew I had control. I push her down on the table as I take her pants off her panties exposing her already wet pussy. I lean in as if it was the first time, I start to kiss the inside of her thighs licking down to her lips remembering how sweet she tasted. As I feel her take on a deep breath and let’s out a small moan I push my tongue inside her holding her from her waist just to bring her in closer as I devour her pussy. I Push her legs back exposing her more so I can bring her to climax… asking me not to stop as she holds my head down I keep going nibbling on her clit slobbering all over it. She says “ baby I’m cumming” feeling her legs stiff up around my shoulders…… hearing her breath fast and slow as I slowly work my way out of her pussy… want part two? Let me know
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Best sex ever
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I fucked my dads best friends daughter her senior year of hs. I'm 2 years older than her and she came down for a weekend to stay with me. I was in college and back at my parents house that weekend. They didnt really care for her and thought she was white trash. My parents were super strict with having girls over, and absolutely did not allow sleeping together or anything like that. So they said she had to stay in the spare room on the main floor and I had to sleep in my bed upstairs. We went to a concert friday night with some of my friends anD my buddy came back to my house. I went downstairs and waited for my mom to go to bed. Then I went to the spare room and told her I had to be back in the basement before my dad woke up...ended up getting woken up by my dad shaking me as my mom stood in the doorway of the spare room while I was spooning her.my dad ripped back the sheets and saw us both butt naked and kicked us out. I remember that night the second I got inside her she said your mom would be so fucking pissed at me to see what I'm gonna do to you.
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19F My driving instructor
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I (19F) was a late bloomer when it came to driving. My Mom was trying to teach me how to drive, as I had just gotten my learners permit at 18. Mom and I just couldn't get along, she made me nervous and she was always shouting instructions and it just didn't work out. It usually wound up with us bitching each other out.
My Dad suggested signing me up for Drivers Training during that summer. He thought it best that a non-family member would make me more comfortable. So on a Saturday morning to my surprise when the instructor picked me up, it was my former track and field coach who was working as a driver instructor during the summer.
Coach Dan, recognized me right away and was very complimentary on my looks. He was a big tall guy, maybe 40 years old and all the girls on the team thought he was a "hunk". After the first 2-3 lessons, I was really getting the hang of driving and was so much more relaxed with Coach Dan.
One time we stopped and took a break from driving, he had asked me about what I had been doing and I told him we had been to Florida on vacation. When I showed him some pics of me on the beach wearing a killer bikini, he seemed impressed with my figure and my perky boobs. At 18, I had developed into a fine young woman. He kept looking at the pictures and then staring at my perky boobs and hard nipples pressing against my tank top.
After a couple more driving sessions, we started to stop and take longer breaks in the park or on country roads on the edge of town. Once we were standing outside the car looking at pictures on my phone. He had his arm around my waist and was pressed up against my hip. I felt a warm rush come over me when I realized he was getting hard.
"I have to pee" I told him, I was so excited and he took me by the hand and led me into some trees nearby. He told me to get behind the bushes and as I squatted down to pee, he held my hand for balance and we both were laughing.
After I finished peeing, He stepped in front of me and pulled my head into his crotch and I felt his hard cock bulging in his shorts. He unzipped his pants and his big, hard cock jumped out standing straight up, inches in from of my face. At 18, I had already mastered BJs and could swallow. I worked my head back and forth, almost gagging a few times until he twitched and came in my mouth, right there in the woods.
He then lay me in the back seat of the car, with the door open and knelt down and licked my wet pussy and clit until I had an earth-shaking orgasm.
When Coach Dan dropped me off at home, he told my Mom that I was doing great and the next step was to get some experience driving at night. Mom said that would be great and that she was so happy that it was working out for me. Wow, it really was working out for me, but not the way she thought. We had a great time driving at night that summer!
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[F/d] I may have had sex with my daughter - update 12
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Hi everyone! I'm Vanessa again, so yesterday my daddy came home at around 6:30, he brought me flowers which made me cry a little. Oh I forgot to mention that early yesterday he messaged me and told me to buy a new bikini because we were going on a trip for the weekend, so I bought a few and modeled them for him when he got home. Then we had sex again and then he took me out to dinner. Today we woke up early and are on our way to the beach, we should be there in like an hour and a half. My daddy let me him a blowjob two times already and he just came, I'm writing this with his cum in my mouth. He'll also take monday off so we'll have an extra day. He'll write the next update later tonight, but I'll be answering comments anytime I can.
Btw we might change the title of the posts, but at least the next one will be the same
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[F/S] I sucked my dad's cock.
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[Previous post](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/ybojl7/fs_watching_porn_with_my_dad/)
Flashing forward a few days since the latest update. Me and my dad were home alone for at least another couple of hours. I told him I was little scientifically curious about sucking cock, and asked if he would lend me his to suck.
We both seem to have a high sex-drive, making the whole thing easier. He agreed anyway, jokingly said I was gonna have to open my mouth wide. I had only sweatpants on, my dad had shorts. We entered the living room and I took a pillow for my knees. Dad pulled his shorts down and put them on the couch, his impressive member released. He began stroking to build up a boner.
I got on my knees in front of him, grabbed the base of his huge cock and helped stroke him some until he was fully erect. My jaw opened and I introduced a cock to my mouth for the first time. I thought it tasted a tiny bit like certain caviar, yet otherwise pretty tasteless. It felt nice and warm in my mouth though. Most of his cock I couldn't really take due to inexperience and gag reflexes, but I tried taking as much of it as possible.
Not the best blowjob he's received, but he moaned a bit at least. The whole event made me really horny so I had to pull down my pants and released my hardened cock. I jerked it as I sucked on my dad's cock, and my excitement kept increasing.
My dad is mostly a dom when it comes to sex, so he told me to tick out my tongue and keep my mouth open. I've never had much interest in tasting cum, but since I was really horny and I had my favorite cock in front if me, I wanted it in my mouth. So he released a big load and I got my first taste of male cum.
This relationship with my dad has twisted me slightly.
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School’s Out Forever Part 1 [FM]
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The end of school trip was to a beach some 90 minutes from my home. I'd come to the end of senior school and 11 of our class had arranged to meet at a beach house to unwind and celebrate. The mix? Four boys and 7 girls. All of us had now completed school. There weren't going to be any parents chaperoning as we were now legally adults. We'd arranged to meet on the Friday afternoon at the beach house, after gathering provisions to last for 7 days.
My mate Pete picked me up at lunchtime and we set off for the coast in his car. We'd bought our contribution of the supplies over the previous few days. Groceries, alcohol and a few rented movies for the night time entertainment. With the stress of finals behind us, this was going to be a great break. We had completed 13 years of schooling and now the summer had arrived. We were all old enough to drive, vote and buy alcohol. It was now time to have an adult style holiday, late nights partying and restful days soaking up the warm summer rays.
We swung into the beach house driveway to find we weren't the first to arrive. Wendy's and Terri's cars were there already. It was a cracking hot day. Not a breath of wind, and the silence was pierced by the rasping cicadas in the gum trees nearby. Terri was the girl of my dreams and my heart. She was a Thai girl, her parents moving to Australia when she was only 3 years old. She was of small stature and slim but muscular build. Her small bust complimented by a washboard flat, hard stomach and hips with just a slight womanly flare to them. She had shoulder length straight black hair and her silky smooth skin had a light brown complexion. Whenever I saw her, my voice caught in my throat and my heart skipped a beat. Wendy was a tall red head with pale complexion. Her green eyes sparkled with a wicked sense of humor. She and Pete had a thing going on together and he was eager to search her out.
We walked into the front room and thought they must be out the back in the pool until Terri walked down the stairs from the left, apparently from the upstairs bathroom where she’d just showered, buttoning up a white silk sleeveless top, giving me brief a glimpse of a pale blue satin bra covering her small pointy breasts. She threw her towel over the back of the chair, as she approached me with a welcoming hug. Her shiny, damp, dark hair smelt of fresh peaches as she squeezed me just that little bit longer than I expected and then turned her face upwards, kissed me on the lips briefly and with a giggle said "Hi Dave! Great that you finally got here!" She turned to Pete, a couple of steps away and said "Hi Pete. How are you? Wendy's out the back by the pool. She'd love to know you're here." Funny, she didn't give Pete the welcome I got. I wonder what's going on there?
Pete left to walk out the back, leaving me with Terri in the lounge room. "Come and give me a hand in the bedroom for a minute Dave please?" she asked as she walked off up the stairs ahead of me. I can tell you I would get the award for the shyest guy in class, no, in the school. I had lots of friends but could never take a relationship to the next level, through plain fear. I followed Terri up the stairs, delighting in her tight little rear end covered in a tiny pair of cutoff denim shorts. As she rose up each tread ahead of me, her shorts would ride up to show a hint of brilliant white satin panties covering the delicate lower bump of her cheeks. I could make out the ultra fine hairs on the backs of her golden thighs. What I would give to be brave enough to reach up and gently run my fingertips across the crease between her thigh and her ass. Not to mention to lick up through that inviting gap between the junctions of her legs. We entered the bedroom and I asked "What would you like help with?"
"Sit down here on the bed with me for a minute would you Dave? I want to talk to you about something. Well, actually about us."
Hell, this is the sort of situation that scares me. What if I say or do something stupid. I worship this girl but have never had the nerve to let her know of my feelings. She patted the king sized bed next to her as she sat down, facing the window. "Come on, I won't bite you know. Unless you want me to that is?" she giggled. I sat near her and she immediately slid across the foot or so separating us, meaning our thighs were actually touching. My cock sprung to life and I thought "This is going to kill me".
"David, look at me. I need to tell you something before this break at the beach house passes and is wasted. I have feelings for you. I know you do for me too. I see it in your eyes. I know how shy you are and I want you to know that I want to be your girl." I opened my mouth but nothing came out.
She reached up with her right hand and held my chin, pulling my face down gently towards her parted lips. She gave me the sweetest kiss I had known. A soft moan escaped from deep in my throat as I felt the tip of her tongue enter my mouth and run over the inside of my teeth, gently probing, searching, before retreating, and then the kiss was over. My head spun, tears welled in my eyes and I turned to look out the window, at pains to find the right thing to say.
"Tell me how you feel?" she softly asked, taking my hand in both of hers. I turned back to face her to find her face lowered, her eyes looking downwards.
"Terri, I think of you constantly." I had decided to jump into the black depths of the unknown. If this came out wrong, then I could just leave and not face anyone for at least a week. "You are in my every dream. I never thought you could be interested in someone like me." I took a long, audibly shaky breath as she looked upwards, our eyes meeting in a deep trance. "I .... I ........ think ... I love you Terri. I could never find the way to tell you."
She rose and moved over to sit across my thighs, the heat of her legs pressing against my lap. Her slight arms reached around my neck. She turned her face to mine and repeated the kiss, this time tonguing me deeper. I tentatively let my tongue stroke inside her lips and felt her push her chest against mine in a sign of willing reception. Her hard nipples rubbed my chest as she pushed her body against mine. I stroked her back with my left palm as my right hand held the back of her fine neck. Eventually, it may have been minutes, I don't know, we parted and looked deeply into each other’s eyes. We both had tears running down our cheeks.
"Ok." She announced in a flippant manner, "Now that we've cleared that up, can you put my suitcase on top of the wardrobe out of the way and then we can begin a wicked week here together". I wondered what she meant by that and how I was going to disguise the tent in my pants as I lifted her case. Terri suggested "Don't hunch over, I know you're hard, I felt it when I was sitting on you. I love it. Don't be ashamed."
We left the bedroom and descended the stairs to go out into the yard. Stepping through the large sliding glass door, I was confronted with a fantastic entertainment area. To the left was a gas barbecue and table with seating for ten. Nearby was a hot tub almost big enough to swim in and to the right was a sparkling swimming pool surrounded by ferns, a waterfall and beautiful palms. Behind the pool was a small guest house with an external shower hanging from the outside wall.
Pete and Wendy were sitting in the shallow end, each holding a beer deep in conversation. I looked behind me and couldn't see Terri anywhere so I approached the two in the pool. Wendy gave me a knowing smile asking rhetorically "So what have you two been up to?"
"Hi Wendy. Thanks for letting us stay here in your parent’s shack. It's so cool. Hey, Pete, where's the beer mate?" I asked.
"In the fridge, next to the barbeque. What a great beach house eh? Can you put some music on while you're there? The stereo is next to the fridge."
I turned the volume up to find the local radio station pumping out some Doobie Brothers. Fantastic. Turning back with a beer from the fridge, I heard a splash from the spa and saw Terri in there beckoning to me. I walked over to the spa and placed the beer on the side, removed my shirt and thongs and climbed in across from her. Apparently she had been back inside to change into her bikini.
She looked hot, her eyes sparkling in the reflections from the water, her short hair shining in the sunlight. She had on a metallic black halter neck top with shoe string straps. I could only see the distorted view of her bottoms through the bubbling water and could only tell that they to were black. As soon as I was seated in the opposite corner with my legs stretched toward her, she rose slightly and slowly waded towards me, straddling my legs, until her crotch bumped into my stomach. She settled in my lap and bent her head to kiss me. I reached around her with both hands and stroked down her muscled back to cradle her bum in my hands. I discovered her bikini bottoms had ridden up her crack and left her hard cheeks exposed. I felt her giggle into my mouth at my exploration.
Our lips parted and she reached to the spa edge and drank some of my beer. I watched as a small water droplet ran slowly down her throat, gathering other droplets along the way, pausing at the depression at the base of her neck as she swallowed before quickly running down across the slight rise of her right breast and into the cloth resting just above the bump in her top where her hard nipple was poking. She placed the bottle neck into my mouth for me to swallow deeply. As Terri reached past me to place the bottle back on the edge, her breast wavered in front of my eyes no more than 5cm in front of me. I did something I never would have even considered before. I leant forward slightly and licked across the slight swell of her breast. Terri twisted to allow my tongue to slip down under the cloth and flick across her nub. She moaned and pulled my face against her. I looked up at her and she said smiling "See, I don't bite."
It was then we heard a commotion coming from inside the house so Terri slipped off my lap to sit next to me. The door slid open and the others walked out laughing at some joke that had just completed. John, Denise and Annette came outside and we all greeted each other, excited about the week we were to share. John told us "The others won't be coming as Allan's won 4 tickets to a concert and so they planned to go together. Wendy replied "Oh well, that'll help with the sleeping arrangements as we would have been a bit cramped with 11 here". Sleeping arrangements – dare I dream?
The three recent arrivals went back inside to unpack. Terri and I sat back in the spa together, her slim left leg draped over my right thigh and my right arm holding her close as she rested her head on my chest.
Wendy and Pete appeared at the edge of the spa with drinks for us both. They climbed in opposite us, Wendy exclaiming "Come on you two, there'll be plenty of time for that kind of thing later!" She continued "So Dave, you know Terri and I have been planning this gathering for months now. I can't tell you how excited Terri's been about you being here with her."
I looked across to Terri to see her upper chest and face flushed red in embarrassment. I hadn't realised that this girl of my dreams could be plotting how to get to be with me in a beach house for a week. I slid my right hand under her ass and lifted her onto my lap with an affectionate hug to finish the move. She ever so slightly wiggled backwards into my groin until my hardened cock nestled into the gap between her upper thighs, millimeters below her pussy.
With the spa bubbling away, it wasn't possible for anyone to see what was happening beneath the surface. Terri reached between her legs and pulled the leg of my swimmers aside, releasing my cock which immediately sprung up to brush against her mons, separated only by the thin lycra of her bikini. She checked across the spa to find Wendy and Pete in a deep session of French kissing and most likely some sub aquatic action as well, as indicated by Wendy's movements on top of Pete's lap.
Terri thrust her tongue into my mouth as she pressed my cock against her slit and started a gentle rise and fall to enable my cock head to rub on her clit. I tentatively reached across her flat stomach to hold her tightly to me, my hand a fraction below her right breast. She grasped my wrist and slid my hand upwards and towards her neck before sliding my hand back towards her breast with my fingers slipping inside the delicate bikini top. Her firm little breast felt like nothing I had experienced before, just a slight rise which fitted perfectly within my hand.
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The nipple puckered into a small cylindrical nub which I slid my palm across before returning to pinch it gently and roll it between my fingertips. Terri's response was to almost growl into my mouth as she began to tug more forcefully on my cock. We were both breathing very heavily by this stage but our actions were totally ignored by the others, busy with similar activities. I pushed my right hand down the back of her pants, grazing her anus as I slipped past in search of her virginal opening. She arched her back a little to confirm it was ok for me to continue and to give easier access. My middle fingertip found the flattened rear part of her nubile lips and dipped just inside. Terri turned my head and thrust her tongue into my ear. The sensations quickly defeated any teenage control I thought might have existed. My groin pressed upwards in a reflex action as I began to ejaculate. Terri's grip hardened on my cock. I sucked on her shoulder as jet after jet shot against her mons as she whispered into my ear "Yes my baby, let it go. Let it all go."
I slumped back against the molded seat and Terri let her body float off my lap, to lie along my right side, half on top of me. This meant my right hand bumped up against her mound. When this happened, Terri pressed her hips hard against me, jamming my hand between her pussy and my hip. She released the pressure, sure that I had understood her meaning when she felt my fingers running along the waistband of her pants. She brought her right knee across my stomach as my fingers slipped under the small triangle and down across her sparse pubic region.
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Being in the water, her fine hairs were almost imperceptible. Terri mewed into my ear as my fingers brushed up and down over her mound and then she gave a little grunt of impatience to let me know she needed me to reach lower. I curled my middle three fingers around to follow her curve and then pressed slightly harder. This resulted in my finger slipping into her crease and my adjacent fingers padding her lips. I began a slow dragging motion back and forth, being conscious to keep contact with her clit as much as possible. She started a rhythmic rocking of her hips, matching my actions in opposite directions. I could feel the slippery juices leaking from her. Each time she thrust forward, my middle finger slid across her opening and she elicited a breathy moan against my neck. Her right heel hooked around my hips and the next thrust resulted in my finger popping inside her for the first time. She froze and I stopped breathing. Perhaps ten seconds passed before she exhaled and she whispered hoarsely into my ear, "Goooooooooddddd, that is divine." I thought she had been shocked into stopping what we were doing.
I reached in further and curled my finger upwards and pressed firmly, stroking her G spot. Terri's movements against my palm sped up with her panting. Her arms tightened around my neck and she groaned into my shoulder as she climaxed. Her humping transformed into a languid, fluid flexing as I waited for the pulsations to cease, before I slid my finger out and dragged my fingertips through her little bush. We hugged each other in a tight full body embrace and kissed passionately. Spent but together satiated in a blissful trance.
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Let me know in the comments whether you'd like more?
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When I Was 30, I Was Seduced By A 50 Year Old Woman – Part 1 [M30/F50] [Seduction & Sex]
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It happened on a nice weekend day. I had hitch-hiked up a mountain that was near my house to get some fresh air and walk in the forest, one of my favorite places to get away from it all. I was alone at this place that has a beautiful view of the valley below. While I was meditating, I heard a woman's voice behind me say hello. She was an attractive, voluptuous, petite blonde. After chatting for a while, she asked me if I needed a ride back down the mountain, which I did. On the way down she invited me to her place for a glass of wine. Her place was cozy, a little dark, but very relaxing, as we reclined on her comfy couch. The wine was making her more and more uninhibited. She began lightly caressing my leg, which tented my pants a bit, and then she leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss, which led to our making-out for a while, after which she took my hand and led me to her bedroom. She proceeded to undress me and went down on her knees to pull my briefs down and, with the experience of a mature woman, began to very sensually worship my manhood, with no resistance from me. She told me to lay on the bed and began seductively removing her clothes, as I watched. She laid down next to me and we began kissing and caressing. She had an amazing body with full, firm, silky smooth breasts, which I gave much sensual attention to. This was a change for me because I had only been with women younger than myself. Her breathing became quite heavy and her moans of pleasure louder and louder. With her head next to mine, she whispered in my ear, “f\*\*k me.” She spread her legs, and as I barely entered her, she gave out a very loud carnal moan and came immediately. Little did I know that I was fulfilling her long repressed, strongest fantasy to have a much younger “boy-toy.” For about an hour, I enjoyed giving this most passionate, hungry, sex starved woman the pleasure that she had craved for so long. Almost every stroke provoked a moan or scream and an orgasm. With tender, sensual kisses and caresses, we rested for a while until she became so highly aroused again that she mounted and rode me, experiencing countless more intense orgasms until she was finally, totally exhausted. When she dropped me off at my place, She gave me a passionate kiss, and, as she sensually rubbed my bulge, she said, “Come to me on Wednesday at 2pm,” and, with a smile, she said, “Don't be late!” From then on, I would see my seductress twice a week. Let me know if you want Part 2 or if you have any comments, questions, or are a girl or woman in need, DM me, I would love to hear from you.
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Becca [Ch. 3 Pt. 3] My best friend arrives and takes my wife and her friend.
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I woke up Saturday to the smell of coffee and breakfast. Jess and Becca were at the counter sipping coffee and making omelets. They were wearing activewear and looked like they were ready to go to the gym.
"Good morning lover," Becca said as she kissed me.
"Good morning, beautiful" I replied as I hugged her.
"Hi Jess," I smiled as I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.
"Good morning, stud," Jess smiled.
"We're going to the gym. Did you want to go?" Becca asked.
"Sure," I replied. "I just have to make sure we're back by 11:30, when Ted gets here."
We went to the gym after breakfast. Becca and Jess went to their stations, and I hit the weights. I saw them getting looks from quite a few guys. Their activewear didn't leave much to the imagination, and Jess's ass looked spectacular. If she was wearing panties, they had to be paper thin. We worked out for an hour and a half and headed home.
We took showers when we got home, and got dressed in case Ted wanted to go out for lunch. Plus we didn't want to startle the guy by making our house look like a nudist resort. At 11:30, the doorbell rang and Becca went to greet him.
"Ted?" I heard Becca yell. "You look amazing!"
I rounded the corner and was as shocked as her. Ted probably lost sixty pounds, and I could see his muscle definition through his gray polo shirt. His arms were defined and vascular, and he looked tan. He was wearing a pair of jeans that fit him well, and his gut was gone.
"What the heck did you do with Ted?" I asked.
"Ted needed a tune-up," He smiled
"Well, come in," Becca said as she hugged him and kissed his cheek.
"I'll get your bag," I said as I grabbed his suitcase and rolled it in.
Jess came around the corner, and I saw the look of shock on her face when she saw Ted as well. She looked him up and down, and I could tell she liked what she saw.
"Hi Ted, it's been a long time," Jess said, smiling.
"Hi Jess, sorry to hear about your split up," Ted said sincerely. "I know how hard it is at first. It does get easier with time."
"Thank you, Ted," Jess said. "You look really good."
We walked Ted to the guest house in the back, and I put his suitcase inside.
"Did you want to go out for lunch?" I asked. "Or we can whip something up."
"No, please. I've had enough driving around." Ted replied. "I can order Doordash if you want. I don't want to impose."
"Ted, I insist," Becca replied. "I'll whip something up for us right now."
We sat down at the patio table to eat lunch, and we caught up with everyone's lives. Ted got a personal trainer as soon as he returned from Bora Bora, and he went on a three day fast followed by a strict keto diet. Between the diet, the rigorous exercise routine, and intermittent fasting, he sculpted his body into a work of art in just three months.
We talked for a couple hours, and there was quite a bit of flirting going on between all of us. Becca and Ted resumed where they left off. I could see that Jess was attracted to Ted as well, and they shared similar senses of humor. Jess openly flirted with me as well. The conversation seemed to increase the sexual tension among us.
"I'm getting hot," Becca said, fanning herself. "You guys want to get in the pool?"
"Absolutely," Ted replied. "I'll go get my boardshorts."
"Uh Ted, we don't wear those here," Becca smiled.
"Are you serious?" Ted asked, smiling. "Prove it."
Becca's face flushed as she remembered how much she liked when Ted told her what to do. She slowly reached for the bottom of her shirt and pulled it upwards, revealing her tight body in the process. She gazed into Ted's eyes while she was doing this, and she challenged him to break eye contact with her. She was not wearing a bra, and when the hem of her shirt pulled past her breasts, they were revealed to all of us. Ted maintained eye contact even though her perfect breasts were available to look at.
Becca unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down her thighs as she was seated in the chair in front of Ted. She kicked them off her feet and stood in only her thong. She looked Ted in the eyes as her thumbs went to her waistband and began pulling them down. Her panties dropped to the floor and she stepped out of them. Finally, she turned and bent at the waist to pick up her discarded clothes. Her ass was thrust at Ted's face, and she opened her legs slightly to present him with her familiar openings.
"Well shit, I guess you weren't lying," Ted laughed as he pulled his polo shirt off his now muscular body.
Jess stood and pulled off her top. Below it, she was wearing a black lace bra that lifted her breasts nicely. Ted and I stared as she unzipped her skirt, letting it fall down her toned legs. She was wearing matching lace thong panties that accented her curves. Ted and Jess gazed into each other's eyes. You could see a hunger in both of them as they saw each other in a whole new light.
"Wait, Jess," Becca said as Jess reached for her bra. "Let me help you."
Becca reached around Jess from behind as she cupped her breasts and fondled them in front of our eyes. She slowly reached for the front clasp and unhooked it while holding the bra over her breasts. She slowly let the bra fall from her as we stared on. Becca reached up again and fondled her now naked breasts and teased her pink nipples.
Becca slowly ran her right hand down Jess's torso while her left held her breast. She moved her fingertips under her thong over her pelvic area to the tip of her clit. Jess shuddered as Ted watched her being groped by her best friend. Becca brought her other hand down and hooked both thumbs in Jess's thong as she slowly peeled it off her. I could see moisture between her labia as she stepped out of her panties. Becca looked at me and Ted as she planted a wet kiss on the bottom of Jess's right butt cheek.
"You're beautiful, Jess," Ted said as he took all of her in for the very first time.
"Your turn, Ted," Becca smiled sexily.
Ted stripped off his jeans as Becca and Jess looked on. He slowly peeled his boxers down as more and more of his thick cock was revealed to their eyes. When the elastic band finally snapped past his cock head, it sprung up in its erect state. Somehow, his cock looked even bigger now that he had less body fat. His big dick swung side to side as he walked into the pool, and Becca and Jess stared at him in awe. We all jumped in the pool to cool off from the sexual tension.
We swam and lounged in the pool for most of the afternoon. I told Ted about our recent threesome activity with Jess. We talked about playing into Becca's submissive side to see how much fun we could have later.
I barbecued steaks, asparagus, and potatoes for dinner. We remained naked for the rest of the day. Our house officially became a nude resort. We became quite comfortable being nude around each other as the newness wore off. But still, Ted and I had a hard time not getting erections as the girls pranced in front of us displaying their treasures. After dinner, we showered and congregated in the living room for more drinks and to watch a movie. Becca was wearing a sheer babydoll, and Jess was wearing a red transparent lingerie set. Ted and I were wearing thin cotton shorts.
"I have an idea," Jess smiled. "Let's watch a porno. All this nudity has me wound up, and I haven't seen one in years."
"I have a good one we should watch," Becca said with an evil grin.
Becca grabbed my phone and flipped through some videos. She synced it up to the screen and hit play. Her image filled the screen along with my cock and Ted's, followed by Becca's voice.
"Mmm, I can taste my pussy on your cock, Ted," Becca smiled.
"Do you like the taste of pussy, Becca?" Ted asked.
"Yeah, I do actually," she replied.
Becca was displayed on the 85 inch screen sucking and stroking both of our dicks. Jess's eyes widened as realization hit her face.
"Oh my God, Becca," Jess said, completely shocked. "You fucked Ted?"
"A few times, yes," Becca replied.
"You didn't get jealous, Steve?" Jess asked.
"Did I look jealous?" I replied laughing.
"No, definitely not," Jess replied as she watched Becca and listened to me on screen getting her ready for the sex she was about to have.
"Come here, Becca," Ted said.
Becca walked to him, and as soon as she was within arms reach, he pulled her to him and kissed her deeply. They made out in front of us, and Ted reached under her teddy to caress her body. He pulled his shorts down and spun her around facing us. Becca straddled Ted's legs as she squatted above him. He held her hips as she slowly descended toward his raised cock. She was not wearing anything under her teddy, and we could see her moisture between her spread labia.
"Tell me what you want, Becca," Ted said.
"I want you to fuck the shit out me, Ted," Becca gasped.
Ted ripped her teddy as he pulled it up and off her, leaving her nude and splayed out in front of us. Her round tits moved with her body, and her puffy pink nipples hardened in front of our eyes. Her eyes locked on mine as she lowered herself onto Ted's hard cock once again.
"Is this what you wanted to see, Steve?" Becca moaned as she slowly impaled herself on his cockhead. "Your wife sliding down this big cock?"
"Fuck yes," I said.
Jess moved next to me and reached into my shorts, grabbing my cock. I lifted my hips and removed my shorts to give her room as we watched Becca sliding down Ted's cock. Inch after inch slid into Becca's pussy in front of our eyes. I unhooked Jess's bra, and she pulled it off her. She raised her hips and took off her thong.
"This is so fucking hot, Steve," Jess whispered in my ear.
Becca bottomed out with a loud moan, saying, "God, I forgot how big your cock was."
I pulled Jess to me, and we kissed as our hands explored each other's bodies. I pushed Jess onto her hands and knees in front of Becca and Ted. I dropped behind her and licked her pussy from behind. I licked and sucked on her clit as her body was overcome in the lustful scene. Becca sped up her pace as she slid up and down Ted's cock. Jess raised up and kissed Becca deeply, making a connection between all of us.
Jess licked and kissed Becca's body and sucked her nipple into her mouth. Becca moaned loudly as Ted lifted his hips, and their groins slapped together. Jess kissed further down Becca's body until she was directly in front of her stuffed pussy. She could see and smell Becca's arousal coating Ted's shaft. She wanted to taste her on both of them. As I licked and sucked Jess from behind, she leaned forward and licked Becca's clit.
"Oh Jess, ah that feels good," Becca moaned.
Jess sucked her clit into her mouth as I did the same to her. I could feel her body shaking, and she came quickly. I watched her asshole clench and release as she rode through her orgasm. When her convulsions stopped, I rose up on my knees and lined up with her entrance. I shoved my hard dick into her as she licked up and down Ted's thrusting shaft. She licked down to Ted's balls as Becca rose and fell above her face.
Jess came up for air as Becca increased her speed on Ted's cock. I pulled Jess back and kissed her as our tongues met. I could taste Becca's familiar fluids on her mouth. Becca flipped around facing Ted as they made out as well. Ted's cock pistoned into her as his balls slapped up against her. Becca's ass looked tantalizing as her pussy was spread by his big dick. Jess leaned down again and licked Ted's balls. She followed his shaft upward to where it connected with Becca. She kept licking until she reached Becca's pink puckered asshole. She rimmed around it for several seconds while Ted thrusted up into her. Jess flattened her tongue and began lapping at her backdoor, bringing pleasure to both of her holes.
Oh fuck, your tongue feels good, Jess!" Becca cried.
Becca rolled her hips on Ted as he slapped his hips up into her. Jess's tongue and Ted's cock became too much for Becca and her body trembled as her orgasm took over her body. She licked Ted's tongue as her body let go, squirting her fluids all over his balls. Jess shoved her tongue into her ass as her body convulsed in ecstasy.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Becca moaned into Ted's mouth.
Becca dismounted Ted and looked at Jess as I rammed into her from behind. She leaned down and kissed her saying, "It's your turn to try this big dick."
I pulled out of Jess and pulled Becca to me. We kissed and then turned to watch Jess take Ted's cock for the first time. She crawled onto Ted's lap and straddled his cock. She pressed her lips to his as they shared their first kiss. They lost themselves in their makeout session and continued to kiss for several minutes. Jess ground her hips up against Ted as they finally broke their kiss to take a breath.
Both were breathing hard into each other as Jess rose up and placed the crown of Ted's cock at her tight pink entrance. She slowly inserted him into her as she moaned into his mouth. Ted held her hips and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her body to his as she slowly sank down on his glistening cock.
"Oh my God, Ted. Your cock feels so fucking big in me," Jess moaned loudly.
I thrusted back into Becca as we both watched our best friends mating for the very first time. Jess worked her perfect thick ass around in circles as she rode Ted's cock, letting it hit parts of her that had never been touched. Ted lifted his hips into her as he enjoyed the sensations her body was bringing him. Her ass danced beautifully in front of us with each thrust.
Becca leaned forward as she kissed Jess's cheeks. She kissed toward her center and brought her tongue to Jess's puckered opening. She dove her tongue into her as Jess's body continued to rise and fall on Ted's cock. Her body shivered at the sensations running through her. Jess's movements became too fast for Becca to maintain contact with her. I pulled her back and kissed her again.
Ted pushed Jess down flat on the couch, and her head landed under us. She leaned up and brought her lips to Becca's hard clit. Becca fell down over Jess's body, and she brought her own lips to her clit as they both connected at their sensitive nubs. I continued to thrust into Becca, as Jess reached up with her hands and caressed my balls. She wrapped her fingers around my cock, and pulled it to her mouth, sucking Becca's juices off me before returning it to my wife's hungry pussy.
Becca was inspired by Jess's actions and did the same thing with Ted's hard cock before putting it back inside Jess. Both women writhed under us as they licked and pleased each other. Jess started moaning loudly into Becca's clit as she came on Ted's dick. The sight of Becca licking Jess's pussy while Ted plowed into her became too much for both of us, and we let go of our seeds inside the shuddering women. Jess pulled my cock out of Becca and swallowed the last few spurts of my orgasm. Ted continued to spasm inside Jess as she rode through her orgasm.
When they were done cumming, Becca pulled Ted's cock out of her and licked their combined seed off them. She looked down at Jess's sloppy pussy covered in Ted's cream. She dove her mouth into her mound and licked her fervently. I pulled back from Jess's mouth, and she latched back onto Becca with her tongue. Ted and I both stood back in awe as both women sucked our cum from each other's pussies.
They continued to lick and suck each other for several minutes. Jess brought her hand up and sawed her fingers in and out of Becca's pussy, bringing her to another orgasm. She sexily licked her cum covered fingers as Becca brought her to another orgasm with her tongue and fingers. Becca inserted her slimy finger into Jess's ass as she brought her off in front of us. They eventually sat up and kissed each other deeply.
"Thank you, Becca," Jess whispered. Becca kissed her again letting her know that she was welcome.
Jess smiled at Ted and took his hand, saying," I'm not done with you yet, big boy." She held his hand and they walked out to the guest house and shut the door.
"That couldn't have worked out any better," I smiled.
"They're in for a long night," Becca laughed.
Sunday morning, Becca and I woke up around 10:00. I washed up and turned the coffee pot on. I noticed Jess's room was empty, and she must have spent the night with Ted. Becca and I ate breakfast alone, enjoying each other's company.
"They must have been at it all night," Becca said, smiling.
"I think we might have started something," I said.
"Like I said, she deserves to have a man want her again," Becca replied.
We were cleaning up after breakfast when Jess and Ted emerged from Ted's room. Ted was wearing a pair of loose shorts, and Jess was nude. She walked into the kitchen smiling contentedly.
"I didn't have any clothes with me when I left with Ted last night," Jess said, laughing. "Talk about a walk of shame."
"No shame in your game," Becca laughed, giving her a high five. "You go girl! Let me make you breakfast. I'm sure you worked up an appetite."
"We sure did," Ted said, smiling.
"Hey, since Jess is already naked, why don't we all just stay that way for the rest of the weekend," Becca said as she slipped out of her nighty.
"No arguments from me," I said as I dropped my shorts.
Ted did the same, and we all talked as we made breakfast. Ted and Jess seemed to be hitting it off well. She laughed at his jokes, and couldn't seem to keep her hands off him. They were constantly rubbing each other affectionately and in some kind of contact. Ted and Jess ate breakfast as we talked about our plans for the day. Jess wanted to spend the day by the pool again rather than deal with hordes of tourists at some of the popular destinations around town. We all agreed. I put ribs on the smoker for later and mixed up a pitcher of margaritas.
Becca and Jess laid out in the sun for a while as Ted and I talked about old times. It felt great to have our closest friends around again. Becca and Jess got our attention when they decided to apply coconut oil on each other's bodies. They were rubbing and pinching each other's nipples as they oiled each other's tits. They locked together in a hot kiss as their tongues dueled in and out of their mouths.
"I never knew I'd like girls so much, but kissing her gets me wet," Becca smiled.
"Yeah, the feeling is mutual," Jess smiled as she kissed Becca again.
They continued their oily rubdown as we watched. Becca dropped to her knees in front of Jess and oiled her legs and ass. She ran her fingers through the crack in her ass and slid it through her labia as she moved to the front. Jess's ass was a shimmering sight to behold.
Becca stood when she was done and handed the bottle to Jess. She poured oil into the palm of her hands and reached out to cover both of Becca's round cheeks. She rubbed the oil in and worked her way into the crack in her ass. She slid her hand into the crack of and ran her fingers in and out several times, stimulating her in the process. Jess then ran her fingers forward and inserted them into her wet folds.
Jess pushed Becca back on the chair and rubbed the lotion on her feet, giving her a massage. She massaged her way up each leg and spread them in the process. When she got to her pussy, she inserted her fingers again and dove her face into her, licking her clit. Just as Becca was getting really worked up, Jess suddenly stopped licking her, stood up, and laid down in the chair next to her.
"You fucking teasing bitch!" Becca yelled, laughing. She was obviously aroused, and Jess left her hanging.
"I'll help you out, Becca," Ted said as he stood up with a rock hard cock.
"That is exactly what I need right now," Becca smiled. "Come here Ted."
Ted stepped over Becca and quickly mounted her from above. He slid into her easily since Jess had her ready with the help of her coconut oil coated fingers. They kissed as Ted fucked her in missionary position. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him into her as they began to fuck in front of us. Her freshly painted toes curled sexily as she enjoyed the feeling of Ted's big cock in her once again. Jess reached over and ran her fingers through Becca's hair as Ted fucked her.
"God, you look hot right now, Becca," Jess said.
This spurred Becca on. She pushed Ted off her and told him to lay down. He rolled over and she mounted his cock again. THis time, she controlled their movements. She brought her hips up until the tip of his cockhead was visible before dropping back down. Their bodies slapped together loudly as she savored the feeling of his big dick inside her. She rotated her ass in circles as I watched them. I could see Becca's anal opening as she arched her back to push his cock inside her. Her ass was delectable.
The way she was moving on him was quickening my pulse. I needed to have her. I stood and retrieved the coconut oil and poured it on my hands. While lubing up my cock with one hand, I pushed my middle finger of my other hand into her tight pink opening. Sarah looked over her shoulder and her body shuddered. I worked a second finger as her body relaxed. After several minutes, I added more coconut oil to her ass and my cock, and placed it against her rear opening.
I pushed forward slowly as she started to open up for me. I felt her sphincter give way, and my cockhead slipped inside. She moaned loudly as her body accepted my cock into her. I held still, and Ted did the same as she adjusted to our cocks both being inside of her at the same time. I slowly inched myself all the way inside Becca until I felt my balls press up against her.
"Oh fuck, I've never been so full," Becca groaned.
I slowly slid back a bit before pumping back in. Becca's body adjusted to our cocks, and her face turned from a look of pain to that of pleasure. I withdrew a bit more the next time, before pushing in. I repeated this until I was plunging all the way in and out of her.
Becca could not believe the feelings going through her body. Every nerve ending was being stimulated at the same time. Ted caressed her tits and pinched her nipples as he kissed her deeply. She kissed my best friend deeply as he penetrated her sex with his, while I filled her rear opening with my own still cock. She could not believe I was allowing her to do this, and that she was able to please two men this way. Her body and soul felt connected to both of us at once.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, yes, baby, fuck me with your cocks!" Becca yelled.
Ted and I alternated our thrusts into her as we started to both fuck Becca. Jess reached over and kissed Becca's lips as she took both of us at the same time. Jess pinched Becca's nipples and fondled her breasts as she was sandwiched between Ted and me. Becca's moaning increased, and I could tell she was about to cum.
"You look so beautiful like that Becca," Jess said, admiring her.
Ted an I pushed into Becca at the same time as we fucked our cocks into her harder and harder. Becca was being stimulated in ways her body never had before. She pushed back against us as she actively fucked us back. Her body was on fire, and she was using our cocks to find release of her primal desires. Jess crawled behind us and massaged our balls and cocks as we fucked Becca between us. I could feel Ted's huge cock sliding in and out of my wife through the tiny membrane between us as I plowed into her ass. Jess pushed my ass into Becca as we continued to fuck her. It felt like I was being stimulated everywhere.
"Oh yes, fill me with your big dicks!" Becca screamed.
Her orgasm overwhelmed her as her ass squeezed me, and her kegel muscles squeezed Ted. Streams of cum shot from her body as she came violently. Her orgasm pushed me over the edge, and I came deep into her ass. I could hear Ted reaching his climax as he grunted into Becca's mouth as their tongues dueled. Ted and I buried ourselves to the hilt inside my wife as we both came. All three of us writhed in bliss into each other as we released into my spasming wife.
I slowly withdrew from Becca's ass, and Jess immediately pulled my cock to her mouth, sucking my cum off me. Becca dismounted Ted, and Jess took his cock in her mouth, sucking him wantonly. His body quivered as she bobbed on his sensitive cock.
"I need this in me again, Ted," Jess breathed heavily.
Seeing Jess's ass bent over while she was sucking Ted's cock, I could not resist burying my face in her from behind. I lapped at her pussy like a man who was starving as she moaned loudly into Ted. I kneaded her ass as I licked her clit and sucked on her protruding labia.
After several minutes, Jess's efforts were reviving Ted, and his cock was hard again. She climbed up his body and mounted his hard cock, sliding her tight pussy all the way to the hilt.
"Oh fuck I needed this," Jess moaned.
She began sliding up and down on him as their tongues dueled. She slapped her perfect ass down on his balls with every thrust, making her cheeks ripple sexily. Watching her made my own cock stiffen again.
I looked over at my wife and saw that she was washing off under our outdoor shower while watching us. I called her, and she turned off the water and walked to me with a sexy sway in her hips.
I gently pushed Becca to her knees in front of me, and she knew what I wanted. She sucked my cock into her mouth with a moan. I was torn between looking into my wife's eyes as she sucked me and watching Jess's ass bounce on Ted's cock.
Becca was taking my cock to the root as she looked up at me lustily. I grabbed her head and pushed into her throat and started fucking her face. She reached down and stroked her clit as I used her this way. I'd never done this, but my arousal pushed me, and she seemed to respond to it.
Jess's round ass undulating in front of me as she rode Ted's cock. I pulled my cock out of Becca's mouth and picked her up, kissing her wet lips. I pushed her towards Jess's ass and down on her hands and knees. Becca's own ass wiggled back at me invitingly, and I sank my hard dick into her.
"Oh yes, baby. Fuck me hard!" Becca gasped.
Becca leaned forward and kissed Jess's round cheeks as she fucked up and down on Ted's big dick. She planted wet kisses on both cheeks as she reached up and stroked Ted's balls and cock with her fingers. Becca moved her kisses inward, and her tongue darted out, rimming Jess's ass.
"Oh fuck, Becca, your tongue feels good," Jess moaned as she looked back at her.
Becca licked her ass and sucked on her as Jess thrust her hips back. I sped up my pace, fucking my wife hard as she licked her best friend's asshole. Becca pulled Ted's cock out of Jess and pulled it to her lips, sucking her juices off him. She then leaned up to her gaping pussy and licked her opening. She sucked her clit into her mouth and licked it before running her tongue back to her asshole. She shoved Ted's cock back in Jess's pussy, and they resumed their mating.
I was pile driving into Becca at this point as I watched her salacious acts. I reached forward and spread Jess's cheeks as Becca continued to lick her rear opening.
"Becca, your tongue feels so fucking good buried up my ass," Jess moaned.
"You want to try something bigger?" I asked.
Jess turned and looked at me, thinking about it.
"I don't know," Jess hesitated. "It's been a long time since I've done anal."
"No time like now, Jess," Becca said. "Steve will be gentle."
"Alright, let's try it," Jess said. "It looked hot watching you do it."
I handed Becca the coconut oil and told her to get her ready for me. Becca rubbed it on Jess's round ass cheeks, making it shimmer in the sunlight. She then inserted one of her slender fingers into Jess's right tunnel, making her moan. Becca gently inserted a second finger as she prepared her best friend's asshole for her husband's cock. Never in a million years could I have imagined this scenario.
After a few minutes of stimulating Jess, Becca turned to me and said, "She's ready for you, babe."
I pulled out of my wife's pussy and walked around her to line myself up with Jess's ass. Becca applied a liberal amount of oil on my cock and stroked me a few times. Ted stopped moving inside Jess to allow me to push into her. I was drawn to her round ass since the first time I saw it, and now I was going to fuck her there for the first time. I squatted down behind her and placed the tip of my cockhead at her tiny pink entrance.
I slowly pushed forward and watched the tip of my cock slowly push the flesh surrounding her pink hole back into her. I didn't think she was going to accept me. I held still until her body suddenly began to open around the crown of my hard cock. I let her body accept mine as I slowly applied a bit of forward pressure until my cockhead slipped past her pink ring.
"Oh fuck that hurts," Jess grunted. "Don't move!"
I held myself still as her body began to adjust to the new intrusion. Jess took deep breaths to get herself through the initial shock of the penetration. After a while her body began pulling more of me into her. I let the natural momentum take my cock into her until I was pressed up against her torso.
"Oh God, oh God," Jess moaned. "I don't think I can take any more."
"You don't have to," Becca told her. "He's all the way in. You did it." Becca kissed Jess on the lips to comfort her.
Ted and I held still until she was ready for us to move. Becca and her continued to make out as her body experienced shockwaves she never knew existed. Becca stroked her hair and face, telling her how sexy she was sandwiched between the two of us. I could feel her body starting to relax. I pulled back just an inch before slowly inching forward.
"Oh fuck, go slow Steve," Jess moaned.
I slowly worked in and out of Jess as she kissed my wife and Ted. Her moans became more and more pronounced as her pleasure center started to respond. This was beginning to feel good. I slowly moved in and out of her as I looked down in disbelief. Seeing my cock sawing in and out of her soft round ass was surreal. I grabbed her cheeks and kneaded them appreciatively as I fucked her. I pulled her back to me and kissed her deeply as I was overcome with desire.
"Does my cock feel good inside you?" I asked.
"Yes, Steve. Fuck my ass, baby!" Jess replied as she kissed me again.
I began giving her full strokes as Ted started to do the same. I pulled Becca to me and kissed her while thanking her for allowing me this pleasure. Our naked bodies slapped into each other as we mated.
"Oooh, aaah, yes, yes, yes!" Jess moaned as she pushed her ass back at our thrusts.
I was getting close again as we fucked Jess between us. Her soft round ass was gripping me tightly as I rammed into her. Her body was shuddering with pleasure as she neared her orgasm. Becca pinched her nipples as Ted kissed her deeply.
"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever known, Jess," Ted admitted as he looked up at her. "I've always wanted you, even when we first met."
Ted's words sent her over the edge as she kissed him deeply. I could feel her orgasm tear through her body as she squeezed the cum out of my cock. I erupted inside her ass, and Ted did the same inside her tight pussy. Our bodies were in harmony as we convulsed together in such a carnal act of pleasure. I finished spasming deep inside of Jess. I pulled out slowly, and I fell on the chair next to them. Becca pounced on top of me, kissing me deeply as I recovered fromour sexual frenzy.
Becca and I looked over at Ted and Jess, who were still making out heavily. With their sexual tension satiated, they were now kissing in an act of magnetism. Jess's lips and tongue explored Ted's with hunger and appreciation.
"I've never felt this wanted and desired," Jessa said and she quivered on top of Ted.
"I've never felt what I'm feeling for you right now, Jess," Ted said as he pulled her lips to him again.
Becca and I rose from the chair, and I took a quick shower to cool and clean my body. Becca joined me under the water as we soaped each other and made out in the midday sun. We rinsed off and made lunch. I brought out the pitcher of margaritas and we toasted each other. We spent the rest of the day relaxing in and out of the pool.
Jess and Ted seemed to be getting along extremely well. Their personalities complimented each other perfectly. They kissed each other constantly like young lovers do, and they couldn't keep their hands off each other. We ate my smoked ribs for dinner and sat around drinking and talking.
"I'm just curious, Ted. Why didn't you ask me out years ago?" Jess asked him.
"I think I was afraid, to be honest with you," Ted replied. "You were the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. To top it off, you had the wit and the smarts to go along with your looks. I was a goofball player back in those days, and I thought I'd never have a chance in hell with someone so perfect."
"Wow, I never knew," Jess replied.
"Do you remember the wedding?" Ted asked.
Jess thought back to our wedding day when Ted fumbled his words as he tried to say he always had a crush on her. He was very drunk at that point, and he kissed her. Just as she was trying to kiss him back, he pulled away. He quickly apologized, turned, and walked away embarrassed.
"I remember, Ted," Jess said. "You told me you always had a crush on me and then kissed me."
"I knew I was drunk, and I felt like a fool," Ted told her. "I was so afraid of rejection from my biggest and only crush, I turned and ran away."
"I wish you wouldn't have run away, Ted," Jess said. "I wanted you too."
Ted and Jess looked at each other in a completely new light. They finally knew they had a mutual hunger for each other. Whatever mistakes they made in the past were behind them now, and they had no intention of holding anything back from each other again. Jess climbed on top of Ted and kissed him deeply as they wrapped their arms around each other in an act of intimacy. Ted stood up with Jess's legs wrapped around him. His erect cock was sticking out between her legs as he turned and carried her to our guesthouse.
"That was hot," I told Becca.
"I think we just witnessed our best friends fall in love," Becca replied.
We cleaned up our dishes and heard Jess crying out in passion as Ted and her connected on a whole new level. Becca and I smiled at each other as we realized this weekend couldn't have gone better. We cleaned up the kitchen and then prepared for bed. Becca and I were sitting on the couch when Ted and Jess finally joined us after their own shower.
"I haven't seen you this happy in a very long time, Jess," Becca told her, smiling with joy.
"I never realized how unhappy I was until now, Becca," Jess replied with a tear in her eye. "I have you to thank for bringing me here."
Jess hugged Becca, and their tits mashed together. Jess brought her lips to Becca's again and they made out in front of us. Their makeout session led us to another long night of wild sex between the four of us. I fucked Becca as Ted fucked Jess. The girls were all over each other in the process.
Jess spent the night with Ted and moved her bag to his room as well. She left to stay with him the following evening while he was at the convention for the week. She decided to get another flight back to Seattle at a later date. Ted called me a couple weeks later to tell me he was going to be up in Seattle to spend more time with Jess. They were off to a really good start.
Becca and I were as close as we ever had been. Our communication was better, and we had greater sex than we ever had. Our lives felt complete, and we felt lucky to have each other. Opening Becca's sexuality made us realize new possibilities we never knew existed. I loved to watch her, and she loved being watched. She often sent me text messages to remind me how lucky I was. I knew not to open them in the presence of others because I'd often get texts of her nude body in various positions. We couldn't have been happier.
Please upvote if you enjoyed this. I'm currently writing a fourth chapter of this series. This was written a year ago, and now some time has passed. We'll see what kind of adventures Becca will get into.
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[M/S] Wanting Advice on what I [47F] right now with my son [23M]
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I've been thinking about making this post for a few days now as I'm unsure about how to go about this I want to state clearly that I am a 47 year old Bangladeshi / South Asian / Desi Mother of three living in with husband \[50M\] and two of of my younger daughters, who are 21 and 20 respectively, in Australia. At the moment though I wanted to talk about the siutation which I am having ith my own son.
He and I have been in a sexual relationship for the past three and a half months. We've had sex on eleven seperate weekends or days. At this point I've come to expect that I'm going to be having sex with him at least once every week.
It all started about a year ago when my son graduated from university. He was looking for a job and founded a good one in our city close to our home. However he kept looking for a decent job in his field for a year and then landed a great one that was just on the other side of the city, i.e about 85 minutes away one way, which would give him a great platform of advancement. This was about six months ago and the whole family helped him move into his new flat since the commute would have been very difficult via car, let alone public transport. Overall things were working as expected.
But over the next few months I noticed that my son, whilst attempting to get to know the people in his area, had some difficulty breaking into the social circles. I understood that this took time but he was clearly frustrated. I did catch him occassional looking at me in an inappropriate way but nothing that would actually be problematic. He also didn't do anything problematic either.
However about three and a half months ago I had an argument with my husband and needed sometime to cool off. As a result I told him I was going to my son's place just to do so. It wasn't unusual for me or him to vist my son and stay a day or so. But this was the first time I told him I was spending the weekend with my son. Altogether my husband, while angry, agreeded.
Overall at first my son was very accepting. But I will admit that one thing led to another and the two of us ended up having sex that night. Things were very awkward between the two of us about this as the first time was a very spur of the moment. It wasn't meant to go this far. Nor do I want to elaborate the details for now. However it seemed that in my moment of emotional weakness I wanted an outlet and my son was willing to be that outlet.
After that happened I was unsure how to speak about this with my son and we just avoided the conversation. I left that weekend feeling unsure and awkward. However after a month I had a talk about this matter with him when I decided to visit him again, one on one. We talked about what happened that night and how he felt that I was avoiding him, which I was, and that it did feel hurtful. I asked him if he saw me as his mother or a woman first.
My son said that he saw me as both. But when I pressed him he admitted, that after our first time, he sees me as a woman first. I told him if that's the case then I will be but this will need to be a complete secret, it will end when he gets married or if one of us decides to end it.
I will admit that my husband and I have not had sex in five years so perhaps this is my frustration speaking. But I do enjoy the times I spend with my son. This is why I'm very much just visting him now every week. And why whenever I spend the night with him we end up flirting, touching and yes having sex.
I've come to basically enjoy this situation and how often it feels to be desired. But I don't really know what to do right now. I understand that my son feels attracted to me and vice versa. However I have noticed that there has been several problems, from what you can expect, when this is occuring.
The first is that I've noticed that my son has stopped seeing or feeling attracted to women his own age and shifted that attraction completely to me. On one hand I am thrilled by this, especially because the centre of desire is myself. However I am worried about the long term implications of what will happen if this is a permanent part of his life. Will he stop altogether?
The second thing that I have noticed is that the lines between parent and child and man and woman have completely blurred right now. My son is not afraid to grab my butt or breasts when I am cooking or doing some chores in his house. He's even managed, to my unexpected surprised, convinced me to do all my chores naked while he watches. And I sense he's becoming more "territoral" of me in the conversations with his father even though you have to watch it carefully to notice.
The third thing I've noticed as well is that my son and I have been talking about the future of our relationship and when I told him. We've occassionally not used protection a few times during my visits together. However 10% of the time when it is completely spontaneous or such my son and I don't even bother to wear a condom or such. While I do enjoy this I am worried about how dangerous this may become if it continues.
Altogether I feel a deep emotional connection with my son and I do want to keep being with him. But it's been about three and a half months and and I'm tiptoeing around these various issues. I would appreciate some advice on this matter.
I would appreciate everyone her egiving me som advice on my relationship and what I should change in the next few months.
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[B/S]Big sis and me - Are we sexting?
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Certain things are happening between us for a while now. Initially I thought I was probably reading too much into it, I'm not so sure anymore. Names been changed to protect our identities. I'm Tom, I'm 21, my sister Lisa is 29. She is seperated, going through divorce proceedings, she has a daughter. Because of the age gap she and I probably always had more loving and affectionate relationship than usual brother sister relationships.
We were close growing up. We probably got a little distant, after her marriage, she got busy with her life trying to be a devoted wife and mother, I got busy with college, sports, parties, babes, the usual. But last couple of years after her marriage started to fail (her moron soon to be ex-husband cheated on her at least a couple of times as per my understanding) we've grown closer. You know just talking, keeping her spirits up, as a brother is supposed to do in this kind of a situation. Among other things I encourage her to pamper herself sometimes to keep her spirits up, buy new clothes, go on dates if she likes someone.
Sometimes she would send me a photo wearing a new dress, not that unusual, is it? Then one day I suddenly get this text with a photo from her, just the upper body, in sexy pose, wearing only bra, lots of cleavage. I was shocked obviously to receive it but I was more shocked at my own reaction. I looked at her photo more than I should have probably, really admiring the beauty of her body. Couple of hours later I got another text saying, "Oops, sorry. that was not meant for you. This is so embarrassing, delete it, okay?"
I didn't reply for at least 3 hours. I don't know what I was thinking but I replied, "Why are you embarassed? You've got such a beautiful body". Another couple of hours went by, I started getting nervous. Finally she texted, "Aww my little perv 😊, thank you I guess 😉?". The smiley faces made all the difference, I could feel my heartbeat go up and felt a strange sensation, exciting sensation. About half an hour later I sent her another text, "You know, if you want you can send more photos like that if you want my opinion 😛". She responded within 5 minutes, "Omg! I'm your big sister, you're such a perv 😯😀". Again the smiley face in the end made me feel strangely exited. A few days later she sends me another photo in a different bra, accompanying message read, "How's this, pervy little brother 😉 ?". I looked at her photo for a long time and honestly got a little hard. I mean she is beautiful and has such a nice body. I replied, "Didn't know you had such nice tits 😊". She replied back "perv 😛!"
I won't bore you with all the message details, but this has been going on for last few weeks. Then at Thanksgiving both were at our parents, we were there only for a day. After Thanksgiving dinner we all were sitting on chairs, couch whatever. Aunt and Uncle were there as well. Lisa was serving ice cream to everyone. I was in a corner chair in such a position that if she stood in front of me no one could see me. When my turn came, she bent forward towards me in such a way that I got a great look at her tits inside her pink bra, she stood there few seconds to make sure I got a good look. She had this mischievous smile on her face and she kissed me on my cheek. My aunt said something like, "Aww, see, that's how siblings should be, Chrissy and Rob are always fighting", referring to her children.
Then Lisa turned around to go away from me. For a brief few seconds I checked out her ass. Shit! I hope no-one caught me, I thought. At night I sent her a text, "They look even better than photos in real life 😍". She replied immediately, "you are such a perv 🥰". She'll alway call me perv but always in the most adorable way.
I'm not really sure what I'm trying to accomplish here by posting this, not really sure what this means but I know I'm enjoying this and find this very exciting for whatever reason.
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[B/s] my sister and I have been having sex since the initial quarantine
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Warning: the confession you are about to read contains the following:
Discussions of a woman who has a penis
Said woman with a penis having sex with a man
If someone being trans is such a big deal on a subreddit about incest, please stop here.
I was 21 and my sister was 19 when this started.
So my sister and I started having sex in 2020 when the first initial lock down for the no-no virus began. We were both in college at the time and our mom is a nurse, so she was basically never home. Things were normal with us for the first few weeks, until I walked in on her masturbating. It was an honest mistake, I went to ask what she wanted for dinner, but I became infatuated with her. I'm not sure why, but it was hot watching her stole her dick to get off.
After that, she started joking that I was actually intimidated by her because she claimed to have the bigger penis. She would joke about it before asking outright if we could compare penises. It was strangely hot pulling my dick out to compare to hers. Mine was bigger but she claimed I was cheating. While we had our dicks out, she asked if she could touch mine and I said sure. Her touch made me so hard and she jerked me off until I came. After that, things just escalated. It went from her jerking me off, to her sucking my dick, to eventually she asked if I could stick it in her butt. I even found myself jerking her off as I fucked her.
She transfered to a different university after we were allowed to go back to school, but when we get together we'll still go off to fuck. It's strangely hot to feel her penis bounce on my stomach as she rides me. Her tiny tits are so perfect to watch. My sister loves when I fuck her and I really enjoy fucking my sister.
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I (F19) fucked best friend of my brother after years of teasing him
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Since that one time I had been thinking about it a ton and have been kinda craving more of him.
Well, I finally had my chance.
Kyle and my brother had been up all night playing video games or doing some other dumb stuff idk I could hear them all night, so of course Kyle slept over. I get up pretty early, so I was very surprised to hear the shower going when I opened my door this morning. I walked over and peeked in my brother’s room and my twin was sound asleep, he’d probably sleep all day considering how late I heard them up. Knowing there was no one else home, I decided to be a little risky and see where I could take things today. I put on some sexy workout clothes. Some small tight shorts and a sports bra and decided to do some stretches. I have worn these many times before and I knoww he likes them. Always staring at me when I come back from a run.
My room is directly across from the bathroom, so when Kyle got out of the shower he would have a perfect view of my ass bent over for him. The idea of him seeing me like this was almost too exciting. I wanted to just start playing with myself right then but I knew I had to wait. I heard the shower turn off and knew my time was coming soon. My heart started beating I was so nervous. I don’t even know why! Like I literally sucked this boy’s dick earlier this week. I positioned myself just inside my room and got on my hands and knees to do some light stretches. Maybe it wasn’t the worst idea to get a little loose. My ass bent over and pointed directly at where he would come out. I felt like such a slut but I just couldn’t wait for his reaction.
Finally I heard the door open behind me but I didn’t hear any footsteps. I looked back and sweet sweet Kyle was just standing there completely naked with just his towel wrapped around his body. His mouth slightly open he looked frozen. It was sooo hott to see him like that.
I smiled at him and said “oh hii kyle you’re up very early” I could see him blushing. He said “well that worked out pretty well didn’t it” and smiled back. Oh my godd he was getting more confident. Now I was the one blushing. I turned around so now I was on my knees facing him kinda bent over so he had a great view of me. Instantly I got flashbacks of the last time. He must have been standing there for like thirty seconds but he was already rock hard. Seeing his dick pushing against the towel with his still kinda dripping wet body just standing there gawking at me made me feel so special. I couldn’t resist him any longer.
I told him to come in right now. I tried to be more subtle but there was no point. We both knew what we wanted and there was no point in hiding that anymore. I was done teasing.
I swear he skipped as he went across the hall into my room. Oh my godd he was so cute. I told him to close the door and he glanced over into my brother’s room real quick looking a little hesitant before finally giving in to my request. I smiled at him and told him not to worry about that. I told him to come closer and now he was standing directly in front of me looking soo damn cute. I looked up at him and smiled, not breaking eye contact as I pulled the towel away from him. His pretty dick sprung out from under and I finally looked away from his eyes and gave him a little peck on the tip.
He whimpered.
I licked up and down his big dick, rubbing my hands on his thighs, feeling him shudder. I started stroking him and his dick looked so big with my little hand around it. One last lick from the bottom of his shaft to the tip and I took him in my mouth. Fuuuck why did I wait so long to do this. I bobbed up and down trying to make up for lost time and trying to out do my last performance.
He was loving every second.
Unlike the last time, he was very handsy. I thought it was so cute feeling him play with my hair. He started talking to me, just whispering but ohh it turned me on. He called me beautiful, told me how lucky he was and how he had been thinking of me non stop.
That was all I needed.
I stood up slowly and he asked me what was wrong. I looked at him and kissed him on the forehead and then turned around getting on my knees again, but this time with my ass facing him. I looked back and smiled at him, and I very directly told him he better take my shorts off. He looked like he was in shock. The look on Kyles face was just that of pure excitement and wonder. I felt so so grateful to have such a sweet boy to please. I was so wet I knew that he had to be able to see my dripping pussy from through the shorts. He yanked them down very rough, like I was kinda surprised they didn’t rip.
Without asking, he got down on his knees and gave me a kiss on each cheek before licking from the bottom of my pussy all the way to my asshole. Ughh his touch made me even hornier. I ripped my top off, letting my tits hang. I had no idea that was possible but I needed more. He went to work, and I couldn’t believe that he had never done this before. I felt the buildup of excitement all over my body, like a volcano just begging to erupt. It felt like I was jumping out of an airplane. I don’t know where it came from but I knew what I wanted so so badly.
“kyle I need you to fuck me right now”
No hesitation, no response, I felt his warmth as he placed his dick across my ass, his balls touching my dripping pussy. He slowly pulled back and lined his tip to its new home. With the waves of pleasure running through my body I was so excited for him to take me. He pushed in, moaning as inch by inch of his beautiful dick entered my wet tight hole. I gasped he was so incredible.
“you feel soo fucking good amelia”
I don’t think words came out when I tried to reply, just a whimper as he stretched me out. I felt him throbbing inside of me, the walls of my vagina hugging his cock. You know those like oddly satisfying videos where things just kinda perfectly fit haha idk why my mind went to that but that is how I felt. I couldn’t tell you how long we were going, it was like time stopped. Just him holding on to my thighs, grunting, whispering sweet sweet things as he fucked me from behind. I laid my head on the floor I didn’t have the strength to hold myself up anymore.
“I’ve wanted this for soo long” he whispered into my ear
He slapped my ass and I whimpered. Waves of pleasure thrashing through my body I felt like such a slut. I said kyle pull my hair and he called me a good girl. I don’t know where this was coming from. He collected my hair with both hands, dick still sliding in and out of me, and pulled. My head being yanked back, me on my hands and knees panting like a dog, tears in my eyes with this sweet sweet boy having his way with me I completely melted. Completely brain dumb. I started moaning loudly, I didn’t even think about anyone hearing. From my head to my toes I started shaking, twitching, begging, I let out a final “fuuuuck” before I finally lost it, spasming, the volcano finally erupted, and I screamed.
And he didn’t sstopp.
He yelped, breathing so heavy, moaning loudly now and with again no warning let go of my hair, making my head fall to the ground. He grabbed both my hips and pushed into me deep. I felt his dick harden even more, felt the mind-melting feeling of his throbbing cock inside of me as he came. And he came hard. Like six or seven pulses of cum I felt warm my insides. Without taking it out, he collapsed on top of me breathing heavy. The feeling of his warm sweaty body, dick still hard as a rock inside of me; I felt so warm, so dirty, so loved.
I giggled, and he chuckled too and slowly removed himself from me, standing up. I rolled over on my back, looking up at Kyle towering over me, his dick dripping with a mixture of my juices and his cum, grinning like it was Christmas morning. I was just blushing. I giggled again and told him he should probably take another shower. And just like that he picked up his towel and walked out of my room, leaving my door open behind him.
Sorry this one was long but I just had to describe everything because I can’t get any of the details out of my h
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I licked my friend's cum-filled pussy after fucking her boyfriend with her.
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I've known this girl for years, and she's been dating this really hot guy for the last four years or so. My friend and I share everything, so I've been told several times that having a threesome is one of his greatest fantasies. I never thought I'd be the one to do it because I was afraid my friend would think it was awkward because we always hang out together, and I figured she'd be jealous if he fucked me.
We were all out one night at this house party, and by the end, we were pretty messed up.
We decided to all crash at his place because he was the closest, so we called an uber. On the way back, he sat in the middle of us and they were getting all touchy with each other and kissing and doing what drunk horny 19-year-olds do haha. I'm not going to lie, being so close to them made me a little horny.
When we got home, we realized we weren't all that tired, so we sat on the couch and watched a movie. He sat in the middle once more, and the touchy shenanigans continued as the movie played. We were all huddled together under a large blanket, and at one point I noticed her hand moving up and down beneath the blanket and realized she was touching his cock and yanking him off right next to me.
I would have been uncomfortable if I wasn't so drunk, but it really turned me on in my current state, and I felt myself getting wet. I pretended not to notice and scooted closer to him, placing my hand right against his leg. I could feel him tensing up even more, and I wondered if he was aware that I was aware.
I finally snapped and said, "lmao, I see what you're doing, why don't you guys just fuck already, I don't mind!" My friend was slightly embarrassed, but I guess she was also extremely horny, because she exclaimed, "Really?!" I told her it was fine, and I even thought it was a little hot, so she drew the blanket down and knelt on her knees. She began sucking his cock in front of me and seeing my best friend of about ten years with a cock in her mouth made me insanely horny.
I was still covered by the blanket, so I began rubbing my pussy while watching them, and I honestly came dangerously close to cumming. Eventually, she was done sucking his cock and she pulled down her pants and got ready to slide his cock into her. She gave me a look and blushed when he saw what I was doing before sitting down on his cock and starting to bounce up and down.
She started breathing really hard at one point, and then she started moaning that she was cumming. She looked right at me as she approached. It was fuckkkk hot. She said she needed a second and asked if I wanted to give it a shot. I asked her if she was certain, and she nodded. I didn't think twice about it. I climbed on top of him, removing my underwear beneath my skirt. His dick was quite large, but what drew me in the most was the fact that he had just been inside my best friend seconds before. I was already so fucking hot that I came after only 30 seconds of riding.
My friend was like "That was quick. It's my turn once more "I got off of him, and she re-entered. I started making out with her while she was riding him and I think that really was what sent her bf over the edge. He pulled her down and thrust fully into her while he filled her pussy up. The look on her face was so fucking hot.
After he came in her, she sat on the couch and leaned back, with a satisfied expression on her face. I'm not sure what hit me, but I guess I just wanted some cum. I got down on my knees and spread her legs and began to lick her pussy. I pushed my tongue as far into her as I could and tasted his cum blended with hers. I continued licking her until I felt her start to cum again, and I didn't stop until her orgasm was complete. After that, we just cuddled up and finished our movie, talking about how much fun we had and how we should do it again someday.
Anyway, that was my story about how I licked my best friend's pussy after her boyfriend came in, and I hope you enjoyed it:))
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Bad Decisions: Part Five 21+ [F36/M44] [Straight Sex] [Cleavage] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Oral Sex] [Cleavage] [Curvy Woman]
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Chapter Five: Letting it all Out
"Just great," I said as I pulled into work. Hank was waiting for me inside the parking lot.
As I parked, he started heading over to me.
He wouldn't be stupid to try something with all my co-workers standing around, so I got out of the car and stared at him as he walked toward me.
"What?" I asked.
"Now, you're fucking," he stopped as he saw some of the black males from my job standing at the loading dock.
"Go ahead," I said with a smile. "Say it, I dare you," I said as I looked at him.
"You know what I was going to say," Hank shook his head.
"No, I don't, I want you to say it loud and proud," I smiled as I looked at him.
Again, he looked at the loading dock, then shook his head. Hank was many things suicidal wasn't one of them.
"You're the one that came here, I didn't invite you," I said as I got my things out of my car. "You have something to say, then say it, or get the fuck gone."
"If I knew you liked those kinds, I would have never allowed you in my hotel room," Hank shook his head.
"You're still on that?" I laughed. "It wasn't that big of a deal, I have watched commercials that have lasted longer," I shook my head.
Hank stepped closer to me as I challenged his manhood.
"What? You don't like the truth?" I said, shaking my head. "You are losing your touch."
There was a time when Hank could fuck me into exhaustion, and I was sure those days were way behind him. He had a beer gut and even standing here in the sun. I could see he was breathing heavily.
"Fuck you," Hank shook his head. "I tried to come back here and help you out, but you know what, you're not worth it!"
Hank walked away and headed for his bike. "Enjoy your colored boyfriend," he said as he started his motorcycle.
I didn't have it in me to tell him that Andrew was just someone doing work around the house. If he wanted to believe I was fucking Andrew, that was on him.
"Bye," I waved as he roared out of the parking lot.
"So, you're sleeping with a brother," Logan asked as I walked into the office through the loading dock.
"You wish," I smiled.
Logan and the other dock workers were harmless. Even if Hank said the word, they would probably yell at him or tell him off, but none of them would hurt him.
As for me, they were my co-workers, sure they would call me names and whistle at me, but not one of them made a serious move on me, even after the divorce.
My favorite was Ms. New Booty. I had to listen to the song to get the meaning, but the name fitted me, so I let them keep it.
"One day that ass is going to have a brother hitting it from behind, mark my words," Johnathan said.
"Only when he is dreaming," I smiled as I went to my office.
I had nothing against interracial dating or relationships. It wasn't for me, not that I didn't find some males of different ethnicities attractive. I couldn't see myself with someone I didn't have a lot of things in common with, and for the most part, none of the guys I had met so far clicked on any level.
Sure, coming from the woman that fucked four guys on a whim all at once in every imaginable way possible until all of us were laid out all over the place exhausted was kind of hypocritical. Okay, it was totally hypocritical, but that part of me was long gone.
I wanted something like I had with Jacob that meant the world to me. I wanted someone that woke up every day and thought of me, and before they went to bed, they wished I was in bed with them. I didn't want to just fuck and not be with that someone romantically anymore.
I had that one night with Hank because I needed to think clearly, and I was hoping he would accept that it was a one-time thing.
"Thanks again for last night," I told Charles as he popped into my office.
"No problem," Charles responded. "He pulls that shit again, just let me know."
I nodded as I went deep into my work, putting Hank out of my head.
'We need to talk,' Jacob texted me just after lunch.
'Okay, can it wait, or do you want me to call you?' I replied.
'It can wait, meet me at your bar, after work,' Jacob said.
I agreed and wondered what it was about. Hopefully, he still wasn't mad about my stupid comment last night before he left the house.
I hurried to the bar after work and saw Jacob sitting in his usual booth in the corner.
"Thought you were off today?" Trevor asked.
"I am," I said as I headed for the booth.
"I ordered mozzarella sticks for you," Jacob said as I sat down.
"Oh no," I said, shaking my head.
I loved mozzarella sticks. They were my favorite appetizers. The last time Jacob ordered my favorite, he told me he had proposed to Alyssa, and the time before that, he told me they were moving in together.
"Pull the band-aid," I said as I picked up one of the sticks.
"She's pregnant," Jacob said with a big smile.
"What!" I said, dropping the stick back on the plate.
Jacob and I had tried for another child multiple times, and it never happened. The specialist said it was by pure luck that I had got pregnant the first time, as Jacob had a meager sperm count, and the sperm he had were low activity. She said it was a rare condition, which meant the chances of us getting pregnant again was very low.
"I know!" Jacob said as he continued to smile.
'That fucking bitch!' I thought as he stared at me. I could rip her head right off her shoulders if she were here.
"You're mad," Jacob said as he saw the look on my face.
"How?" I asked.
"I don't know," Jacob shook his head. "We weren't even trying; Alyssa had gotten used to the idea that we would never have our own kids. And last night, she told me we were expecting."
I didn't know what to say. Part of me wanted to ask if he was sure it was his, but I knew Alyssa. She wouldn't do a thing like that, not even if someone threatened her. She was more loyal than a dog.
"Say something," Jacob said; this time, he stopped smiling.
"What do you want me to say," I said, pushing the plate away. "You want me to be happy, sure, I am happy for Clayton he has always wanted a baby brother or sister, there I said it."
"Wow, way to be mature," Jacob shook his head. "Remind me again who cheated on who?"
I shook my head and looked at him.
"I get it," I nodded. "I did it, I am the reason that baby isn't inside me and not her, I wake up to that realization every single day, but you need to stop rubbing it in my face!"
Jacob nodded. "It wasn't my intention, I thought we were friends, and you would want to hear it from me, and not someone else."
"Congratulations," I said as I stood up. "Good luck with the marriage and the baby and everything else, but from now on, let me hear it from someone else, this," I said as I motioned at the table and then to the both of us, "Is too hard on me, so can you do that? Please?"
Jacob nodded. "I'm sorry."
I nodded and then walked out of the bar. I walked to my car and got in.
I couldn't believe it.
That was the final nail in the coffin of our relationship. After the divorce, I thought maybe there was a chance. Then he got with Alyssa, and I thought she would be too straight-laced for him. Then they moved in together, and I thought I would just have to be a good friend, and eventually, he would see what he was missing. Then the marriage was announced, and I started to feel he was slipping away, and now he was going to be a father. He would never leave her. Jacob wasn't that type of man. He wouldn't leave her for all the money in the world.
I started crying, knowing it was all my fault, all of it.
There was a knock on the passenger window, and I saw Katie standing there. I hit the unlock button, and she came inside.
"I just heard and knew he would want to tell you," Katie said as she hugged me and pulled me close.
I broke down immediately.
"It's okay," Katie said as she held me.
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It wasn't okay, not at all. They sped up the date of their marriage from four months to three days. They had a small wedding at a church, then a small reception at their house. It was official; they were legally married.
Clayton showed me pictures of the wedding and the reception. He didn't mean to upset me. He was just happy for his dad and now his stepmom. Clayton was over the moon about having a baby sister or brother.
The dreams of sleeping with Jacob were no more. It was like my mind had officially thrown in the towel. I was alone. Even when I was at the bar and guys hit on me, I felt alone.
I had always heard about the pain that never disappeared but never experienced it until now. No matter how much I slept or drank, it lingered, never stopping, never taking a break.
"You can't keep doing this," Katie said as she came to my house. "It's been over two months."
"Why not," I said as I poured another drink. "I am not outside, and I don't invite anyone over."
"I didn't say you were going to do something stupid," Katie said as she took the bottle from my hand. "You still have Clayton."
"No," I said, shaking my head. "I have Clayton for now," I corrected as I looked at her. "You think he will want to come over here when the baby comes?"
"Yes," Katie said. "You forget how much a baby cries, and how much attention it needs? Clayton will want to come over a lot more, just to get away."
I thought about it for a few moments. "Nope, Clayton loves to help, he will want to help do everything for it."
"So, you're just going to drink and drink, until what?" Katie asked. "What's the end game here?"
"There is none," I shrugged. "It dulls the pain and the thoughts," I said as I pulled the bottle away from her. "You should be pointing and laughing and saying I told you so," I said as I slumped onto the couch. "After all you were yelling at me to stop, right?"
Katie shook her head. "I will come back when you're sober," she said as she walked towards the door.
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Sobriety didn't last long. It only came when I went to work and the few weekends I had Clayton. Then one day, I heard a noise outside my back door.
"Oh, it's you," I said as I saw Andrew as I looked out the back window.
"The parts came, I will get started, shouldn't take me long, a week or less," Andrew said.
"Take your time," I said as I returned to the living room.
There was a knock on my front door.
"What?" I asked, thinking it was Katie. She had been giving me the silent treatment for a couple of days.
"You look like shit," Andrew said as he stared at me.
I wore a long shirt with no bra on and white jogging pants. My hair was messy. It was Sunday, and I had nowhere to go. I hadn't showered since I left for work Friday morning, so I was sure I looked and smelt like the way I felt inside.
"Thanks, what do you want?" I asked as I went back to my chair.
He flicked a picture onto my lap. I looked at it and saw a pretty black woman standing next to him.
"She's short," I said as I looked at it.
"Taller than you," Andrew said as he took it back.
"Wife?" I asked.
"Ex," Andrew said as he put it back in his wallet.
"Sorry to hear," I said, picking up my drink.
"After I came back, I wasn't the same," Andrew said as he sat down. "None of us really come back the same as we left," he said, nodding his head, "But they always say buck up, go to the meetings and charge ahead."
I stared at him. "You served?"
"Yup," Andrew nodded. He lifted his arm sleeve and showed the tattoo he had. I had seen something like it several times around the bar and at work.
"I didn't know," I nodded.
"How were you supposed to," Andrew said.
"So, what happened?" I asked.
"I went to the meetings, did the rounds, took the medications," Andrew nodded. "But couldn't get things right, then one day I stopped, stopped going to the meetings, stopped doing the rounds and stopped the medication, all of it."
"Hit rock bottom," I nodded.
"The lowest," Andrew nodded. "Started finding peace and quiet in the bottom of a bottle, just like yours."
I looked at the bottle and back at him.
"One day we got into a heated argument, she left out the door in a hurry," Andrew said. Tears swelled up in his eyes. "They said she was doing eighty, when her car hit the tree," he nodded. "Eighty miles per hour," he shook his head. "Dead on impact."
My eyes widened.
"I vowed that day, I would never pick up another bottle ever again," Andrew said. "Whatever you're looking for, you won't find it in all the bottles in the world, I just thought you should know," he stood up and walked towards the door.
After Andrew left, I stared at the bottle, and for what seemed like over an hour, I just swirled it around and around, watching the liquid inside spin in circles. Finally, I went to the sink and poured it all out.
"Time to get back on the horse," I said as I watched the brown liquid go down the drain.
"Welcome back," Katie said as I went to her house the following day.
"Sorry," I nodded.
"Nothing to be sorry about," Katie smiled. "We all fall off, glad to see you get back on," she said. "So, what's the plan?"
"Nothing," I shrugged. "No plan, going to take it one day at a time."
"Sounds good to me," Katie smiled.
We talked for a while, and then I headed out. I had taken the day off and wanted to do some me time.
I drove around for a while and found myself outside Alyssa's workplace.
I walked inside, and Alyssa's eyes widened as she saw me. She was sitting behind the reception desk, taking information from one of the patients.
When the patient left, I stepped up to the desk.
"First," I said as I cleared my throat, "I want to say I am sorry for how I have treated you these past years," I nodded. "You're good to my son and good to Jacob, and I have trashed talked you and belittled you as often as I could, and I am sorry."
Alyssa nodded and stared at me.
"Second, congratulations, even though we have different ideals and ways of raising a child, I think you will be a great mother," I nodded.
"That means a lot to me," Alyssa nodded.
"Third, and final," I said as I leaned in close. "Hurt either of them, in any shape or form, they will never, and I mean never find your body," I said, staring at her blue eyes. "Do I make myself clear?"
Alyssa smiled. "You can leave now," she said as she looked at the patients sitting in the chairs behind me.
I nodded and slowly walked out the door.
"The bitch is back," I said as I looked back and saw Alyssa talking on her phone.
No doubt talking to Jacob.
A few minutes later, my phone rang. It was Jacob. I didn't answer it. There was no need to hear what he had to say. I said what I said, and I meant it.
"What the fuck do you want?" Hank asked as he opened the door of his hotel.
"You ever, and I mean ever come around my house again," I said as I aimed my gun at his crotch.
Hank's eyes were wide open, and I pushed my way inside. I slammed the door behind me.
"Sorry!" Hank said as he looked around, no doubt for his gun or something to hit me with. I pushed it into him harder.
"You are going to leave me alone, Jacob alone, and definitely Clayton alone," I said as I stared at him.
Hank nodded.
"Good," I said as I put it away.
I waited for him to say something, anything.
"That it?" Hank asked as he calmed down.
"No, but it's the start," I smiled.
"Glad to see the old you return," Hank said as he lit a cigarette." It seems like my job here is done."
I shook my head. "Thanks."
"No problem, we all need a kick in the ass," Hank said as he handed me a cigarette.
I hadn't smoked since I knew I was pregnant with Clayton.
I looked at it reluctantly and then shrugged. The first drag made me cough, but I got used to it afterward.
"So, now what?" Hank asked. "She back for good, or just until she feels like being all goody two shoes again?"
"No idea," I shrugged. "I can't be like I was, that's for sure."
"What? No orgies and group sex, just for the fuck of it?" Hank asked.
"Nope," I shook my head. "But I am tired of playing the victim, tired of apologizing and playing the good person all the time."
"Amen to that," Hank nodded. "So, something in the middle, not like your parents, but not like the married wife, something in between."
"Exactly," I nodded. "What are you going to do?"
"Head out tomorrow," Hank nodded. "I heard about you being all bent out of shape and now you're all straightened out," Hank shrugged. "Time for me to go."
"You know you didn't do this right?" I shook my head.
"No, but if I wasn't here, you wouldn't have gotten pissed, and you would have tried to find some way of apologizing again," Hank smiled.
I nodded that part was true, he did start me on the road, so I had to give him that much.
"One last ride before I go," Hank smiled, looking at the bed.
"Not if you were the last man on earth," I said, standing up. "Have a good one Hank."
"You too Shelly," Hank said.
I drove home and saw Jacob's truck parked in my driveway.
I smiled as I saw him standing outside talking to Andrew. I pulled in and got out of the car.
"What the fuck is your problem?" Jacob yelled at me.
"You tell me," I shouted back. "What did you expect?"
"Oh, you're smoking again?" Jacob asked as he came close to me.
"Maybe," I yelled back. "Again, none of your business."
"Well, threatening my wife is," Jacob said.
"Not a threat, a promise, something I should have done years ago," I said as I walked past him.
"I am not done yet," Jacob yelled.
"Well, I am," I yelled back. "Now kindly, get the fuck off my property."
Jacob looked at me, and for the first time since the divorce, I think he finally saw the old me, not the woman he had married and changed. I was the bitch that took his virginity in the woods.
The one that pushed him down to the ground yanked his pants down and rode his long white cock on the dirt ground until he came inside her, not once or twice, but three times. That was the woman he was looking at now.
"What?" I asked. "You forgot how to drive? Get in the driver's seat push the button that starts the engine and drive that piece of shit Ford off my property."
Jacob slowly walked back to his truck. He stared at me as I stood in my doorway. I stared back at him.
I watched as he pulled away.
"Nice," Andrew nodded.
"You approve?" I asked.
"Definitely," Andrew nodded. "He's had it coming for a long time now."
"I am sure I will hear about it later," I nodded.
"Then deal with it later," Andrew smiled.
I nodded again. "You need help?" I asked. "I feel like hitting something with a hammer," I said.
"How about using a power tool?" Andrew asked as he pointed to the giant saw.
"Yes!" I yelled as I walked towards his truck.
***Author's Note: The rest of this story as well as many others of my stories are on my other pages, the links to which can be found*** [***here***](https://www.reddit.com/user/Shadowforce2/comments/w4aumo/self_promo_time/)
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I Let Them Take Me Because You Got So Drunk [FM][Cheating][F32][Rough]
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So…I promise this one will get really weird. This one is personal, it's one of these things that I think about whenever I go through my divorce in my head again. You have been warned :P
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Oh hey, good morning Honey, I wasn’t sure if you were gonna make it. Was there anything you didn’t drink last night?
No, shut up, we WILL talk about this now, you don’t get to weasel your way out of that. Why? You have the audacity to ask me fucking why? Because you embarrassed me, you idiot, you embarrassed me SO MUCH!
How? I don’t even know where to start. Like, when you got so drunk that you tried to kiss Mary instead of me? Because that happened, I don’t know if you remember.
Oh, don’t get me STARTED on Rupert, you know what? I had to beg him not to knock you out, and he totally would have done it. Let me correct that: You would have DESERVED it. I should have just stood back and watch him fuck you up. And you wanna know why I didn’t, why I protected you? Because you already fucked yourself up enough, and we all just let you lie there in the grass when you passed out.
Nobody wanted to deal with you, and I was busy saying sorry. You know how many times I said sorry last night? It’s, like, a lot.
Aw, baby, come here, don’t look at me like that. I am mad, yes, but you’re still my husband.
No, it’s fine, really, I made it up for you already, you won’t even have to say sorry. I mean it, I dealt with it. Here, let me show you.
You feel that in my hair? That sticky mess, everything messed up? That’s, I don’t know, I think that was Rupert, actually, and the other side was Marc? I think so, but I honestly forgot.
And here, feel up my breasts. Come on, I can never get you away from them, and now you don’t wanna touch me? Do it, you moron, feel what I had to feel to make up for your bullshit.
That’s right, knead them. Can you feel how raw I am up there? That’s Martin’s cum that you are massaging deeper into my skin right now, by the way. And just so you know: Nina watched, and she cheered him on.
It wasn’t as hard as you think to convince them, the wives, I mean. The guys needed some real convincing, from all of us. But once I told them that I needed to make this up to them somehow, they all started falling in line. Like, you wouldn’t believe it, they basically pulled and shoved their husbands to join in.
Go on, kiss me on my stomach. DO IT!
Good, can you smell that? It’s both Johns, not just one of them. Go on, lick my navel. I’m not asking you, I’m telling you. Deeper, get your tongue in there. That’s where I told them to aim, that’s where it all pooled up.
You know what? I really liked that, when they messed me up so much that cum was running down my sides, and then John, I mean Lisa’s John, he put his dick in me, right after he came on my stomach.
He was the first one, you know? The others all jerked off on me, even though all the wives were telling them to get in there, work my body. Their own wives were cheering them on, and they still tried to show me some respect.
But John? He dared, and he fucked me so good. He took it slow, I mean, he was struggling to get hard, but Lisa kept licking my nipples, and I guess that motivated him. I can’t imagine what it must be like to be Lisa, if she gets fucked like that all the time…God, she must be fucking raw every day, every step she takes.
He asked her if he could cum in me, can you believe that? Asked his own wife, and what did she do? She didn’t even look at him, she just kissed me. And you know what? She tasted so good. I will totally never look at her again and not think about kissing her. That look in her eyes, oh god. I can still see it, feel it.
But John was only the first, and I don’t even know who went next. Because I fucking closed my eyes, and Lisa took my head into her lap, and caressed my cheek. I’m sure she got some cum on her as well, because half the guys wanted to finish on my face. You wanna feel it? I got so messed up, I’m glad I didn’t put on any makeup. I thought it was only a garden party between neighbors. If I had known I would date seven guys last night, I would have prettied up a little at least.
But only half of them thought that your wife needed a good cum blast in her face, the others didn’t let me off that easy.
I’m pretty sure that I have Robert’s cum in me right now, I think I got his voice right. Still wasn’t looking, I just wanted to feel it all happen. He pumped me full of it, and the others had to literally drag him off me, or he would have continued just like John.
But that wouldn’t have been fair, would it? They all needed a little something of me, and they got it ALL. You hear me? They all got a go at my pussy, and not one of them chickened out. They didn’t care that the others had been there before, they didn’t even hesitate. They just fucked me, and I had cum running down on me like nothing I have ever felt before, and it was like lube for whoever wanted to go next.
I got sore at one point, and Lisa told them that the fun was over. But I knew they needed more, that I hadn’t properly made it up to them yet. Robert hadn’t even had a chance to cum a second time. So I let him take my ass, there was more than enough lube on me to make it happen.
You heard that right, I let him fuck my ass, like you always wanted to, and I always said no. And you know what? I FUCKING ENJOYED getting FUCKED IN THE ASS, and EVERYONE WATCHED IT!
You heard that right, everyone on the garden party that was supposed to be just a nice little get together WATCHED YOUR WIFE GET FUCKED IN HER ASS. And none of the wives complained. No, Lisa still held my head in her lap, and Mary held my hips up for me. You know, Mary whom you tried to kiss? Yeah, you probably don’t even remember. But she kissed me in the end, and everyone laughed. And that was the end of it, her kissing me, that’s when I knew we were all square.
So, as I said, I took care of it, we are fine. We can still go out and say hi to the neighbors, and we might even get invited to the next garden party.
And I can promise you, you will come with me, and you will not touch a single drop of alcohol. Because if you do, I’ll tell Rupert he can knock you out after all, and then we’ll all make you watch this time. And I won’t go this easy on you, I won’t go half the fucking way like I did last night. Because the wives will join this time, and they will fucking squat down and piss on me, just to wash all the cum from my body.
And you know what? If you think that seven strong guys fucking your wife is bad — wait until you watch them all build a circle around me and shower me. And all I’ll do to them is give them all a high five. Maybe a little kiss, if they aren’t too grossed out.
Okay, that’s it, that’s all I wanted you to know. Now you can get up, let me sleep, and I want breakfast when I wake up again. And you can heat the water up, I might need a shower at some point today.
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my first time having someone watch me fuck with my boyfriend
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I had the most fantastic experience this afternoon. My best friend was staying with me for the weekend and had gone out to run some errands. I've been feeling particularly horny recently and decided to take advantage of her absence by having sex with my boyfriend. I'm on the bed, and his hands are caressing my pussy. I think I hear the front door open and close, but I'm not sure. His hands are caressing my clit, and I begin to moan, when my friend arrives into our room. We freeze in amazement as she walks into the room and sits in a chair. "Do you mind if I watch?" she asks. I smile at my lover as he leans in for a kiss and continues to stroke me. As he glides his palm over my clit, I start moaning again, and the thrill builds. Then my pal climbs onto the bed and places my head in her lap. "Make her cum," she urges, looking my guy in the eyes. And she keeps encouraging him as I approach the climax. He's so aroused that he slides his dick into my pussy when I'm cumming. "Keep fucking her, make her feel so nice," my friend says as she strokes my hair. My guy is fucking me while kissing my neck and caressing my clit. At one point, I crawl on top of him and begin riding him; he is moaning and his body is tightening as if he is about to charge. My friend encourages me and tells him to look at me. I continue until we are both ready to come, then I turn at my buddy and say, "tell me when," and she keeps my gaze, touches my boyfriend's hair, and says, "go." He and I begin cumming so hard that his cum fills my pussy with cum thrust after cum thrust. As we finish, he holds me and she lovingly brushes my hair before leaving the room with the words "until next time."
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Hot neighbor. First meeting. Part 1
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I went to our neighbor Michelle. She was a pleasant woman in her forties. I found her in a very sexy position covering the bed. The short dressing gown rose and exposed her rounded hips. The round ass looked very appetizing. My cock stiffened. I wanted to fuck her. I have long dreamed of our neighbor and often jerked off to her. I imagined fucking her in different positions. And I made up my mind. I came up behind and pulled off her thong. Michelle shuddered, turned and pressed her face against my groin.
\- Alain, it's you, you rascal.
I quickly took off my shorts. Panties were pulled off by Michelle herself.
\- Wow, what a big and beautiful dick you have.
She immediately took my dick in her mouth. She rhythmically earned with her mouth. Swallows dick to the balls. I could not stand it and shot her with sperm right in her mouth. Michelle swallowed with pleasure.
\- Alain, my dear boy, I have dreamed about this for so long. You are still so young, you are 18 years old. You are so sexy. I love sucking young cock so much.
Then she started licking my balls. She was counting on a second run. Hui began to rise. I rolled Michelle onto the bed and laid her doggy style. Her pussy was so wet and so inviting.
I planted my dick and started fucking Michelle. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her to me, rhythmically putting her on my dick. Michelle moaned loudly in pleasure. The second time I stayed much longer. Michelle turned around, knelt down and took my dick in her mouth. She skillfully sucked the head, moved it with the tip of her tongue. Michelle was insatiable. She wanted a third time. Dick obeyed her pleasant caresses and rose again. Michelle turned her back on me. She put her hands on the bed. She spread her legs wider.
\- My boy, fuck me in the ass. I want to be your whore.
I started running the head of my cock over Michelle's labia and clit. I collected some lube and smeared it on Michelle's ass. With my movements, I excited Michelle more and more.
\- Alena, come on, don't hesitate, fuck me properly.
After wetting my ass, I carefully began to penetrate Michelle's ass. I sank deeper and deeper. The ass was tight and nicely squeezed my dick. It was great. We finished at the same time.
\- Alena, you can come to me whenever you want. I've dreamed of such a young lover for so long. You can fuck me in any positions. I will always give you an amazing blowjob. Consider me your sex toy, slut, I'm ready for any role.
Of course, I could not refuse such an invitation from my sexy neighbor.
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[F/d] My Dad is my Husband and I'm Pregnant.
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Hi all, not sure why I didn't post this here earlier, so this is gonna be a combination of the original post and the 2 updates from other subreddits.
Original post - 11 days ago
Hello all, long time lurker first time poster, made this reddit account expressly because of what I found out earlier today.
I never knew my parents, I got put up for adoption when I was a baby, got raised knowing I was adopted as my adoptive family didn't want to feel like they'd been lying to me when I inevitably found out. While I have somtimes been curious I've never really had it be that big of a deal to me, so I've never tried looking for my bio family. Maybe its a bit of the reason behind my incest and older men kinks though, the thought of something unattainable. When I met my husband (41 at the time) I was only 23 but I felt such a strong connection with him, and I absolutely knew he was the one man I'd love right from the get go. We got married a year later and I'm currently 8 months pregnant with his kid.
Recently he said he'd been thinking about a kid he and his ex gave up for aoption when they were 18, as they beleived they were too young at the time. I encouraged him, told him it might be nice, warned him they may not want to meet, and joked about someone else calling him daddy besides me. About a week later I get aproached by this company, I'm not gonna name which, and they tell me my bio dad would like to meet and send me my husbands picture and say he's my bio-dad. I panick and tell them no that I don't want to meet, but they leave some information to get in contact with the company if I change my mind and want to set up a meeting.
Honestly I don't know what to do, I know in my heart he loves me but I'm his daughter, I'm 8 months pregnant with my own sibling, I don't want him to freak out and leave but at the same time I don't want to lie to him. In a weird way I'm also finding it extremely hot and wanting to tell him since I know he has an incest kink, though milder than mine.
What the hell do I do?
update 1 - 10 days ago
Hi all, not too much has happened since the post yesterday, but I have had a chance to do some thinking and be intimate with my dad/husband.
Honestly, though we normally make love very passionately, this was by far the best sex we've ever had. Learning he was my father has turned me on far more than I thought it would. To know that my real actual bio-dad was balls deep inside me, to know that I'm pregnant with his child, my own sibling, was euphoric. Though we normally only have sex once a day this knowledge has made me a tad insatiable for him.
As for telling him, I've decided I'm going to wait a while, get my head straight, get things as nicely lined up as I can and break things to him as gently as possible even if it takes a while to do so.
Thank you to everyone who gave reached out to me with their wellwished and opinions, you've all been so wonderful.
update 2 - today
Hi all, sorry for the radio silence, I don't really go online much and there hasn't really been much change until today.
I reached out to the agency this morning and they've said they'll be arranging a private meeting between me and my dad hopefully for next week, and I'll finally let him know that I'm his long lost daughter. He hasn't said anything about it yet so they probably haven't reached out to him yet about setting it all up. Until that happens I'm just going to keep going on as I have been, calling him daddy a lot more often, hinting at how hot I think incest is, trying to really get with his incest kink.
I had a trip to the gynocologist this past week, and they said everything was looking healthy, the baby's been kicking a lot more lately and me and my dad / husband sometimes stop our love making just to be happy and feel my belly. I'll keep you guys updated the next time something happens, thank you all for being so supportive.
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[S/M] Went to a short trip with my mom and everything escalated in one night pt. 2
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Sooo hello guys, its me again. Idk why but i wasnt ready to post again for a long time. A lot of shit happened the last weeks and im here to give a short summary. Believe it or not but i really told it to my gf. Of course she broke up with me but i trust her 100 percent and she would never tell anyone. I really loved her and im still heartbroken af. The relationsship with my mom went pretty well the first days after the incident but became a lot weirder since then. We barely spoke, she tries to be there for me bc of the breakup but she is honestly not the person to talk to for obvious reasons. We talked about what happened 2 times and agreed that it was not a good thing but the urge is still there to do it again. We try not to provoke anything but if it happens again then it just will. It sounds stupid but there is really no other way, the moment wie actively tried to stop anything sexual from happening it became a thing that turned both of us on. F.e. she tried to Cover herself up All the time completly or i never ran around in shorts. That didnt help at all and ended in a lot of sexual tension. So atm we just try to be "normal" . Still, nothing really happend for a long time. Because a lot of u asked me, we also talked about birth control and she told me that actually she wasnt even on birth control during the short trip bc she forgot her pill but its still really unlikely to become pregnant after just a few days. Still she tested and it was negative. In the last talk she mentioned that she is going to the doctor this friday to get a new kind of pill because in the last years of your period you need to regulate your hormones differently. So in the next month we must need a condom for safety reasons, if something even happens. My dad was a lot around during the christmas time so there were only a few possibilities but we let them slide. Im still super confused on how to continue but i think it will arrange pretty quickly. The first week of feburary my dad will be on a trip with his collegues (its kind of a buisness trip but not really for work reasonS) this week will be very interesting. Recently the most sexual that happend was a breakfast with just me and her in morning clothes so its really cold but u can always feel it between us. Its still so freaking weird.
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[B/S] Hard times bring us closer than ever
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As a long time lurker, I feel it’s time to share the story of my sister and me. First of all, sorry for the grammar, English is not my first language. I want to share the whole story. It would probably take multiple posts.
First part doesn’t include sexy things but there are pretty unusual and twisted kinks included later, which you might find repelling, but after all, incest itself is repelling to the majority of people, isn’t it?
All of the participants were over 18 (actually over 30) before any NSFW things happened.
It all started almost four years ago, pre-covid. Or, to tell the truth, it started even earlier. I am 34 (was 30 when it started) tall (6’2”), a bit chubby but a bit muscular, kind of a dad body, pale skin, brown hair, brown eyes, trimmed beard and a bunch of body hair. My sister, let’s call her Florence, is 4 years older, kinda short (5’3”), small, skinny, blonde with greenish-brown eyes, pale skin with cute light freckles.
Florence and me were always very close to each other. Despite the age difference, which seemed huge when we were kids, we always understood each other really well. Of course we had different friends, different career paths, very different interests, but in the end of the day, she was my only true friend, and the only one I could tell anything. And by the time I went through puberty, this became mutual.
Both Florence and myself started to interest in the opposite sex at the usual age, without very much successes. The muscular and the skinny guys were a strong competition for my then even more chubby body, Florence suffered from her flat-ish chest and booty, and her freckles, which I always found incredible cute. But both of us got a couple months-lasting relationships among the way.
Of course there is only one thing in a late teenage boy’s mind, and of course I imagined having sex with her multiple times, but I never became obsessed with the idea, it didn’t disgust me, but usually I had other crushes too, however Florence was always the fix point. And I also had this dumb assumption at that time, that a couple should have similar body types, I always thought Florence or others short and skinny girls surely find me unattractive, despite me finding them sexy.
Florence was moving out as soon as she could, as our mother, despite she loves us, was not a pleasant company to live under the same roof. Flo moved to a bigger city, and attended to the university there. When I graduated from high school, I followed her to the same city, but we didn’t live together. We met regularly, at least one or two times a month we found some time to drink a beer or two, and had a nice talk. She was a pleasant company, like an old friend, she knew me, I knew her, we were always at the same wavelength. To be honest she was like my best friend.
She had some boyfriends, I had some girlfriends, but most of the time, we were single. We were not very lonely however, both of us enjoyed being alone more, than stuck with someone annoys us. In desperate need of some sexy times, I usually managed to find FWBs or one night stands, and based on our conversations, it was the case with her too. Neither of us was like a party animal, both of us ended up at some parties from time to time, somehow we never clubbed together.
Florence had some hard times with her relationship with mom, also got some career troubles, and I always spent time with her in the tough times. She was not whining or crying, not in front of me, but she saw the things pragmatically, we talked them over, and I too enjoyed talking with someone who had similar concepts and thoughts.
We were always too shy to talk about sex in details, what and how we liked, but in general, we shared the experiences of our sex life, basically only to find out, most of the time neither of us were completely satisfied, neither with our actual boyfriends or girlfriends, nor with our one night stands or fuck buddies. But we never went into details. Florence hinted that she have unusual kinks and never found the right partner, I also told her that I have some kinks as well, and once I was able to find a girl whom I shared my kinks (but otherwise we were unhappy, so it didn’t last). But neither of us mentioned any details.
She remained attractive to me, but I always told myself I love her as a sister, and because she is a pretty woman, it’s natural to find her attractive. I didn’t really thought much more about it.
Around when Florence turned 30, she started to date an old schoolmate of her, whom she shared her passion to hiking and going for long bicycle tours, rafting, things like that, sporting activities in the nature in general. I knew the guy too, I went with them to some bicycle tours, however I was no match to their pace or passion for that kind of activities.
At our occasional private conversations, Florence started to talk about planning kids together with her boyfriend, and how she should stop pursuing the unreachable and unimaginable partner, and how she felt she finally met somebody who will be a good father and a good husband, with whom she can live the rest of her life. She had her doubts if she would be a good mother, as our mom was not one. I told her, she may not knew how to be a good parent, she knew at least how not to be one, and it helps a bit as well.
His boyfriend used to be married but his marriage didn’t work, he divorced, and soon he proposed Florence. They got married, bought a beautiful little house outside the city, with a second, smaller log guesthouse, a jacuzzi and a sauna on the property, shore of a lake on the back, forest on both sides, and moved there. Nothing too fancy, just a little piece of real peace. Flo said they are trying to have a child too.
She seemed generally happy-ish, however I could feel a little sourness in her. I finally asked her about it at a small bbq at their place. Unusual from her, she was quite drunk. She told me, that she needs to be much more happy than ever, and she really likes her husband, loves the time they spend with the sports, but I am actually right, he is not the Prince Charming, not the love of her life, and she is scared if she would be able to be happy. She also said their sex life is boring, rare and not really satisfying, she basically enjoys her own company more, than their time together. She said she don’t want to end up divorced and a forever single sour women like mom, and neither stuck in a bad marriage like many other examples I think we all know.
Somehow I never really understood this Prince Charming concept, I was sexually attracted to a lot of girls, had some friends, and I thought the good match is when you feel the sexual attraction and the friendship at the same time. I only felt the deep and not sexual kind of love towards her, and I assumed that’s how you supposed to love your sibling. I thought I feel the sexual attraction besides the love because she looks really good, and it’s natural, but I have to find my sexual satisfaction somewhere else.
After this bbq for the first time ever, I felt she was in a situation where she didn’t knew the next step. I felt she reached out to me not for comfort or company, but for help, and I was helpless. I think both of us were too shy to talk about sexual problems when we were sober, but I felt that this was only the top of the iceberg. I think she realized I was feeling like this, and ensured me that she is happy, I should forget what she said, and she and want nothing more from life what she have now.
In the winter of 2019, Florence got involved in a horrific car accident. Her husband and the other driver (he was drunk) got killed, Florence was in hospital, seriously injured.
I were single and living alone that time, after I was told what happened, I immediately rushed to the hospital. Florence was unconscious, covered in bandage, tied to machines. The doctors told, that her condition is really serious, but her survival chances are not bad, they still need to do various examinations to tell the recovery chances and rate. They told they will wake her up in a couple days.
I was in the hospital in every day. Sometimes they didn’t let me in, but most of the times I could see her, and after she woke up, we were able to communicate for a few kind words.
My heart were broken, she lost her husband, she couldn’t even attend to his funeral, as she was hurt as hell, couldn’t move. And as an entrepreneur, she lost a good part of her income as well. She always smiled a bit when I arrived, but it was clear she cried a lot. I was feeling physical pain not being able to help her. Not her injuries were the most flattering for me, but her emotional pain. I knew, I felt, with the usual pragmatic approach I absolutely couldn’t help.
Weeks passed, doctors did surgeries, Florence was recovering slowly, get better and better, and doctors were able to come up with a precise diagnosis and a recovery plan. A bunch of her bones and her skull were fractured, which caused the most of the pain, but they recovered nicely. But her nerve system injured as well, she couldn’t move her legs, and couldn’t feel them properly. And she also probably can’t ever have a child.
I don’t know which one hurt her the most, loss of her husband, the physical pain, or the awareness that she can’t walk anymore and therefore can’t exercise her profession, not for a long time for sure.
Doctors said that her nerves injured in the accident, therefore she cannot move her legs, and cannot feel with them properly. But as it wasn’t her spine which injured, it’s not completely permanent, as the human body is able to recover the nerves, and her injury wasn’t as fatal to be beyond recovery. However, it may takes years, and in the meantime, she would need to do both physically and mentally exhausting exercises daily, with the help of special, some kind of electric stimulation equipment, and coach, in order to prevent the muscles from dying before the nerves regenerate. And it will probably never be the same, it’s a big achievement if she ever gonna walk again, doing sports like before is almost certainly out of question. Her doctor said it’s a really strange injury, basically he have never seen like that symptoms caused by an accident in person before, it’s more like a condition in which mainly diabetic patients suffer without any trauma. In this case something pierced through her waist, but she could consider herself lucky, as traumatic injuries causing paralysis are usually originated from the spine, more severe and beyond recovery.
Doctor also said Florence will need daily assistance for the first time surely, but he also said it will turn out how the recovery goes, and maybe, after a long time and a lot of work, she can live without any obvious disabilities again.
Also her upper body will remain completely functional, and Florence told me she kept the ability of controlling her bladder and bowel, and the ability of having a satisfying sexual life, which are - as doctors said - rare in this case. She also said she couldn’t decide to laugh or cry when the doctor said “satisfying sexual life” as she never really had one, and now, with two broken arms, she don’t even have a chance to do something about it. I thought offering my help would be wrong on a multiple level, as she was barely patched up, clearly in pain, so I didn’t make any comment, but made sure I told her at the end of my visit to tell me if she needs anything, and I mean really anything.
In general, at the first weeks Florence was trying to be somewhat positive, but it was clear she was devastated and falling into depression. Slowly she completely lost all her optimism, probably suffered PSTD of some kind, despite all my efforts to comfort her. She also refused the psychologist’s help. In top of that, our mother just made it much worse.
Mom of course went to the hospital as frequently as she could, but instead of giving Florence the support or encouragement she needed, she just can’t stop whining how bad the situation is, what a shame Florence can’t live a complete life because of the injuries, how sad she’s crippled, and she may won’t have children, and how she needs to sell the house because of financial reasons and move back to her. Florence was devastated after each visit, just being incredibly sad, sometimes even refused to eat, and silently suffering. I just couldn’t stand that any more. So I felt I must interfere, and called both mom and dad over to my flat for a dinner.
Our parents divorced when I was 4 and Florence was 8. Our mother raised us, but for every other weekend we were staying with our father. I have a somewhat troubled relationship with mom, and Florence has even more troubles with her, resulting them not speaking for months in multiple occasions. But basically after we both moved out as soon as we could, we are maintaining an okay relationship. Mom always wants to be involved and always wants to be the decisive factor, also she is a hopeless idealist, she thinks the only good way is what she thinks, and she is unable to do any compromises. She is also driven by her emotions and intuitions, rather than logical thinking.
My father however is not very good at expressing his feels and love towards us, but for me, based on his past and present actions, it’s obvious that he’d rather starve to death than deny anything from us. Also, even before the accident, and since then, he speaks both with me and Florence 1-2 times a week over the phone, often having long, but not emotionally deep conversations. What dad excels however, is the ability to calm down everybody both with his behavior and with his words, he always finds a good compromise to all parties involved, and an incredibly calm man. I’ve never seen him nervous or raising his voice, until that dinner.
Mom and dad basically has a non-existing relationship, meaning they met at some important points of our life, like at Florence’s wedding, but briefly speaking to each other. When we were younger, they had some more common things, but all connected to us (both Florence and I were a troubled kid at school, our parents just worked together on the solution, speaking with each other or with us together if necessary).
At the dinner, I told them that they both well aware Florence’s life basically collapsed, her husband dead (blaming him for the accident, foolishly), due to the injuries not only her career is in ruins, but she has minimal hope she ever could hike and bike again, the only activities which made her happy, because of her condition she surely will experience some humiliating things which we cannot even imagine, and she will face financial difficulties too. And she is fucking well aware all of that, even without moms whining.
And they also both know that there is a hope for her to walk again, but it will take serious, exhausting and painful work from her, for long years. And after all this trouble, despite being strong, I am not sure Florence is ready to the hard work she needs to do now. And despite all the support she got from the hospital and her beloved, she collapses emotionally again and again because of mom’s behavior.
Mom of course went into defense mode immediately, telling she is just supportive, and wants Florence to know she feels with her, even saying it’s the hardest for herself to see her daughter like this, she is suffering even more and such nonsenses.
I tried to tell mom that Florence needs practical or emotional support and encouragement rather than her whining, but I am much stronger arguing in my head than in real life, so I couldn’t really kept the conversation on track, but that’s when my dad interfered, surprising me (and probably mom) with his language and temper. He started calm as usual, but not achieving any remorse or self-criticism from mom, ended up yelling things like “I fucking swear to god if you ever talk my daughter like this, I will fucking destroy you, and if you express no sign to understand what we are talking about, I will guarding Florence’s door 0-24, and I will fucking kill you on the spot, if you try to visit her or even phone her, or message her”. Mom ended up rushing out offended, but she either understood us or got frightened, because she showed up in the hospital maybe once or twice for the remaining weeks.
After that, dad told me that I am a good man and a good brother, and he is proud of me, and asked me to keep looking after Florence, and he left. He never told me (or to my knowledge, anybody) such things, after the door closed behind him, I bursted into tears. I don’t think it’s unmanly or immature to cry, but I basically never cried since I grown up. But now I cried over all the pain of the last months, like a baby, for hours. I was furious with mom, and I was touched by dad’s words. Florence was more important to me than anybody and anything in this world, basically the only person besides my dad who had serious importance to me, I would do literally anything for her.
I tried everything to help. I bought her what she needed in the hospital (a new phone as the old were destroyed, some cosmetics and stuff), and as a side project, I asked the doctors what changes would she need in her house to live comfortably. The doctors helped a lot, gave me the contact of the after-hospital medical treatment staff, organizations who meant for helping to adjust the living environment for people in this condition. I also acquired an ergonomics study which describes all the technical parameters, dimensions, etc. needed.
I’m very far from being a wealthy man, I mean I cannot afford a Ferrari or a private jet or a castle or such things, but I have a comfortable life, and giving up some of my comfort, I could easily support Florence through the upcoming years. And I was absolutely willing to do that.
I knew however she won’t accept neither money directly, nor anything what costs significant amount of money, and when I tried to even ask her if she needs anything, she made it clear that she will always strictly refuse any financial help from me. We were raised in a pretty poor family, I think that affects both of our views on finances, just differently.
So I hired some contractors behind her back and called some friends for favors, and we reviewed and changed Florence’s house. We demolished the stairs to the front door, replaced them with a ramp, moved the master bedroom to the ground floor, removed all the obstacles, completely renewed the ground floor bathroom and the toilet, removing the wall between them to make more room, lowered and extended the kitchen drawers, and basically made the upper floor just guest bedrooms and a bathroom. I also searched her mortgage and bank papers and made sure mortgage was paid in time (later a part of it were financed by the insurance anyway).
I consulted the doctors, they said she can receive professional nursing at home or she can live in an institute, but they supported the idea of her moving home instead, and me being her assistance, if I’m able and willing to do it. They also recommended a short nursing course which I took, and I also were given the contact of the physiotherapist who will take care the everyday exercises. I planned I will live in one of the guest bedroom upstairs for the first few days or weeks, then move back to the city and visit her daily.
When moving the master bedroom stuff, I found the drawer nobody talks about. Florence owned Ben wa balls, I think it’s nothing unusual for her age. But I also found something that could be a sign of an unusual kink. Of course I made sure no one working there would find them, but also I got pretty excited. I remembered our chats with Florence about unusual kinks, however we never specified them to each other. I only got one girlfriend years ago whom I shared this kink, and never exercised since. But that thing… is it possible we have the same kink? It could be present because of medical rather than sexual reasons, but there was a possibility.
I didn’t told Florence about anything we worked on. I felt maybe I invaded her privacy more than I supposed to do, and I also felt that if I tried to discuss it with her, she would forbid me to do anything, and she rather used the state-provided medical services for all her needs. Finally I told her I would be her assistance as needed, but somehow we never talked about what’s exactly gonna happen when she will be released.
The day slowly arrived when she can leave the hospital. I was just happy that she suddenly seemed much more calm and showed acceptance to her condition, she was of course still far from happy.
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Creampied and Playing with the Cum in Public
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While I can't really call it a dry spell, there have been times when conflicting work schedules make it a little tricky to stay as physically intimate as Isabelle and I like to be. Because of that, Isabelle seems to take a pleasure that borders on perverse in teasing and tantalising me right as I start readying myself to go. Whether that means climbing into the shower with me, undressing in front of me as I try to get my shoes on, or loudly and provocatively masturbating while I try to head for the door, she certainly knows exactly how to make me wonder, do I need my job or a taste of her body more?
This day was hardly different. I had work, she had the day off and plans to visit a fun new restaurant with a few friends from her own job. Despite knowing we both had places to be, she had spent the better part of the morning rubbing up against me, gripping at my hips, ass, and chest. I was entirely blameless, merely doing what anyone in my position would do: nibbling at her neck and slipping the occasional hand down her shorts to cup her ass or brush against her clit.
"I don't think I'll be able to wait for you to get home" she gasped "I'm going to have to masturbate as soon as I get back from brunch."
"Maybe even before..." I whispered as I snuck my hand deeper into her panties "these are soaked already."
"I don't have time, you know how I like to take my time and really make a mess, and they'll be here to pick me up any minute. Besides, if I start that there's no way you think you'll be leaving for work on time, is there?"
At this, she shook her hips and bounced her ass in the way that always drives me absolutely wild.
"Guess not, now you behave and make sure that you don't wear yourself out too much before I get home. Your outfit looks exquisite and I want you so badly I'm about to put a hole in my pants.
"A final smack on the ass and I turned to go.
"Fine, but don't work too late, since I'll be waiting for you like this to get home.
"Well, they say that duty calls, but booty calls too, and when I turned, I knew I had to answer. She was on her knees and elbows on the bed, ass in the air and long, strong legs proudly displayed. I couldn't help myself as she flexed to better display the goods. Covered only by a t-shirt and a pair of cute shorts, it left a bit to the imagination, and flattered the hell out of everything else.
I'm not sure if she expected me to come back into the room, but she definitely didn't expect the force with which I shoved her forward, or the gusto with which I grabbed the waistband of her shorts and dragged them down. Already her panties were visibly wet, and she wriggled with anticipation as I pulled them to the side, rubbing my fingers against her wet, gorgeous, and delicious pussy, but little did she know I had a different target in mind.
Any commentary or opinions she might have had vanished into a moan as I ran my tongue the length of her ass. My hands firmly parted her ass cheeks and I dove into that asshole like my life depended on it. Tonguing, licking, probing and teasing, neither of us had time for words. My fingers slipped inside of her pussy and began pumping in and out in time with the motions of my tongue. It didn't take long for the moans to rise in intensity until Isabelle bunched the sheets into a ball and bit down as her legs shook and her divine ass squeezed at my face.
Her ragged breath was like music to my ears, but I wasn't done. Slipping out of my own pants, I began to mount her, using the fingers that had so recently been inside her, I coated the length of my cock in her juices before slowly beginning to slide my cock into her pussy.
"Oh fuck, please, oh god, yes yes, yes, please!" If her moans had been an aphrodisiac, her words were almost enough to bring me to orgasm, right then and there.
Pinning her against the bed, I started pumping in and out, feeling her warm wetness coating my cock. As I built towards an orgasm of my own, I slid my thumb into her saliva slicked asshole, and told her that I was going to make sure she didn't forget about our plans for the evening while she was out. Instead of waiting, I was going to fill her perfect pussy with my cum right then and there. I didn't last long, but held off just long enough that we were able to cum together. Slowly sliding out of her, I jerked her hips back into the air and shifted her panties back into position. "Stay like that while I get your shorts back up," I suggested "I like the idea of you going around today leaking my cum out of you."
Isabelle tipped over onto her side and grinned at me "I'll let you know how it goes... if you're lucky I'll even send some pics." And finally I blew her a kiss and made a run for the door. So what if I was a little late, some things are worth it.
A couple hours later, I was back to work, and I had no doubt that Isabelle was having a better day than I was. Not that my day was bad, but it was hard to get my mind off being inside of her, frantically and passionately locked together.
\*Ding\* My phone pinged, and as I fished it out, I could see a message that served only to agitate me further. *Fuck I’m soaked. I’m so horny feeling your cum filling my panties ;)*
I fumbled with my phone, how do you even reply to that? *I love you <3* ended up being the only response I could muster as I tried not to think about my sudden erection.
*I had to got to the bathroom to check it out. I’m an absolute mess and I wish you were here to fill me up again.*
If I hadn’t been hard before, the attached image certainly put a shock to my system. It seemed she’d taken a picture in a cafe washroom and her fingers were plunged deep into her panties, it looked like if she wasn’t plenty messy before, she would be now.
*Will text later, I’m gonna try to get off real quick before this gets suspicious. Hope you’re up to fuck your cum deep inside me again tonight ;)*
I’m in love.
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[MF] My ONS With a Woman I Met on a "Conventional" Internet Dating Site
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As always, names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent.
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TL;DR I met a woman through a "conventional" internet dating site, and we had a very interesting night of sex, in what turned out to be a one-night stand.
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I went through this phase, when I hit 30, where I decided to find FWB types of relationships through regular/conventional internet dating sites. Previously I'd tried one of the major "adult" dating sites (swingers, casual sex, etc) and the action for me there was absolutely zilch. So I figured, "what the heck," and decided to see if I could identify women on a conventional dating site who were looking for FWB and more. Ideally I wanted to find someone that I could swing with, but first things first. As an aside, I was very interested in swinging at that time. I'm still into extracurriculars now, as you've possibly seen in stuff that I've posted here before, but I'm not so much into the *lifestyle* aspect of adult activities anymore.
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You might be thinking to yourself, "what a terrible idea," but really things went a *lot* better than I would have ever expected. Now I didn't just lead (my responses to ads) with "hey baby let's fuck" or "U available" or "show me your tits" or "wanna swing" or anything stupid like that. In general I'd find ads, with or without pictures (this took place in 2000 where smartphones were not close to being a thing), where the writing was good and the woman who posted the ad mentioned something like "looking for excitement" and/or "not looking for anything serious". It was a starting point at least.
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Nothing happened at first. I'd exchange emails with some women but then it would kind of fizzle. Then I found the ad that changed the game. Initially was on a +/- swing of 5 years, but once I changed my search to be no less than 5 years of my age and up to and including greater than 20 years of my age, I found Trish's ad. She was 50 at the time. Her picture was okay, but the writing was great and the contents of her ad were somewhat suggestive. Naturally I was curious, so I wrote a fun and slightly flirty response to her.
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It's not that I was into MILFs, or the "milfy" things that they do, at the time. I'm not even sure that "cougar" was a term that was used back then. It was that I wanted to share what I thought of as "pure sex" with a woman, and to take the steps with her that I just mentioned. Trish and I just happened to be on the same page, or so I thought.
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She wrote me back the next day, and with each back and forth our responses got more and more suggestive. Finally she gave me her number, and asked that I give her a call. Interesting!
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Sunday night rolled around and I dialed Trish's number. I liked the sound of her voice, kinda soft, tone a little bit lower than I'd expect. She kinda purred, and I was into that part of it. However, outside of learning about her recent divorce -- the "dead bedroom" and all -- it was a bit awkward, as these internet meetings can be. I made reference to the "very interesting" emails we'd been exchanging, and suddenly she switched gears. We essentially started having phone sex, and it rolled up on me fast.
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She asked me how I liked a woman to be dressed. I mentioned my affinity for a woman wearing high heels, oh, and of course thongs. :-). She told me that she made a mental note. Then she said that she was also into women. She told me that she was "three holes" (never heard that term before then). She said that she was into being shared, whether that be in a threesome or finding another couple to swap with. She reiterated that she wasn't into anything serious, but she was looking for a "special friend" to hang out with on a regular basis. During the banter, I made some off-colored remark about "leathermen", and she literally, well, she took it literally. Then she dropped the bombshell on me: she was very, very much into watching two men together, and that her ex left her with his leather stuff -- and that she was into seeing me in nothing but chaps and a vest, and because we're both large specimens, her ex's stuff would probably fit me. A mushroom cloud suddenly appeared in my head. I thought that my head was going to explode. I just sat there with a slack jaw. For all of the years of my clandestine activity with other men, and this included my prior relationship with Linda and Bob, for the most part I thought that women thought it was "gay" and "horrible" that men would enjoy sexual relationships with one another. This was the first time that a woman actually told me that it excited her, and as noted, I was completely floored.
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As Trish continued on in discussing her hotness for male-male action, she eventually realized that I wasn't saying anything, and asked me if the cat got my tongue; I was then open about the fact that her revelation floored me. She said, "maybe you and I should find you a boy toy sometime, a boy toy that we can share." Holy fucking shit.
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Needless to say that I wanted to meet Trish in real life. We decided to meet that Saturday at a place in Boston. She said that she wanted to get dressed up, and I said that I would do the same. I ended up wearing this underwear that could best be described as "stripper-like", and got a body wax ahead of our date.
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The place that Trish selected was shitty. It was a dive for college students. The food looked terrible. The music, and I say this as someone who loves music, was god awful and *super loud*. Plus she was late, like 45 minutes late, which truly pissed me off. At that point I was pretty sure that she just fucked with me and that I was going to be stood up. I was about to leave when she entered the restaurant, or at least my best guess about how she actually looked -- should the grainy picture on the dating site be believed.
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She was taller than I expected, and her hair had this dyed-blonde-with-dark-roots-cut-into-a-bob style that was the rage back then. Or maybe it wasn't the rage back then, but I used to see it a lot in 2000. Plus she was wearing this ankle-length faux fur coat and some kind of high-heeled boots. And she was also wearing way too much makeup, but again, while I don't care for that look usually, she was pulling it off really well. My first thoughts were, "well, I'm pissed that she's late, I'm doubly pissed that we're all dressed up and standing in this god-forsaken restaurant, but if we have a nice dinner elsewhere then I'm going to be fucking this woman a few short hours from now."
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Over the loud music I could barely hear her telling me that I was a lot taller than she expected -- and that she thought that I was a good-looking man. Or maybe she said that she was glad that I am a man. Regardless, I said that we should get out of there, and I took her hand as we strolled through downtown Boston. One of the menus caught her eyes at a place that was the exact opposite of her original choice, but, sure, let me spring for this meal. Pussy and maybe exploring kinks were on my mind at that moment.
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The maitre'd took our coats, and to my surprise they had a table available on a busy Saturday night. Trish was a good looking woman, maybe a little bit of a tummy, but the curves and how she dressed (plus the purposefully overdone makeup) really caught my attention. Her blouse was sporting a *ton* of cleavage. Her skirt was -- at best -- upper thigh. She wore some kind of nylons or leggings underneath, and her boots went over her knees. Maybe I wasn't the only one who had visions of fucking on that night? It was almost like Maury Povich was sitting on my shoulder and told me that a women shouldn't dress like that in public, because they could get raped. Then again, Maury Povich is terrible... *and wrong*. "shaft\_right\_on, you are *not* the father! shaft\_right\_on, *you've been dressing too sexy*!" HAHA!
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We ordered some drinks, and conversation was kind of awkward at first. The second round in, however, is when Trish started opening up. "So I think I did something that you'll like," she said. Of course I was all like, "oh, and what would *that* be?" In the middle of a crowded, upscale Boston restaurant on a Saturday night, Trish proceeded to unbutton 3 or 4 buttons on her blouse, and pulled the blouse apart so that I could see what was underneath. She was wearing this red rubber (or latex?) bustier or bra of some kind, and she gave her nipples each a couple of pinches such that they ended up poking through the thing. Then she pulled the blouse back together and (mostly) buttoned back up again. I was totally agape, and told her how great she looked. I used my peripheral vision to see if anybody was looking; yet nobody in the restaurant seemed to notice, which was totally hot and awesome. And yes, this was *exactly* how it happened.
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We hit a bar after dinner then went to this this music club, where we danced. I was sick of being out at around 1am or so, so I said that I was going to call it, and asked her how she was going to get home. She said that she'd get a cab or something. I insisted that I drive her home, because in reality I was all amped up -- and wanted to drive *it* home, like *repeatedly*. She agreed, and we drove on 93N a bit, all the while with my hand on her knee, before we got to her place. She asked if I wanted to come up, and of course I did, so I did.
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She asked that we take off our shoes, or in her case, boots, and also asked that I hang up her coat, which I also did with mine. I was sad that she took those sexy-ass boots off. I wanted to fuck her right there while she wore them, but patience is a virtue I suppose.
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Trish asked if she could make me a hot toddy, and I obliged. We sat there on her loveseat, the apartment being a total dump, basically, with Christmas lights (in March), boxes everywhere, pictures leaned against the walls, mostly zero furniture, and a rug that had visible stains... even in the semi darkness of it all, and drank our toddies. Out of the blue she said that she had something to show me. From underneath her coffee table, the rare piece of furniture in the place, she pulled out a "fuck me" type of stiletto heel -- my guess was that it was a 5" heel, but I didn't happen to stop at Home Depot before the date to buy a measuring tape -- with this ankle strap. Only this ankle strap was special because it featured a padlock. I had never seen anything like this before, just like aliens dropped this shoe from space and suddenly a civil war broke out in Somalia or something as they argued over who would possess it (there was a movie similar to this theme, but only it involved an empty soda bottle). She dropped the heel into my hand, and I examined it.
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And then she started asking questions.
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"This is a pretty hot shoe, isn't it?" she asked.
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"Well, I guess so," I replied.
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"What do you mean 'you guess so'? You said that you liked heels, right? I *bought these for you*."
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"Well, yeah, it's a pretty hot 'shoe', but there's a problem."
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"Oh, and what's that?" she replied, taking a sip from her toddy before snapping the heel out of my hands and tossing it back under the coffee table.
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"That you're not wearing them."
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"Fuck you, dude!" she blurted. She was being playful, but at the same time, and clearly, I had gotten under her skin. "Fine, you want me to wear them, then... here." She walked over to a pile of stuff near one of the walls and tossed this heavy stuff on to my lap. Then she unlocked each padlock on the straps of the heels and tossed the key into my lap -- before disappearing into what I assumed was the bedroom.
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I kind of sat there in a daze for a couple of minutes. We had a cordial night, she wants me to fuck her, and I want to fuck her, but... what's missing here? The passion, the lead up, the fun and flirtation before what should be a dynamite night: that's what's missing. Still, maybe we would have sexual chemistry, and she would end up becoming the FWB/swing partner that I was looking for. I examined what she sat on my lap, and sure enough it was the leather vest and chaps that she had spoken of days before.
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As I heard zippers being unzipped in the other room and all kinds of shuffling to suggest that something was about to happen, I stripped down and... put on this leather vest and... the chaps. The *fucking* *chaps*. I'm not the Marlboro Man, and he (or one of them) died of cancer, I believe. I had this internal debate about whether or not I should wear my obscene stripper thong with this combo, and I guess that in a metrosexual way (at the time) I said that it didn't match, so I just stood there in this vest and chaps, my ass completely sticking out, my fsp (fat and shitty penis) fully erect, and waited for the other shoe -- pun intended -- to drop.
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Full disclosure: I don't like the way that my penis looks soft, he says in a Larry David / Jerry Seinfeld voice. It is soft and skinny and short. Michaelangelo did "David", and as we all know, it's an iconic sculpture, but also that "David" has no dick, just like that guy from the original "Ghostbusters". Ahem. But when I get hard it comes to life and is somehow super thick. I should see a doctor about this. HAHA! Then when it gets soft right after I've been hard it's got this nice hang with ample thickness. To get the dick aesthetic that I wanted, I literally read this "Reader's Digest" that was sitting on the coffee table -- ahead of Trish presenting herself to me, and as I looked down at my guy he seemed to be in a good state. I was just hoping that she wouldn't be that much longer. Her leatherman was waiting!
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And then the bedroom door creaked. I only went to Trish's apartment once, but I think that the entire apartment creaked. As an aside, Boston is a special place, and feel free to visit any random apartment as often as you can. HAHA!
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In any case, out she strutted wearing basically nothing but this sheer black camisole, what turned out to be a g-string, and those fuck-me stilettos. You could tell that she locked the locks, because with each purposeful step towards me, you could see the locks bouncing on the ankle straps. Was this fucking hot? You bet!
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As she approached, I motioned for Trish to turn for me, which she did. She stopped, waggled her hips, quickly turned one way and then quickly turned the other way. Yup, tiny string up her crack. It was totally a g-string. Then she surprised me by motioning *me* to turn. Really?! Okay, that's cool.
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Next thing I know she's tucked up behind me, one hand massaging my nipple through the open vest, and the other going straight for my puckered asshole. OMG OMG OMG OMG! Sensory overload! Maverick's in trouble and he's headed out to sea!
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I grabbed her hand from my nipple as I spun around, my fsp, slapping itself left and right given my abrupt movements. Yes, I was too close for missiles, so I was switching to guns, or I guess a gun. My love gun? No, that's fucking weird.
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Then we kissed for the first time. Trish was a pretty good kisser. My hands were all over her, and she basically grabbed my fsp and shoved it in between her thighs. I could feel her warmth and slickness through her barely-there g-string. Thing is? She didn't emote *at all*. Usually there's a moan or a grunt or something that shows one's joy, but not on that night.
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She didn't remove the heels (she couldn't) as I went down on her on her loveseat, her legs resting on my shoulders. She came the first time from me going down on her (I could taste it, and her squirt hit my tongue); she actually tasted quite good and pleasant.
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Trish's head game wasn't that bad, but she just gave good head *without looking at me for a second*. We ended up on the filthy carpet for a 69. I think that the *fucking chaps* were a good luck charm, and as a result I didn't die from a bacterial infection by writhing around on that carpet. Or something.
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The only thing that Trish said during that whole time was when I was about to enter her. "Go raw, go raw!" she insisted. Granted, sheathing up would be short lived, but I took her the first time by bending her over the sofa, by having her ride me on the nasty carpet, but standing on my tiptoes to fuck her as she laid on her back on the kitchen island, as she rode me as I sat on the edge of her bathtub, and finally I finished in the condom as she sat on my lap at the edge of her futon.
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We ended up crashing on her futon at maybe 3am or so, me still wearing the *fucking chaps*. During the night I had dreams about how the night *should've played out,* how the sex should've been way hotter, how I like fucking raw, how basically it was all pretty hot in theory, but not really that hot in practice. Still, I started sleep fucking Trisha raw, and soon we were just straight up fucking.
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Maybe she was half asleep, but she was still kind of showing no emotion as I fucked her slow, pounded her as hard as I possibly could, stuck my finger in her ass as I took her doggy, and so on. I even held her down as she rode me, pounding her underside as I grunted before shooting a rope into her. Still, nothing. Wow, just wow.
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We dozed off again then my Nextel did it's patented "we need you right now" beeping at around 6am. The network operator on the other side of the phone was totally paranoid, and basically yelling about this system down alert. It woke Trish up, and she knew that it was real. I had to pee, then she excused herself to pee, then I got dressed (sans my stripper underwear, which I could not find), scooping up her g-string and shoving it into my back pocket before she got out of the bathroom.
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I dug the key to her heels out of the couch cushions and handed it to her on the way out the door (she was still naked, well, except for the fucking hot heels).
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I headed to the data / computing center kind of smelling like sex, but to my credit I wasn't wearing the *fucking chaps*. I fixed the shit that needed fixing then headed home and crashed for 12 hours.
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I figured that was it. She wanted to do it, I wanted to do it, she came at least a couple of times (as did I), but she wasn't that into it for a repeat performance. And neither was I, really. I've always liked a woman who's got *gusto* in the bedroom department, basically no matter how kinky. So I figured that was it. I wish we had that chemistry because I liked the idea of the whole thing: the passion, experiencing something new with a "special friend", the lot of it.
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Okay, so that's not entirely true. She apparently was *quite* into it. She just kept calling and calling and calling and emailing and emailing and emailing. The worst of the calls happened when my parents were visiting. I happened to get called in the middle of their second night in town, and as was par for the course, they'd hear the answering machine pick up, then they'd take notes about who called and what they said.
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When my mother was bent out of shape later the same morning, I asked my dad what was up. "Oh," he said. "Do you know someone named Trish?"
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"Uh, yeah," I squinted my eyes.
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"Well, she called this morning and said that she 'still wants your dick'. Your mother is kind of upset about having written that down."
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And that's, again, *exactly* how it happened. In a way I thought about calling Trish, but how can you tell someone that you wish that they would show that they enjoyed pleasure? You can't. I actually enjoyed the *idea* of fucking Trish, and hoped that maybe more practice would bring perfection, but not the actual results.
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I ended up with a delightfully inappropriate girlfriend about 3 months after that, but that's a story for another time.
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My Yearly Checkup [M44/F33] [Femdom] [Anal]
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Some time ago it was time. The time of of the year. Time to something I never was looking forward too: My yearly physical. Once a year I head over to my doctors office to give myself a proper checkup. To see if my body is still up and running. And to please my insurance.
The last years checkup was the last one with my old doctor. He was an awesome physician, he had humor, we got along with each other when we were dealing with each other. But on our last get together, I was visiting his office for a few stitches, to close op a cut, he told me that he had enough of the daily grind. He loved his job, but he was retiring.
It didn’t really took me by surprise, because he wasn’t the youngest anymore, but it still bothered me. Because finding a good doctor, it is a tough thing to do. But after he told me that he’d retire, he also told me that his daughter would take over his office. And that I might give her a try. I followed my doctor’s advice.
About two weeks later I drove to my yearly checkup. In the car I wasn’t thinking that much, I wasn’t nervous or anything, just slightly annoyed, because who loves to visit a doctor. But well, it had to be done.
After arriving at my destination I got out of my car, then I went up on the second floor to my doctor’s office and there I knocked at the door. About a minute later someone opened up the door: It was a familiar face. It was the same receptionist as always. She asked me in and we went over to the receptionist’s counter. There I had to fill out some paperwork and then I got sent into the waiting room. The receptionist excused herself for it to happen, but the doctor was dealing with an emergency right now.
About twenty minutes later, I spent the time browsing some news feeds on my phone the receptionist showed up again and guided me into the examination room. There an assistant was already waiting for me. She told me to get undressed, I could keep my underwear on if I wanted too. So I got undressed.
Once my clothes were off she told me to sit down on the examination table. Then the doctor finally showed up. She was about thirty three years old and I must admit, she caught my eyes. She had some curves and a face I liked looking at. Luckily I wasn’t popping hard wood the moment she entered the room.
When she was next to me she gave me her hand and properly introduced herself. She also mentioned that she was happy that I stuck with her after being a patient of her father for an eternity. I told her no worries.
Then she sent the assistant out and the examination began. She checked my reflexes, she listened in on my breathing, she checked my blood pressure, she took some blood samples, she put me on a scale and so on and so on.
When all the testing was done, she also gave me a proper full body examination. She checked my skin, she checked my everything while taking a closer look at every inch of my body. Once she was done with it, she asked me one question: “When have you last seen a urologist?”
Without hesitation I gave her an honest answer: “Never.”
A not very pleased expression appeared on her face: “That is not good at all. I have a degree on the field too, do you want me to take a look at your butt and your man parts?”
A few seconds of thinking inner me shrug his shoulders, my mouth opened and she got an answer: “Okay. Why not.”
Now a smirky, maybe a little bit devilish smile appeared on her face: “Okay. Then get out of your underwear, get off the examination table, bent over it and we start with your backside.”
To this day I don’t know exactly why it happened, maybe it was the expression on my doctor’s face or the way she pronounced the words above, but a shiver went through my body when she gave me that order.
While I went in position she went over to the desk standing in front of the window. There she took a fresh set off rubber gloves and got a big bottle of lube out of a drawer. When she was back she went in position behind me. While doing so she told me to relax, to take a few deep breaths in and out.
Once she was behind me she drowned one of her hands in lube. While reminded me to breath in and out. Then I felt something cold on my asshole. Then I felt her putting pressure on my dirty hole. And then finally I felt something sliding up my ass.
The moment her finger slid inside me a moan another shiver went through my body. Her pushing inside me, she took her time while doing so, felt good. It even aroused me. My dick got rock hard. And moan escaped my throat.
Yes, it was a first time for me. It was the first time of something going up my ass. And I was surprised that it felt so damn fucking good. The doctor, she realized what was going on. She noticed the hard wood between my legs. She told me that it was okay. That it was happening a lot when she was doing a prostate exam.
When she hit my prostate, another shiver went through my body. Another moan escaped my throat. A signal for her to keep on going. She brought a second finger into the game. It made it all even better. It made me moan out even louder.
Then her fingers went in and out of my dirty hole. Yes, my own doctor was finger fucking my asshole. And I loved what she was doing. I was moaning out loud. My meanwhile only half hard dick was spitting out pre cum. I began to drift off. I began to loose myself. And she kept on going.
A third finger went inside me. She was stretching out my tight hole. It felt nothing but awesome. Three fingers were going in and out of my asshole and hitting the right spots while doing so. My more than just intense moaning was filling the room. My eyes were running in circles. Fuck it, why hadn’t I came up with the idea to stick something up my ass earlier?
My doctor gave me one thrust after the other. While saying things like “Yes, everything looks fine. But we have to keep on going a little bit longer.”
And a little bit longer we kept on going.
Some inner heat was building up. Sweat began to ran down my body. It felt good. And I felt something more, some previously unknown tension building up inside me. All while she gave me thrust after thrust.
And then finally, boom. I had my first full body orgasm from anal only. My legs were trembling, my body was shaking, my balls unloaded themselves through my meanwhile limp dick. What an awesome experience.
My doctor, as soon as she saw that I had an orgasm, gentle pulled her fingers out of my ass. Then she disposed of the rubber gloves while I was regaining myself. While I was returning inside my body.
Once she saw that I was myself again she told me to get back up. She told me that today’s examination was over. That I did well, and that she was thinking that everything will be fine. But she told me that she wasn’t able to finish the job. That I would have to come back in a week or two. Then she would finish my physical and we could talk about the blood test results.
Still sweat covered me nodded with his head. While having a more than just relaxed, satisfied expression on his face. Once the doctor realized that I had understood what she was saying, she kept on going: “Get a new appointment from my receptionist. Get dressed now. And feel free to leave.”
Then my doctor left the examination room. I got dressed and the moment I put on my last piece the assistant came into the room. She was there to clean up. To get my cum off the examination table and off the floor. She went to work when I was on my way out. And it looked like it was the most normal, the most ordinary thing for her to do.
On my way out of the doctor’s office I made a break at the receptionist’s counter. There I told the receptionist what the doctor had told me and I got a new appointment, exactly two weeks later. Then I said goodbye and left for work. With a more than just satisfied expression on my face. Thinking that this was my best visit to a doctor ever. And somewhat happy that I had discovered a new kink.
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[B/S][M/D] I'm visiting my parents and I spent a night in a hotel my with mom. Plus, the aftermath of things with my sister.
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Ok, I’m just going to pick up where we left off.
In shock, I was left there kind of thinking she was right about everything she said, but also being hurt by everything she said.
All night, I tossed and turned, and the more I thought about it, the more hurt I felt. Like, I wasn’t doing anything other than offering an invite. It was THE most innocent type of interaction I’m capable of doing. Why was she like this after having such a pleasant night together on friday?
On top of that, the whole hotel thing. That came out of nowhere.
Obviously I’m not gonna stay in the house if things are like this. I looked into changing my flight to go back asap. But I couldn’t do it. It would’ve been like $2,000 to change the flight.
But that doesn't mean I need to stay in the house.
In the morning I felt like shit. Just absolute garbage. I didn’t know what to do with myself. It was 5:30 and I had to get up.
After making some coffee and sitting to contemplate my choices, lol, my dad woke up and joined me for a bit. He had a work breakfast and was starting to get ready. While we talked, I was tempted to share everything with him. Not to “confess” or anything, but to get some advice on what to do.
I opened my mouth to start talking, but couldn’t bring myself to it. I explained I couldn’t sleep. That the couch felt uncomfortable the whole night - thinking of an excuse. He responded with “Well, if you want, there’s room in my bed. You can catch up on sleep. Plus, you know your mom likes being a big spoon.”
That was almost ironically funny. I said “maybe,” and left it there. Before dad left, I came to him and said “um, is there any furniture at grandma’s?”
“The beds and the couch, everything else is gone. Why?” he responded. I thought for a moment, because I hadn’t thought of a reason why I could possibly be asking that. Eventually, some muttering came out of me, “I just…” another thinking pause took place, “ I feel like maybe I need a little bit of space for myself. Would I be able to go stay there?” I asked, having done my very best to come up with something reasonable.
“Ah yes… I mean, it’d be a lot easier if you just jerked off in the shower.” He joked. Although he very much meant it as a throwaway comment, it reminded me that my parents aren’t aware of the ins and outs. And that I should probably do my best to act as normal as possible. We wrapped up the conversation with him insisting I waited for the cleaner to come and do the whole place. That’s something that was yet to be done and timing worked out such that they would be going over there today.
It seemed reasonable to spend the night at a hotel. Before it was time for me to leave, I basically hid in the office. I had my bag packed and everything before anyone else woke up and I just awkwardly waited until the early afternoon. Like a sick dog lol.
I mean, I’ll admit, it was really pathetic. But I just didn’t want to see my sister. Or be in her space.
At around 1pm, it felt like it was time to leave. My original intention was not to spend the whole day out at a cafe, or a public place like that. But I couldn’t help it, the house was absolutely not the place for me to be.
Once again, in an ironically funny turn of events, I learned my sister hadn’t been home for most of the day. I told mom I’d be spending the night at a hotel and that I would probably spend a few more away.
She could tell I was afraid right away. She tried to poke around for info, but I didn’t give her much. Telling her didn’t seem right at the time.
The rest of the afternoon was spent at a coffee shop and, I made a reservation over the phone and, around 4pm, I went to the hotel.
As soon as the check in was done, I went down to the hotel bar and just poked around work stuff. Without even noticing, I got 4 drinks into my night.
I honestly don’t even know how to describe my feelings at the time. Weird, but for lack of a better word, I’d say I was… bored? Like I just felt this overwhelming sense of apathy. With everything. Almost like just being real tired or shrugging your shoulders and saying “Life, am I right?”
Before dinner I got a text from mom “What are you doing for dinner? Have you eaten yet?”
Although I knew it was a bad idea, I didn’t really care and ended up telling her she could join me if she wanted to. And so she did.
By the time mom got to the hotel restaurant, I was pretty drunk. Nothing too crazy. Just a solid drunk.
We had dinner and she made a very obvious effort to not touch the topic at all. Soon enough we were deep in conversation about everything else. “It was nice to spend that time with you and dad,” I said, taking advantage of a conversation lul. Her tone made it look like it was a significant topic for her. “Yeah, it made me feel very in love. It made me realize I needed to reconnect with him. Especially after your grandma. It was all just so different for both of us. I told him I wanted to go back to the ‘old us’ and he seemed almost relieved by it.”
To give you a little context, my grandma’s death looked very different for each of my parents. When grandma started to get worse, my mom was the one that started taking care of her. For several months, she was mostly the one doing all the physical work, most of the… cleaning. The idea was that dad would make sure everything at work stayed stable and mom would step in to help with grandma.
Even for grandma, everything started to feel like too much. She’d joke “I’m so fucking ready to die,” all the time. And we believe her. SO we think that for both her and mom the death came with a general sense of relief or peace. While for dad it felt like he didn't take care of her enough. That’s the main reason why they were in such different places in the aftermath of everything.
Dinner continued and it seemed to have been a very vulnerable time for mom. She seemed like she was coming out of therapy. And, I mean, good. It’s not like I was much in the mood to talk about myself.
Just before I ordered the check, the thought came to me. And I stopped and told myself not to. But for some reason, I can’t tell you why, I couldn’t stop.
I ordered a bottle of wine to go and said to mom, “do you want to come upstairs and keep chatting?”
With mom’s “sure” we headed upstairs. At this point, I know what I was doing. The whole “I didn’t realize what I did until it was done” wasn’t happening this time. Even being drunk, it was so deliberate.
We got to the room and mom went to the washroom really quick. While I waited, I poured us a glass of wine and went out to the balcony. God, the anticipation was just killing me. The sense of apathy had been gone for long enough that I felt almost my normal self.
Only a minute or so later, mom joined me. She came out talking about how full she was, absolutely unrelated. We made small talk for a moment. “I never used to be able see stars. It’s fun to see them now.” I said. I just got my prescription updated since like high school. So it’d been a while since I had seen the stars lol.
While I looked up, I could see mom out of the corner of my eye, just staring at me. When I turned, her concern was incredibly apparent. “What’s wrong baby? Know you’re hurt.”
For two seconds, I stood quiet in front of her. I don’t know why, but looking into her eyes, ,seeing real concern triggered something in me and just… absolutely let go. A giant wave of guilt, regret, sadness absolutely took over me.
It’s like everything that I had been holding on for the last 24 hours…. For the last 4 months came over me at once. Before I could finish saying “nothing. I’m fine.” I began to cry.
And booooy did I cry like a baby. Just an absolute mess. Seeing this, mom rushed to hug me.
“It’s ok. It’s ok,” she would whisper, “I love you so much. You’re so loved.” As an almost 30 year old, it’s been a while since I sobbed in my mom’s arms.
And when I say sobbing, I mean it. I was full on losing my shit.
We moved to the bed and mom just held me. She kept telling me I didn’t need to tell her; that it was ok. And that she was there. That she loved me and she was there for me.
Although she was going for the ‘shit to say to someone that’s crying’ classics, it worked. It really was the comfort I needed.
Without really asking me, mom told me she’d text dad and tell him she would spend the night with me. “I’ve had a few drinks, either way. I should probably not drive,” she reasoned.
I didn’t say anything. Nor did I oppose it, to be honest. It was nice to have someone there with me.
While she petted my hair, I started to come back to myself. The silence we steeped in let me think about everything that’s happened and how I feel about things.
It’s clear things with my sister are gone beyond repair. And I guess I’ll have to be fine with that. I'm not here to force anyone to be my friend, lol. Obviously I’m never going to close the door to her, but I genuinely don’t think she wants anything to do with me.
Telling her about what’s happened with mom feels like it would be too weird. Too out of nowhere. But I’ll try to find a time to do it before I leave. I mean, it’s not like there’s anything to lose. The bridge is burnt. So if she ever chooses to try to reconnect as siblings, it’s better if she does it knowing all the information.
Resignation was pretty much the only feeling I was left with.
About 15 minutes later mom shook me gently, to wake me up. I’d dozed off. We changed and went to bed in our underwear and a t-shirt.
Mom and I cuddled extremely tight all night. Even though her butt was rubbing against my dick it felt non sexual for the most part.
For the most part…
Around 6:00 am, the light woke us both up. I woke up feeling pretty new. That sense of resignation that started last night, had completely taken over by now.
“Oh. Good morning,” mom said, looking at the sheets being raised by my morning boner. “Whatever,” I thought, “this is all I got now…”
I pushed the sheet down and took my dick out and said “oh, good morning.”
She responded “I’m assuming you’ve woken up feeling a little better.” Before she was even done speaking, I had already grabbed my dick and started stroking it.
Mom didn’t waste any time. Once her t-shirt was off, she laid on her back and slowly caressed her body, almost priming herself for what was about to happen.
That morning drowsiness was still very present. It took so much energy to take my shirt off, but it felt so liberating when I did. Even though I was already playing with my dick, it wasn’t until my bare back touched the sheets that it felt like I had made a full decision, deliberately so.
Mom’s hands hadn’t made it into her underwear yet, she was just looking at my dick, and caressing her skin.
I stroked myself with my right hand, my left one wasn't sure where to land. It would sometimes rest on my stomach, then other times it would fall to the side and lightly graze mom’s thigh.
Eventually, mom’s hand grabbed it and squeezed it tight, and her other hand finally ventured into her panties.
A sleepy moan escaped her when she finally touched her clit. Our hands squeezed harder together and her back arched.
She seemed fully submerged in the moment. As her body squirmed, she let go of my hand to get naked. I followed suit by taking my boxers off all the way.
I could only see the very top of her partially shaved pussy. But her breasts were in full display. She rubbed them gently every time her one hand passed by them as it traveled from the bottom of her neck, to the end of her abdomen.
Being as hard as ever, my dick pulsated in my hand with every stroke. “Omg, I’m so hard,” came out of me, almost by accident. It’s like I didn't realize I said it until after it was done.
This seemed to remind mom I was there. Until now, she’d kept her eyes closed. “Oh my..” she said, looking at me going at it furiously.
She rearranged her pillows so her body would be leaned a little more against the headboard. Her tits were right next to my face now. And because she’d rotated a little, I could now see her pussy a lot better.
Because my arm next to her was a little uncomfortable, I slid it under her pillows and went around her. So basically, I hugging her closer to me, and my hand rested on her lower back.
Without saying anything, mom let one of her breasts touch my face, and my first instinct was to put it in my mouth. When I started kissing it, mom said, “omg baby, touch my pussy. See how wet I am.”
I used the hand that was behind her. It had to quickly pass over her asshole to make it to the opening of her pussy. She was absolutely soaked. Her hand started going faster once the very tip of my finger teased her pussy.
Her juices were absolutely out of control, I could feel them climbing both my arm and up her ass. Although I wanted to keep going further inside her, my arm was in too uncomfortable a position to reach, so finally I relaxed it and let it rest in her general bum hole area.
A loud moan came out of mom then. She was enjoying that even more than the pussy teasing. “Do it,” she said, without further instructions.
Slowly, I let my middle finger start venturing into her asshole. She closed her eyes and pushed her breasts harder against my face. Making it even harder to breathe.
Her hand was going a thousand miles an hour. I stroked my dick at the same pace.
It was almost difficult not to shove my finger in all at once because of how wet and messy she was. Short of halfway down my finger, I stopped. The feeling of my mother’s asshole palpitating around it made my dick even harder.
Mom’s moans pushed me over the edge and, as she started to get herself closer, I came. I did nothing but push my face against my mom’s chest. I felt like my nose was about to break.
She came shortly after, letting me feel each tightening pulse with my finger inside her. Our breathing slowed down and I pulled my finger out.
We proceeded to take individual showers and had breakfast together. The whole time we both went back and forth between giggling and being quiet.
The silences coming from. Experiencing a “who cares now?” feeling followed by “what just happened?”
I spent most of my day at the hotel, and when it was time to check out, I stayed at the restaurant, working.
Mom and I have been texting all day. And I think it’s about time I tell her about my sister.
Alright, that’s all the typing I have in me.
Take care.
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[F] Homeoffice Cum Bunny
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At the beginning of this week i was on a short vacation with my dad so my boyfriend had to handle his horny ithoutme for a week. Because i had pity i said him that he can do what and whenever he wants once im back\~
I returned quite late so he was already sleeping but when i woke up he already prepared my bunny suite for me. Even tho i had to work that day i put it on for him .. i mean i said "whenever" and im doing homeoffice anyway. Luckily were not required to have a webcam running, but talking with my colleges in a sexy outfit was still thrilling and my bf seemed to enjoy the view .. atleast until he realised that meeting will be going on for the next few hours.
At some point he started to apporach me from behind and started to fondle my breasts beneath the suite. I only had to talk verry little and am muted otherise vut he didnt stopped at all when i had to talk turning it into a even more thrilling situation. i could feel his buldge in my back so i decided i can be nice and offer him some hand, starting to stroke him. We were fondling each other for a while until my colleges voices just turned into background noice. I already totaly forgot about them as he started to push me back until he grabbed me and threw me onto my bed. He climed on top and started to use my mouth - i could feel and hear that he didnt came for some time but before he finished we noticed my name coming from the laptop. I wanted to jump up immediatly but he pushed me back and unmuted for me
While i started to answer my colleges, still on my back in the bunnysuite he grabbed my hand and used it to stroke his dick telling me to continue that way, i was doing quite slow to make no noise but the situation didnt seem to only turn me on because it didnt took long until he cum on my bunny covered belly. he managed to stay silent what made me quite glad, but i also hadnt much time to complain. He stopped me with his hand when i wanted to wipe his cum and i continued laying on my bed until he started to take some image, i wanted to complain but since my colleges would hear it all i was forced to remain silent.
In the end i ended up wearing the cum and bunnysuite for the rest of my work and it made me feel so slutty \~
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[B/S] Jealousy sex
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So, I kinda come off as a dick in this story, but I promise it all works out.
The other night May and I and a group of our friends went out to a fast food place to grab a late night dinner. It was a lot of fun. As we’re heading back, the conversation turns to sex in relationships and stuff. One of our friends had just gotten into a relationship and was complaining that her new boyfriend wasn’t very good in bed. The conversation gets on to preferences and one of my (female) friends remarks in private that if she didn’t have a long-distance boyfriend she and I could’ve been friends with benefits. I laughed it off, for obvious reasons.
After everyone else goes to their rooms, it’s just May and I hanging out and I make a joke about the offer. Well, turns out it was the best mistake I ever make. May gets a little forlorn and then we have passionate sex. It was crazy. She was trying to prove something because I had her legs wrapped around me pressed against a wall. And we’ve never done that before. After a couple rounds we cuddled and I made her talk about her emotions and I made sure she knew I would never EVER leave her. Apparently jealousy is still a problem even in incestuous relationships. Who would’ve thought?
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[F] Deepthroat Distraction
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It's ironic how things don't stay 'normal' or 'stable' for very long. Just as you find your footing, the ride starts moving again. Gotta brace yourself and grab whatever is close by so you don't fall on your face (or your ass). The human body is resilient at recovering from life's little bumps and bruises. It's those confounded big pitfalls you always gotta be leary and cautious about. Finding myself feeling somewhat steady for the first time in a long time, I knew trouble was lurking. What form would it take this time?
It started with an unexpected Valentine's Day surprise and certainly not a good one. I woke up that morning to the worst pain, on the right side of my pelvis. I got up and used the bathroom and found Mother Nature had blessed me almost 2 weeks early with my lady time. I begrudgingly got ready for work and went about my day.
As the week progressed, I was about ready to yeet my uterus into oblivion and forget ever looking back. Never in my 30ish years of womanhood have I ever suffered this much. I never gave birth either, but I was particularly glad now I hadn't had that experience in my life.
After the 4-5 business days as per usual, I was back to my regular self. I was scheduled for my annual physical with my doctor that week, so she poked around down there, and boy did it start to hurt. She ordered some tests and labs and sent me on my way. I did my diligence and scheduled appointments and carried on with pain for the next 3 weeks.
I'm an anxious overthinker, so any and every possible scenario went through my mind. I did my best to avoid the internet, WebMD would not be my friend in a time like this. I knew my best distraction would be my sexy friend, Deep. I began trying to the best of my ability to apply every ounce of attention I could pay to my personal deepthroat session tapes, and of course, the live sessions.
I recently discovered my phone had an awesome video editor, so I went back to a really old session and played around with it. I trimmed it up, zoomed it in, and played with the light and shadows. I transformed it into a brand new creation. I was astounded at how hot we were 6 months ago. Titties bouncing, cum dripping, sloshing and moaning. There is a damn good reason we keep doing this. I happily sent Deep a link to my latest work of art, and we made plans for our next meeting.
On his way over, Deep texts me and says he's going to be taping when I answer the door and to just go with it. Immediately, I'm turned on, both at the sweet creativity and at the thought of immediate dick at my door. I put on some music, checked my hair, and heard the knock on the door. There was a second knock, and I opened it to see my favorite guest, holding his phone in front of him.
He stepped in, tugged my shirt down, and cupped my breast. "Hey there, I heard you like sucking cock" he said flirtatiously. "Just yours," I responded, as he gently pushes me to my knees, and I pull down his shorts. He is already half mast, and I wrap my tongue around the head and he presses himself into my face. I continue to swirl my tongue on his shaft and generate more drool. I feel him engorge and get harder and harder. Eventually the ridge of the head penetrates the barrier of the back of my throat and we are in heaven.
My hair is styled in braids. His magnificent hands are on my head. My boobs are out and bouncing like crazy as he firmly and yet gently fucks my face with rhythmic thrusts. He repeats my name and moans "Fuck yeah" and neither of us want it to end. Once again we are transported to another world where the pleasure of the moment is the only thing that matters and it's absolutely glorious. The best distraction one could hope for.
My knees begin to ache so we switch positions. I pop in my mouthpiece. I make a cheesy grin at the camera with my mouthguard and braids (this is the true epitome of sexy, folks) and then focus my attention on this pink veiny cock I'm ready to devour. I decisively love this tiny hunk of plastic, as it provides me the freedom and peace of mind to absolutely go to town on this dick with my face. It covers my top teeth, so I can ride that cock with my throat into the sunset. Besides needing to come up for air on occasion, it's been a total game changer. And when I do need the occasional breather, I have these nice big tits to rest his cock on and in between while I do so.
This session went on for quite a while, and it was such a welcome and wonderful distraction for me. Eventually there was cum, and it was over and I was back to being in pain and anxiety. It's been difficult, but I finally got some answers and I know I'm going to be okay. And I know that no matter what happens to my uterus, my throat can more than compensate in the pleasure department as a distraction in the meantime.
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Having sex with my boyfriend at his office
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So today my boyfriend was working at his office and I wanted to go see him so I decided to make some lunch for him and after making him some sandwishes I drove to his office and surprised him with the sandwishes I made for him and he loved them. We talked while he ate and had a great time. I was about to leave so he could continue doing his work without any distractions, but my boyfriend gently granbed me by my hand and pulled me to him kissing me deeply making me moan a bit while kissing him back. He told me how much it meant to him that I brought him something to eat and I told him I was more than glad to do it. My boyfriend kissed me again with even more passion while holding me by my waist while I wrapped my arms around my boyfriend’s neck. He grabbed my by my butt and carried me in his arms while I wrapped my legs around him and my boyfriend sat me in his desk and he moved my skirt up and pulled my panties down and I gave him a playful smirk and asked him if he wanted to fuck me over his desk. My boyfriend returned the smirk and that’s all I needed to know. We kissed again and my boyfriend unzipped his jeans and I helped him by pulling down his boxers. I jerked him off while we kissed until his dick was hard like rock and I got on my back over his desk and opened my legs and I started feeling my boyfriend rub his dick against the entrance of my pussy. I moaned while he rubbed my pussy with his dick and then I felt his dick go deep inside me, he started moving back and forth inside me making me scream a bit. I covered my mouth to avoid being heard, but I couldn’t help myself. My boyfriend kept increasing the speed of his thrusts and he told me he would’t be able to hold it for much longer and after 20-30 seconds I felt my boyfriend’s cum explode inside me. I got off the desk and ny biyfriend out me on diggie style over his desk and he lifted my skirt up and once again he pushed his dick inside me much easier now that I was soaking wet. I grabbed the sides of the desk tightly as he fucked me in doggie style and moving my head over his desk with a bit of drool coming down my mouth. My boyfriend grabbed me by my hair and he kept thrusting fasted and faster until I felt his cum explode inside me once again. I was so tired that I just rested over the desk. After a while I stood up and sat on my boyfriend’s laps and made out with him until I decided to leave to let him concentrate on his work. I made my boyfriend happy and that’s all that matters to me.
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[Ne/A] I got my aunt a joke gift and it turned sexual
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My aunt and I are alike in that we both hate the whole Christmas gift-giving extravaganza and have vouched to give each other shitty, joke gifts for as long as I can remember. Things kinda ramped up a few years ago when she gifted me a box for a Galaxy S9 which I was actually decently excited about until I opened it to see a couple condoms inside and a note telling me “Go Fuck Yourself” which I thought was hilarious. We’ve kept this playful rivalry going every Christmas and last year I gave her hair dye with a note saying “40 is the new 50” and her buying me a “I’m Not Gay But $20 is $20” shirt.
When I went shopping for gifts this year, I wanted to keep the trend going seeing as she most likely was going to. When I stopped into Spencer’s I noticed they had these cheap Christmas themed vibrators and I bought this candy cane looking one. I dug out a box meant for some headphones I got a while ago and used it for the vibrator and slapped a note inside saying “Go Fuck Yourself, Hoe Hoe Hoe” which I was pretty proud of. Essentially a spiritual successor to what she got me in 2018.
Christmas Day came around and we all gathered, had breakfast, opened gifts and whatnot. She and I don’t mind opening our joke gifts in front of others because everybody gets a kick out of it but I have to admit: I was somewhat nervous about what I got her this year. Didn’t want to go too far or come off as weird or anything. I opened her joke gift first which was a Sears gift card. Clever! She opened mine a bit later and just about fell on the floor laughing. Everybody else cracked up at how silly it was too, thankfully.
My aunt stayed in town for another day after that and we ended up hanging out which was nice. She and I have always seen things eye-to-eye more than the rest of our family and get along naturally. When we were driving home, she asked me if I used Snapchat which caught me off-guard because for the most part, I don’t. I have it installed but my only people added are folk from high school I barely talk to. Regardless I dug up my username for her thinking it’d be nice to text with her more often than I do and was decently interested in potentially seeing more of her personal life.
The following night after she had left town, I got added by an account that was clearly her. Username had her name and her Bitmoji thing looked exactly like her. Added her and we chatted for a bit and sent progressively uglier and uglier pictures of ourselves to one another. At one point she asked if I had used my gift card and if she needed to drive me out-of-state to use it which was pretty funny. I asked her how her candy cane (vibrator) was and expected some sarcastic, jokey reply. No response. Nothing. I sat there for several minutes a bit anxious that I had overstepped a boundary or pissed her off or something as she had left my message on “read”.
After quite a while, I got a notification she had sent me a video and opened it. Looping over and over again was that candy cane vibrator slowly tracing against her white panties with the caption only being “Candy”. I was in shock, like, my entire body was shaking. It still is when I think back on it. I stared at my phone for what felt like ten minutes and didn’t dare to tap out of the video. The video was decently dim but I could tell she was laying on her couch as I had been there before. She didn’t say anything in it but I could hear music playing in her living room. Most of the screen was her nice, squishy looking thighs, part of her belly and of course her panties. I genuinely could not take my eyes off that screen and couldn’t wrap my head around what I was seeing.
Eventually I closed the video figuring it would be weird if I didn’t reply for like fifteen minutes. I tried playing it cool and sent her a picture of my eyes saying something like “if I had known you’d like the gift I would have gone for a gift card too!” Something like that, I know it sucks. We chatted a little bit more before going to bed and I just couldn’t shake the visual now planted in my head. My aunt ACTUALLY sent me a video of a vibrator against her panties. Despite the sexual nature of my joke gift, I expected her to throw it away or just chuck it in a drawer and never use it.
She ended up messaging me tonight again on Snapchat and we casually chatted about shit. I had absolutely no idea what to expect if she was going to go rogue and start sending me amazing pictures and videos, but we kept things cool tonight and there was no mention made of that video she had sent. Even though I’ve always been well aware she’s a very attractive woman, I’ve never had any strong urges or thoughts about her before this “Candy” video was made. And now I can’t get it out of my head. I don’t know if I’m looking for any advice per se, but I thought I should post this here given it’s a very ongoing thing. I’ve thought about this a lot and I think I’m just going to test the waters and keep chatting with her every day or so and see where it heads.
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Office Tease [Dubious Consent] [M38F26]
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I warned her.
I told her, “I know what you’re doing. All the coy looks and ‘innocent’ flirting. The skirt an inch too short. One more button undone on your shirt than you should.
“I’ve seen how you swing your hips when you walk by. How you bend your desk and wiggle your ass when you know I’m looking.
“I’ve heard every giggle. Caught every innuendo. I haven’t missed a single thing.”
I stepped in real close, pinning her between my body and the office door. Her eyes went wide. Her mouth dropped open, speechless, and her face began to turn a bright pink.
“I see right through you,” I said. “You’re a little tease. You love the thrill of it, crave the chase. You like to see how close you can push someone until they crash over the line.
“Your problem is that you’ve never faced a real consequence for your actions. You still think the world is safe and civilized. That societal standards will keep people in check.
“What you fail to understand is that I don’t care about that shit anymore. I played those games when I was younger. I let little teases like you drive me mad. I played the fawning, simping man-child.
“I’ve passed that part of my life and I don’t play those games anymore. You dangle that bait in front of my face and I will snatch it right off the hook - consequences be damned.
“Understand this: This is your single warning. The next time you flaunt that ass in my office, I’m taking it. And there won’t be a single thing you can do to stop me.”
Her face was almost a complete mask of shock and horror - almost. I saw it flash in her eyes - excitement. Daring. Craving.
Behind her carefully constructed mask of righteous indignation was the need, a barely constrained craving to push someone until they snap, until they take from her what she was so desperate to give.
And that’s when I knew … she wanted it. Needed it, really.
That’s what really pushed me over the edge.
I grabbed her face with both hands and kissed her. Hard. She tried to push me off her but either her heart wasn’t really into it or she was just that weak, because I barely noticed.
I pushed my body into her and pressed her into the door. I wrapped my fingers in her hair to hold her head still with one hand and slid the other down her body. I grabbed her ass and pulled her tight against me.
“Tell me you don’t want this. Go ahead and try to stop me,” I growled.
I kissed down her cheek, down to her neck, sucking and biting at her flesh. She gasped when I reached the crook where her neck met her shoulder.
I pushed her skirt up over her hips, wrapped a hand under her thigh and lifted her leg to wrap around my waist. I started grinding against her as I said, “But you won’t, will you? You won’t even try to fight, because deep down you know you need this.”
I leaned back enough to grab the collar of her shirt and rip it open - popping several buttons in the process. I ran both my hands up her stomach and groped her tits through her bra.
She was wearing one of those front clasped bra, and I popped the clasp open and pushed the bra back off her shoulders. I clamped my mouth in her breast, sucking her tit between my lips, flicking my tongue over her nipple.
I grabbed her ass with one hand and her breast with the other - rolling her nipple between my thumb and finger.
She let out a heavy moan and dug her fingers into my hair. At first it seemed like she was trying to pull me head away but after a moment she pulled me harder against her.
I kissed a line between her tits, up her sternum, back to her neck. “I knew you wanted it,” I murmured into her skin.
I kept her pressed against the door, and my mouth clamped on her neck, as I started fumbling at my belt. It took an excruciatingly long time to get my pants undone and pull my throbbing cock free. I didn’t even wait to get her panties off. I just pushed them to the side and shoved myself inside her.
She took all of me in a single thrust, moaning and digging her nails into my back.
“This is what you need, isn’t it?” I said as I thrust into her again.
I held her leg up with one hand and growled into her ear as I thrust into her again and again. “All that teasing. Flaunting your ass at me day after day. This is what you wanted. This pussy was just begging for some hard dick.”
I pulled myself from her and spun her around my her shoulders. I pushed her face into the door and pushed her skirt higher up her waist.
“Stick your ass out,” I demanded. When she hesitated I slapped her ass a couple times and repeated, “I said stick it out.”
This time she did. She arched her back, stuck out her ass, and took a half step to spread her legs for me.
“That’s right. Show me what a good little whore you can be,” I said. I cursed as I pushed myself back into her holding her head against the door and pulling her hips back with my other hand.
I slammed into her again and again, cursing and grunting as I took her body.
“Fucking take it. Fucking give me that pussy you little slut. This is what you were after isn’t it? A hard dick pounding this desperate pussy. You just needed someone to take it, didn’t you?”
I grabbed her head with both hands, pulling her head back by her hair. I slammed into her violently, brutally. “Just a cock hungry slut. Dick brained and cum drunk. Just a needy pussy and a pair of tits, begging to be used the way you were meant to.”
“Fuck,” I groaned as I felt myself reaching the edge. I slammed into her harder, shoving her body flat against the door. I wrapped both arms around her neck and lifted her onto her top toes as I buried myself deep inside her.
“Fuck that’s a good pussy,” I growled into her ear. “Take it. Take it like a good slut.”
I exploded inside her, thrusting and grinding as I relieved all my tension and frustration. I pulled her head back into my shoulder and filled her tight pussy with my cum.
My dick aches for more as I pulled myself from her pussy. As quickly as it left that frustrating built back up. The little whimpering sounds she made was driving me crazy.
I grabbed her arm and spun her around to my desk. Shit when flying when I lifted her ass and sat her down on the desk. I pushed her down so she was laying flat. I started kissing her stomach and ran my hand between her legs. I could feel my own cum lubing my finger as I slid it inside her. I kissed my way down her body, over her hips and pelvis.
“I’m going to fuck you again,” I murmured. “But first you’re going to cum for me. You’re going to moan my name like a whore before I make you take my dick again.”
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The Dream Weekend - Chapter 2
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A story of my dream weekend on vacation with my husband. I've used the names Cody and May for my husband and I.
Chapter 2
We're still waiting for the elevator, and he's running his hands all over my body. I can't help it either and pull him into a deep hungry kiss. My hands reach into his hair as I kiss him passionate enough for him to know I want him and I want him now. The elevator chimes and without breaking the kiss, Cody leads us into it. He pins me to the elevator wall and grabs my left boob with one hand, his other hand still roaming around my body, accross my waist, caressing my ass.
The elevator chimes again and he breaks the kiss. I'm out of breath. He holds my hand and before I can even collect myself he starts walking us to our room.
He opens the door and pins me to wall right behind the door. He unzips and yanks my dress off. He takes a step back to look at my body. I have a red lacy lingerie underneath. "Fuckkk!!!" He says under his breath, his eyes not leaving me for a single second. "You look so fucking sexy."
The evil naughty smile that Cody loves of mine comes back on my face as he says that. I make an eye contact, hold it long enough to create curiosity of my next move and then, I let out a small giggle as I lick my upper lip and pull my bra strap down. I know my eyes scream of confidence right now, cause I know I am doing all the right things to make him want me and apart from that I feel so fucking sexy that I can't help it anyway.
I know my man loves being in control, but him pulling me closer by my waist and stripping me of my lingerie is just another reminder that not only does he love being in control, he needs it. It's such a turn on to know me letting him do whatever the fuck he wants to do with me is me basically taking care of one of my husband's needs. I love knowing I'm the wife who chose to be a good lil fuckdoll slave. Feel so fucking dirty. I'm complete naked now, my soaking wet pussy begging for his cock. He pushes me on the bed, looks down at my body while taking his clothes off and says "Show me that pussy."
I spread my legs presenting what my man calls 'the perfect tight lil pussy'. I also proceed to show him how wet I am by touching it with a finger. I can see how hard he is and I need him to fuck the shit out of me so bad. I want him to pound me and make me scream loud enough for the rooms beside us to be jealous of what he's doing to me. Just like on our honeymoon, I think as I smirk. I remember him saying "I don't care how loud you get, I'm the one who walks out looking like a champ." Fuck that was so hot. I am so lost in my thoughts staring at his dick that I didn't even realise I started rubbing my clit. I hear him take a deep breath and whisper, "Fuck" to himself, I know he loves watching me touch myself. He says "That pussy is begging for this dick" as he climbs on the bed and gets into position to put his cock where it belongs.
We both moan as he fills my pussy deep inside me, the fact that I get to feel him raw and natural, without any rubber in between is so hot, and knowing no other girl got to experience that is even hotter, but the hottest of all is knowing no other guy has ever been in this perfect lil pussy before him, and no one ever will except him is the hottest. He starts slow making me beg for it. He knows I love being pounded, but loves making me beg for it. I pulling him by his hips from under him as I try to pull him deeper into my pussy. He laughs knowing exactly what I want. He is looking at my boobs, slowly looks up to my face and holds my neck choking it.
Fuckkkk meeeeee, I love when he dominates me. I didn't think it was possible to get wetter than before, but I definitely did. He starts moving faster, going deeper every time, still choking me as I moan and give him the vulnerable submissive eyes telling him he can do whatever he wants with me. He let's go off my neck, staring dead into my eyes and slaps my face. I let out a giggle, I catch myself biting my lip subconsciously. He slaps me again, harder this time and I giggle again. "Who does this pussy belong to?" He asks. "This pussy belongs to you, I belong to you," I say like a good lil slut that I am. He goes back to choking me as he starts fucking me the way I needed to be fucked. "Yeah baby, make me your whore," I say as he pounds me harder and I feel the impact on my entire body, my boobs bouncing with each thrust. I moan loud enough for people in the next room to hear clearly. Yeah my man knows how to fuck, I think to myself getting turned on by my own moans. I feel myself getting close to cumming, he is pounding and hitting all the right spots. "I am cumming baby," is all I manage to say between my inhumane moans. I know for sure after being fucked by him for years, after making him cum for years, that when my pussy cums, it makes him cum. Before I could think of anything else, Shoaib pulls out and I see him shooting all over my body, he came so hard, he shot all the way on my face. I giggle happily as I watch him cum. I love watching him cum. I lick it off my face with my tongue and clean it off my body with my fingers and lick them. "You taste so fucking good, you felt so fucking amazing." I say breathless.
"I love making you mine" He says as he lays next to me on the bed.
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Wonders of Gaslighting 2 (M/F 20/50+ NC, Mind Control, Superheroine)
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Trust is Wonderful
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Having decided to take my place as Gaslighter, avenger and heir to (or victim of?) Maxwell Lord, and gain my revenge on Wonder Woman, I began by reactivating my old data network. Maxwell Lord had tentacles in every source of power known to man, and a few as yet undiscovered. It had been my job to do the grunt work about keeping his network happy and running, to soft filter the intel for things that were potentially useful. His network is thought of as being something created by his powers of mental control, but that is idiotic. Maxwell never lowered himself to use his power if he didn’t need to. He taught me to look for human weakness, and to use them. Half his network had been suborned with his power, over half of what was left broke contact because they feared reprisals. That left a quarter of his network, made up of those with grudges of their own, who waited in place for the chance something they knew would be useful for Maxwell Lord to hurt the people they worked for, and hated.
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I put them to work. There were enough people in government and press circuits who played the good guys and just couldn’t wait to sell them out. People who worshiped heroes like Wonder Woman for saving them, and hated those same heroes for being strong and brave enough to do it when they themselves would not. I used them to get a sense of Wonder Woman’s movements, for her patterns, for her hunting patterns in particular.
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Then there was the other half of the network. You know the thing about organized crime? Bad guys don’t play nice. It may sound funny, but big strong scary men get off on intimidating those around them. Those around them are often not quite as big, not quite as strong scary men who really don’t like being intimidated, abused, and mocked without being able to do anything about it. They would never sell out to the cops, I mean, they are not snitches, but sell their abusers out to a bigger badder predator who will see they never get a chance to wonder who sold them out, why that they could do.
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I found a local cause. Fentanyl overdoses. Heroin on the streets is as old as industry in America, before that it was opium, so it has been on the streets in America since before we called it America. It has been a big money earner for organized crime since ancient Rome, and while addicts have been happily destroying their lives for thousands of years, that wasn’t enough for some people. They started cutting it with Fentanyl. Synthetic, stronger, cheap, and oh yes, it killed people faster than war in the Middle East or even Viet Nam during the bad bits. Honestly, it isn’t like heroin and coke weren’t bringing in enough, and dangerous enough without turning to Fentanyl, but some guys would rather kill their customers than test their batches. I had a perfect reason to reach out to Wonder Woman, to have her in regular contact with me, away from any of her kind that would notice subtle changes in her behaviour, and around my kind who were ready and able to show Wonder Woman the time of our lives when the changes reached the tipping point.
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Plus, I dearly wanted those guys cleaned up. I mean, I was a villain, but they were scum. Let her work her heroine needs out cleaning up the heroin trade.
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I reached out to one of her old contacts in the IADC that Maxwell had ID’d. Not a dirty one, a clean one. The whole thing had to be clean. You don’t go after the woman that killed Maxwell Lord, the woman that kicked the tar out of Superman long enough to free the Man of Steel from being Maxwells little toy soldier and give her even a hint of a reason to suspect you. I gave the location of a warehouse the dirty drugs were being produced in, and ID’s of the mules with a note that someone with the power to make them tell the truth could save potentially thousands of lives by shutting down this network. I gave my own contact information. Why not? When Wonder Woman killed old Max and accidentally neutered me, she had no idea who I was. I adopted the pseudonym G, let her find out later what it meant!
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Then I did the hardest thing I have ever done. I turned my power upon myself. I pushed so hard I bled for half a day afterwards. “Do not even try to lie to Wonder Woman.” Max got caught playing the two face game with her. She isn’t like Superman, not just a powerhouse who always wins by being stronger. She is like Batman without the bullshit. She was always paying attention. She was good at reading people, and she felt all men were scum. She was right ninety percent of the time, and gracious when she was wrong. If you want to catch her, you can only do it from the front, while she is watching, without even trying to hide.
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My info checked out, my contacts reported that she was having me checked out. Well, I was clean as her star spangled spankies. She neutered me before I had a chance to spread my wings in evil. I sat in the park, watching the entrances, trying not to sweat. I failed utterly. Not only that, the first clue I had was when a surprisingly large hand closed gently upon my shoulder. I froze.
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“You are G?” She said softly, and I swear my balls nearly exploded. Her voice! You know how in WWII and all the way through Viet Nam the enemy used sexy voiced radio DJ to spread disinformation and try to break soldiers lonely soldier’s morale? Well they were nothing compared to Wonder Woman just trying to be causal.
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“Yes!” I squeaked, I began to ask “Are you Wond…” I trailed off as I turned and her physical presence hit me like Maxwell Lord’s power when he used to seize control of my own in training. It wasn’t anything she did, she was just, more. Strong, gods yes. Beautiful, beyond the ability of photos or even video to capture. Graceful? Well ballet teachers would cut off their own feet in shame if they saw her move up close. The body, oh man, you would think that fact she could punch out Superman and she killed my own master would make it impossible for me to have any reaction beyond fear, but there is a reason she is called Wonder Woman, because once you have seen her, there can never be another woman for you.
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“You have some information for me? Information that if true, could save many lives.” She said casually, tossing her hair so one errant lock of it would fall back over her alabaster shoulder.
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“You will want to do this under the lasso. Just so you understand, I used to manage the informant networks for Maxwell Lord, and you need to be sure what I am telling you is straight truth.” I said, holding a hand out to her.
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She looped one loop of the lariat around my wrist, and I felt something, not like my power, not like Max’s power. I guess that is the magic he always bitched about. I don’t know how it works, but I could feel it setting up tendrils of something in my brain. If I tried to deceive her, she would know, and I would fail. They were less invasive, more subtle, less damaging that my own commands. I guess fifty years experience, being a goddess, or just the fact that it was magic made it smoother, but what was important is that it was less rigid than my own self imposed limits, and would never be able to find me attempting to lie.
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“Why are you doing this?” She asked, her eyes boring into me.
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“Fentanyl is murder. These people are killing kids for chump change. They are scum, they need to be stopped, but the law can’t catch them. The only way to shut these networks down is for the people who act as cut outs between the disposable street scum and the big money men confess to what they did, who they did it for, and show you where to find the truth. Who else but you could do that without torture, who else but you could survive trying?” I felt her power singing through me, looking into me, and I saw her eyes widen, her gasp of surprise. Oh my fucking lord, those boobs! She could see the truth. Why not, I wasn’t lying. I meant every word. I hope she takes them apart and it hurts the entire time.
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“Do you mean me any harm?” She asked.
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“I would rather die than see you hurt. I would kill anyone I thought might have a chance to actually injure you. You are important to me.” Fucking HELL. Where is the off button on that lariat? Okay so maybe my obsession about her was a little unbalanced, and while it is awesome that I am convincing her that I am not plotting her death, it sounded like the sort of cringy love confession a pimple faced sixteen year old makes to his first love. I may, just may, have fixated on her a bit more than I admitted.
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She smiled, and went to remove the lariat. Generations of men, and no few women, had laid their hearts at her feet to be trampled and ignored. She was used to it, and gracious about it.
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“Don’t be embarrassed G. The lariat can lead to oversharing. Let me free you.” She said graciously, but I gathered my power and struck before she could release me.
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“You can always trust what I say, Wonder Woman.” I put all my power in it, and being under the lasso only made it stronger, as the web of her power meant none of mine went anywhere but right up that beautiful conductor and into every part of her mind tuned to listen for every scrap of potential information. Every center of the brain concerned with memory, judgement, threat assessment all drank in that suggestion like parched earth drinks summer rain. From this point on, she would be unable to even think I would deceive her. I had said only truth, that I wouldn’t lie to her. We have a thousand years of fairy tales talking about the dangers of fairy creatures who speak only truth and deceive and destroy foolish mortals. This time, the fool was a GODDESS.
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She smiled, unwrapping the lasso from my hand, and stroking my face casually. “Yes, I can trust you.”
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She walked away with a confident stride. My god, that ass. I was staring after her when she turned and caught me.
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“Mr G, we will be seeing a lot more of each other if this works out.” She said, smirking at catching me checking out her ass.
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I blushed. If she had any idea how much more I would be seeing of her, she probably would have killed me then. I wasn’t Max. I couldn’t reach out and strip her will away. I had to unweave her will like I was unweaving her star spangled hot pants. That is fine. Thread by thread, if it took a week, a month, a year. I would strip that ass bare, then I would own it.
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[B/S] Thin walls seduced my sister. (Update 1)
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Quick note before post: I want to thank the moderators for removing this post last time. Thank you for your advice and for keeping this sub and its users safe!
Keep in mind, this was originally posted monday around 1am European Time (7pm EST)
Now the edited version of the update:
First off, people asked me what Jane looks like, as adviced I will not be sharing any details of her appearance, nor will I show pictures of her.
So, let's get into what happened since my last post. After what happend last sunday I didn't speak with Jane till wednesday. She sent me a text asking if we could talk over the phone. She was still at her own place so we wouldnt be able to talk face to face until saturday morning. We called on wednesday evening at around eleven. (I work till ten almost every weekday.) I called her a little bit after I came home and here's how the conversation went:
Jane: "Hey u/tiny_rocket" me: "Hey Jane, you wanted to talk?" Jane: "Uhm yeah, Ive just been thinking about sunday and what happened." me: "Yeah so was I." Jane: "I just wanted to... Well I don't really know what I want but I just need to know that what happened wasn't something I forced you to do." me: "You didn't force me to do anything." Jane: "Good, good... is it just me or was what happened really weird?" We both started laughing. me: "Yes, definitely hahaha." Jane and I seeing the stupidity of the situation really lightened the mood. The conversation felt reallty tense at first, because we both felt how uncomfortable the call would be. We were chuckeling for a bit until Jane asked: "Did you tell Casey about what we did?" me: "No, but ive been debating about telling her." Jane: "I get it, what a conversation that would be!" We both laughed again, but I felt a bit uneasy. I was still unsure if I should tell her what we did.
People responded on my first post suggesting I should tell her, but I still haven't. I think dropping the bomb; "Hey by the way babe, I masturbated with my sister last week, funny huh?" Would certainly end in me losing Casey, and I DON'T want that. I made the plan to slowly start loosening her up to the idea of doing anything with my sister. This was ofcourse not an easy task. I thought the best plan of action was introducing it as an incest kink and developing it from there. Now back to the call.
me: "I do need to ask you if you're okay with what we did sunday though." Jane: "I guess I am, I don't know. Its a lot to procces and its just a lot." me: "Yeah I agree. Its not something I thought could ever happen." Jane: "Did you want it to though?" me: "I don't really regret it. I only feel bad for being unfaithfull to Casey." Jane: "I don't want to drive Casey and you apart, but I also don't really regret it." me: "...So where do we go from here?.." Jane: "Uhm I don't know. I really don't. I just don't want things to be akward between us." me: "So lets not make things akward."
We talked a little more about other things and both went to bed.
Fast forward to saturday. At breakfast Jane and I just said hi to eachother and didn't talk much.
A litte while later Casey came over and we spent our day as normal. We dove into bed almost immediately. Casey usually burries her face into a pillow but I pulled her head back by her hair so her moans were loud and clear. We had sex once and I ate her out a little while later before she had to go home early. After Casey went home I played videogames with my friends and had a couple glasses of whiskey and went to bed very late.
Now fast forwarding to sunday.
I woke up late and had a slight hangover. I got my phone and was just browsing some instagram and youtube when Jane knocked on my door. I invited her in and she sat at the end of my bed. Jane said: "I want to-" me: "You want to do it again?" Jane: "Well only if you want to too." me: "Come join me." I moved to the side and lifted my covers off of me. She stood up and moved around my bed towards me. Take your clothes off" I said. Jane lifted her shirt off and unhooked her bra. "You too" she said. I complied and took my shirt off. Jane dropped her pants and underwear and stepped into bed next to me. I slid out of my pajama pants and my boxers and threw them on my couch. I started stroking slowly and she moved her hand down and closed her eyes. I started stroking faster and looked at Jane's tits. This was the first time I saw her boobs and they were absolutely intoxicating to look at. We were both maturbating under my covers, so I lifted them up to see the rest of her body. Jane grabbed the covers and threw them off of us. "I want to see you." she said in between moans. "I want to see you too." I replied. Our pace increased and we were moaning louder and louder. Jane moaned: "Fuck I wanna see you cum." I grabbed her upper tigh and she moaned even louder. "Do you like it when I touch you?" I asked with heavy breaths. "hhmmm fuck yess" she moaned. I moved my hand up and grabbed her boob. Jane then grabbed my balls wich I was not expecting, but I definitely wasn't complaining. "Fuck that feels so good." I moaned. "Damn you too." She replied. We were just masturbating, touching and moaning together for the next few minutes until Jane moaned: "Oh fuck im gonna cum!" Hearing that immediately sent me over the edge aswell and I replied "Aaaaah damnnn me too." Jane started shaking and I was grabbing her tigh while she climaxing and I could almost feel the intensity coursing through her body. Seeing and feeling her climax made me cum immediately. "Fuccccck im cumming" I moaned. My body tightened up and closed my eyes right as I shot the first rope of cum on my stomach when Jane turned my head and kissed me while I came. Moaning into my own sisters mouth while cumming was the best damn feeling of my entire life. "damn" she whispered. I went to shower and Jane returned to her room.
This is not everything that happened today, but this update is getting really long, so I'll probably be writing another update tomorow.
If anyone has any idea how to ease Casey into this or about anthing else, feel free to comment.
My head is still spinning so I'm going to bed.
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[F] Bumped into an ex-wedding fuck at a place I had never imagined - MY HOME!
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As I was entering my home last evening, I saw a nice Beamer (BMW for those who dont know haha) parked outside our home along with my Husband's. As I entered my living room, I could see a guy in Turban - his back to me though. My husband greeted me while sitting down and introduced me to his friend - Lets Call him D (short for his name).
He got up and turned to face me - I could see in his eyes and his expressions - he knew me! Oh my GOD - I KNEW HIM too. It took me a few seconds - but oh god I recognized him. I had met him in a wedding in Delhi a few months back - and he and his 2 friends (no kidding) took turns on me for 4 days - starting the engagement night. It was a big fat Punjabi wedding - at their farmhouse some 100 kms away. The party was crazy the first night - which was engagement night I had hooked up with D. He was "The Friend of the Groom from UK" - he was polished and smart and amazing with his words - and we ended up hooking up the first time in his room. As we were finishing - 2 of his friends - they were also not from India - but friends of the Groom , entered the room - uninvited. It definitely seemed it was accidental from them - as they just assumed D isn't in the room and used the key to open the room. I was in a more embarrassing situation than him - and he seemed proud.
The two men apologized but didn't move out. I scrabbled around for clothes a bit but ended up moving into the washroom. I still had to clean-up which I did and asked "D" to pass me my clothes - but the response was "Do it yourself". I could hear them talk and "D" was at his bragging best - bragging about how he got me in the bed in half an hour. I finally got out - wearing a towel. His cheeky friends were sitting on my clothes - and as D instructed - I had to search for them without the towel to get them. I finally did and moved out of the room. The next 3 days - I spent more on hopping on their cocks in between functions rather than actually working. I had no regrets as all 3 of them were rather kinky - had been staying in UK for a few years now and were certainly much more open, experienced and filthy. Anyway - back to last evening.
All of this flashed by in 5 seconds - as we were shaking hands and he said "Hello Bhabhi Ji. Lovely meeting you for the first time". My Husband introduced him - and turns out he is a school-friend of my husband - and was in UK post finishing school. He had lost touch with my husband too - and only 2 weeks back he bumped into my Husband at a conference in Delhi - for which he was visiting India. My husband had invited him to dinner today.
My face was pale - I had that fake smile on me but my ass was sweating. They kept talking - and my mind had so many thoughts. I excused myself and went inside to freshen up - still so very scared and confused. I came out again - and my husband asked me - "Can you give D some company for sometime as I have an office call to attend to" and I just nodded. Does my husband already know? Is he testing me? Has D already revealed my reality to my husband? My Husband got up and walked up-stairs to his office room. My FIL was also not around - probably was watching TV in his room.
As soon as we were alone, he said "So this is your husband?". I couldn't say anything - I was scared. He understood it and said "Bhabhiji. Its all coincidence. He invited me. I am not here to trouble you". I asked him "How can I be sure?". He opened his phone - and showed his Facebook. He was already friends with my husband and had seen me. I straight-away asked him "So you knew at the wedding too?".
He responded - "No I did not. I must have seen you in pictures before but did not know you at the wedding." He further said "Actually after the wedding, when he (he meant my husband) uploaded a picture with you - I recognized you. If I wanted to trouble you I could have done it 6 months back." He had always been a nicely-spoken guy except when in Bed - and his story made sense to me and I accepted it. I was still nervous - but opening up a bit.
He understood my nervousness - and asked me if we could go to the terrace. I walked up with him to the terrace - and bam - a Spank lands on my right butt cheek as soon as we entered the terrace and closed the door behind us. I was wearing a silk office skirt - very thing material sticking to my ass and legs - and his HARD SPANK - almost sent shivers down my entire body. It was definitely one of the hardest spanks landed on me - made me almost trip a few steps. It was always his body size that attracted me - and the intensity of his spank was evidence of it. I turned around - grimacing in pain from his spank and he said "**Gaand toh teri aur badi ho gai randi - oh sorry bhabhi**" (Your ass has become fatter it seems) - All that polished behaviour went away the moment we got time alone. That made me not only smile - but made me drip. I was still nervous - as he came close to me and said "Dont worry. I am here only for a week more" and he kissed me. Both his hands - groping and spanking my butt cheeks as we tongue fucked each-other's mouth. Oh I was scared - my entire family was downstairs and I was being a desperate slut on the terrace. It didn't stop him - but it had to stop me - but fuck it didn't. He had given me crazy orgasms the last time - and I needed them again.
I rather walked him to a secluded corner on the terrace - which I used to smoke cigs at home. Oh he needed me raw - right there. We had locked the door of the terrace "as the wind would make the door hit the frame of the door again and again". We had to be quick.. So I unzipped his pants and was beginning to go down on him on my knees - but he said "No time bhabhiji" and pulled me back up. He hiked up my skirt - pulled my thongs to the side - made me bend over the flimsy Neelkamal plastic chair - and pushed his thick cock into me. He was pushing my neck down as my ass and pussy opened up to him.
Oh this was my third cock of the day (no kidding - Yes it was) - but it felt like I had not been fucked for a few months. Maybe the whole excitement and riskiness of this was too much - as could feel myself cumming on his dick - the slipperiness of my pussy was evident. Our moans were soft and muffled as we couldn't risk that - but his pumps into me weren't soft. He was smashing me from behind - made me remember the insane 4 days of the wedding in 3-4 minutes there. He came inside me - as we orgasmed together. He pulled his pants up and I pulled my thongs up and - we had nothing around to clean-up so decided to go downstairs and clean-up. As we were walking up to the door - I got a call from my husband on my phone asking where are we so I told him - on the terrace with D - he wanted to come up. So my husband asked us to wait up as he is also coming up then.
My husband, me and D - chatted for a while right there - while they talked about their School times. And suddenly a HUGE blob of cum - dripped down my leg and onto my ankle. Thank God it was dark - as I excused myself and walked up to the washroom in my room to clean up the mess. We had dinner together and finally hugged him (clean and nice hug) goodbye in front of my husband.
The next 7 days - are going to me something!
\-R
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[ne/A] I made out with my aunt, but she stopped halfway and I don't know how to proceed from now on.
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Okay, this is pretty much the awkwardest thing that happened in my life. I just found out about this sub while reading about incestuous relationships, and thought I should post my story here. Any tips or guidance on what to do is pretty much welcome, and I apologize in advance if things are a little convoluted in my post. Also, throwaway for obvious reasons.
A bit of context: my childhood home has always been kind of hectic, as it has been for most of my cousins. Mym mom and six of her seven sisters are from a medium size city, drug and crime ridden. The only person who kind of "broke the circle" was aunt Amanda: she left to a bigger city as soon as she was of age, managed to get an education, and to be fair, she'd married well. She's now a widow, and has two daughters in her mid twenties, plus a teenager son who's studying abroad. Currently, I'm living with her, her daughters and another cousin who she also houses.
I'm living with her because I'm at university right now, and I couldn't afford to rent anything for myself. I also hustle as a bartender in a sports bar, which means I'm used to get home late at night and find everybody already sleeping. This has never been a problem: weekdays, I get home around quarter to midnight, take a shower to get the bar grime out, eat something, and go to sleep. I follow these steps clockwork, since I'm usually too tired to even think about what I'm doing by that point, and I really enjoy the quiet of the night.
Last thursday was an atypically quiet night at work, and I got home about ten past eleven. I did the same thing I do every night: straight to the bathroom, shower, then up the stairs to the kitchen. I went upstairs only in a towel, as I always do, since everybody else is sleeping. Well, turns out this night I wasn't alone: as soon as I entered the living room upstairs, on my way to the kitchen, aunt Ame was lying in a recliner with her headphones on, half asleep. I got startled and let out a little gasp that made her open her eyes and take out her headphones.
She asked me what I was doing there that early and why I was half-naked in the living room. Just then it struck me that I didn't have anything but my own towel covering me from waist down. I must have been visibly flabbergasted while I tried and explained my nightly routine, because she laughed a little and told me not to be nervous. We made some small talk, nothing too out of the ordinary. She actually decided to keep me company in the kitchen while I fixed my meal. We started talking about general stuff, but soon the conversation turned into a heart to heart: plans, dreams, life goals, nostalgia...
Now, I have never been much close to my aunt, that was really the first time we had such an intimate conversation. I finished prepping, threw the casserole into the oven, and started doing the dishes. Meanwhile, the subject changed into our love life. She asked me if I was seeing anyone, I told her I kind of get around, but don't have anything serious going on. She told me she didn't have either, that after her husband passed away she wasn't really emotionally invested in anyone else, but she missed "feeling young".
I'll stop the story to describe my aunt. She is in her early fifties, but you'd never guess that. Aunt Ame really knows her way around fashion. She dresses young, but she also acts young, if that makes any sense. She's the life of any room she's into, her conversation is never boring, and she's the kind of person who's always finding something new to be amazed at. To top it all, she takes exceptional care of her skin, and everything combined make aunt Ame look like her daughters' older sister, not their mother.
I'm telling you all of that because I told her that she should feel young all the time, because she definitely looks and acts young. And I meant it. To be pretty honest, I didn't have any other intentions other to state a fact. She answered me with "do you really think so?", and this is where I started to lose it. She uttered those words with a tone which was undeniably flirty. Not only her voice was mellower, but her face and posture also seemed to have been changed. And although my aunt is definitely a beautiful woman, but I had never seen her like someone who would flirt with me. And that was what just happened.
You know when your thoughts suddenly get a boost, and a lot of things rush through your head at once? That was exactly what happened to me in that moment. I thought about the absurd of the situation: there I was, wearing only a towel, fetching dinner while having one of the most heartfelt conversations of my whole life, with my own aunt, whom I've known since I was a child, and whom was also housing me. And suddenly she was... flirting? What was I supposed to do? In a whim, I decided to flirt back. I told her yes, I really thought that, and I also told her she was probably the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. Cheesy as hell, but I couldn't think of anything better.
She did seem a bit taken aback for an instant: her face suddenly turned serious. Maybe she had done it just to test the waters and hadn't considered that I could flirt back, who knows? But her face soon turned back into a smile and she arched one of her brows. She asked me if I meant what I just said, I told her once again yes, and she didn't miss a beat. She stood up from the chair she was sitting on and walked up to me. Her lips were almost touching my ear when she whispered: "then prove it".
I didn't think anymore. I embraced her waist, pulled her body closer and went for a kiss. And what a kiss it was. I won't say it's the best I've ever had, but it certainly was top 3. She pressed me against the counter, and we made out for a few minutes. Her hands went up and down my chest, back and butt, and she seemed to be really eager, even letting a moan or two out during the kiss.
Things got hot pretty fast, and my cock quickly grew against her hips, and she didn't seem to mind it. I was kind of reluctant to touch her at first - it was my auntie, god damn it! -, but she started guiding my hands towards her butt. She has a fairly buxom figure, and every inch of her body is just... soft and cuddly. I started grabbing and fondling her over her nightgown while she pressed up tighter against me.
We stopped kissing as we heard a door open by the end of the hallway, and quickly composed ourselves, even though we were in a part of the kitchen one couldn't see from the hallway. Someone must have gone to the bathroom. Looking back now, stopping was just protocol. Any person who went into the kitchen would see me wearing only a towel and pitching an obvious tent, as well as her hair undone and her flush face.
We waited until the light flicked off and the door closed again, and went back to business. This time, I made her sit on the counter, and resumed kissing her. I placed my hands over her breasts - they were much bigger than I could grasp -, and she guided my fingers to her nipples. I started pinching and caressing them, which made her sigh and moan a bit louder. I took that as a sign, and kept going, switching between one of the best tongue kisses of my life and nibbling on her neck and shoulders.
I went for a bold move and tried to pull down her nightgown, uncovering her tits. At that point, her nipples looked like they were about to pluck a hole in the fabric. But before I could expose them completely, she took my hand off her and kind of pushed me away. I looked at her, kind of puzzled, and she simply said "It's better not, I'm so sorry", and went to her room.
From then on, we didn't have much contact. But every time she passes by me while we're in the house, she gives me a little wink and that same smile after saying anything she has to say. I'm left wondering: did she stop because she had second thoughts? Could she just be looking for some validation? Or did I go too far? On my part, I've definitely got the hots for her, couldn't stop thinking about it since thursday, and even though I feel guilty, I kind of want more as well. But I don't know how to approach her about it, or even if I should approach her at all. What would you do if you were in my place?
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(M24) Bi - An amazing birthday present 🤤 - part 1 [MM] [Group]
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This story is going to be pretty fucking gay 😂, so if you're not into that, maybe skip this one.
It's been a while since I posted a story. Sorry about that 😅, but life got a bit hectic.
I turned 24 last September and to help me wind down and return to basics, my girlfriend got me an amazing gift. She helped me live out one of my most anticipated fantasies.
You know the drill. I like my stories the way I like my cock...long!
Enjoy 😉
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So I'm in uni as an engineering student and it's not going well to be honest, so I picked up an apprenticeship in case college falls through. This has left me with almost no time at all and has spent all my energy for the week before it even starts. I leave the apartment at 6:30 to drive an hour and a half to college, then at 5, I leave for my welding and fabrication gig to then go home for the day at 21:00 for food and then straight to bed. It's been this way now for too long and it's exhausting me. My beautiful girlfriend has always been super supportive and has been a pillar of strength for me to lean on during all of this stress.
My birthday came up and just happened to land on a Friday, which meant a slightly earlier end to my day and nothing to do the following day. I had a proper weekend of rest planned. She had a different plan for me.
At this point in our journey as swingers, we still followed the rule of me staying away from girls while she stayed away from guys, so all of her hookups that she had in her contacts were girls. Some of these girls had boyfriends and some of these boyfriends were bi or pan. She knew one of my biggest fantasies was always a gangbang with me in the centre. I'd never done it before and wanted to see if I'd like the attention. The way the two girls felt after the only other gangbang I'd been at made me really want to try it one day.
So I get home from "work" early and grab a snack. She walks into the room wearing lingerie and a silk robe. I had completely forgotten it was my birthday until I saw that. I wolf a KitKat into me and follow her into the bedroom to find all of our BDSM gear on display. All of it. She tells me to clean myself up and clean myself OUT. I know where this is going (I don't), so I go into the bathroom and clean up a little. I use an enema on my ass to make sure it's all good down there. I walk out feeling fresh and ready for anything she can throw at me. She says to put the gear on. I'm thinking she's going to be dominant tonight and take care of me, so I do as she says obediently. She helps strap me down and now I'm lying on my belly, tied with my legs spread, ankles tied to the bed frame, I'm blindfolded and I've got a butt plug in me. At this point, I still think I'm getting pegged, but she leaves the room. Now I'm thinking she's just forgotten something, or maybe this is going to take a while so she's getting water and maybe another snack ready.
A few more minutes go by and I hear our hall door open and somebody comes in. I can hear them talking, but it's muted through the walls. It's definitely a man though. He walks into the room with me tied down. Now I'm very nervous and VERY aroused. His footsteps were so heavy, he had to be wearing boots. Maybe he was a big guy too, I didn't know, I was still blindfolded. He traces his hands up my legs towards my ass cheeks and massages them briefly before running a hand through my hair, all the while praising me for being such a cute boy. I'm a shaky mess. If he couldn't tell how horny he was making me then he was blind AND deaf. I was whimpering and moaning under my breath like a bitch in heat. I'm thinking she organized a hookup for my birthday and this big man is going to fuck me on our bed, in our apartment, probably with her watching. I couldn't wait, but he just kept touching me lightly, never progressing. My cock was laying flat on the bed, sticking out between my legs like a tail almost. He slowly strokes my exposed cock. It wasn't really stroking though, more like he brushed his fingers against it.
He's relentless with his teasing and I'm considering begging him to just start the show already but I stay quiet. The door opens again. This time the footsteps are louder. No, not louder. There are more of them. The bedroom door opens again and this time so many people walk in that I can't get an idea of how many, but several men's voices all start praising, whistling and hollering for me. When the door closes behind them, it locks. They all go quiet.
The unmistakable sound of my girlfriend's high heels can now be heard walking towards me. She's all dolled up for this while I'm tied and exposed, with a hard cock pressing against the bed leaking precum showing all of these men just how excited I am for them to be here. She takes my blindfold off and is the only person I can see. She kisses me deeply and strokes my hair. "You've been working so hard for us lately baby. I wanted to make this birthday special for you, and I know how much you've wanted this. Are you going to be a good boy and help me with this little problem I've run into?" Now I'm a little confused. Problem? What problem has she got? "I've been having so much fun with all of these girls that it never occurred to me that I've taken them away from their men. Now they're all pent up, and their girls are too busy with me. They need some attention too. Can you help them for me baby?"
After placing my blindfold back on, I can hear her walk to the far side of the room. The laundry chair (nobody's perfect 😅) seems to be her throne for this encounter. The men begin surrounding me. I can feel the bed indent from where they either climb up or sit down. At this point I still don't even know how many are in the room with me, but in the excitement and with my nervous shaken, I didn't notice one of the men get in front of me. When he reached down and touched my face it legitimately frightened me and I jumped further than I'm willing to admit. They all in unison began to shush me, but gently, trying to get me to relax and just calm down. Hands travelled all over my body, my mind too fuzzed with everything happening to even try and count them. Then finally, the inevitable happened. I felt the unmistakable prod of a cock on my cheek, seeking a way into my mouth. Almost instinctively without registering the cock, I opened my mouth and turned my head to face the invader. He slid into my mouth, travelling to the back of my mouth but avoiding my throat. I could tell had more length to offer, but was being gentle. He tested clean and didn't smell. The mental image I had of these men painted them as bigger men with a more masculine stereotype of being sweaty and unkempt, but no pubic hair tickled my nose and his cock head felt remarkably smooth on my tongue. While hands travelled, one pair found my butt plug early in the session and had been pushing it in. He'd now begun pulling it out, agonisingly slowly. Once it was out, I heard it hit the bed next to my head. A bottle of lube had been poured directly onto my ass, seeping down between my cheeks. It was cold and surprised me enough to make me jump a little again, only this time with a nervous man's cock in my mouth, afraid I was about to bite down 😅.
Fingers travelled from my legs to my ass and began smearing the lube deeper past my cheeks. A single, well-lubed finger entered my asshole easily. I was used to insertions at this point so it startled me way less than anything else so far. He quickly realised how stretched I was and pushed a second finger in almost right away. I'm now moaning around the cock in my mouth as he fingers fucks my ass, all the while, more men are feeling up my back and legs, presumably while also stroking their own cocks waiting for their turn. While I'm focusing on sucking the cock being forced into my mouth, I feel the bed shift behind me as a man straddles me. Replacing his fingers in my ass, his cock starts sliding up and down my cheeks. He continues this for a moment before prodding at my hole. I tense you for a second before forcing myself to relax for him. He called me a good boy as he pushed into my ass. He had to be big because even with the plug, lube and his fingers, he still hurt stretching me open.
Now that the fucking has officially begun, the man in my mouth begins pumping into me deeper and I can feel my gag reflex try and kick in. It takes everything I have not to gag, but it's not enough, as he scrapes the back of my throat. The cock in my ass is pounding me relentlessly while hands still travel across my body, only now they're grabbing and spanking. The moaning of the men in me is finally loud enough to drown out my own and it's not long before the cock in my mouth is removed. I'm guessing he didn't want to cum so soon. He smears his cock across my face, covering me in pre and saliva. I don't know who it was, I'm guessing it was the man fucking my ass because of the shaking, but somebody grabbed my hair and pushed my head into the man's crotch. He slaps my face with his cock a few times and then slaps me for real with his hand.m, telling me to open back up slut! I do as he says and his cock is pushed right to the back of my throat in one go. I gag and try to kick my legs, but I'm totally tied down back there. I must have tightened my ass around the other man's cock because he moaned deep and spanked me.
A few more minutes of this and the thrusting in my mouth gets wilder and his pace gets shaky. He cums into my mouth, on my tongue. I swallow it all like a good boy and show him, but he didn't seem to care and was already swapped for a new man who wasted no time getting me ready for his cock. He told the guys to flip me over, so they untied my legs from the bed and put me on my back with my head hanging over the edge. With my ass being filled back up first, the cock resting on my chin began sliding through my mouth, all the way to the back of my throat. It was easier to take him deeper at this angle. I should know, it's my girlfriend and my favourite throat fucking position. Even still, my gag reflex was causing me to spasms slightly and make noises that just seemed to encourage the men to use me harder. I feel somebody begin to stroke my cock properly now that it was up and resting against my torso. I assumed it was the man in my ass, but then he grips my legs hard, leaving fingertip bruises on my thighs and forces himself as deep into my ass as he can go. The stroking continues after he walks away and another new cock takes his place. Then, the stroking gets replaced by a warm and wet sensation. Whoever was stroking my cock had taken my length into their mouth. My ass, my mouth and now my cock were all being used at once. I was in stimulation heaven, but my hands were still tied behind my back and I was still completely blinded.
The man fucking my throat leans down and places some of his weight on my neck, tightening my throat around his cock and making me feel like I'm choking. I didn't realise it at the time, but I think he had me in a blood choke and could have knocked me out had he kept it up for much longer, thankfully he let go and got back to fucking my face. The new cock that had taken my ass lifted my legs and placed himself in a leg lock. If it wasn't for the cock in my mouth causing discomfort, I'd have cum twice by now with my prostate being touched and my cock being sucked. However, the mouth around my cock has been moaning too and it's not long until I feel the warmth of cum on my skin. I think the man sucking my cock was jerking off and had just cum on me. That was so fucking hot to me that my moans when I felt it must have vibrated the cock in my mouth because he started praising me and whimpered like I had been earlier. Now I'm thinking the man who had been sucking my cock and who came from just watching me get used is another submissive. I'm not sure yet, but I'm hoping so.
It's at this point I know there are maybe 5 guys in the room with me, but I still can't be certain. High heels come walking over again, slightly drown out by that slapping of skin on skin and moaning of all the men fucking me and calling me a good boy and their little slut toy. She tells them to stop for a moment and the who room goes quiet. She rolls me over slightly and undoes my cuffs, giving me my hands back. She then lifts my blindfold to show me 6 guys all in our bedroom, waiting to fuck me on our bed. One man, who must have been the one sucking my cock, was in thigh highs and was on the lap of another man. Probably one of the men who'd already cum. I wasn't alone in this gangbang, but he still seemed to hold a higher position than me.
Where the hell does my girlfriend find these guys? 🤤
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I think I'll leave the rest in part 2. It's very late here and I'm very tired. I'll write the rest tomorrow.
I hope you enjoyed that much.
Feel free to message me about anything you'd like to know 😉
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My GF blows me while I upgrade her laptop [MF]
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I feel like no one will believe me. But who cares? I can still remember it fondly.
One of my girlfriends got a new laptop so she could play Cyberpunk 2077. She was having some trouble with performance and game crashes and she asked me to help her upgrade the RAM. No problem, that's an easy job.
We went for a romantic walk through Microcenter and she bought the chip she needed (the total was $67.69, to which I said "Nice!" The cashier laughed.). We went home after dinner and a couple shots at the bar. She gets really horny after a few drinks. Her hands were already running far up the inside of my thigh in the car ride home, feeling for the bulge that was growing under her hand. At my house, I got my screwdrivers and she handed me her laptop with that telltale look in her eyes.
"Do you want a blowjob while you work?" Those beautiful eyes glinted with a playful, innocent, doe-eyed look. The innocence is a total ruse, but I love the illusion. I couldn't say no to such a unique combination.
My jeans slid to the floor, and so did she. She loves giving a surprise blowjob. We both got to work. Her lips wrapped around my cock and gently sucked. Her lips were so soft, brushing feather-soft down my shaft. I grew, I was rock hard by the time I got the last screw out. She started pressing my cock all the way down her throat while I fiddled, trying to pop off an access panel.
She had just finished another deep throat when I shakily asked if she wanted to see the insides of her laptop. "Oooh, cool!" She smiled, kissed me, then went down again, licking my balls and stroking while I reached for the RAM chip. She was not making this easy. My hand twitched when she got a spot I liked. I popped the chip in, trying to remember basic steps while all the blood rushed away from the head I think with. I managed to snap the panel back on. She started focusing on my tip. Sucking with her soft lips and licking and stroking just how she knows I love it.
I felt close to giving her what she wanted. My cock pulsed in her mouth while I reached over her and carefully replaced the screws. One by one, screwing and growling as I felt her. Closer and closer. She started moaning when I pulsed a little precum into her mouth. The last screw was in. I turned the laptop over, and hit the power button. She kept sucking, I was close. She stroked me, licked under my tip, looking up at me while my legs started trembling. My cock had her more intoxicated than the booze. I stood up, the laptop screen turned on, I pushed my cock into her mouth. Here it is... Just right for my good girl. She looked up at me as I started to moan and groan and tell her how she's so good for Daddy. Her lips are so soft, her tongue so strong. My head rolled back when my cock pulsed and shot my warm cum into her mouth. She swallows it all, like the good girl she is, gets up and kisses me. A little drop runs down the side of her mouth, she licks that up too. Good girl.
"Your computer is ready."
But my work had just started. Now it was her turn to play. She went to Night City while I devoured her pussy, while telling her to use the katana instead of the rifle. Way more effective!
10/10 would RAM again.
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 403. Salty, sweaty and sultry.
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Ana had just left after what was an adventurous evening in my bedroom. She was in the mood for a night filled with alcohol and sex toys and I was happy to oblige. We had ravaged one another so vigorously that I wore a fine mist of sweat and other loving juices all over my naked body.
Then she was gone, into the night and away from my lustful grasp. I poured myself some whiskey and took a cigarette to the patio. My body was warm as the alcohol traveled through my veins and the hot smoke flooded my lungs. Smirking as I realized I was too drunk to remove my strap-on before retiring to the patio.
A shadow moved past the glass door, and I could tell it was Patrick. He saw me and stepped outside. Smiling wryly, I approached him with purpose. He lifted his hands and said "Whoa...um...no" before retreating into the house.
It seems the site of his drunk and naked mother, drinking and smoking as she approached him with a strap-on scared him a bit. I could not help but giggle. I texted Michael and seconds later, he joined me on the patio. He had seen me wearing just such a toy and was not afraid of it.
"Do you want to know what Ana tastes like?" I asked playfully.
Leaving the cigarette and whiskey, I took him to my room where I sat on the edge of the bed and waved my mommy-cock gently. He sat next to me and was unsure of what to do. I took off the plastic phallus and deep throated it while moaning.
My girlfriend's sweet and salty juices were all over it. I kissed Michael and he tasted her on my lips and tongue. His entire body filled with an electric sexual energy, and he climbed on me and shoved his powerful dick inside me. He and I fucked like animals until we passed out.
This morning he brought me a smoothie and some aspirin. He will be sleeping in his mother's bed tonight.
**My sons are 27 and 22. If you cannot talk to or flirt with girls, your mom is not an appropriate "Plan B."**
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[F/d] I may have had sex with my daughter - update 1 and 2
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You can read the full update 1 on my profile but to summarize, I got in touch with my ex, she confirmed we had a daughter and showed me a picture, her family made up a story that she had gotten married young and her husband had died. She got recently married and told our daughter the truth, and deduced she must have contacted me. They haven't spoken since but my daughter has been independent for a few months so she is doing well. I messaged my daughter and agreed to meet for breakfast.
Update 2:
We met at a breakfast place she chose near where she was staying and greeted me with a kiss on the lips, I pulled back and she asked what was wrong. I immediately told her that I knew she was my daughter and she broke down to tears, she was cleary scared and said that she was sorry and that she knew it was wrong. I held her and told her it was ok, but I wanted to know why she did it. She told me that seeing her mom date really shitty men over the years made her think that her taste in men was bad and that I must have been a horrible "husband". After my ex confessed the truth she couldn't believe that all this time it was her mom's fault that she grew up without a father figure and that I never even got the chance go be one. She tracked me down hoping to make up for the lost time, but shen she saw me at the bar she said something changed. She said she realized that she had the chance to not only get the father figure she always wanted, but she could also enjoy it in a completely different way.
Towards the end there she had already stopped crying and launched herself towards me, we made out for a few minutes at the restaurant and when we separated I could feel everyone starting at us. She suggested we go back to her place and I agreed, she started stripping as soon as we entered but I stopped her ask asked if this is what she really wants and not just a distraction or a way to deal with her issues, she responded that she understands the situation completely and is sure that she wants it. Having heard this we continued and had sex again, I'm not great at describing but I'll try if you guys want me to, here I'll just say that she is amazing, she is really submissive and likes when I get rough (like slapping and choking). After that we had lunch, (yes it went on quite a while) and she had to leave for work.
I'm posting late because I had a lot of work to catch up on.
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The Little Seductress [F 1137 M 29] [Forbidden Love] [Rough]
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Yoon-mi’s fingers twitched around the human’s muscles as he enveloped her in an embrace, her back pressed against the granite of the boy-cave. She had meant to seduce him to his death, but he was too strong, too wilful, too inquisitive. When she looked in his eyes she didn’t have the strength anymore. She fell for him. She moaned into his neck as she survived every thrust, arms exploring the landscape of his body, her pussy dripping through the pain. She whispered hexes into his ear, begging him to stop, begging him to go deeper. *I am a goddess. I am above you. Fuck. Fuuuck. Ruin my divinity. Fuck. My hero.* There was rapture in the wrongness, from the curling of her toes to the glisten of her thighs. Her pale skin was pink with exertion. He was too much, too much. For once, she had found someone who could reduce her angelic vanity to the mewls of a mind blank with pleasure. He pulled her hair back, kissed her, and love fluttered down her chest as she gave herself completely, wrapping her powerful thighs around the heft of his muscles. It was a cold night and he was warm. Yoon-mi purred with contentment.
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Sinner's Delight [Nun x Demon] {F27/M5000] [Oral Sex] [Graphic Sex] {BDSM] [Dom/Sub]
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Hello sweetlings! I wanted to give you a little taste of a short story I published on my patreon. You can read the rest of it (and many others) on [patreon.com/lilithwolfe](https://patreon.com/lilithwolfe)
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He seemed to ponder for a while, before squeezing her cheeks firmly between his fingers and pulling her face even closer to his. He was now so close that she could feel his breath on her skin.
"Fine. But I want you to let me know if it is too much for you."
"I promise." She smiled smugly, drawing a cross over her chest with the tip of her finger.
"You saucy little minx.” The demon rolled his eyes, doing his best to hold back a laugh. “You are luckier than you are wise."
He kissed her forehead, then stepped back. His body stretched again, this time well over two metres. His dark skin had become pale, his black hair grew down to his shoulders and two long horns extended out from his head. Eleonora's eyes widened as she saw his hardened cock reach above the middle of his abdomen.
"That will never fit!"
He grinned, revealing a set of sharp fangs, then used his powers to strip her of her clothes. The demon grabbed one of her breasts, making her wince as he cut into the delicate skin with his claws.
"You wanted to see the real me, so... We'll make it fit."
His deep, husky voice gave her goose bumps. Eleonora wrapped both hands around his cock, making him gasp as she slowly moved them along his length.
His red eyes darkened with desire.
"Those are dangerous games you're playing, angel." He grabbed her wrists, moving her hands away from his dick and bringing them to his lips so he could kiss them. "Do you still remember your safe word?"
She nodded.
"Raven."
"Good girl." He lifted her in his strong arms and buried his face in her neck, inhaling her floral scent. Dantalion slid his tongue along the protruding vein, managing to get a shaky moan to escape her lips. "Hold on to my horns."
The request puzzled her, but she complied. As soon as her fingers tightened firmly around his horns, the demon propped her ass up with his hands, lifting her up until he could slip her legs over his shoulders.
She blushed as she felt his labored breath against her sex.
"Dantalion, what are you..." The words caught in her throat as soon as she felt his tongue slide along her pussy. A hoarse moan echoed through the room as he flicked it over her sensitive clit.
"I will never taste anything as delicious as you." He glanced at her with beastly hunger darkening his gaze, before sliding his fangs down her thigh. She screamed as he bit her, tearing her skin. Eleonora struggled to hold on to his horns as he penetrated her with his tongue, moving it relentlessly as if he were starving and only she could sate his hunger. His claws dug into the tender flesh of her ass, pulling her closer to him as he stimulated her.
She was a panting mess, biting hard on her lower lip as pleasure began forming a knot in the bottom of her stomach. When her orgasm finally overpowered her, she was unable to hold back her cries of pleasure.
Dantalion kissed the inside of her thigh, before carefully sitting her down on the desk. He spread her legs apart and slid his thumb over her swollen clit. She pressed her thighs together again.
"No... It's sensitive..."
Her voice was nothing more than a soft whisper. He pushed them apart again.
"If you don't think you can handle it, then use your safe word. Otherwise, I won't stop."
"Can't you at least let me pleasure you?" She looked at his rock-hard cock. "That looks extremely painful."
"Your pleasure is my pleasure. I am here to serve you, angel." His lips curved into a mischievous grin. "Besides, burying myself in you will be pleasurable enough."
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[35F] My couples massage turned into a pussy massage (squirting)
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My husband and I recently went on vacation and went to a local spa for a couples massage. Our massage therapists brought us back to the room and told us to get as naked as we were comfortable. If you’ve seen my profile, you know that I have no problem with nudity, and we both frequently get nude massages back home. So our clothes came off and we got under the thin sheets as instructed.
Before they came back in, we were whispering about how hot both of our therapists were. His was definitely an older milf with a nice plump ass and large tits. Mine was a younger guy with toned arms and a soothing voice.
When they came back in, my therapist immediately pressed his warm hands into my cold shoulders, and pulled the sheet down to just above my ass. He then oiled his hands and my and worked his hands over in long, slow strokes. He rubbed down the sides of my body and let his fingertips linger every time he was grazing my side boob. I was already getting a little turned on from this.
He moved down to my legs and and repositioned the sheet so that it was barely covering my ass. I honestly thing he could see my pussy at this point. He rubbed his firm hands up my thighs and let his fingers pause right before he reached my mound. He was turning me on like crazy, and I think he could tell.
Next, he transitioned to more of a Thai massage technique where he stretched each leg against different parts of his body. While he was holding my knee hard into his hip, he used his hands to rub my thighs and he kept getting closer and closer to my pussy each time.
After doing the other side, and making me super horny, he had me turn over so that my tits were facing up. He lazily draped the sheet just across my mound and pussy, but still exposed my bare breasts fully. He rubbed my arms and shoulders and then asked if I was ok with a breast massage. Of course I was, as I was practically dripping onto his massage table by this point.
He rubbed my tits used his fingertips to draw small circles around my nipples. I was slightly squirming under his touch and my breathing was getting deeper. Every time he touched my nipples, I felt a jolt straight to my pussy. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore before letting out a sigh of pleasure, he stopped.
My husband’s therapist spoke to both of us and said they offered “adult services” and would give us a minute to discuss. I looked at my husband for the first time in an hour and saw that he had a huge boner, and that his therapist had given him a similar treatment to me.
It took less than 5 seconds for us to both say we wanted to do it, and then he came over to my table to feel how wet I was. My slit was already glistening and he dipped one finger in and then brought it to his lips. I reached out for his cock and he brought it over to my face so I could give him a few quick sucks.
Our massage therapists came back in and I told them we wanted the adult service. They both seemed happy and got to work. My therapist immediately spread open my legs and started rubbing my inner thighs. I could feel my pussy twitching in anticipation every time he got closer. Finally, he let his fingers spread over my mound and I let out a sigh when he finally touched my wet slit.
He used one hand to spread my lips open and used the other to rub a finger from my clit down to the bottom edge of my hole, pausing slightly over the opening. He kept doing this motion until I started moving my hips against his hand for more.
Finally, he plunged a finger into my hole and I let out a loud moan. It felt incredible to finally have something in my needy pussy after being teased. He did something wild with my clit where he used multiple fingers on it at once somehow, and also slipped a second finger in my pussy.
I told him I was was going to cum, and in a stern voice, he replied with “not yet.” He then stopped what he was doing and switched to rubbing my body down again. I realized he planned to edge me, and I was so excited.
After a minute or two to let me come back down from my near-orgasm, he went back to my pussy and repeated the same technique. It wasn’t long before my pussy was leaking all over his hand and the table, and I was moaning that I was going to cum again.
Just like before, he stopped and let me cool down. I was so close to orgasm that I had to breathe deeply to fully stop it. After another minute, he looked at me and said this time I was going to cum, and not to hold anything back.
He spread my legs a little bit wider and started rubbing my soaking wet pussy again. He got his two fingers into position in my pussy, but hooked them upwards slightly until he was pressing on my gspot. He started working my clit, and soon he was massaging both in rhythm with each other.
I could feel my orgasm building up and my moans were turning more into breathless sighs. I heard my husband from across the room say he wanted me to cum for the therapist, and this was all the encouragement I needed.
My whole body tensed up, starting with my pussy and spreading to all of my muscles. I involuntarily held my breath and he knew I was ready. In one motion, he pulled his fingers out of my pussy and pressed down harder on my clit. I felt my clit start to pulse as my body started shaking on the table. My pussy was squeezing super hard and I started squirting across the table and all over my therapist’s arms. He smiled when this happened, and encouraged me to squirt more.
He lightly rubbed my clit using this technique for a good minute and kept me in this constant orgasmic state. Every few seconds or so, I’d squirt more, and he’d smile every time. By the time we were done, the table and his clothes were drenched, and he told me this is why he keeps a spare.
Our therapists left and I realized my husband had been done a few minutes before me and just got to enjoy the show. We toweled off and got dressed, and then went back out to the waiting room to find cucumber water waiting for us.
Of course, my husband and I immediately went back to the hotel to fuck each other right after!
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[S/B] My brother impregnated me and we’re dating… (Update 20! The long awaited update, with a surprise towards the end!)
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Hey everyone!
A little while ago I put a poll out on my profile asking if I should do another normal update since it’s been like 3-4 months and the overall consensus was yes, so here it is! I would have put it out sooner, but I’ve had it a little bit rough since I made that poll which I’ll get into below.
So! Just brief update then some details later on in the post, everyone is doing well! Since my last update, my brother has gotten a job and started working which is nice but also I’ve been missing him during the day which sucks, but what can you do. My girlfriend is still working, her and I are now both approximately 5 months pregnant (I’ve got a surprise at the end of the post haha)! My daughter is doing very well! She’s crawling all over the place and recently has been hard to keep up with, especially since I injured my foot and can’t walk on it unless I’m in a boot cast. As for how I hurt my foot, I was moving a box off of a counter top sort of thing and it slipped out of my hands and landed on my food. Now the box was really heavy and luckily nothing is broken just the doctor says it’s deep tissue bruising which could take a while to go back to normal. So that along with getting a bit of a virus and getting sick in the last week to 2 weeks is why it took my so long to get this post out and write it.
Now since my last regular update which was sooo long ago, the main things that have happened I’ve pretty much already mentioned and the rest has been pretty normal for us. Me taking care of my daughter during the day awaiting my brother and girlfriend arrival home from work. Then when they do get home my girlfriend and I goofing around when we can while my brother is in his own little world gaming until we go distract him haha. We have dinner together, watch some TV maybe a movie, and usually have some more intimate fun when my daughter is asleep for her nap or later on in the evening.
Ok! Now! To get into what I’m hoping many of you are interested in. Our pregnancies! We’re both now 5 months pregnant and while I’ve been sick off and on throughout it, nothing is wrong with pregnancy luckily! My girlfriend’s pregnancy is going just about perfectly! She barely ever even has morning sickness which I’m soooo jealous about. She’s super excited as the pregnancy going further along and she’s showing more and more, especially her boobs growing! That’s what she’s probably most excited about! And now… for the surprise I told you about in the beginning of my post… We found out the genders of our babies! So here it is!! I’m going to be having a nice wonderful handsome little boy and she’ll be have a amazing beautiful little girl!!!
If there’s any questions about what happened over the last few months please feel free to ask and I’ll expand on this or just let you know directly!
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My married FWB held me down and fucked me hard [MF]
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He texted me out of no where to tell me he was coming over. He didn't give me a choice, not that I would have said no anyway. I wanted to quickly change into something sexy for him, but decided on just wearing my bra and panties. That's how I answered the door for him. Something was off though, he seemed very angry. He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to the bedroom where he forced me to my knees and fucked my face. He held my arms over my head, pinned my back to a wall and fucked my mouth. I was choking and gagging, but I didn't want him to stop. Then he pinned me to the bed, pulled my panties off and fucked me. He held me down, he choked me with his hand, and he gave it to me so hard. He even slapped me. I enjoyed being fucked so roughly and I did cum just before he did. He came inside me and that was it. Just as quickly as it started it was over and he left me there, roughly used and exhausted. I asked him later what that was about and he said he was mad at his wife lol
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[B/S] What should I do?
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I (20M) think my sister (22F) is sending me mix signals and I don’t know what to do/ proceeds this.
So one day while I was chilling on the couch and was watching tv until my sister called me to my room when she heard particular noise coming from my drawer. Once I enter my room I immediately closed my door because I knew what she was hearing, I was stupid enough to realize that I left my Male Masterbater (which is the first time buying) on and it was making my drawer vibrate.
When I saw that she opened my dresser drawer and she saw what was making that noise, I wanted to quickly explain to her but I was stuttering the whole time but she said that it was alright and she was actually impressed that I went to an adult shop before her. She asked me questions that I would have never heard her say to me like “which store did you go to?”, “was that the only thing you purchase?” and finally “was are some options do you recommend for me?” Not gonna lie but that last question turned me on and I have never had any feeling for her but that day changed my thinking.
Days go by and nothing really much happened until the other day when she got home from shopping with my mother and out of nowhere she tells me that they both went to a sex shop and she bought herself a small vibrator for herself and the though of my sister and my mother looking through a sex shop together really made me hard and that night I jerked of to that.
Throughout the day we were comfortable about each other that we talked about what we liked and she even showed what gets her going from Twitter but I don’t know how to proceed this. Should I talked about what I feel about this or should I just not do anything at all?
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Forever Hung (Part 17) [sci-fi] [slow burn] [all characters over 21]
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Clara insisted it was a one time thing. She spent her evening with Harry in their room, where he undoubtedly proffered himself before her with chocolates and oil massages, while I had dinner with Maddie and Madison on the back porch—shrimp gumbo with bread and white wine.
But if, as the others busied themselves throughout the following days, I ever gave her a knowing look before wandering down the old horse trail, she’d always meet me in the stable. We found an abandoned service road and we’d take the motorcycle to explore the far, hidden perimeters of the estate. She always drove—I had no idea how—while I held onto her waist. I unzipped her pants as we rode. I’d reach between her legs and let the engine rattle my fingers against her panties. Until we found a secluded field where we could lean the bike against a tree and undress each other in the tall grass. “Last time,” she said, presenting her bottom, the most captivating of a thousand wildflowers.
Stumbling upon an old barn one day, Clara spanked me as I climbed through the stoop-less doorway. I helped her up, then threw her over my shoulder as she swatted my back. When I set her down, she sat on a rickety staircase leading to the loft. She smiled at me and said I could only watch as she began to touch herself beneath her dress. When it was my turn, she stood with her thigh against my thigh, squeezing my bicep, until I came across the floor. “Truly the last time,” she said, twirling her finger across my wet tip.
Soon our desires became too urgent to bother leaving the house. In the lab one morning, as she sat for my tests, I kept an eye on Harry. When I was sure he was preoccupied with his microscope three desks away, I moved a hand beneath Clara’s dress. I planned to slip a small note—“garage now”—into the band of her panties, but finding none, I had to wait for a second opportunity to tuck the note inside her cleavage.
It took longer to sneak away than I’d thought and I was worried Clara had grown impatient. Indeed, I didn’t see anyone when I glanced around the professor’s garage, a space the size of a small hangar lined with antique cars. But after a moment I heard a whistle from the far wall. I walked toward it, my boots echoing against the concrete. A cherry red speedster, a half-built hot rod, a late-century coupe—I was certain the whistle had come from that direction, but I saw no one.
Then I heard it again. Louder, closer. A two-tone sedan from the 1950s. I approached the driver side door, and peering through the window I saw Clara, topless, her dress pushed down around her waist, lying back across the bench seat, sliding one finger back and forth between her bare, forbidden lips.
She smiled and glanced up toward the opposite window. I walked slowly around the hood, her body hidden from sight for a few inexorable moments, then opened the passenger side door to the scent of her perfume.
She let her head hang back over the side of the seat and took my cock in her mouth. I braced myself against the roof of the car, surprised by the sudden warmth. Then, desperate to take part, I ducked into the cabin. I ran my hands down the underside of her breasts, across the rise and fall of her abdomen. With both of her hands occupied with my body, she held her knees tightly together, a reminder of where I was not allowed to go.
“Fingers don’t count,” I said, squeezing my hand between her thighs near her knees.
Clara moaned. She shook her head and squeezed my ass as a warning.
I began to slide my hand lower. She swatted it away.
I gave up. I respected her wishes. I ran my hands along the outside of her thighs as she pulled me back and forth into her mouth. But then she moaned, began to rub her thighs together, and in a spark of agreement she grabbed my hand and plunged it between her legs, two of my fingers awash in her rosy spring.
Bolder still, Clara came to me one night after dinner, when I should have been with Maddie and she with Harry, and said she needed to show me something on her husband’s boat.
“Show me something?”
“Yes,” she said, hands behind her back.
“Show me what?”
“A compass.”
“I see,” I said. “I love compasses.”
We met in the boathouse. I backed her against the raised hull as we kissed, ran my hands along her black panty hose. She gently pushed me away, then turned and began to climb.
As she held herself on the edge of the boat, her bottom pressed against my face, I caught the faint aroma of her scent, the moist nylon, and I became so besotted that I grabbed her waist before she could haul herself any further aboard.
She looked back at me.
“Is it really all for Harry?” I asked. I kissed the back of her left thigh, just below her bum.
She tried to pull herself into the boat, but I held her firmly.
I kissed closer to her right leg. “Just a taste,” I said, then I pressed my tongue against her damp panty hose.
She still tried to squirm away, but at the same time I felt her press back against my mouth.
“That’s your taste,” Clara said.
I found a slight tear in the hosiery. I slipped my finger through, widening the tear slightly. I slipped a second finger through, widening the tear slightly more. I took the hosiery in both hands and ripped them open. Her bottom, the underside of her wet lips. I dove forward and kissed hungrily, pressing my tongue inside her sopping pussy. I licked. I licked, breathing Clara in as I tasted her, and this is when I became convinced that, despite his claims, the professor surely must have made some genetic tweaks to his wife, for she tasted not only like the delicate delight of a woman, but also of sweet Grecian honey with the slightest hint of cardamom.
We never made it into the boat. I laid her back in a hammock and she held my head between her legs until she came. Then I licked her until she came again.
She took my cock in both hands. She looked me in the eyes. Her arms shook faster. She smiled as my mouth parted. She didn’t look away until I shot across her stomach. My cum ran between her legs, against her sapid lips.
Clara left the boathouse first, crossing the darkened lawn with her tattered tights shoved inside the pocket of her dress. I waited in case anyone was watching. When I at last started toward the house, I noticed that the laboratory light was on, odd at such an hour.
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Hot [MF] and Spicy Cooled down real quick!
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So my wife and I have been married for almost 7 years now. Our sex life takes big swings sometimes. There are times that I can't keep her off of me and then there are times where we barely touch for weeks. We'll today I woke my wife up by going down on her and enjoying her body. We eventually had PIV sex, but had to cut it short because of kids banging on the door. Fast forward to afternoon, I walk into our bedroom and there my wife is sitting on the bed smiling at me. I noticed that the door was shut, so the kids shouldn't be able to come in (there is a childproof handle on the outside portion of the door). I knew exactly what my wife wanted simply by assessing the situation, so I approached her and began to kiss her passionately. We could barely contain ourselves! Soon the clothes were coming off and we were all over each other. I entered her and had just begun to pick up the pace when the door went flying open! I instantly rolled off the bed while my wife and I told the kids that they needed to leave the room immediately. As we were getting the kids to leave I was hiding beside the bed while also trying to pull the blankets over my wife. Needless to say, our sexy time was cut short. That is the first time that has happened to us, so we couldn't keep from laughing at the situation. The plus side is that my wife is more turned on than ever because she was deprived of what she wanted. She's been making comments all day long about how she can't wait for bedtime.
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[S/S] My (trans) sister and our boyfriend left me so sore and so HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I think Jeff and my sister must have devised a sexy and secret evil plan to give it to me good last night!!!
Jeff was banging me with his ginormous wiener while my sister watched and stroked her dick. Before he could cum, he stopped and pulled out. I was like "Duhfuk???"
Then my sister switched places with him, and I was happy again as she used her adorable girly dick to fuck me hard. When she was just about to cum, she stopped, and Jeff took over again!!!!! Now I understood.
We were listening to Barry White and I was getting railed like a hyper little sex monkey!!!! They kept switching places and sometimes I would play with one's dick while the other had their dick inside me!!! Ugh!!! So good!!!
The really fun part was when they both started to get tired, Jeff fucked me really hard while my sister fucked my little mouth! They came at almost the same time and then Jeff pulled out and my sister went down on me until I came and screamed!!!!
It was before 10pm, so I don't think I disturbed our nice neighbor.
My sister has scheduled her vasectomy!!! We have all decided that once she gets it, I will have my IUD removed and hopefully, Jeff will knock me up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I think I would be a good mom. At least I hope so!
Bye.
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[F/D] Advice for a Dad
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(Revised for moderators)*
Hi everyone. I am a father(47) of 2 beautiful daughters (20) and (22). I've been divorced for about 5 years now living the single life the best I know how. Dating apps are not easy.
Anyways, I have always loved the idea and fantasy of incest, but never fully had the opportunity to live the dream. I had a smoking hot mom that loved me dearly and that would openly talk about sex. I even once, in a drunken state, asked her if she wanted to mess around. She bent over showing me her cleavage and winked at me, telling me it was tempting but not a chance. We had a great relationship until she passed away 2 years ago.
Fast forward to now, my daughter's are my world! Both are in college and have scholarships. I am a proud dad!
So in the past year I decided to quit drinking and sober up. Which really helped my relationships with everyone, including my daughters. They are so proud of my accomplishments and love that their father is fully present again.
During this year I started therapy to help get my life back on track and it has been great. In the sessions, I started talking about my eldest daughter.
My eldest daughter (let's call her Skylar) is 22 and the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. I never ever had inappropriate thoughts about her when she was younger.
It started about 2 years ago. She was at my house with some of her girlfriends and all of us were drinking. They were playing cards against humanity and asked if I wanted to join in. Her friends were so hot and I couldn't say no.
We got to playing and since I was feeling loose I picked all of the cards that were most inappropriate. To show that I have a dark side. Skylar was so embarrassed, but I could tell that she loved it. All of her friends by the end of the night were hanging on every single word I said. I almost hooked up with one of them.
I have been having sexual fantasies about my daughter (Skylar) and I am stuck on how to approach it.
The therapist told me to "sit on my feeling for a while."
The problem is the more I sit on my feeling about Skylar the more I think about her and have desire for her. I think the best course of action is to listen to words of advice and encouragement and then make up my mind on how to proceed.
Thank you for reading and please feel free to reach out and comment. Be nice please! 😁
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I [F]ucked A Stranger [M] and Let Him Record to Cuck My Ex
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At this point I didn’t care who this man was, I felt like I was his slut, willing to let him completely dominate me.
He stopped throatfucking me and a line of spit connected from the head of his dick to my lips as I leaned back and played with myself more in front of him. I would do anything this man wanted me to do.
Let’s take a step back. During my sophomore year of college my boyfriend broke up with me a few days before Halloween. He kept calling me a slut because I liked to show off my body in tight dresses and go out dancing on my girlfriends.
I was so tired of his bullshit that when I found out there was going to be a Halloween party at the condos off campus I knew how I was going to enjoy myself. I was going to dress as slutty as I could, go into that party, and fuck a stranger. Why not really be the slut he kept saying I was?
I didn’t have much time to find a costume, so I borrowed a catwoman mask from a friend down the hall and wore a skin tight black bodysuit with fishnets and boots that I already owned. My ass looked amazing and my titties were ready to pop right out of the bodysuit. I felt like a sexy slut ready for a fun night.
When we got to the party, music was blasting and everyone was having a good time. I grabbed a cup of jungle juice and was quickly feeling myself so I started grinding on my girls. When I looked up I saw a guy in a Darth Vader mask standing across the room talking to a small group while watching me dance with my friends.
I couldn’t tell what his face looked like behind the mask, but he had a nice build and the fact that he was watching me dance on my girls started to turn me on. I finished the rest of my jungle juice and told my friends I was going to grab some more and I’d be back.
I didn’t want more. I wanted him. I walked over to Darth Vader and pushed him against the wall then looked right into his eyes and gave him the “fuck me” eyes before turning around and grinding on him to the music. He pulled me closer and started grinding on me harder. Our movement was fluid, we were so in sync, and my pussy was getting wetter.
As we danced, I felt his dick grow through his pants. I reached my hand back and rubbed on it before turning around and telling him to follow me. We made our way through the crowd, toward the back side of the condo, and went up the stairs to a loft area with a single bed overlooking the party.
I was horny, my pussy was soaked, and even though I had no idea what his name was, I knew I wanted to suck his dick. We got in front of the bed and I immediately dropped to my knees and started to take his pants off. I rubbed his dick through his boxers then pulled it out and my eyes grew with excitement. I couldn’t believe how big it was.
Without thinking I gripped his dick with one hand and put the head of it in my mouth. It tasted so good that I went from swirling my tongue around it to sucking it. He was way bigger than my ex so I wasn’t sure how much of it I would be able to take. I was able to get down to my hand while sucking it so I thought maybe I could try to deepthroat the whole thing.
When I pulled back from his dick and looked up I noticed he had his phone out and was recording me. I thought about telling him to put it away at first, but then I thought about how much more fun it would be to show my ex the slut he missed out on.
I moved my hand and pushed my head down feeling his long thick dick stretching my throat. I choked on it a little but I knew he would like that. When I finally let it out of my throat I looked up at him and could feel a different side of me had taken over. I never felt this slutty before but I loved it and was quickly getting lost in the feeling, especially the more I looked into the camera and thought about my ex watching everything.
From that moment I took ownership of his dick. I spit on it then grabbed it again with one hand while grabbing his balls with my other hand. I was stroking and sucking on his dick being as nasty as I could possibly be. At one point I realized his dick was big enough to stroke with two hands while sucking, so I wrapped both hands around his shaft and went to work.
I sucked on his balls while stroking him and looking right into the camera. I could feel his dick pulsing in my hand which made me so horny that I unzipped my bodysuit and pulled my titties out. He started to play with my nipples and that really drove me over the edge. I was deepthroating him again and then he took my head and thrust into me. I loved the way he was throatfucking me so much that I had to start playing with my pussy.
I sat back playing with myself for him to see while he reached into his pocket to pull out a condom. My face lit up with excitement.
“Are you ready for me?” He asked.
“Yes! I NEED to feel you,” I told him while I sat on my knees playing with myself.
He bent me over the bed and I unbuttoned my bodysuit to expose my pussy to him. The next thing I know I feel his dick sliding into my pussy. I couldn’t help but throw it back on him while he was thrusting into me. His dick felt magical and I wanted every inch deep inside of me.
I looked back and saw him recording again so I started to really throw it back. I was loving the attention from the camera but also how dirty it felt to fuck someone who’s name I didn’t even know.
He grabbed my hips and kept stretching out my pussy as I moaned. Something about us fucking upstairs while the party was still going on downstairs made everything even hotter. I could hear the music and people, but they had no clue that I was taking a stranger’s dick right above them.
We kept fucking for a few more minutes before I saw my phone lighting up. I looked to see my friends texting me asking where I was. As much as I was enjoying myself, I knew they’d come looking for me if I didn’t wrap things up quick.
I turned back and told him we had to stop then quickly fixed myself up. I grabbed his phone and put my number in it then told him to send me the videos before running back downstairs. When I got back to my friends they asked where I had gone. I looked up at the loft area to see Darth Vader standing there looking down at me through the crowd.
My phone buzzed, I looked down and a random number had sent me a few videos.
“Oh I was just talking to someone…” I knew I couldn’t tell them what I had just done, but I also knew this wasn’t going to be my last time sucking and fucking that beautiful dick.
When I got home I watched the videos he had sent over and came so hard at how slutty I had been. I sent them to my ex and said, “Finally know what good dick feels like 😘”
*Hope you all enjoyed! This story is part 1 of a series I'm starting called Adventures of Lexi based on my IRL sexual experiences.*
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Gave my boyfriend a blowjob during a videocall while another girl watched. [F]32
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I recently shared the story of my Valentine's Day adventure in Toronto, where I met a beautiful Latina girl and had an unforgettable night with her. But now, I feel compelled to update that story and share the latest developments.
After we parted ways in Toronto, I thought that would be the end of our passionate encounter. But a few days later, I received a friend request from her on IG We started chatting and soon found ourselves planning a video call
As we started the video call, I felt a familiar thrill course through me as I looked into her eyes. The chemistry between us was palpable. As we talked, the conversation grew increasingly flirty, with subtle hints of attraction simmering just beneath the surface. The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife, and I felt my pulse racing with anticipation.
Then, my boyfriend arrived home and I introduced him to the her. He knew all about what had happened between us. I had told him everything. We have no secrets between us, and he was just as excited as I was about exploring the boundaries of our shared passion
As the call grew more and more heated, I found myself growing bolder, eager to push the limits of my own desire. I knelt before my boyfriend, my fingers nimble as I quickly unzipped his pants, revealing his growing erection.
I licked my lips in anticipation as I took him in my hand, stroking him gently as I leaned in closer, my warm breath teasing the sensitive skin of his shaft. I kissed the head of his cock, my tongue darting out to taste the salty precum that had gathered there.
I ran my tongue down the length of him, savoring the feel of him in my mouth as I took him deeper and deeper, my lips wrapped tightly around him. I bobbed my head up and down, my mouth working him with a skill that I had honed over years of practice.
Meanwhile, the Latina girl watched from the other side of the screen, her eyes bright with desire as she rubbed herself.
As I sucked him, I felt his hands on my head, guiding me as he thrust into my mouth, eager to reach the pinnacle of pleasure. I met his every movement with equal enthusiasm, relishing the way he moaned and gasped with each passing second.
The thrill of being watched only intensified my own pleasure, and I felt a deep sense of satisfaction and excitement knowing that I was sharing such an intimate moment.
I could feel him growing closer and closer to climax. His thrusts became more urgent, his breathing ragged as he neared the pinnacle of pleasure.
And then, with a low groan, he erupted in my mouth, his hot, salty seed filling me as I swallowed it down with a greedy hunger. The taste of him lingered on my tongue, a heady mixture of pleasure and desire that left me gasping for breath.
As I pulled away, panting and sated, I looked up at the screen to see the Latina girl watching us, her eyes wide with lust and desire. She moaned softly, her fingers moving faster between her thighs as she watched me swallow my boyfriend's cum.
In that moment, I felt a deep sense of satisfaction and pleasure, knowing that I had shared such an intimate experience with both my boyfriend and the beautiful woman on the other side of the screen.
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[B/s] the long road home - the tryst (part 3)
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The names are fake, dates are made up, and the places don't exist. All parties participating in sexual activities were over 18 at the time of the event.
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[I promised to give Emma all of me. At least for one tonight.](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/ytrkw7/bs_the_long_road_home_the_tryst_part_2/)
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It was close to midnight when my penis began to stiffen with Emma's repeated caresses. I'm sure most other couples would have given up and gone to sleep by then, but there was something about that night. Neither of us wanted to sleep. We didn't want the night to end. Sleep would bring the morning. Morning would bring check out time, and the slow trudge back to our homes, hundreds of miles from this place of real love.
Emma noticed my new erection before I did, and she slowly turned toward me for a kiss. It was that moment I realized my face was basically coated in her dried juices. I didn't even get a chance to say something about it when she latched on to my lips and began kissing me passionately. She moaned into my mouth several times and began sucking on my lower lip. She pulled away from me still sucking on my lip, then released it with this little smack.
The fact I was covered in her juices didn't seem to be a problem for Emma. That or she just didn't notice. Then I realized, with that kiss there was probably a few of my own little sperm cells swimming around in my mouth. The idea was strangely arousing.
When Emma touched me again, she could have taken my pulse from my shaft! She rolled, climbed up and knelt over my lap. Leaning in close she began kissing me even more passionately and I reached around her and gripped her right butt-cheek as I held my penis up and guided her body down.
For only the second time in our lives, I felt Emma's vagina swallow my penis. And it wasn't a quiet penetration this time. With a long and very loud moan Emma lowered herself into my lap, completely absorbing my penis.
"So much better than shit-bag." She moaned with those first tentative movements.
"Who?"
"The boy I'm cheating on you with, my love." she replied with a sexy smile.
It sounded playful, but I was completely oblivious to anything and anyone not in that room with us.
"Should I be worried?" I asked without thinking.
"Oh, no, my love. No one compares to this." she lovingly replied as she began deliberately grinding my lap.
Looking back, I think that was the moment Emma decided I was her real lover. Shit-bag was only the man she shared a house with. I didn't really realize how much Emma needed this. How much she needed ME to replace her husband. I thought it was some kind of role-play but I've never role played before.
I put my arms around her waist and pulled her close. She gazed into my eyes as she arched her back and tipped her pelvis into me. I could actually FEEL her rigid clitoris pressed into my pubic bone. I held her tight and humped into her. Right away we were rocking against each other in unison.
I was pressed deep inside her and she was so completely turned on. I could feel occasional drips of vaginal fluid seeping down my groin and testicles. It was quickly soaking through the sheets and making a complete mess of the bed, but I didn't mind. I wanted to finally experience what the kids in school used to call "being creamed on." Besides, the room had another bed!
We made love like that for a few minutes before Emma started picking up speed. Obviously having an ejaculation already, I was able to control myself, but Emma lost herself to pleasure completely. At first she softly moaned into my mouth, then only seconds later, Her vagina started pulsing and she threw back her head and cried out with joy.
"God! YES! GOD! Yes! YES! YESSS!"
She began her vocal celebration in English, but inside only a few words, she was simply moaning single syllable vowels over and over. It must have been a stacked orgasm because Emma was basically screaming and thrashing around on my penis for close to 10 minutes straight. It was well past the middle of the night by then, but neither of us cared. I guess no one in the hotel cared either. At least no one complained. I think it was a stacked orgasm.
It felt so absolutely divine watching her come down from that. Both of us were so drenched in sweat and sexual fluids, we were slipping around on one another like we were covered in oil. When it was done, I laid back and watched Emma slowly continue grinding. For her, right then, there was no world around us. Only us.
When the heat in our loins cooled a little, Emma relaxed and fell back toward the foot of the bed. My penis was pulled out of her vagina with a messy squelch and it flopped over and slapped my pelvic area. Emma was almost gushing vaginal fluids and her clitoris was sticking up, like a slimy little judgemental finger, pointing at me from under her clitoral hood.
We lay there for a long time, catching our breath and staring at one another. Emma looked so amazing laying there. Every inch of her body was slick and shiny with sweat. Even after 2 children her breasts were full and succulent. Her skin was amazingly supple and glistened in the hotel lights, and who could forget that glorious clitoris. What husband could possibly find this amazing creature "gross"?? If I hadn't been so physically spent right then, I would have gone down for another taste!
After a good 10 or 15 minutes, we finally gathered ourselves up and went to take a shower. The clock said 12:45, but neither of us was even the slightest bit sleepy. We felt exhilarated and alive and a quick shower seemed like a fun way to explore our new and sexy relationship.
I ran the shower and Emma took a quick potty break and drank a couple glasses of water before we met in the stall. I was loathed to wash Emma's scent off my body, but we didn't do much actual washing anyway. As soon as we were under that warm water, I pulled Emma into my arms and held her close.
Emma started first by lightly kissing my neck. I followed up by kissing the side of her head and cheek. Before long, we met in the middle and started kissing passionately under the spray. We managed to rinse our bodies, but the soap wasn't really involved in the process. It was more like we were just groping one another and the rinsing that happened was just a byproduct.
We gave up washing within minutes of getting wet, then we came out kissing, fondling and groping our way back to bed. We didn't even touch the towels. If the sheets were wet before, they were soaked the second we landed, dripping wet, on the bed.
We didn't bother with the blanket, the room was perfectly comfortable and neither of us wanted to wrestle with something other than each other. Emma scooted back and laid out on the center of the bed and spread her legs wide, then held her arms out, silently demanding me to come to her.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised my penis was so firm already. After all, I was only 24 and I was with an amazing, young, and fertile woman! Not to mention the taboo of our relationship (She was both married AND my sister). And yet, it still amazes me how easy those erections were!
I eagerly crawled up and began amorously kissing her neck and shoulders. Moments later, I was blindly caressing Emma's vulva with the head of my rock hard penis. Feeling my aim was off, Emma reached down and guided me into her hungry vagina. She was still so completely aroused there was no resistance at all. I just pressed myself in and soaked in her juices.
Despite the rush to start, we were slow this time. I averaged maybe one full thrust every few seconds. We moved so agonizingly slow, it was almost torture. But as I keep saying, we both knew this was only the beginning. There was no sense in rushing.
We made slow love for at least 30 minutes before Emma shuddered in ecstasy. I felt her softly pulsing around my penis. It was no where near as powerful as her last orgasm. It seemed like it was soothing her instead of energizing her. I wondered if we needed to stop. I'd heard from numerous sourced (including boner pill commercials in the early 2000's) that prolonged sex could cause too much sensitivity and even pain. But this was all new ground for me in so many ways. For heavens sake, this was the first Time I experienced multiple sexual encounters in less than 24 hours.
After a few minutes, when I was still feeling good and she was still rocking and writhing under me, I figured it was fine so I just continued slowly thrusting. Then, Emma started caressing me all over, very amorously.
The sex was great by itself, but there was something in her touch that scratched an itch I didn't even know I had. It was making me even harder than before and I feel like I was touching parts of her vagina she really hasn't had stimulated before. Then she locked her eyes on mine.
"Would you be OK... cumming inside me?" She breathily asked while staring into my eyes.
I cant describe the argument I had with myself in my head. It happened so fast and I got the biggest dose of adrenaline and I suddenly became hyper-aware of my penis and where it was right that second.
The last time Emma and I had sex, she was already pregnant. This time, she was not. As far as I knew she was at least able to become pregnant. Right then, as far as I knew, we were in danger of making a baby together! She never said a word about birth control and prior to that moment it was the furthest thing from my mind! But in spite of all of that, in a split second, I made up my mind.
In my journal I complained that I should have been worried more about impregnating her. I thought I should have at least offered to find a condom. Looking back, I don't feel like that would have been the right thing to do. I'm glad I did what I did. She needed me to show her how aroused I was. She needed to feel me ejaculate and know it was HER that made it happen. She needed my sperm inside her body.
Without a word, I slowly picked up speed. Emma felt it and was quickly aware of my intentions. She softly caressed my neck and face as she looked deep into my eyes. I focused on the feeling of her velvety soft vaginal walls caressing my penis, and her rigid clitoris softly kissing my pubic area.
"Are you gonna cum inside me?" she asked excitedly, still staring into my eyes.
I nodded.
"You're gonna cum inside me!" she exclaimed with a smile.
"You're gonna cum inside me!" she repeated a little louder with an even wider smile.
Before I knew it, my cock throbbed HARD, and a full load of semen squirted into Emma's waiting vagina. Her eyes got very wide when she felt it and she let out a series of little shuddery moans every time I throbbed. A few seconds later, I slowed my thrusting to a stop and gazed back into Emma's eyes just as the last of my sperm dribbled into her. Feeling the stillness inside her, Emma wrapped her arms and legs around me and pulled me down flat on her.
"You came inside me! You really came inside me!" she whispered into my ear with an audible smile.
"I love you, Emma."
"I... love you, Michael." (We're gonna go with that name) She sounded surprised to hear herself say it...
I couldn't know what that meant for her to hear. I didn't even know how much it meant for her to feel. But I knew it was significant.
Every so often, I heard Emma sniffle while her face was buried into my neck... I pretended not to notice.
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To be continued
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[M/s] Hoping to restart what my mom and I did during covid lockdown
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Like a lot of people, I (21 now, 19 then) had to move back home when covid hit and my school shut down. My mom (44 now) and I were basically together all the time and I've always had kind of a crush on her. This being /incest I don't think I have to try to explain that like I would somewhere else, lol. I was actually hoping that by going away for college and being on my own and all that, I would finally get over it. Or grow out of it or whatever you would call it. But after almost 2 years it hadn't happened and then came covid.
So anyway, one day about a month and a half after I came back home I thought I'm gonna start being flirty with her and just see what happens. I never actually expected anything would happen. But I thought it would be kinda fun to act that way with her just to see how she reacted. Well, she reacted by being flirty back. And I reacted to that by being more flirty and eventually telling her how I'd always had a crush on her. Naturally, I was worried that she'd think it was weird but actually she thought it was awesome. It made her so happy to know that. I guess anybody would be happy if someone said they had a crush on you since it's flattering and everything, but the way I took it was that she loved that it was me who had one on her. I can't explain why but that's just how she reacted.
Then she started to tease me about how she'd been looking for a quarantine boyfriend and wanted to know if I was interested. Of course I said yes. And to make a long story short, we got into a pattern of having really long intense makeout sessions that at first would end with us masturbating next to each other. Then it moved to us masturbating together but I'd mostly just watch her and when she was done she'd jack me off while we made out some more. Then pretty quickly the handjobs turned into blowjobs.
We never had actual sex and there weren't really rules of what I could and couldn't do, but one time I kinda slid my hand up her thigh going to between her legs and she was like "ehhhh I don't know about that yet". But I never tried again and she never invited me to. She let me play and suck on her tits (which are so awesome) all I wanted and I would squeeze and smack her butt. But I never touched her pussy. Which was fine, I couldn't believe I was getting to do any of it. Just getting to make out with her was beyond anything I ever hoped for.
So at first we were doing this literally all the time. A few times a day. Because we literally had nothing to do. Then by the time things were getting back to normal, it was like once a day in the evenings. Then summer 2021 before I went back to school it wasn't even every day anymore. Then when I went back to school it stopped even when I'd come home. So we haven't done anything in a year and a half. And of course it sucked that it stopped and many times I've thought about trying to see if she'd be up for starting it again. But I guess at the end of the day I was just happy that it ever even happened at all and figured I should leave it alone.
But the last few months at school I fell into the rabbit hole of mommy porn and all that stuff. And I realized this is a fantasy that lot of guys have, being able to do stuff like this with their mom. And I actually got to do it with mine. Only now I look back and I don't think I really appreciated it at the time as much as I should have. I looked at it like I was getting to fool around with a girl I always wanted, which was amazing. But even though I obviously knew that she's my mom, I never actually stopped and was like wow this is my MOM I'm doing this with. I didn't appreciate how lucky I was to be doing what so many sons wish they could.
So my feeling has gone beyond just well, it would be cool if we could do it again. Now I feel like I left things unfinished. So I've decided that this time I'm actually going to try and see if we can start things again. I go back home tomorrow for Christmas break and when I find the right moment I'm going to try bringing it up and see what she says.
I feel like it's unlikely that it'll happen again. But then part of me is like don't be stupid, we did it before so why couldn't we do it again? But my overall feeling, and this is a big part of why I haven't tried to restart it before now, is that I think the period when covid started was just a really unique point in time and something like this isn't going to happen outside that situation. But I guess I'll see. No harm in trying, right? At least I hope not.
I'll update this eventually with how it turns out. Wish me luck, lol.
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Two is always better than one!!
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***Lots of 'Daddy' mentions***
Daddy #1 is fucking and whipping and spanking their cute little sub while she’s gagged and blindfolded on all fours. She’s of course having the time of her life. Every snap of the whip against her ass burns and sends waves of electricity to her clit. She’s been edged for hours, denial being #1’s favorite game. Her mind is blank, coherent thoughts aren't a thing anymore. There’s a sweet, devilish voice that’s beckoning her to let go, to embrace the sweet release. But she knows better than to be careless. She can do it, she can be a good girl. Even if it’s so hard. Even if her Daddy’s cock has been stretching her, rubbing that tender spot that makes her toes curl and her legs shake. Even as he rubs her sore and swollen clit and her sweet moans turn to primal grunts. The pressure is building up, she can feel it in her tummy, traveling down and between her legs. Cock is pounding deep inside her, each thrust torture. She begs for a break, but she also wants to be broken.
“I hope you’re not spoiling her too much.” The tortured sub comes out of her trance, turning to face Daddy #2. The distraction breaks her, whines of pleasure and pain leaking through her gag. The sound of his voice made her lose control and she came all over her Daddy’s cock.
He was not pleased.
He grabs her by her hair and forces her head back to look at him; the blindfold comes off so she can witness the rage in his eyes.
“Did you just fucking cum , you useless slut? DID YOU *thrust* JUST FUCKING *thrust* CUM? *thrust*. Are you that fucking pathetic and desperate that you can’t even follow a simple command? I didn’t know you were so sensitive that just his voice would make you lose it. I thought we trained you better than that.”
Daddy #2 approaches the bed as his slut is being pounded an inch within her life. The sound of flesh hitting flesh and his slut's gagged whimpers make blood swell up his cock. It starts to feel tight inside his slacks.
“Oh, my sweet darling, did you make your Daddy mad? Yeah? But you know better, princess. You know your Daddies only like good, obedient little girls. Now we’re going to have to punish you for misbehaving.” #1 might be the rougher Daddy in bed, but #2 wasn’t the one to play with: if she wanted to cum he’d make her cum until she begged him to stop, until she became a mess in his hands, until pleasure lost all meaning in her small mind. He'd give her what she asked for, and she’d absolutely regret it.
“We don’t need this gag anymore, sweetheart, your Daddy’s cock is here now.” As soon as her mouth was free, and before she had a chance to suck in some air, he shoved his fat cock deep down her delicate, tiny throat. Her eyes bulged out and watered, rolled back and struggled to stay open. Both cocks pounding savagely into her body in unison, making her full together, as one. All three of their bodies were made the same now.
“Doesn’t she look all cute and pathetic with all her holes filled up? Her throat feels so tight and warm around my cock.”
“Every time she gags on your dick her grip tightens around me, but… not all her holes are filled up. I think we need to fix that right now.”
“Grab that dildo we just got her. Oh, baby, yes! Her fucking throat is suctioning my cock. Good job, sweety. You really want that cock in your ass, don’t you?”
Nothing else could be heard but the combination of their grunts and her wet gagging and her sloppy cunt. Tears rolled down her cheeks, and so did their juices down her thighs, and her cock-flavored saliva down her chin. Her ass and back were red from the spankings, glistening with sweat. #1 slowed down, her sore pussy welcoming the relief. He pulled out completely, retrieving the wetness around her cunt with the toy that was soon going to stretch out her sweet little asshole. She was creamy enough that there was no need to waste any lube. He lined up the toy and his cock with their respective holes, resting the base on his lower belly to thrust them in at the same time. Her body was exhausted, trying to catch small breaths through a mouthful of cock.
“Are you ready, kitten?” He rammed both cocks deep into her holes, defying whatever pressure and resistance her body showed. Her legs and arms started to give out, almost unable to hold her up from the shock. She shook uncontrollably, her mouth hurt and her throat was raw and sore, all three cocks fiercely pumping in and out of her.
"Only a fucking slut like you could take such a pounding with no problem, sweetie. Just watching you get pumped full of so much cock is going to make me cum soon, baby."
"If only you could see her from back here, the grip her pussy has around my cock. I'm surprised I've been able to hold it in for this long. I think it's time to breed her now. Stop real quick, though, I have a better idea." She suddenly felt very empty, all her holes becoming available, all wet and gaped. She let herself fall on the bed, her breathing heavy and uneven, her cute tired moans in between.
"Don't give out just yet, my sweet darling, we promise your Daddies are almost done with you. We just need you to give us a bit more." #2 laid down on the bed, pulling her on top of him, pushing deep inside her sore pussy, sucking and biting on her nipples. #1 stayed on top, spitting on her asshole and some on his cock as well. He entered her tight hole causing her to cry out in pleasure and pain and hold tightly onto #2. They fucked her in unison, picking up speed, one going in as the other went out. Though little energy was left in her, she could feel an orgasm nearing, dying to be pushed out. Her Daddies were very close, ready to fill her up with ropes and ropes of sweet, sticky cum.
"Daddy…" she managed to cry out between tired moans.
"Yes, baby. Talk to Daddy. Do you want to cum? Is that it?" She could barely articulate anymore, just pathetically nod, her eyes rolled back in dumb pleasure.
"Our poor little slut wants to cum, Daddy."
"Yeah? Is that right? You want to cum all over your Daddies' cocks?" They both moved faster now, like aggressive and hungry beasts, their cocks getting sore too. Between cries and moans and grunts, spurts of cum filled up her holes, spilling out of her and onto their cocks. #1 collapsed over them, their bodies sticky with sweat, the air heavy with musk.
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[B/s] Sister has been getting comfortable (update)
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Last night I showered and put my shorts on and came back into the room afterwards and Vanessa was sitting on her bed with her towel wrapped around her body, ready to go into the bathroom for her shower. Before she went into the bathroom, she asked me if she could borrow one of my shirts. I asked what for, and she said it was because she wanted to wear it for bed. I said whatever and gave her one of the shirts out of my bag. After her shower, she came out of the bathroom wearing the shirt I gave her, it fit her big and came down to her mid-upper thigh. I said something like “Sleeping in that shirt is probably gonna make you warmer than your other PJs.” She then said “I’m not gonna sleep in it, I’m just gonna wear it until I get into bed and take it off before I go to sleep.” I asked her what was under the shirt, and she said “nothing.”
I asked her if she planned on sleeping naked, and she said “That’s how I normally always sleep at home.” I then told her that I normally sleep naked too, she just said something like “I knew we had more things common.” I told her that I might have to join her if it stays hot like this. She just said “I’m not gonna stop you.” (I kept my shorts on for the night, definitely though about taking them off though)
A little while later we turned the lights off to go to sleep and I heard her rustling around as she took the shirt off. I glanced over to see if I could catch a glimpse of something, but all I could see was a dark silhouette moving around and toss the shirt to the ground.
This morning we were laying in bed like we had been doing the past few mornings and I asked her if she slept better. She said “Much better, but it’s still warm for me.”
She then sat up and looked for the shirt I gave her last night while keeping the blanket pulled tight to her chest to keep it covered. It was laying on the floor a little bit away from the bed. She tucked the blanket under her armpits and leaned out of the bed to reach and grab for the shirt. As she reached towards the ground for the shirt, the blanket started to uncover the side of her body, and I couldn’t see much, but you could definitely tell she was not wearing anything.
She grabbed the shirt off the ground and then sat up in the bed to put it on. I glanced over as she went to put the shirt on, and as she lifted the shirt over her head the blanket fell from her chest, exposing her bare breasts for about 1 second as she quickly pulled the shirt down. Then when she stood up out of the bed, the shirt hadn’t covered her butt entirely, the shirt kind of got caught up on her butt and actually got wedged in between her cheeks a little bit. So when she stood up, the lower half of both of her butt cheeks were exposed before she tugged the shirt down to cover her butt. She acted pretty casual and didn’t seem embarrassed or anything, but she did try to keep herself covered. Idk if it’s because she doesn’t want me to see her naked, or if she thinks I wouldn’t want to see her naked.
This sequence of events made me incredibly hard, and I had to wait for her to leave the room before I got up out of bed, because I didn’t want her to see my erection.
**\*\*Note:** I have no plans to do anything overtly sexual with my sister (actual incest doesn’t appeal to me) or anything that would make her uncomfortable. I don’t think she’s trying to seduce me either. I am aroused by seeing her body though, and the thought of seeing her naked does excite me, so I’ve been enjoying this fun little series of events the past few days. (I feel like wanting to see your sister naked isn’t too uncommon idk) I would go out of my way to make sure she feels comfortable, so whatever she’s comfortable with is what goes (unless she does something that makes me uncomfortable, but I doubt it), so if she decides to get naked that’s fine by me! Getting excited by seeing my sister near-nude seemed incest-y to me, so I thought posting it here seemed appropriate.
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 469. A lazy afternoon bonding with Michael.
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The cool breeze drove me inside from the patio and left me needing entertainment. I spotted Michael scrolling through movies and I directed him "Pick a movie and we'll watch it in my room."
He lazily nodded.
There is something wonderful about a Sunday afternoon with no immediate responsibilities. I slipped into a cute, pale blue cotton babydoll chemise and stretched on my bed. Moments later Michael appeared and climbed onto the bed with his mother.
My younger boy played with my hair as I lay my head on his chest. Adorably, he tried to hand me the remote, but I waived it off. Not long after we began to silently watch the movie, I saw Michael's shorts growing. With one hand, I reveled his towering cenotaph and admired how quickly it can grow.
Just because I pulled his cock from his shorts did not mean I needed to have it inside me right away. With my soft fingertips, I languidly stroked it lovingly. Sometimes, I gave it three little squeezes and we would both giggle.
When Michael was a boy, if he was nervous, I would hold his hand and squeeze it three times in quick succession. The three squeezes meant "I love you."
He would futilely try to suppress any loving sounds each time, I gave it a kiss.
I kept him happily edged during the entire duration of the movie and was proud of us both. Once it was over, he and I made love gently and beautifully with our foreheads pressed together and constant smiles.
**My sons are 22 and 27. If you ask me a question beginning with "Have you ever considered...?" I have considered it and it will never happen.**
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[M/s] A Surprise Encounter Online
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So I’ve followed this sub on my personal profile for a long time, always loved the hot stories, and frankly never expected to be writing my own. After what happened a few days ago, I had a surprise that I never expected or saw coming and need to write it out. So backstory, I’m 27 and my mom is 46. She had me young, dad was an alcoholic, they divorced when I was super young, never had much contact with him, its been her and I for as long as I can remember. We’ve always been close but never anything sexual. We don’t live together anymore but still live close by, and do dinner and things together.
Now to what happened. So I went out with friends the other night and had some drinks. Got back to my apartment a bit tipsy and decided to get on Omegle. For those that don’t know, its an online video to video site with random strangers, Anymore its 95% guys jacking off but sometimes you get lucky and chat with someone and have fun. Also, people rarely show their faces when videochatting so its usually just their body or from their mouth down.
So I’m laying in my bed, still clothed, and I’m on Omegle. After maybe an hour of going through people and seeing a lot of dicks, a video chat pops up. Its a womans mouth, full lips, and shes wearing a pink/white robe. Can’t really see much else or the background. Her audio is off, as is mine. She smiles and starts to type.
(I’m going to try and recreate our conversation, I remember a lot of it)
Her: Hey there, enjoying your night?
Me: Yeah its been good, went out with some friends. Now just watching guys jerk off on here lol you?
Her: (smiling) that does sound good. Haha oh just relaxing at home tonight. Asl?
Me: I’m 27 Male (I said a city near where I live, I dont like giving out my real location)
Her: oh wow. I’m 46 Female (she says the the city I actually live in). You aren’t too far away from me. Wow!
Me: that is something! Never get too many near me haha so are you a cougar? Do you like younger guys?
Her: i never did, but as I’ve gotten older they seem to be growing on me. Idk I’m an old woman, I can barely keep up haha
Me: oh stop, from what I can tell you look great! Definitely the type of woman I’m into.
It was at this point she was playing with her robe. Sort of rubbing the and touching area near her breasts. Again neither of us are showing our faces. Its basically just nose or below so its hard to tell faces. I was just wearing a v-neck white t-shirt and shorts. We chatted back and forth for awhile before it started to get naughtier.
Her: well..young man, you seem like fun. Would you like to have some more? (She gave me a smirk and started to slowly part her robe.)
Me: oh wow.. yeah I’d like that. (I slowly remove my shirt)
Her: mm look at your strong young body. Wow. (She pulled her robe off revealing a sort of sheer champagne colored nightie. She had pretty large breasts and her nipples were vivid poking through the fabric)
Me: wow yourself. Those look…big haha i like that a lot. (I sort of shimmy and remove my shorts showing her as I pull them off. Im just in my boxer briefs now)
Her: mmm calvin klein underwear? I like that. Are you hard young man? (She was massaging both of her hard nipples through the nightie, biting her lip.
Me: I’m on my way. (I start rubbing my cock on the outside of my boxers)
Her: maybe I can help? (She slips the nightie down revealing her large breasts. She had big areolas ans her nipples her hard. She squeezed her tits together. Occasionally pinching the nipples)
Me: oh fuck… (I immediately start to take off my boxers slowly, and finally letting my cock bounce out of them.)
Her: ohh..you are a big boy. Wow. Its so thick. Stroke it for me. (She continued playing with her big tits while I stroked it.)
Me: are you going to play too?
Her: you do have me wet.. since you asked I will..
So she adjusts herself so I’ll be able to see her playing with her pussy but as she does her face moved into the camera for a few seconds and…its my fucking mom. Like I was absolutely shocked. My jaw dropped, and my heart was beating so fast. I had been tipsy but it sobered me up quick. I couldn’t believe it. I stopped stroking my cock and she was playing with herself and saw that I stopped.
Her: is everything ok?
Me: (I was still in shock so I thought quickly) yeah sorry I though my connection timed out…
Her: oh I see. Well get back to it big boy :)
So I started to stroke again, and adjusted my camera a bit so she was able to see my face for a quick few seconds. I saw her stop rubbing her clit and wasn’t moving. I was slowly stroking before I typed.
Me: everything okay?
At this point I knew that she knew it was me. I’m not 100% though if she knows that I know its her. I basically was putting the ball in her court. I watched as she didn’t move for a few seconds which felt like an eternity before typing.
Her: everything is fine sweetie.
She then continued to rub her clit. Slowly at first. I joined stroking slow matching her as we both enjoyed watching the other masterbate. She would squeeze her big tits every so often and I was barely able to hold back. I quickly typed.
Me: I’m about to cum.
She started rubbing her clit faster. Fingering herself deeper. Even squeezing her massive tits together. I couldn’t hold it in any longer and shot my massive load all over my chest. It just kept shooting 6..7…8 times. I saw her head peak up as i shot. I was in bliss after having that massive orgasm.
She still hadn’t tipped her hand yet that she knew it was me. She sat up so all i saw was her mouth and huge bare breasts and she started to type.
Her: I really enjoyed that…that was a lot of cum young man.
Me: yeah that was…hot.
Her: I wouldn’t mind doing that again sometime. Maybe soon?
She gave me a smile and closed her webcam off. I shut my laptop and sat on my bed. Cum still on my stomach just in shock at what had happened. We literally have dinner plans this weekend too. Everything happened so fast, and now I’m like how do I proceed, do I bring it up, do I just let it play out? It all felt very surreal but incredibly hot.
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he (32) fucked me so good that my (32) pussy is sore [MF]
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i adore being sore the next day. My whole body is sore, even my pussy. no bruises or hickies tho, so sad.
my boytoy came over last night. we were supposed to go out, but instead we smoked and giggled and he got horny by how cute i am. And then we spent a couple hours tormenting each other with 3rd base foreplay; i rubbed his cock through his pants and he was moaning from how good it felt. he told me he wasn't going to fuck me...so he put me on my back and just rubbed his clothed erection against my clothed pussy. I was so wet and turned on that my imagination was so vivid that I could feel him filling me with cock. Even though we were clothed.
I still remember how his hands touched me, just teasing my very sensitive body. when I am aroused, my whole body is a erogenous zone. He fucked my mouth with his fingers. It was the first time someone has choked me without their cock in me...And I almost came from just the breath play. the softness of his hands as he delicately touched me, tracing to my neck and just effortlessly restricting my breath and holding my gaze.
He was trying not to fuck me because this was supposed to be a respectful date. So, we landed on me sucking his cock. In so many positions. Sucking cock has not been something past partners have liked, so even though i love sucking off someone...i have been deprived. this man got a epic mouth fuck. i sucked and played with his balls. I deep throated...sometimes until I was gagging. And I could not get enough of tracing his cock with my tongue. i was soaking my panties with how wet sucking him off got me.
Unsurprisingly we ended up with all our clothes off and his cock balls deep in me. He threw me around and arranged my legs where he wanted (always for the deepest stroke). the fun thing about sexual torment is that when you finally act on the teasing...the chemistry is intoxicating, sex is intense because we were both grinding on each other so we could feel each other so deeply. He has a beautiful big cock and i wanted him to take me hard and deep.
i wish he would have pumped me full of cum. But, he likes cumming in my mouth, so I throated him for 30 minutes and showed him why i am the throat goat. i deep throated him and he shot his load into the back of my throat. i rested my head on his thigh, a bratty lil smile on my face because he was speechless from how I sucked the life out of him.
Now that i think about it my throat is also sore
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My husband surprised me with a few cream pies.
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I pull into our driveway and there’s 10 cars, I’m confused and instantly angry, thinking that you are having a party of some sort. I walk in and see 10 men (your 3 stepbrothers, 4 of your bestfriends and 3 guys I don’t know) plus you sitting in our living room watching a home movie of me and you fucking. A couple of the men have their cocks in their hands. I stop in the doorway with my mouth open. You walk over and say “I want to watch you get gangbanged. ” I kiss you and say “warm me up baby!” You pull down my pants and push me on the couch and shove your cock in my pussy, I moan loudly and next thing I know I have 10 men surrounding me grabbing, squeezing and feeling me up. You spend the next few minutes warning me up to take on 10 other cocks of all shapes and sizes. I squirt as you pull out and cover my breast in your cum. Normally you don’t cum that fast but the thought of 10 other men fucking and filling me up makes you bust. The first guy, a stranger, shoves his cock into my mouth, he’s bigger than you, I gag right away as he touches the back of throat. The second guy, your brother, enters my pussy and says “I knew you were a good slut.” The third guy, your oldest bestfriend, goes right for my asshole, I don’t really like my ass fucked but I was in such a trance I didn’t care. The other 7 guys just take turns fucking my holes, calling me names and making me cum. The biggest cock was your youngest brother’s, he just turned 18 a few months ago. My pussy was full of cum and beat red from taking so many cocks, yet I wanted more. I lost track of where you were but I knew you were watching. I orgasm again, I don’t even know how many times I squirted, I couldn’t control my body anymore, it was like I was high, shaking uncontrollably, covered in cum, my adrenaline so high I couldn’t feel my pussy aching from all the fucking. At some point I think I passed out from pleasure. The last thing I remember is you cleaning me up in the bath and carrying me to bed. I woke up the next morning feeling like I got hit by a truck. I popped some aspirin and cradled in bed to suck your cock. You woke up and told me I was a good girl. I couldn’t wait for another surprise gangbang.
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[M/S] Another night together
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[Shopping](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/z3drm1/ms_shopping/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
*LONG POST*
It’s been awhile but to pick up where I left off…
“Don’t say another word…” says my Mum and shoots me a wicked look then smiles and waves. I turn around to see one of her old friends walking towards us both. They chit-chat for a while, she asks me how I am and what I’m up to etc then we part ways, get to the check out and head out to the car without really saying a word to one another. We get in the car and head back to her house.
“Yes, I did” she says about a quarter of the way into the journey. “Huh?” I reply. “On that holiday… I cleaned up your cum, yes” she admitted. “I thought you did, well, hoped it was you. It would’ve been really bad if it was Dad” I laughed. “That wouldn’t have been funny. He was already suspicious about what was going on on that holiday.” she said and gave me a stern look. “Did you know I was watching you sunbathe?” I sheepishly asked. “Kinda, I knew you guys had come home, but I knew for certain when I heard you moan and your cum spray on the glass” she giggled. I decided to divulge everything to my Mum at this point. How seeing her undress in front of me had sparked my desire for her, then her in the bath and hearing her moan in her sleep. How I’d masturbated over her nipples whilst she lay next to me and how seeing her lying there naked coated in sweat and suntan lotion had driven me wild.
She lay her hand on my thigh and gave me a loving smile “Oh my love. Why didn’t you tell me at the time?” she asked. “I guess I was scared. Intimidated by you, you are my mother after all, and I didn’t want to ruin that all because I was a little pervert. I thought what I was doing was so wrong but I couldn’t help how attractive I found you. I still do by the way! And there was Dad too… if I had acted on my feelings when we got back from the holiday would things have been different? Was I the reason you and Dad divorced?” it felt so good to get everything off my chest. “Well honey, first of all, thank you for being honest with me. If I’m honest with you I would’ve loved for you to have told me all this sooner. Me and your Dad would still have divorced, I think your attention made me realise what I was missing. I’m just so happy we are where we are together now, are you?” she queried. “Yes! Of course I am! I get to touch that body that has driven me wild for years!” we both laugh and chat about other memories for the rest of the journey home.
She gets a call from her partner to say he has to stay up north again for the night and that he’ll be back Sunday morning. “No problem!” she says and hangs up, looks at me and asks “Do you wanna stay over again sweetie and keep me company?” “Definitely” with this I step up to her and we kiss. The rest of the evening we act like a new young couple. We can’t keep our hands off each other. Groping each other. Slowly getting undressed and heading to bed. We were both a little sore from all the action we’d had so we didn’t anything overtly sexual. I sucker on her gorgeous bright red gumdrop nipples and she slowly gave me hand job but I didn’t cum. I didn’t need to. We just wanted to touch each other and enjoy our bodies. Laughing, joking, just enjoying being with each other.
The following morning we wake up and head downstairs to make coffee together. I was in a pair of boxers and my Mum was in her dressing gown. Her nipples poking through like bullets. I start to get hard, pull my dick out and start to stroke it whilst sat on one of the ball stools around the island in the kitchen. My Mum turns around and sees me “Ooooh honey what’s going on?” she playfully asks slowly untying her gown. “Your nipples drive me crazy Mum” she slides onto my knee, puts her nipple in my mouth and takes over stroking my cock. Her soft hands felt so good. “Mmmmm that’s it baby. Suck on my nipple. And the other one… hmmm ooooh yeah” her gown was fully open now with her sat on my lap stroking my cock and started to finger her pussy with my middle and ring finger. Still latching on to her nipples, going from one to the other…
Her pussy started to get wetter and wetter, her moans got louder and before I knew it she was on her back on the island. I got on my knees and started to lick and suck her clit whilst still fingering her sopping wet hole. “Ooooohhh honey, you’re so good at that. But I want you inside me!” she groaned. “Hmmm sure thing Mum” I stand up and she sits up to meet me half way, kissing and going wild with our tongues so she can taste her own juices. I enter her with my throbbing cock and she sprawls out on the counter top. *wud wud wud wud wud* the sound of my balls slapping against her ass cheeks as I pound my own mother. Her tiny tits and gorgeous rock hard nipples rippling with every thrust of my dick. I put her legs over my shoulders and fuck her with everything I’ve got. Her screams echo through the empty house “Oh my god!! Baby!! Sweetie… fuck… fuck… me…." she manages to gasp through the pleasure her own son is giving her. I can feel her legs starting to tremble, her hands come down to her sides and to my thighs in anticipation of what’s to come. She goes quiet, gasping for air, then pushes me away, let’s out a deep groan and squirts all over the floor. A quivering, trembling, wet, moaning, beautiful woman with erect red gum drop nipples and a dripping wet pussy lay in front of me. And she is my own mother. I stroke my cock and walk around the side of the island to her, she takes it in her mouth. Her eyes still shut and her still trembling out the last of her orgasm. With one hand she strokes my shaft and the other she runs over her nipples, pulling and tweaking at them. “Aww Mum, you’re so fucking sexy and so good at sucking me” I say to her, she acknowledges this with a moan. I’m ready to cum watching her play with those gorgeous nipples of hers. “Oh Mum, I’m gonna cum” I say to her. She carries on sucking me deeper and deeper now. I release one big stream into her throat. She pulls away and points my dick at her chest and strokes the rest of a huge load all over her tiny tits and bright red nipples. We kiss and she gently rubs her sons cum into her tits. Those bright red gumdrops glistening.
Plenty more has happened so stay tuned. Sorry it’s been awhile but I’ve been so busy with Christmas and New Year, it’s hard to find the time. Especially when I have other priorities to attend to 😉
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I picture [M]y old [F]latmate when I fuck my ex girlfriend.
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So lately I’ve been in a sort of friend with benefits situation with my ex.
[F] 29. We broke up just over a year ago because we just weren’t working as a couple. It was the right decision. However a few months ago, I was horny and just started messaging her. One thing led to another and we’ve been fucking every now and then.
Since starting this Reddit account and writing about my experiences, I’ve been very horny a lot the time 😄 and I can’t help but think of my old flatmate while I’m fucking my ex. I can close my eyes and imagine it’s her I’m fucking or take myself back to when we lived together and I would stand outside her room and listen to her getting pounded by a random tinder date. It really spurs me on.
My ex doesn’t know any of this, but she’s commented on how much hotter our sex is now than when we were together. I won’t tell her, but she has Reddit to thank for that 😈
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[F/D][B/S] I slept with my dad and brother in a hotel while on vacation
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All of this happened while I was on vacation with my brother and dad a few months ago. I'm not putting any specific information here other than what I've posted. My brother is 26. Recently my mother(dad's wife) passed away. I'm only putting sparse personal information in this post so I won't go into that but it was a very sad time, it still is. We decided to go travelling and stay in the cheapest hostels/hotels we could find. With travelling if you skip out on the fancy Americanized hotel the most expensive part is the first plane ticket to leave the country.
The trip was great and I had the time of my life. We were all very emotional and it was shortly after the funeral. So we were there for each other. Sometimes one of us would just burst into tears out of nowhere and we'd all group hug. I've always had no problem with normal intimacy in my family. I hug my dad and kiss him on the cheek and same with my brother but during the trip we just got a lot closer. We spent time really close to each other. We saw each other naked in passing a lot. We all took a shower together because the water would go extremely cold after five minutes and we just became more comfortable with each other. We were in a hostel and I had to share a bed with my dad. My brother was in the bed next to us but there was people sleeping in the room. It was a packed hostel. We were under the blankets and my dad was hugging me and I was hugging him then he just started sobbing which isn't uncommon. I just kissed him on the cheek and rubbed his back. This wasn't sexual. I wasn't feeling horny during this. I just wanted my dad to feel happy. He turned over so I could spoon him and I held him close to me. This particular hostel was quite hot so I was topless. I just had on shorts and my dad just had on boxers. But I still can't sleep without covers over me. When he was facing me my breasts were into his chest but I got excited in this moment. My legs were within his legs and my breasts were against his back. I don't know why I did this. I feel strange. We haven't had sex since we've been back but I just feel so off typing this here. At some point I felt his dick through his boxers and he just kind of opened his legs more to give me more access. We were in bed under covers and everyone was asleep so I wasn't worried. I also wasn't moving my hand much. I reached inside his boxers and grabbed it. I rubbed it until he came on his boxers and on my hand. We both got up to clean up and he got new boxers on. We were standing in front of the sink and I was washing my hand and he was just holding his boxers up looking at them. I couldn't make eye contact. I just said "you feel good, right?" and he said yes. We went to bed like normal. I thought I'd feel weird but I ended up cuddling him to sleep as usual. We literally never talked about it. We still haven't talked about it. But we would just start doing more I guess. He touched me and kissed me. He made me cum and I gave him a blowjob. We had sex in a bathroom. It just kind of became a thing we did I guess.
Nothing really changed between us. Sex time is sex time and normal time is normal time. Intimacy didn't bleed into daily life. Like we weren't holding hands on the beach or sneaking glances. It was just like we both needed relief and we gave it to each other. Also the sex was always very rushed. The first time we had full like we're both naked in a bed fucking sex was when we got a hotel and my brother was out. We went all out and pulled each other's clothes off and kissed. I sucked his dick and he ate me out. He even ate my ass because I told him that I liked it. My brother was out and we were just in the room having sex. That one was passionate but it still never became anything more and I didn't want it to. We just really needed some love...
The first time with my brother was when he started to catch on. He didn't know we were having sex but he asked me why I would slip away with dad a lot. Sex was NOT on his mind. Honestly he thought we were sneaking away and getting high because we would come back very relaxed and loose. I was getting close with both of them on this vacation and I was close with him before all of this. We're okay with talking about sex. I just told him that if I tell him he can't tell anyone. I told him not to judge me and I told him that we were having sex. He didn't look upset he just listened. I told him that we are just getting each other off. This is all kind of personal to me and I've been shortening everything. It feels really fucked to just pour my life into some reddit post so I'm going to just get to the point. I gave my brother a blowjob and then later we had sex. Other stuff happened that and eventually it was known by both. They'd have sex with me in the same room in front of each other. We never like planned it to be a threesome but I have been getting fucked by one of them and then the other walks by and pulls their dick out and I suck it out. We were travelling for months and it was just the most free I've ever felt. I was breaking taboo barriers. I didn't feel the "ick" because I was so depressed during that time. My mom passed away and I was okay with doing anything that made me feel not sad. It was just nice to travel the world and sleep with my brother and dad in different locations. Recalling it and typing it out I do feel really fucked inside but at the time it just felt free. I had anal sex for the first time in Asia with my brother and I would never take it back. It always kind of scared me but I was so calm and comfortable with him and I don't think I would have enjoyed it if it weren't him. We were in another country and we slept with female escorts together. I had my first experience with a woman(she didn't know we were related) and I wouldn't take it back. Other than the sex just seeing the world with people I love was amazing.
We've been back and things are normal. We haven't had sex again. My brother fingered me in the kitchen at his apartment a couple of weeks ago but besides that we've just gone back to normal. Maybe we'll start it up consistently again. I don't know. I was in such a raw emotional place at that time I'm not sure with my feelings no and clearer head that I could do it again. Even just recalling it now. I enjoyed it and I don't regret it but I feel the "ick." Like I fucked my family members...
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EDIT- I am 23. Not sure if I put that here
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[F/D][M/D] It took years but something happened, excited but terrified about what happens next.
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Hey. I'm no one in particular, but I've been familiar with this subreddit and ones like it for, I dunno, 6 or 7 years? Just a girl who always felt things for her brothers and father (and to a lesser extent my mom and sister) that I don't feel for anyone else, but who was too scared to try anything so I drowned myself in other peoples incest.
I feel like I should give a "backstory" but I don't know how much to say, and I don't think we're a particularly unusual family. I guess the 25 year old daughter moving back in with mom and dad is a little strange but it gave me my big chance.
My parents open a bottle of wine before bed every Sunday, its just their thing, I think it started when my younger brother grew up and my parents decided to live a little, or something. And they've told us pretty bluntly that they usually have sex once they're done drinking, they're pretty open about that stuff, at least they became open once we all grew up. I've fanaticized plenty about joining them for a drink, and then joining them in bed for some fun after. But I've tried having a drink with them 4 or 5 times since I've been 21 and of course nothing ever happened. Doesn't help that wine makes me pretty sick.
But this past Sunday was different, I asked if I could drink with them and I don't know what changed but it felt good, and I was handling myself pretty well. We were laughing and joking about all kinds of stuff, it was a really good time. Maybe too good a time because my mother stopped and said "Honey, fix your..." and she motioned at her own chest and then mine, because one of my boobs was slipping out of the tank top I was wearing. It was pretty loose, I can't get comfortable in tight stuff, just for your information. That sobered me up, but at the same time it just hit me that both my parents could see my boob, and I wasn't having a heart attack or being struck by lightning. So I just said Oh... it's okay. My dad laughed, my mom kind of scoffed but chuckled.
We kept just talking and laughing, and honestly sobering up because we started to forget about the wine. But then my dad started feeling up my moms chest. She honestly seemed into it, but when my dad pulled her shirt up she scolded him, but he said "Her boob is out, what's the issue". I laughed and I think that made my mom decide it was okay. And damn... I don't think I'm that into girls, but I love my mom and seeing her boobs was just everything.
It's a little hard to talk about what happened next because there were few words and my brain was all over the place, but a lot was said with eye contact, if that makes sense. Dad took mom's shirt the rest of the way off, we looked at each other and I just decided to take off mine too. Terrifying, but the feeling that something was finally happening kept me in check. I watched as my parents got closer and a lot more touchy. My mom seemed like she crossed some point of no return and kept trying to make out HARD with my dad, he would be kinda into it but then look at me and break their kiss, but my mom would pull him back into it.
Then, it just happened. My mom unzipped my dad and there was his boner. I think I almost passed out. My mom immediately started kissing his chest and stuff but also jacked him off. I couldn't help but look, and me and my dad kept making eye contact. It hit me how incredibly and ridiculously turned on I was, and I really really struggled with this decision for a minute but it felt like I couldn't NOT take off the sweat pants I was wearing and touch myself, at least my panties stayed on. My mom took her face away from my dad and looked at me dazily but that just turned me on more and she didn't stop jacking off dad. Then she sucked his boner. I didn't care, I started masturbating. I wanna masturbate right now even, I can't get it out of my head.
Neither can I stop picturing the face my dad made when he started cumming into mom's mouth. I was watching my dad cum, and soon after he watched me cum, it was like a slightly terrifying dream come true. I don't even remember HOW we ended up laying next to each other after that, I was just laying there in sleepy bliss but I could hear them talking until I fell asleep.
And of course the next morning we all apologized profusely, it's like we all blamed ourselves for the "horrible" thing that happened last night. But we calmed down and talked about it and why it happened, I shared I find them both very attractive and I admire their sex life, they shared they enjoy it when someone watches. And we all decided this doesn't have to change our lives or our relationships and we're still the same old people, but we all acknowledged it was a lot of fun and no one wanted to say something like that could never happen again.
So that was Sunday and our talk was yesterday morning. I still feel like I'm processing everything but it was amazing. But now it's almost scary because, what the heck do I do now? Now that incest is potentially a part of my life it's almost too much, I have no idea what to say or do next. It's like I don't even know what I want anymore, if I want to go all the way with my parents or even test the waters with my siblings. I should just talk to them but that's almost scarier.
I don't know, that's where I'm at I guess. I think I'm looking for advice but I'm not even sure about that. But regardless of anything I had an amazing night with my parents and nothing's gonna change that.
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[A/ne] My Aunt might be flirting with me - (Update 2)
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The day after I went over, things were quiet, I just did my work, went out and then messaged my aunt before bed. I'll admit I was a little drunk when I texted her but I only asked if I could come over the next day. She didn't respond which was odd but thought nothing of it and went to bed. The next morning I woke up to a text from her apologising and saying that I could come over but after dinner if possible.
So I continued my day then went over. Once she opened the door, my aunt was wearing an oversized fleece robe, had her hair tied up and was wearing big, round glasses. She usually wears contacts but she looked cute in them, we both need glasses it seems. As she guided me to the lounge, she explained she hadn't been feeling too well and wouldn't be working out with me but told me what to do and said I was free to work out alone. I'll admit I was a little disappointed but I was more worried about her, saying I could leave if she wanted some rest but she insisted I stay.
I went to the gym room and started off as normal. Spent about an hour or so in there and worked up a sweat then decided to do something someone told me before. I got a little turned on, enough to give myself a semi hard on, then made sure my bulge was somewhat visible in my shorts. When I walked past her to go upstairs and shower, I made sure to go slowly but I was also nervous as hell being that exposed so I just stared at my phone as I walked. My aunt never said anything but I could feel her eyes on me, whether it was my face or my bulge, I couldn't say. She just asked if I had fun which I confirmed and then she said "Looking good honey" as I went towards the door and up the stairs.
After showering, I realised I didn't take a towel so I had to shout downstairs while standing naked in her bathroom. My aunt shouted up, telling me there would be one on her bed, so I tried to quickly walk over to her room and grab it. Although it was relatively normal, it felt weird being in her room naked but hot at the same time which got me worked up. If she wasn't downstairs I'd have been tempted to lay on her bed and jerk off haha.
I dried off, got changed and then made my way downstairs. When I got down, she was snuggled up on the couch watching TV and scrolling through her phone. It was actually really cute how she looked and I'd have told her if I wasn't always nervous around her. She told me to join her and then let me get under the blanket too. As she moved, I could see her robe open up revealing a t-shirt and some long pyjamas, so nothing special but I don't think she had a bra on. My aunt kissed me on the cheek as we got comfortable. "I forgot to say hello properly when you came in and sorry for not joining you today." I told her it was okay, I just hoped she was feeling better and she said she was now that I was there.
She pitched the idea of watching the next movie so we agreed to watch it at that moment so it wouldn't be too late when it finished. As we watched it, she asked if she could lie down, so I said okay expecting her to lay with her legs across me again but instead she grabbed a cushion, placed it on my lap and rested her head there. I had no idea what to do with my hands at that point, my right hand could rest on the arm of the couch but I didn't want to rest my left hand on her until she asked if I was comfortable and then reached up to hold my hand. My arm naturally rested on her left arm as her right hand held it, fingers interlocked, both very warm and soft.
Later on in the movie, I was getting a bit restless with her head on me and honestly, some hot girls on screen, so I was readjusting occasionally but trying not to annoy her by moving a lot. "Someone's a little restless, you okay son?" she asked as I was trying to move my cock to one side.
"Yeah I'm okay, just getting comfortable is all"
"Do you want me to move? I can lay down the other way"
"No it's fine, really"
"Okay honey, as long as you're happy like this" she said as she lifted her head up, pushed down a little on the cushion and then placed her head back down, unintentionally making me throb again. Once I was a little more relaxed, I found myself touching her hair with my hand, not really consciously playing with it. She asked if I could massage her head a little so I agreed, trying my best to be gentle. I don't think I did a good job but she did thank me after a while and asked me to keep my hand on her head, playing with her hair like before. This wasn't exactly a hot situation but it was fun and kind of cute.
After the movie we stayed like that as we talked about it and then other things. She said she was feeling a lot better and that she'd be up for working out the following morning but sadly I had a class to attend. During the movie I was looking at my phone a bit as I was getting messages from friends, so she asked if I was "chatting to any girls" that whole time which I laughed off, saying it's just a group chat of friends on Snapchat. She kind of perked up after that and asked if she could add me which was surprising because I didn't think she would have it. "I'm not that old, mister! I'm still cool, hip or whatever you kids call it now" she responded which got a good laugh. So I took her details and then sent a selfie with my tongue sticking out. She adorably giggled and then sent me one with a sort of kissing face and her eyes crossed, looking goofy but cute.
Eventually we called it a night, she needed her rest and I had to get home so I could be up early for university. She gave me the usual long hug and kiss which felt more motherly than anything else and that was that.
That brings us to this morning where I was sitting in class, taking notes and saw my phone got a notification. I take a peek and see it's a snap from my aunt but resisted the urge to open it during class. Once I did, I could see a selfie of her sitting on a mat in her gym, mid pose wearing her usual sports bra but some gym shorts this time which were in full view from behind as she has a mirror on one wall which so happened to be behind her. Her caption said "You're missing out on the fun" with a tongue sticking out emoji. I just sent a selfie back looking bored and said I'd rather be there than this class which she agreed on. After that we just chatted a little without pictures, she thanked me for coming over and said it was what she needed.
Once I got home, I noticed she posted a couple pictures on her Instagram of her in the gym and a short video, so I quickly made use of that.
We haven't made any plans to workout again but will probably be at the weekend if she's not busy.
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My Wife, His Property (Ch.03 New Sensations) Part 2 [M24] [W21] [Cuckold] [Hotwife] [Interracial] [Qos]
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And that's how Olivia found out about my fantasy. It wasn't planned that way, but I was glad to finally have this part behind me.
Now you're wondering how our story went on? I'll tell you.
For the next couple of weeks, we didn't talk about my fantasy anymore, and I let Olivia process our whole conversation first. I don't know whether she researched 'hotwife' on the internet herself, or not, but we lived our lives just like a normal couple would.
As Olivia mentioned during the meal, she signed up for the gym around the corner. She even got herself her own trainer, lea, and trained with her once a week, and the rest of the time she trained alone.
As for the dildo, I haven't used it since the housewarming party. I didn't want to push Olivia too much with my fantasy, so I left the dildo in my closet, and as for our sex life, I tried to avoid sex with her.
Why I tried to avoid sex, you ask yourself?
Well, the answer is simple. Olivia knew where the dildo was, and I hoped that because we had less sex than usual, she would start masturbating. I was hoping that one day she would feel an urge for the dildo and use it to please herself, while I'm at work.
I was at work from 9 to 5, 5 days a week, from Monday to Friday. Olivia, on the other hand, had more free time. This semester she only had to go to university three times a week and that on Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays. On Saturday, she sometimes worked as a waiter in a café to earn a little money. The rest of the time she was at home and took care of the household or went to the gym.
For this reason, I hope that someday when she will be home alone, she will start masturbating. In order to check whether she was also using the dildo, I put the dildo in a plastic bag and tied the ends of the bag shut so that you could only get to the dildo if you ripped the bag open.
Then I made a small red dot on the bag with a marker to distinguish whether the dildo is on the bag I put it in or whether it is a new bag.
Over the next few weeks, I checked whether Olivia had used it, but for a long time nothing happened. I was beginning to have doubts, but then, at the beginning of April, I noticed that the dildo was no longer in the plastic bag I marked with a red dot, but in a new one.
I wasn't sure if she pulled the dildo out of the bag to masturbate or if she had other reasons to do it, but what was certain was, that she showed interest in the dildo and didn't forget my fantasy. I marked the new bag with a red dot again and noticed that, a few days later, that the dildo was in a new plastic bag again.
That gave me new hope, but still I didn't speak to Olivia about my fantasy, but rather let her think about everything in peace.
Fast-forward a couple of weeks, it was the middle of may and my birthday is on May 27th. Olivia and I had a movie night together. As we were cuddled up under the covers and enjoyed the movie, Olivia asked me,
"Babe, it's your birthday soon, do you have any wishes?"
I looked her straight in the eyes and answered,
"you know what I really wish for, Liv."
That was the first time I mentioned my fantasy since Olivia and I talked about it.
Olivia said nothing, but her look showed me that she was really thinking about what to respond. Finally, when the film ended and we both went to bed, she said,
"I will try it, Ben."
I was confused because I didn't know what she was talking about, so I asked,
"What? What are you talking about?"
She turned her head to the side and looked straight at me,
"Your fantasy, I will try it for you."
Surprised I replied,
"I.... thank you... I don't know what else to say. I am speechless."
She said in a serious voice,
"But I want you to know, that I'm only doing this for you, and not for myself. You are a good man, Ben, and I want to make you happy, so I try to be your hotwife. But as soon as I’m not comfortable with it, I won't continue with your fantasy anymore."
"Okay, darling. I'm proud of you for trying it out for me." I answered.
"But there is more, Ben." She continued, "I thought about how the bull should be. I mean what criteria he should meet."
"OKed, I am all ears." I said.
"First, I want it to be someone we both don't know. I think it will be easier for me if it's just a stranger."
"This is exactly how I imagined it too, what else?" I asked.
She continued,
"Secondly, I want the person not to be locally from here. It shouldn't just be a person that we don't know, but it should be a person that our relatives and friends don't know either. And in order to ensure that, the person has to live farther away from here. We have a lot to lose, if anyone finds out about this, Ben."
I liked what she said, so I replied,
"That's a good point, do you have anything else?"
Olivia thought about it for a moment, but then she said,
"that's all for now. What about you?"
I directly looked at her and said,
"Just one, he needs to be a black guy."
She replied, confused,
"Really? I don't mind, but this surprises me now. Is it because everyone always says that black guys have long dicks?"
"Well, if you're going to get fucked by someone, it should be someone with a big cock, so that's one thing. But there's more to a black guy than just his big dick, trust me, Olivia." I said.
We talked for a while about how we would find a suitable bull for Olivia. I had already thought about it beforehand, so we were able to find a solution quickly. There are not many black people in Germany, so our idea was that we would find a club that was known for black music, and then we would go to a party hoping there would be some black guys that Olivia would like.
Olivia liked the idea and over the next few days I set about finding a suitable event. I found an ideal party on the Friday before my birthday, which was in the city of Dortmund, just over an hour drive from us.
The distance was necessary as we didn't want to run into anyone we knew. But that also meant that if Olivia found someone at the club, we couldn't drive home. So I rented us a room in a hotel not too far from the club...
Finally, Friday came, and we made our way to Dortmund. I thought that Olivia would ask me more questions or that she would be more nervous, but she was rather calm. When I asked her why she was so relaxed, she just replied that she hadn't fully realized it yet, that she might be hooking up with someone else today and that she'll probably be nervous at the club, but not now.
Her outfit today was a black strapless dress which showed off her beautiful curves. I was the one who chosen her dress, because she called me into the bedroom just before we left and asked for my advice.
She looked absolutely gorgeous for the evening, and I had no doubt that Olivia would attract a lot of men.
Olivia has always been a beautiful woman. Every school always has that one girl that all guys have a crush on, and that's exactly what she was back then, when she went to school.
Finally, we arrived at the party. The club was packed and, as I had hoped, there were some hot black guys too.
I offered to buy Olivia a drink to loosen her up a bit, but she said no and said,
"If I decide to sleep with one of these guys today, I want to do it out of free will and not because of the alcohol."
I respected her decision, and we went dancing together to get in the mood.
As a guy, when you're out with your beautiful girl, you notice other men staring at her. Of course, this happened all the time in the club, and I caught other men staring at her several times. Even if that would annoy a lot of men, on the contrary, it turned me on. That was a part of my fetish.
Eventually, after a while, I pulled Olivia aside and told her that I would leave her alone now. I reassured her again that she can do anything with a guy and that I won't be mad at her. So, we kissed, and we parted ways. Since we would be spending the night in the hotel anyway, I went to the bar and got myself a drink.
Olivia knew where I would be watching her from, so she found a nice spot on the dance floor that would allow me to see everything.
When I got back to my spot with my drink, I looked for Olivia in the crowd, and I noticed a blond German guy approaching her.
For the next few minutes, he tried to get Olivia to dance with him, but she remembered our agreement, that the guy had to be black, and kept pushing him away.
"Fuck.... what is the idiot doing there. If this continues, Olivia won't be able to focus on the black guys." I thought and set off to get him off her.
I had barely gone a few steps when I saw a tall black guy pushing between Olivia and the German, separating him from her.
He has probably been watching Olivia the whole time, and when he saw that she wasn't interested in German, he put himself between the two to have her to himself.
Next, he said something into the German's ear, and the German turned and walked away.
After that, he turned his attention to Olivia and the two chatted for a moment before starting to dance together.
"Yes, the plan is working!" I yelled in my mind as I took a sip of my drink.
Of course, the black guy didn't start making out with her on the dance floor right away, but took it slowly, so that Olivia gets used to him.
At first, they danced side by side, but soon, he was taking her by the hand and eventually, he laid his large hands on her perfect hips.
But not only the black guy dared more and more, but also Olivia. At the beginning, she was a bit shy, but soon, she laid her hands on him as well.
My heart was racing as I watched this black guy seduce my girlfriend. Suddenly, I saw him run his hand down Olivia's back and grab her ass. I felt my cock tingle with excitement as I watched Olivia being grabbed where only I have touched her until now.
"What are you going to do now, Olivia? Will you allow him to touch you?" I asked myself nervously.
As if she could hear my thoughts, she glanced at me, and then she ran her hand over the bulge in his pants.
I just saw the guy smile, then a new group jostled onto the dance floor, and I lost sight of Olivia as he and Olivia were pushed farther into the crowd.
I hastened to find a new spot from which to observe them. After a while, I spotted the guy in the crowd, as he was a bit taller than most people in the club.
What I saw next made me extremely hard, and I hoped no one noticed my boner in my pants. Olivia danced with her back turned to him and rubbed her butt against his cock like she did with me back in Spain. At the same time, the black guy explored her beautiful body with his hands.
Because the crowd blocked my view and the lights in the club were flickering, I couldn't see everything he was doing to her, but I saw him touch her on the breast several times.
It was the first time that Olivia let anyone but me get close to her, and it made me go crazy. I wanted to get my cock out and jerk off while I watched them both, but of course I didn't do that as I was surrounded by people.
Horny, I watched them from my new spot, and imagined in my mind what was going to happen in the hotel. Suddenly he took her by the hand and turned her, so that she was facing him again, and pulled her into a kiss. Inside, I exploded with lust. She's never kissed anyone but me.
SLAP!
Out of nowhere, I saw Olivia slap the guy in the face. I watched confused as she walked out of the crowd towards the club exit. I quickly followed her and asked.
"What happened?"
But Olivia didn't want to talk, instead she pointed in the direction of the exit, signaling that she wanted to leave.
When we left, she still didn't want to talk, so I suggested we go to the hotel, but she answered briefly,
"I didn't have any alcohol today, so I can drive us home." and we made our way to the car.
It was only on the drive home that she calmed down, and I was able to talk to her about everything.
"So, are you going to tell me what happened or not?" I carefully asked her.
"Ahhh...." exhaled Olivia deeply, then she said,
"Ben, I'm sorry for my behavior."
"Honey, you did really well, I'm actually very proud of you, but what did that guy do that made you so angry." I asked.
"Actually.... he didn't do anything wrong." She replied.
I asked, confused,
"What? I saw you slap him in the face. Of course, he must have done something wrong."
Olivia coughed, then she spoke,
"I think it would be best if I start from the beginning. When we parted ways, a blond guy tried to talk me into dancing with him."
I interrupted her and said,
"Yeah, I saw that. I was about to intervene, but the black guy was faster."
She continued,
"Exactly, he sent him away and introduced himself as Alex. He also said that he told the blond guy that I was his girlfriend, so now we have to dance together so that he won't notice it."
"Well, that was a good line to get you dancing with him. Clever." I replied amazed.
"Eventually, one thing led to another, and we danced closer and closer together, until we were touching each other through our clothes. I felt his bulge, and he felt my breasts and ass. It wasn't exactly easy for me to be touched by someone other than you, but I got over it. What helped me was just having you in my mind the whole time and thinking how happy that makes you." she told.
"And you made me very proud today too, you know. Tell me, did he only touch you through your clothes, or did he dare more." I asked her and couldn't wait for the answer.
Olivia thought for a moment, then she answered,
"There was a one moment when he put his hand under my dress and felt my inner thighs. He then ran a finger over my panties, but he did this only once."
"Shit, that's really hot, babe. But I don't understand now why you suddenly slapped him." I asked her confused.
Olivia exhaled and said,
"Ah, Ben..... it was the kiss. I can't explain it, but somehow, it's easier for me to give my body to someone than to kiss them. A kiss to me means passion, love and intimacy and when Alex kissed me, I snapped and slapped him." she paused for a moment and thought, then added, "I'm sorry I screwed up your birthday present, honey."
I put a hand on her lap and replied,
"Liv, you didn't screw up. Quite the opposite, I told you that I'm proud of you."
"Yeah, but..." she tried to say something, but I cut her off and said,
"No but. You forget that my fantasy isn't about me, it's about us together as a couple. And if you didn't want to kiss him, then so be it. I think that we still took a big step towards my sex dreams together today, and I'm very happy about that."
She smiled at me and replied,
"I love y.... OH damn, you have a boner, Ben?!"
During our conversation, a visible bulge formed in my pants, which Olivia only now noticed. I responded to her reaction,
"of course. Hearing how he touched you, makes me go crazy."
"I..... I… I mean..." Olivia stuttered, but she slowly understood the nature of my fetish. She was beginning to understand how to tease me, and she liked it, so she said,
"Would you prefer if Alex ran his finger over my clit instead of my panties, Ben?"
Olivia's sudden tease surprised me, but I loved it.
"It would be so hot..." I replied while looking at her.
In a calm but naughty voice, she continued,
"Or would you prefer him fingering me on the dance floor, Darling? You know what? Until now, I have told you how it was for me, but how was it for you? Did you like the little show I did for you?"
Turned on I replied,
"If we were alone in the club, just you, Alex and i, I would get my cock out and jerk off in front of you guys."
Olivia smiled. She liked that she knew how to turn me on now, and She also realized that she might not be able to fulfill my fantasy today, but that didn't mean she couldn't give me good sex tonight....
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In a hurry, we opened the door to our apartment, and rushed inside.
For the past 20 minutes we just teased each other and when I grabbed Olivia between her legs during the drive, I noticed that her panties were all wet.
Because of the teasing, we both couldn't wait to be back home and when we were finally both in our apartment and the door closed with a loud click, we finally knew that we could now let off steam.
As soon as I took my shoes off, she jumped on me and clutched herself tightly.
"Now I got you." she whispered and pulled me into, and we kissed passionately. After each kiss, she giggled sweetly, so I asked her,
"what's so funny, babe?"
She answered briefly,
"Nothing, I only love it when you're horny," and our tongues met again.
Next, I turned around and held Olivia against the wall, while I kissed her from her neck down to her shoulder.
"Mmmmm." She gasped as my lips touched her soft skin and I felt her fingernails dig into my back.
"I need this so bad now..." she said and bit her lip. I stopped kissing her skin and turned to look her in the eyes and ask,
"What? What do you need now."
She gave me a naughty look, then answered,
"Your cockkkkkk."
"Well, then you shall get what you seek." I told her and carried her to the dining table, where I put her on the edge. And started taking off her high heels. First, I ran my fingers over her leg until I reached her shoe and then took it off. After that, I kissed her foot softly and repeated the process with the other leg.
As soon as I finished, Olivia grabbed my shirt and said,
"Come to me" and pulled me into a kiss. As I felt her tongue slide into my mouth, I noticed her hands lifting my shirt, signaling that she wanted my naked body. So I took it off quickly, and pushed her down, so that she was flat on the table. Then I pulled her dress over her hips and removed her panties.
Now she laid in front of me, with her legs spread and naked cunt. Even I have seen her naked plenty of times, Olivia's naked body kept surprising me, as if I had seen her naked for the first time. She was the epitome of beauty to me, a sex goddess whose looks would have driven any man crazy. Her legs were the perfect shape, her waist was slim, and her pussy was worth a million dollars. I've had sex with a few women in my life, but none of them were in her league. What gave me the ultimate kick was her pussy. Her smell and taste was out of this world and had something very addictive about it, like a drug. In addition, she shaved her pussy, leaving a trimmed triangle just above her clit.
"If only Alex could see her like this right now... he'll definitely cum tonight while thinking about Olivia." I thought and set about kissing her inner thighs eagerly.
As my lips brushed against Olivia's soft skin, I thought of Alex's hands that just recently touched her where my lips were now. And my cock was throbbing as images popped into my head of Olivia dancing with him.
I kissed her for a while to tease her a little, but finally I stopped in front of her pussy. Olivia's hips trembled as my breath hit her clit, showing me that the teasing had made her extremely sensitive. And then I widened my tongue and licked it from bottom to top. Once at the top, I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue.
"Ohhh!" Moaned Olivia, as she felt my touch, and grabbed my head with her hand. Next, I sucked her clit into my mouth and licked it with circular motions of my tongue.
"Yes Mmm, just like that, Ben." she said and felt her tug at my hair in pleasure. I continued to lick her and did my best. Then, out of nowhere, she said,
"Uuuuuughh, fuck, Ben. You lick me so good. You must be really horny today" she paused for a moment, then continued, "it's 'cause I look so hot, or is it because I was such a dirty.... little.... slut today?"
I believe what I heard. Olivia was starting to understand what my fantasy is, and how best to use it to tease me, and this was driving me crazy with pleasure.
"It is both. What happened today at the club is so hot, Liv. I really wish that he would fuck you" I answered and wanted to keep licking her, but Olivia had other plans and got up again.
Afterward, she held my head and stared deep into my eyes. We lingered for a moment, but eventually she pulled me into a passionate French kiss. It was a wild kiss, but that was exactly what showed the passion and lust we felt for each other. Our tongues curled around each other, and I put mine in her mouth. Soon our mouths were covered in a mixture of spit and Olivia's juices. As we stopped kissing, she said,
"You really want Alex to fuck me? Fine. Let's go get Alex."
At first, I didn't know what she meant and watched her walk into the bedroom. But when she came back with the BBC-dildo in her hand, I understood.
"Does my man want to watch me get fucked?" she said and slowly licked the dildo from bottom to the tip.
I stood still and could only reply, "yes," as I felt the lust come over me. At the same time, an idea that I had had for a while came to my mind. I wanted to fuck Olivia with the Dildo, yes, but I also wanted to show her how much pleasure a woman can feel when she's being fucked by a BBC. So, I told her,
"Take off your dress and get on the couch. I want to show you something."
While she was doing what I told her to do, I took my phone, selected a blacked porno and connected my phone to the TV, to stream the porn. When she saw what I did she said surprised,
"You want to watch a porn with me?" she wanted to say something more, but I stopped her and said,
"Shhhhh, just watch and learn." As I sat down on the couch and hug her from behind.
The porn started with a scene where a white woman made out passionately with a black guy. As their tongues met, she slowly jerked his big fat black. I could see Olivia's eyes widen when she saw how big his dick was. She alternately watched at the TV, then at the dildo, and then back at the TV, while realizing that there are men who are just as well-endowed, maybe even better, than the dildo.
Next in the porn, he picked up the woman and carried her to the bed, where she then gave the guy a sloppy blow job. Olivia watched carefully as the white slut put more and more of the black monster down her throat, inch by inch. Without taking her eyes off the TV, she said,
"Damn, I never thought she'd take it that deep."
While Olivia's full attention was on the TV, I took the opportunity and started playing with her beautiful breasts. My fingers stroked her nipples and I felt them slowly but surely harden. As I gently pinched them, she moaned and turned her head towards me to give me a naughty look.
Eventually, the blow job scene ended in the porn. Now it was his turn to satisfy the woman with his mouth. As his tongue touched the woman's clitoris, I also began to pleasure Olivia's clit with my fingers to create a connection between the porn and Olivia. When I touched her pussy, I noticed how wet and slippery it was, which showed me, that Olivia liked what she was seeing. Suddenly, in the middle of the scene, Olivia threw her head back said,
"Ohhh, Ben, I love your touch."
I then kissed her on the cheek and whispered in her ear,
"Keep looking, baby."
We lingered like that for a moment, but then the porn continued, and the black guy pulled the woman to the edge of the bed to fuck her now. So, I did the same thing and stood up. Meanwhile, Olivia positioned herself in the same position as the woman. Then I took the dildo in my hand and held it in front of Olivia's mouth. Without saying a word, she understood what I wanted from her and spat on it. On the contrary to the man's cock in porn, the dildo was still dry, so we needed some lube. That's why we needed her spit.
After that, the black guy massaged the woman's cunt with his huge cock, so I knelt down on the floor in front of Olivia and made the same movements with the dildo as the man in the porn.
All of a sudden, the woman in the porn said,
"Yeees, keep stroking my cunt, make it ready for your big black cock."
Hearing her words, Olivia smiled at me and said,
"Get that pussy ready for your big black cock, Alex."
"Oh, Alex is preparing your pussy for a good fuck." I replied, turned on by her words.
I continued to watch at the TV to copy the man's movements, and I saw him slapping her clit with his cock. So, I took the dildo and slapped her clit as well.
Slap.
"Oh" she gasped, as she winced slightly.
Slap.
"Uuuu" this time she didn't winced, but rather accepted the pleasure.
Slap.
"Do you like being slapped, Liv?"
"Yes, I like it when Alex slaps me" she answered and bit her finger lustfully.
Suddenly, I heard the woman from the porn moan loudly, and I realized that they were already fucking. So, I tried to put the dildo inside her as well. But Olivia wasn't such a trained slut like the woman in porn. Her pussy was still tight, and has just started to get used to a BBC. That is why I felt resistance once again when I tried to get the tip into her, but the resistance wasn't as big, as the first time I fucked her with the dildo. So, I slowly pre-stretched her pussy with the tip, while Olivia continued to watch the porn.
Then, the porn scene got really rough and the pleasurable moans of the woman, echoed throughout the living room. Carefully, Olivia watched, how the woman got the fuck of her life. Finally, the woman screamed that she was cuming and her whole body started to tremble from the immense pleasure she felt. But the black guy didn't stop fucking her. Quite the opposite, he kept going and going, choking the woman while giving her a beautiful orgasm. After the woman's orgasm was over, he stopped and the two kissed lovingly with passion.
Seeing how much she was enjoying being fucked by that BBC, Olivia's pussy loosened up a little, so I could finally put the dildo inside her. It was as if she finally understood and wanted to feel the same pleasure as this woman.
"Agggggh!" she moaned as the dildo slid inside her, "Alex is inside me, Ben."
"You want Alex to fuck you, don't you?" I said.
"Yes" she replied.
"Say it. Tell him what to do with you" I told her, still holding the dildo in her pussy without moving it until I was satisfied with her answer.
"Uuuuuughh, Alex, fuck me!... fuck me and make me feel special, like Ben promised me when he first used the dildo on me."
"Very good" I answered, and slowly started to fuck her pussy.
"Oh God..... yeah... Mmmm." she moaned in lust and then bit her hand while the dildo stretched her pussy open, like she needed it.
I fucked Olivia with a dildo for a while the porn was playing on the TV. Olivia's pleasurable moans mingled with the moans of the wife in the porn, and before long the moans of two white sluts could be heard all over the room.
After a while, the two changed positions in porn, so I said to her,
"Lay down like that woman, babe. “
Now, Olivia laid flat on the couch and placed a pillow under her stomach so that her butt was slightly lifted. She looked with her head in the direction of the TV, so that she didn't miss anything.
Slap!
I spanked her ass with a dildo and said to her,
"You are such a beautiful slut."
She giggled and replied,
"What are you waiting for, Alex, Ben wants to see how much you stretch me out." then she wiggled her butt temptingly, while continuing to giggle.
"I am waiting for someone to beg." I said and spanked her with the dildo again.
"Please, fuck me, Alex. Stretch my pussy with your huge cock." she begged and pointed to the TV, where you could see that the woman was already getting fucked, to add, "look, they're fucking already. Don't you think it's time to have some fun too?"
"I think it's about time you got a shaking orgasm again, my love."
We kissed briefly, and then I shoved the BBC dildo back inside her hungry hole.
"Uh, Uh.... Aughhhhh.... Uhm." Olivia's moans grew louder as the dildo slid deeper and deeper with each thrust.
I looked down at her ass and enjoyed the view. The black color of the dildo matched Olivia's white skin perfectly. After each new thrust, as the dildo slid out, Olivia's pussy lips clutched tightly around the shaft of the dildo. That's why it looked like her cunt was screaming, "no dildo, please don't go away. Stay inside me and fill me up."
Meanwhile, in the porn, the black guy has started to fuck the woman really hard and rough again. I wasn't watching the TV, but I could hear the woman screaming in pleasure and the clapping sound of the hard fuck. That's why Olivia said to me all of a sudden,
"Ben, Ahhh, Ben.... i thi.... I think I can stand it, if you fuck me rough as well...."
Upon hearing her words, I looked straight at her and asked,
"Who Should Fuck You Hard?"
She replied with a groan,
"Alex, Alex was supposed to fuck me hard...."
I stopped fucking her for a moment and pushed the dildo as far as possible inside her.
"Auuuuughhhhhh!" she moaned in pleasure loudly when the dildo hit her limit.
"Then beg Alex to fuck you roughly." I said to her.
"Pleeeeaasssse, Alex, please fuck me hard and stretch out my pussy. Pleasssse, I really need this right now."
Satisfied with what she said, I started to fuck her with hard deep thrusts and Olivia moaned, "Yes, yes.... uh ungh ungh uh uh uh AUGH!" while the dildo gave her unbelievable pleasure.
I looked back down to the dildo and noticed that Olivia started to cream on it once again. Then Olivia pressed her face against the couch and screamed in pleasure. But I wanted Olivia to still watch the porn and learn, so I pulled her hair, which forced her to lift her head and continue to watch the TV.
The woman in porn had her orgasm first. She squirted on the bed while shaking with pleasure. When Olivia saw the woman cum, she cried out,
"Ben! I think I'm going to cum as well!"
This was followed by a sweet, passionate cry, and her trembling body made it clear that she too had an unbelievable orgasm as well. Once again, she lay semi-conscious as she savored the immense pleasure. I wanted to fuck her myself today, but I decided that for the night Olivia's pussy belonged to the dildo, Alex. Therefore, I started to jerk off myself. Overwhelmed by the lust I felt, it only took me seconds to cum, and I busted my nut all over her back.
After two minutes, Olivia recovered. The porn was still playing in the background while she curiously asked me.
"Why did the woman pee during orgasm, Ben"
as I answer her, I looked at her and said,
"Ah, Sweetheart, it isn't pee. It's called squirting, and it's what happens when a woman reaches her ultimate sexual climax. At some point, your body can't take the intense pleasure anymore, and it releases the pleasure by squirting it out."
Then Olivia laid motionless on the couch. As me cum slowly ran down her back, and as the tremendous pleasure of the orgasm slowly but surely faded away, the only thing on her mind was if she could squirt too.
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[S/S] My sister is sad, and I feel helpless. I want to hurt for her.
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So, last night I was on my knees giving Jeff some well-earned love with my mouth. This was interrupted by the sound of my sister trying not to cry. With a mouth full of ginormous dick, I stopped and looked at her like "Are you ok?"
She looked away, so I stopped sucking on our wonderful boyfriend and went to the sofa with her.
Holidays are difficult for her. She wants to spend time with family and most of our family is wonderful but there are a few judgmental assholes in our extended family. She knows they will be there and it hurts her when they stare or whisper.
I am not asking for advice or words such as "Ignore them" or "You don't need them" unless you have been in her shoes. These people are family, and she loves them dearly. It breaks her heart when they act like this.
It is easy to tell people what to do and not at all the same thing to experience it firsthand.
I cuddled with her and turned on a movie she likes. I even got on my knees and sucked her dick, but she stopped me before she could finish. She needed to be sad.
My beautiful sister is trans. This should not be difficult to understand. She has a penis.
Tonight, Jeff is taking us shopping and to dinner. That should help distract her. It's actually nice that the jerks in our family who judge her are intimidated by Jeff. He is always nice to them but he is big and muscular and could probably tie them into pretzels if he wanted to.
Please love everyone at Christmas time and the rest of the year. Little looks, whispers or snickers can really hurt people deeply. You don't see them later, when they are alone and crying because they can't stop the pain someone caused them.
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[M/S] I am very attracted to my sons. Update 448. A mother's needs and her sons' duties.
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For a few seconds I was speaking to my elder son before I realized he was sound asleep on the loveseat. Walking behind him did not cause him to stir at all, so I placed my lips to his neck and ever-so-gently kissed him. Then again and again until he moaned softly and placed his hand behind my head. As he woke, I used my tongue in his ear and my hand reached into his shorts.
He was hard and ready and I, his mother, was wet, hot and needing a release. With my hands on his shoulders, I pushed him to his back. As I walked around the loveseat, I removed the canary yellow business suit I was wearing and, in only a bra, sat on his face.
My self-control waned and I pushed my pussy against his face as hard as I could, his stubble tickling my thighs. This was exactly what I needed after a long day. The fact that my sons enjoy being my playthings as well as my lovers makes me a very lucky mom.
"Uhhhh...Lick your mother, Baby. Lick me good" I growled as he gave me pleasure.
As I ground my lady parts against his mouth, my younger son walked in and appeared taken aback by what he was seeing.
In my typical Mommy Voice, I said to Michael "Be a good boy and get my cigarettes from my purse and wait for me on the patio. I'll be out shortly, and you'll get your turn. I said go."
Michael did as he was told and soon, I was riding Patrick's cock as my tits popped free of my bra. Once he and I had each cum properly, I dismounted him and strutted nude to the patio.
My younger son stood as I came outside, and I lifted my hand and extended my first 2 fingers. He dutifully placed one of my cigarettes between them and gave his mother a light.
"Take off all of those clothes and come to the bar, Baby." I cooed as I hopped onto the little bamboo bar, ready for his huge dick.
I am truly lucky to be a mom.
**My sons are 27 and 22. I am not and will never be your mother.**
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[FM] The Time I Offered My Ass And Everyone Could Hear
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I had one of my more sexually adventurous moments with my dorm mates during freshman year. It was a school night - so naturally, we were up late drinking. We started playing never have I ever in on of my suitemates rooms. There were about 8 of us in a tiny room- so it was pretty crowded.
I ended up sharing a bed with Blaise. Blaise was pretty hot, and our flirting was constant but hadn’t lead to anywhere yet. Tonight seemed like the night tho. Everyone seemed to be pairing off to hook up and the stars seemed to align for this to be the night it would happen for us.
We started playing never have I ever. It’s a game where you hold all your fingers up - whoever’s turn it is says something crazy that they have done - anyone else who has done that thing has to put a finger down and take a drink. It’s a great game for finding who the sluts are - and I knew it would probably work to my advantage.
That’s when it was one of my dorm mates took her turn and said “Never have I ever done anal”. About half the room put there finger down, including me. To my surprise, Blaise did not. He was a stud and this surprised the room and immediately everyone was laughing and giggling about it.
“you’ve really never done anal before?!” I asked him with the whole room listening. He shook his head to jeers and taunts.
That was the moment the liquor made me bold.
“Would you like too?!” I asked.
The room went silent with sexual tension. But I was turned on and feeling spontaneous. So I stood up and put my hand out…. The offer was obvious. And sure enough Blaise slowly grabbed my hand - and followed me as I lead him to our room next door.
The entire room exploded with its reactions. There were a bunch of “OH HOLLY SHIIT” type reaction.
So I took him into my room and locked the door behind us. I wasn’t sure if we should kiss or not - he didn’t seem to go for it. So I awkwardly made my way to my dresser and pulled out the bottle of lube, and tossed it to him. “Use your fingers first” I said softly, knowing everyone was probably listening I. The next room over. Than I bent over the bed- and pulled my pants and underwear around my ankles.
I tried not to grunt and Blaise slowly fingered my ass, getting it ready. Than I felt the absence of his fingers - quickly replaced my the head of his cock. He slowly inched into me.
I could tell he was timid and not trying to hurt me. It was hard to communicate, with everyone listening. So Instead of saying something- I spread my ass checks apart, and slowly backed into him.
He let out a loud GASP. Everyone on the other side of the door immediately started gossiping a giggling.
Once he was fully inside my ass he got some more confidence. Finally he started to actually fuck me.
Now I was pretty experienced with anal - so I knew how my body was going to react. It was so hot trying to keep quite. I hit my hand - trying not to groan. Then he really started to slam into me. I let out an involuntary “OH FUCK…”
The giggles from the next room could be heard.
That’s when he started to grunt and I knew he was close. I felt spurts of cum explode into my ass. It hadn’t taken him long at all. He slowly pulled out.
I turned around and silently whispered “what you think?!”
The shit eating grin on his face said it all. “Loved it” he whispered silently.
Than I pulled up my pants - and strolled back into the other room. Everyone was is disbelief of what just happened - but you could feel how much it turned everyone on.
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I may like her a little.... [FMF]
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"You like her don't you, you haven’t taken your eyes off her for three days as I laughed ?"
No response from Rick just a grin because he knew he was caught even with sunglasses on.
"I saw you looking down at her top! Her tits are wonderful I said"
Our Waitress, Pam returned with some new drinks so our conversation with her continued, we found out she was 33 and lived with friends close to where we were. She was single.
Rick was daydreaming a bit, probably about how she might look naked when my question suddenly brought him back from his dream.
"How would you like to join my husband and me in our villa for a few more drinks after the restaurant closes?"
“ That would be wonderful its been kind of a rough day” She agreed and as she walked away I looked at Rick with a grin and said
“Sometimes it’s as easy as that”
Soon after the restaurant closed our phone rang it was Pam, she told Rick she would be down after she cleaned up.
I had Rick make me a cosmo and he poured a scotch and we sat outside on the balcony.
It wasn’t long before Pam joined us on the balcony. Rick asked, “What are you having to drink?”
Pam said if we had Rum that would be great with diet coke if we had it if not just ice.
As Rick got the drinks Pam and I continued our conversation around the coffee table. Rick handed Pam her drink and said it’s a little stiff but you have catching up to do and laughed.
We sat around the table, my eyes were constantly looking at Pam's nipples poking through her thin shirt in the night breeze and the skirt which kept hiking up her thigh each time she reached for a drink. I said to myself boy did Rick pick the wrong seat as I laughed.
A couple more drinks all around and the conversation drifted onto relationships. I was feeling pretty loose and so was Pam, we had already known she was single but I decided to ask a few more personal questions about her relationships as we were not just talking like girlfriends.
At some point, I told Pam how old Rick and I were and she thought I was kidding. Good skin I said, and I have been blessed with it just luck and good family genes.
“It’s more than good skin Pam said, god your body is wonderful, women half your age should be so lucky”
Pam and I were sitting extremely close when she said I have two funny stories about you both this week.
“Do tell I said”
I pastry chef wants to fuck your husband, every day she makes us all laugh with her comments. Today she just looked at you both having breakfast and said to the kitchen staff, I wonder when people would report her missing meaning you. We all were laughing when I said, well what do you think of him? Pam said your husband is very attractive but I’m not plotting your death she said, as we laughed more.
The other funny thing is the pool boy has the Hot’s for you he’s like a 15-year-old kid but he told his buddy he can’t even walk by your chair at the pool because his little cock gets hard. More laughs from all of us and Pam was definitely feeling the effects of her third double.
I said as long as we’re making confessions here, I should tell you that both my husband and I find you extremely attractive. I watched Pam’s face as I said it and waited for a reaction. She just smiled a bit and thank you I’m really glad I got to know you better this trip.
I stared at her and leaned in to kiss her but waited to see if she would kiss me first and she did. We kissed more passionately for a minute and when we broke, she just whispered
“That was unbelievable”
Are you okay with this? as kissed her and lightly touched her hard nipple through her shirt.
“Oh my god yes Pam said”
Rick’s eyes were glued to us as we lightly touched each other. You could clearly see the bulge of his cock as he rubbed it through his white linen shorts.
"Does he turn you on?"
"Yes, of course, Pam said and his cock is getting huge”
I ordered Rick "take out your cock now and show us”
Rick was just staring at us as he undid his belt slid down his zipper and instantly his cock sprang out.
"Take off your shorts I told him, Pam wants to see how big your cock can get”.
"Stroke it I told him, show us how beautiful it is I said”
"Touch it," I told Pam he is really hard for you”
With that, I took Pam's hand and firmly held it in place on his cock. Pam looked at me unsure of what to do next.
Pam stared at me for a moment and said are you sure you are okay with this?
"You've made him hard since the moment we saw you this week you should really suck his cock”
"Now go ahead suck him off I said."
Pam bent down and took the end of his cock in her wet mouth as Rick lay back. Rick said this feels amazing as Pam sucked hard on his head.
"That's it," I said to Pam, "take more of it into your mouth. Look into his eyes, see how much he's enjoying your mouth on his cock it’s what he’s wanted all week!"
Rick’s eyes locked onto Pam's gorgeous face as she sucked in more and more of his cock. She was taking him deeper to the point of choking then she would back off a few seconds and just use her tongue to swirl around the head before trying to take the full shaft into her mouth again.
I bent over and took Rick’s cock in my hand and said like this, as I throated and held his 8 plus inches of his cock to his balls. Pam kept going further and holding it longer as she swallowed more of his cock.
I began rubbing my hands up and down Pam's back, teasing her waistline before finding the bottom of her skirt and pushing her hand up inside it. Pam didn't try and stop it, she just let out a moan as my hand rubbed against her moistening, thong-covered pussy.
I reached around and began to unbutton Pam's blouse, moving her arms as she pulled it off a sleeve at a time. Pam's tits were now open for Rick to watch as her mouth slid up and down his huge Cock. I then took my hands reached around and cupped her tits, fondling the nipples, making them stand up hard. Rick’s cock was now hard as I had ever seen it and he was in heaven watching the entire length of his cock be licked by Pam while I worked her body from behind.
I looked over to the hotel alongside us and noticed two young men staring across from their balcony, trying to stay out of view, not wanting to stop the show. I laughed to myself silently.
I then took Pam spread her legs wider and started running my hands up her thighs. I slid down her thong and her pussy was soaking wet so I started rubbing her the pussy and clit as she squirmed.
"Mmm..." Pam let out as she slurped on Rick’s cock. The sensations were making her shiver with pleasure. I turned over and lay beneath her and raised my mouth connected with her pussy. I started licking its entire length, using my hand to open the lips as I pushed my tongue as far into her as I could. I wet my finger with her pussy and started slowly using it to rub her asshole as I licked her clit. I could sense she was about to cum and backed off a bit.
"Oh...You're so fucking wet," I said, " I think it's time you had a cock inside you."
I slid up and had Pam stop sucking Rick, I moved her onto her back and open her legs as Rick moved between them. Rick was rubbing his huge cockhead against her clit and I ordered him to fuck her.
“Fuck her, she needs to be fucked.”
Rick slowly worked his huge cock into her as she just kept saying oh my god over and over again and again with every inch she received.
"Oh...that's it, oh fuck, that’s it, as Rick picked up his pace,"
I lightly rubbed my clit and pulled on my nipples as Rick fucked her, Pam’s breathing had changed and I could tell she was close again.
I then stood up drop the bottom of my skirt and mounted Pam's face and its time for you to eat me.
"Eat my pussy."
I knelt directly above her face and ground my wet slit on her mouth. Instantly I knew that she was no stranger to licking pussy as she stuck out her tongue and began to lick my slit. Rick and I kissed so he could taste her as he fucked her pussy and I fucked her mouth.
I was so close to cumming all over this girl’s face, and could tell Rick could blow off at any second. I wondered if the boys that were trying to see us earlier were still trying. In case they were, I pulled my top over her head and she took off my bra exposing myself.
Pam started to cum and her moans were silenced by my pussy that covered her mouth. As she started rubbing her clit with her hand, I felt her pussy begin to contract.
“Rick said I’m going to fucking cum as he slowly continued to fuck Pam.”
Pam sucked really hard on my clit for about 15 seconds more when I said, that's it, no don’t fucking stop.
"Oh fuck, eat my pussy, I yelled..." I screamed I’m fucking cumming”
I was soaking wet and was now cumming all over Pam's face.
As soon as I had cum Rick pulled his soaking-wet cock out, he stroked it maybe three times when Gushes of hot cum sprayed everywhere over the both of us.
I crawled off Pam and licked some of Rick’s cum off her beautiful tits before sharing Rick’s cum with her.
**The End**
**If you want more show me....**
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I (38F) fucked my ex-bf’s best friend in a storage unit
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It started when I randomly bumped into my ex’s best friend from high school. He asked me how my ex was doing, I told him we had broken up about 6 months ago, and I was still pretty down about it (we were together for 3 years). As he was my ex’s best friend, I was a bit shocked that he wasn’t in the loop. Turns out, they were never as close as I remembered.
We went out for lunch a few days later and out of nowhere, he asked if I could help load his winter clothes from his storage unit into his car. The storage facility was close by, so I said OK. He took me up to his unit and after moving some heavy boxes, he pulled me inside and kissed me. I was surprised to say the least, but I kissed him back. He lifted my shirt and started playing with my nipples - teasing them, sucking them, flicking them with his tongue. Then he took off my jeans and undies. My pussy is soaking wet, so he turns me around and fucks me hard. It’s been a long time since I’ve been railed like that, so it was hard to stay quiet. He didn’t care, he just fucked me harder. I get him to lie down so I can ride him, but right before I can get my release, we heard voices from the end of the hallway. We got dressed right away, grabbed his clothes and left.
It didn’t last long, but I still think about it.
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I Gave into Husband's Request… #2 [MF] maybe [MFF]
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**The Mirror**
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11de6wr/i_gave_into_husbands_request_1_mf_maybe_mff/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11dp8u7/i_gave_into_husbands_request_2_mf_maybe_mff/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11dryym/i_gave_into_husbands_request_3_mf_maybe_mff/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11edx10/i_gave_into_husbands_request_4_mf_mff/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
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When I opened my eyes, I found my husband staring at me. You are so beautiful when you cum he said. He then went down on me, licking my wet pussy and sucking on my clit for several minutes.
Rick started kissing me and I could taste myself on his tongue and lips. He asked me if I still wanted him to fuck me because the entire time, he was licking me, I was begging for his cock, and of course, I did and I was ready to cum again.
Before I could even say anything his cock was in me and although slow at first he now was deep in me and moving faster and faster, sliding in and out of my soaking wet pussy.
After 10 minutes, Fuck I said, I want to cum.
You are so wet Rick said as he was slamming harder and harder with each pump. He then reached down and started rubbing my clit. I couldn't hold back; I was screaming Oh God, I’m going to cum again, I was so loud I started to worry the neighbors could hear me. Honestly, they might have heard me down the street.
Rick pulled out and told me to get on my knees, his cock was still rock hard and he watched as I licked every bit of my pussy off of him. I grabbed his balls and rubbed the as he shot his load into my throat.
Our sex life had already started to get better since our talk and I thought, he might be going to fuck me to death until he gets what he wants.
Do you see what you do to me he asked. You are the only one I want to fuck that way. I just want to watch you be pleasured by a woman and I’m sorry if that seems crazy to you. I just think it would be so awesome to watch you both get off.
We fell asleep and when I woke the next morning and lay there thinking about the night before while he still slept.
As he woke up, he knew I had been awake for a while and said, what are you thinking about?
I said last night and everything we talked about and cumming at the same time which almost never happens.
I asked him what was the best part for him and he said watching me get myself off even knowing it was uncomfortable for me to do. Also, watching you lick your pussy off my cock slowly was second.
I told him I had not forgotten how the whole thing got started and for now I wouldn’t rule it out.
He asked me what does that mean, like don’t bug you for a while about it and maybe?
I told him no, I’m just needing to get it straight in my head first, and if I can, maybe we could try what you want. I Can't promise what I will or won't do, but we can try it. You know I would do anything for you she said.
I know you would he said, and I you, he said, as he turned and kissed me.
Thank you he said, for agreeing to do this Rick said.
I said wait, he laughed and said we can pick out the woman together if that helps.
No, if the time comes, I'll leave that up to you as she climbed out of bed.
Rick said I can't say that I am fond of finding you another woman, without input. I said don’t worry you might not have to.
While standing in the shower replaying over and over everything my husband had told me why he wanted a threesome. He wanted everyone to enjoy it. I couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to have another woman touching me and if could I really enjoy it. Maybe it was more about enjoying how turned on he would be watching. In the end, could I watch another woman fuck my husband?
Lots to process, after all, I had just become comfortable going to clothing-optional beaches. Obviously, our inhibitions were very different. Also, I thought about the fact that it has nothing to do with a woman’s body, they are far more beautiful than a man, and although maybe I hadn’t admitted it to myself before now, when we watch porn together and sometimes alone, I would rather watch the two women scenes.
Lastly and importantly, he said I did not have to touch her if I didn't want to. I know he has wanted this for a long time and I’m pretty good at making him happy, we both are, just doing whatever the other one asks. I started laughing thinking about the look on his face if I just said OK let’s just do this. Oh my god, am I really going to do this?
I got out of the shower and remembered my husband never uses the bathroom fan when he showers which completely fogs up the entire bathroom and the mirrors. What has this got to do with any of this you ask? I closed the bathroom door, shut off the fan, and ran his sink hot water until his mirror was completely fogged.
I then wrote YES on the mirror.
I got dressed and left for work and you guessed it 20 minutes later, he fogged up the mirror and the moment YES! was visible on his mirror he texted me….
Are you serious???? You are not just attempting to make my cock hard, right?
I didn’t reply, I knew I was controlling him the entire day.
A few more texts throughout the day.
Am I setting this up, or are we? I would like some input here. He was like a little kid because I wouldn't answer.
**To be continued........**
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Wholesome cuckolding [MF21+][big tits][big ass][oil][bondage][cuckold]
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I always knew that one day I would be fucking a guy that wasn't my husband. I just wasn't sure whether it would be consensual or not. You see I love my husband James, he's an amazing man. Loving, kind and fun to be around but he has a micro penis. At the start of our relationship I was satisfied with oral, fingering and toys. James always put my pleasure at the top of his priority list but I knew from previous relationships that I could only cum from PIV sex. Something James couldn't satisfy me with.
Over time our sex life evolved and one thing we liked to do was watch porn together and have a wank. There was no pressure to please each other and we still got to enjoy each other's company. One day, James chose a cuckold porno for us to watch. It was an amateur video that started with the chick walking on a treadmill wearing only a thong, her massive BBL ass bouncing away. The cuck stood nearby and spoke to the cameraman about how hot his wife was. Then the cameraman started railing the big booty wife, humiliating and degrading the cuck along the way.
I enjoyed the video; the cameraman clearly knew what he was doing and watching the wife's huge booty bounce around was really hot. What I didn't realise until later was how into it my husband was. It brought up a simple question in my head: Is my husband a cuckold?
That question simmered away in my head for a few days so I looked up the browser history on his phone. Sure enough it was full of cuckold porn as well as forums about the "lifestyle".
It brought up another question in my head: Why hasn't he told me? So I decided to bring it up and see what he said.
James was sitting on the couch, playing his Switch when I came over and sat next to him.
"Can I ask you a personal question that might hurt your feelings?"
He paused his game and looked at me a little concerned.
"Yeah sure, what's up?"
"You know that video we watched, I couldn't help but wonder if that's what you want to do - like in real life?" I asked. I was so nervous and worried that I might hurt his feelings, that the words that came out my mouth were all jumbled and didn't make much sense.
He looked as if a massive weight was lifted off his shoulders and his eyes sparked up.
"Yeah, I would like to try it out."
Despite knowing that he would agree to it, I was still surprised he agreed.
"It's actually something I've wanted to try for a really long time. I just didn't want you to think any less of me" James said meekly.
"I love you baby and I would never think any less of you baby. The more I think about it, the more I want to do it too" I cautiously said, trying not to offend James. "But I want to lay down some ground rules, right at the start. In the video we watched, the bull was so mean to the cuck, I don't want that. You're my baby and I don't want anyone to hurt you. Secondly, I'm not going to be the town's whore. I want to find one guy, and one guy only. Okay?" I asked James.
"Wow, I didn't realise you put so much thought into it." James said. "But yeah, those sound good to me. You deserve to be with someone who can satisfy you. The only request I have is for you to take some photos and film some parts for me".
"Okay I can do that" I promised and began my new sexual journey. I made an account on a cuckold forum and started looking for a bull. I'm very picky and I wanted to have the best guy in town.
I went on a few dinner dates - there was one guy who was really muscular but also up his own ass. Then there was the wannabe actor who came off really pretentious and the cryptobro who wanted to make cuckcoin or something like that. None of the dates progressed past dinner and I was thinking of giving up until I met Raf.
Raf was oddly quite similar to James, they were both nerds who liked video games and porn. I clicked with Raf immediately during our dinner date; he was funny, we shared the same taste in music and most of all he wasn't a jerk. So I decided to bring him home that night.
Then something happened that I never expected. Once we got home, I introduced Raf to James and immediately they were friends.
"Oh no way, you've got the new VR headset" Raf exclaimed excitedly and then James happily showed off his new toy.
So here's this guy, who's supposed to be fucking me, bonding with my husband over some new gaming gadget.
"Have they gotten rid of the input lag?" Raf asked.
"Oh yeah, it's super smooth. If you want I can boot it up?" James replied.
"Maybe later man". Then in a quieter voice Raf asked; "hey this is all good with you right?" It was clear what he was implying.
"Yeah of course, go for it!"
Raf just gave the most charismatic smile and followed me to the bedroom. What followed was the most intense fucking I had gotten in years. In the bedroom Raf made it clear he was the boss and I loooove that. He immediately threw me onto the bed, pulled my panties to the side and started eating me out. My kitty got soaked immediately so I begged him to fuck me. My wishes finally got answered - Raf had a huge cock! It was roughly nine to ten inches long and veiny. My pussy was literally throbbing with excitement. Then he slipped in his dick and I could see how my pussy desperately gripped onto him. I could also see how much Raf enjoyed it and that made me enjoy it even more. Then he started pounding away and my lord it felt good. I was so turned on and Raf was very attentive to my needs.
"What's your favourite position?" He asked as he pulled out.
"Doggy" I replied as I hopped onto my knees. "Fuck my ass up please" I begged and he did. It wasn't long until I was biting my pillow trying not to scream as I came over and over again, riding waves of pleasure. Raf couldn't hold back and he nutted while he was balls deep in my pussy. Luckily he was wearing a rubber so he didn't make a mess.
I let Raf shower first and suddenly the post-nut clarity hit me - I was officially a slut wife now. As I showered I felt a bit guilty and questioned whether I made a mistake. After I popped out of the shower, I couldn't find Raf in the bedroom. I got dressed and went to the loungeroom where I was pleasantly surprised.
Raf and James were laughing away as they played a car racing game on the TV. It even looked like James had gotten a beer for Raf and they were having a great time gaming together.
Later once Raf left, I asked James what he thought of my new bull and he said that he unironically loved him. They were immediately best buddies. Somehow I hit the jackpot. I found a bull, with a lovely fat cock who knew exactly how to make me cum, who was also best buddies with my husband.
Four months later and I had the hottest fuck of my life. At this point Raf was regularly coming over, either to hang out with James or to blow my back out.
All three of us liked the same type of music so went to a rave together. I properly slutted up for the music festival. I covered my nipples with skin tape in the shape of an X. Then I wrapped my big tits with a black fishnet bodysuit, paired with a cute black miniskirt that barely covered my plump donk. I was showing a lot of skin and all the guys at the rave couldn't keep their eyes off of me, especially Raf.
We left the festival at around midnight and started making our way home.
"Hey James, is it all good if your missus sleeps over at my place tonight?"
"You didn't even ask me if I wanted to sleep over you asshole!" I exclaimed.
"Oh shit your right. Would you like to sleep over tonight?"
"Yeah sure!"
"Yeah that's fine with me too bro" James piped in.
The Uber dropped my hubby off at home first and then it took me and Raf to his place. I couldn't wait to jump his bones.
The second he closed the door, I was on top of him, pressing my titties into his chest and kissing him. His hands went immediately to my ass, and he forced me to be as close to him as possible.
"Fuckkk me, you're so fucking sexy" he gasped. "I couldn't wait to get my hands on you all day. Your outfit was driving me fucking crazy. This booty was driving me crazy" he said as he squeezed my cheeks.
"My ass is all yours baby"
"Ohhhh I fucking love it when you say that. Say it again"
"It's all yours, I'm your bitch baby" I moaned it his ear, tipping him over the edge.
Raf forcefully but gently pushed me against the wall and started playing with my pussy through the fishnet. At the same time he kissed me deeply and passionately. Butterflies erupted in my tummy and I knew I was in for a long night. I pulled him towards the couch and he followed obediently. He barely had time to pull his pants down before I pushed him down onto the couch. I kicked my shoes off and quickly pulled my mini skirt down revealing my one piece fishnet body stocking. Then I straddled Raf, his hard cock throbbing against my bubble butt.
Raf pulled the body stocking to the side, which allowed me to angle his member into my pussy.
"Fuckkkk give me that pussyyyyyy" he moaned as I slid it in and gently started bouncing away, beginning with just the head of his cock before sliding all the way to the bottom. Raf's cock felt super hard and I could feel his veins pulsating, it drove me absolutely mental. I just melted onto him and slowly started grinding away. His hands were running all over my body until they stopped at their favourite destination, my ass. With both of his manly hands he spread my cheeks and took complete control of the speed and rhythm. Gradually we sped up until I was pounding away at his cock and loving every moment.
After a while I got tired and just laid on top of Raf, while he was balls deep and playing with my booty.
"Let me fuck you"
"Okayyyy" I agreed.
I hopped off of his cock and he immediately got up. I knew exactly what he wanted so I perked my ass up and rested my arms on top of the couch. Raf got his phone out and said: "I gotta get a video for my boy". He went into director mode, using my phone for it's flashlight and recording on his phone.
"Shake that massive booty for me!"
Like a good slut, I twerked my ass as best as I could.
"Come closer baby" I begged Raf. He rested his cock on my ass which I grabbed and shoved into my hungry pussy. Immediately I started twerking on his cock, while he filmed, shaking my ass as violently as I could.
"Ohhhh fuck" Raf responded and started pounding away. Suddenly I started uncontrollably shaking and I could feel a wave of euphoria coming over my body. As I started cumming, I buried Raf's cock as deep as I could and it had an instant effect on Raf.
Raf pulled his cock out and shot rope after rope all over my massive ass and lingerie.
"You got cum all over my outift!"
"Awww I'm sorry but look at what I'm staring at. I'm just trying my best not to bust straight away haha".
He showed me the video and it was kind of mesmerising. With every stroke, my whole ass would jiggle uncontrollably and somehow I could twerk better with Raf's cock deep in my pussy, than without it.
While I watched the video, Raf wiped all the cum off my ass with a tissue and then said that I could go shower first.
"Let's go shower together" I suggested.
To be honest I only half nutted and I was still horny and keen to get some more.
"I can't get this stupid bodysuit off" I complained in a high-pitched helpless teen voice.
"I can take care of that" Raf said as he grabbed the fishnet on my breasts and ripped it apart to free my tits.
"Thank you!" I moaned and then hopped into the shower. "You nutted all over my ass so it's only far you clean it"
"Okay, no problem" Raf replied as he sprayed body wash all over my ass. He turned my bubble butt into a literal bubble butt, with little soap bubbles floating around in the shower. I turned around and sure enough his dick was already at half mast.
"Let me clean that for you honey" I squeezed some body wash into my hand and started jacking him off with it. Immediately his cock started getting harder. Once I washed all of my pussy juice from his fat cock, I dropped down to my knees.
"Will you help me take off my make up?" I asked as I plunged my throat onto his cock. I didn't give Raf anytime to respond, I just started aggressively face fucking myself on his cock. Let me tell you - shower dick is the tastiest dick to suck. The only issue was that the water was pouring down my face so not only was I gagging on Raf's fat cock, I was basically water boarding myself.
"Yesss bitch, suck my cock" Raf growled which turned me on. I stared at him, with black mascara tears running down my face as gagged on his cock.
"You're actually the prettiest little cock sucker ever haha" Raf laughed but he wasn't laughing for too long because at this point I noticed he had a bottle of baby oil in the shower.
"Ummmmm, why the fuck do you have baby oil in the shower?" I asked as I picked it up and stood up.
"Oh you know...for my hair" Raf replied, clearly flustered.
"Bullshit, I bet you pour this all over your hoes"
"Nah, I don't haha"
I turned around, lifted the bottle over my shoulder and started squirting the oil all over my ass - and the floor to be honest.
"Well, can your hoes squirt it all over their own bum's like this?" I teased.
"Nah their butts aren't big enough ay" Raf replied as he spread the oil all over my ass. Then bent me over and I could feel him guiding his massive cock into my pussy. Within seconds he was slamming my ass away, each stroke making a very satisfying slapping sounds. I braced myself against the shower wall, as Raf stretched my puss out and pounded my booty. I loved the feeling and I felt so naughty having shower sex.
"Let's go to the bedroom" I gasped and Raf led me out of the shower. I threw an oversized towel onto his bed and lied down onto it. Raf pulled out a bunch of rope from under the bed.
"I've got this new toy, wanna try it?"
"As long as none of your other sluts have used it" I replied
Raf pushed my legs up so they were next to my hands, then he slipped the rope contraption on. It was actually pretty clever - there were four loops which hooked onto my hands and feet, binding my wrists and ankles together. The loops were loose until Raf lifted the middle of the rope upwards, then the loops tightened and I couldn't escape.
"You're my only slut" Raf replied as he plunged his slippery cock into my pussy. "Ahhh I fucking love this tight pussy". The dirty talking and being bound turned me on like crazy and my kitty was instantly wet.
"Fuckkkk give it to me" I begged as Raf started fucking me faster and faster. Quickly I realised I was past the point of no return and then I felt it. The little thing in my pussy popped out and Raf started hitting it in the right spot at just the right speed. I grabbed onto the rope for dear life and started shaking uncontrollably. I felt a wave of pure ecstasy crash over my whole body. And Raf did exactly the right thing. He just kept fucking me as I came over and over again. Everytime I thought I was done nutting, he just kept hitting the right spot and it would trigger another wave of orgasms.
"Ohhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkk please don't stoppp fuckkk" I moaned and Raf just kept fucking me. He didn't slow down. He didn't speed up. He didn't fuck me any harder or softer. He just kept stroking it exactly as he did before and it fucked me up. I must have came over ten times, it was insane. I could feel my pussy gushing all over his cock and I could see his massive smile. He was so proud of himself.
He pulled out and laid on the bed exhausted. I got out of the rope bondage toy and mounted him reverse cowgirl.
"Film this for my hubby. I'm going to give you the ride of your life." And I sure did. I rode his fucking cock for half an hour. It was like the most intense cardio I've done in years. I wanted to reward Raf for pounding my pussy but I didn't realise it would take him so long to cum. I started by twerking my massive ass. Then I got onto my feet and slammed my booty on his cock. Then I just bounced away as hard as I could. Lastly I just laid on top of him, exhausted, as he held my throat and rubbed my clit. He whispered filthy things into my ear as he finally came deep inside my pussy. I checked the time and all up we had been fucking for over four hours. The sun was going to come up soon, we literally fucked all night. I just collapsed on the bed and passed out.
The next morning I went home and James was waiting for me.
"So how was it?"
"I think I basically made a full length porno for you haha".
"Really, I wanna see it"
So James watched the video of me getting absolutely slutted out and he was rubbing his pants.
"Let me do that for you" I said and started sucking his cock while he watched the videos. Within a few minutes of watching his best buddy slut out his wife's big booty, James busted in my mouth.
"I'm so lucky to be with you" James lamented in pure bliss. I just smiled and said "I luhh youh tooh" as the cum fell out of my mouth and made a big mess.
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She opened the door in just a bra and thong [MF]
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I’ve always been one to search for a good quickie. This time a couple years ago was no different. I am tall, athletic build, with dark brown hair and some light blue eyes and at the time maybe 24. I don’t consider myself attractive but I can use my words well. One time I started messaging this girl, who was friends with my younger sister. Let’s call her Sarah. I had never met her before this but Sarah had reached out to me and we started talking back and forth for a few hours. That’s when I realized Sarah was about as horny as I was.
Sarah and I were being very flirty back and forth but not really going from there. Then all the sudden I get a picture sent to me. I opened it up and there was woman with dirty blond hair, glasses wearing nothing but a bra. Sarah immediately embarrassed, apologized for sending the photo. I teased her and said she was lying and she meant to send it. I also complemented her amazing body and large breasts, saying how she’d look even better with the bra on the floor. Things immediately changed after that, almost like that was her feeler text. Sarah, without missing a beat asked me what I was up to and if I would want to hang out. I never met her before in person but I knew she was real. I realized, it was go time.
Sarah lived close by in some apartments. I hopped in the car and drove over. I was so excited I flew over to her place, she told me to park on the side of the building and to knock on the back door. As I knock, Sarah opens the door. Here stood this beautiful petite woman, her hair up ina pony tail, glasses on and wearing nothing but a bra and thong. She immediately grabbed me by the shirt, pulled me inside and threw me on her couch. We started roughly making out, running our hands all over each other. I’m just trying to get a hold of her nice firm ass and her chest. Before I know it she has my pants off and is deep throating my hard cock. Moaning and choking as she uses her hands to jerk me off while giving me head. It took me everything to not bust right there. I pulled her away and bent her over the couch and moved her thong out of the way almost ripping it being so rough. I then proceed to fuck her as hard as I could raw(which I never fuck raw). She was screaming and begging for more as I reached up and pulled her pony tail and chocked her as I went deeper and harder. She then flipped over missionary and wrapped her legs around me. I kept driving her trying to fuck her through the couch because that’s how badly we both wanted it. She pulled me close and whispered in my ear, “I want you to cum for me.” That was all I could handle, one more thrust as hard and as deep as I could with her arms and legs pulling me tight. I could only lasted a few minutes because how amazingly warm and tight she was. But, it was the best half hour and the way she whispered that to me, I don’t think I’ve ever cum that much again. I cleaned up, got dressed and left. Never talking to Sarah again.
Did I leave a little embarrassed for how quickly I busted? Absolutely, was it worth it for how amazing it was? 100%
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Reading these sex stories is giving me ideas...[F]
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Let’s you imagine what you want to try and it can get so wild. Tonight I think of ex boyfriends' dad. He is better than my ex boyfriend in so many ways which I know and I masturbate and fantasize of how he may be better at sex and other ways. He is single and only 16 years older or old enough that we could teach each other. So I confess to wanting to fuk my ex-BF dad immediately after his son eating my pussy. Some things are so not right, but the thought gets you off when you masturbate. I confess. I am so curious to having sex with both within a short period of time from one another. At the same time and DP is really awesome. I don't know why it gets me so excited because I have never tried anything good.
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