When Jason walked in and saw us together on the couch, both of us in figure-hugging gray tank tops and cotton panties, it was like he had seen a ghost. “Oh, hey, Jason. This is Liv. My friend. Sorry I didn’t tell you, but she’s staying for the weekend while her boyfriend is away on business.” She looked at him, their eyes meeting, and then she smiled, her best, most beautiful, sultry-eyed, plump-lipped, sweet-but-slightly-terrifying smile, and in that moment, even *I* wanted to fuck her. “Hey, Jason. I’ve heard a lot about you.” Jason swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing. “Hey,” he said. “Nice to meet you.” “You too!” She reached out her hand, the movement jiggling her breasts. Jason did very well not to look at them. Me? Not so much. He shook her hand and then picked up his bag to leave. “Well, I’ll leave you guys to it–” “Noooooo!” Liv whined in her brattiest voice. “You should hang out with us! This is your place too! I’m looking forward to being part of everything.” Jason’s
We had gone away on vacation and needed someone to watch the dog for a week. My daughter’s friend agreed to do it for $100. She was a sexy, petite thing, 20 with light brown hair that was always in French braids. When we finally got home, she said she needed a lift back to her parents. What the fuck, I thought, my wife is gonna go straight to bed, so by the time I got back she’d be asleep and I could rub one out in peace. Maybe, thinking about the sexy college girl in black leggings and a tight, thin t-shirt. We made small talk as we drove down the dirt roads to her parents’ house. Every once in an awhile I’d glance over and find her looking down at the bulge in my pants. Each time she looked away shyly, but then immediately looked up at me from underneath her eyelashes. She kept catching me looking at her hard nipples and perky tits poking out from behind her thin t-shirt. I moved my hand to the console and let it dangle. She slowly slid closer until my hand was touching her thigh
The text I had sent him was filthy. I had written it out over the course of about an hour, adding things as I thought of them, making myself wet as I wrote out each dirty little fantasy. Imagining it had made me want to touch myself so badly, but I resisted; I had Jason for that now. I hesitated with my finger hovering over the send button, reading it through one last time. *Jay. You made me cum so hard last night. I was still throbbing when I woke up on your floor. You should’ve seen me. Legs open, dripping. I almost started touching myself right there. But then I remembered I don’t have to anymore. That’s your job, isn’t it? To lick my pussy until I forget how to speak. Anyway, I know you’re at work but I just wanted to let you know. When you get home I’m going to let you spread me open and fuck me any way you like. From behind, on my back, doggy, reverse cowgirl–whatever will make you cum the hardest. You deserve it! You can use my mouth or my ass or my pussy. Or all three. I don’
Moscow in October smelled of wet asphalt and the smoke from the chestnuts roasted by the babushkas outside the metro. Anna walked along Tverskaya Street, her heels clicking on the tiles like a metronome counting down to the next casting. Her long black hair, pulled back into a loose ponytail, swayed in the wind, and her ivory coat accentuated her figure—the kind that made men turn their heads and women purse their lips ever so slightly. She was twenty-five, and she still believed that beauty wasn't a curse, but simply a fact, like rain or snow. At the agency, they called her a "gentle muse," but Anna knew that tenderness was a mask concealing the weariness of endless "turn around, smile, look just below the shoulder." At home, in their small apartment, whose windows overlooked a narrow courtyard dotted with stunted linden trees, Valera was waiting. He was ten years older, a manager at Sberbank, with a neat beard and eyes that always held a lurking smile—not ironi
After the foot massage, Jason and I continued as if nothing had happened. On Thursday night, he made a curry that was way too spicy, and I mocked him gently as tears streamed down both our faces. On Friday we played Mario Kart and I tried to distract him by bumping his arm during a turn, but he won anyway. On Saturday, he showed me all his painted miniatures and I conceded that he was, indeed, the bigger geek. On Sunday I caught up with Liv on the phone but I didn’t tell her any of what had been going on; it felt too fragile and special, like I might ruin it if I acknowledged it, even to myself. I almost let a comment slip when she was teasing me about being lonely, asking if the roommate had at least come with a view, but I swallowed it. Not out of guilt, exactly. Just…it didn’t feel like gossip. It felt like a secret, something I didn’t want anyone else’s opinion on. Instead, I told her I’d been keeping busy with work, that Jason was *nice and quiet* and *keeps to himself*. Both te
Okayyyyy this one is gonna be kinda long so bear with me. Some of you complain my slutty adventures are never long enough anyway, so lock in! Tuesday evening I was stretched out on top of my bed, the plastic fan whirring near the window doing a poor job of cooling me down. My T-shirt was just long enough to cover my hips, and I hadn’t bothered with panties. After all, I still lived alone at that point… “I swear,” I muttered, turning onto my side and curling my fingers under my cheek. “Trying to find a roommate is way harder than it should be.” The apartment was silent except for the hum of my phone pressed against my ear. From somewhere deep within the soft static came the low, sleepy voice of Liv. “Still no luck?” “Honestly…you wouldn’t believe some of the emails I’ve gotten since I put up the flier…” “Like what?” Liv said, her voice perking a little. “Gimme the drama.” “Well…there was the dude who told me that he only eats raw liver because he’s living an ancestral lifestyle.”
She approached me after a talk I gave at her college. Tall, blonde, gorgeous, and extremely fit. She had questions and held eye contact the entire time. Other people were waiting to talk to me so she asked me how she could reach me to discuss further. I gave her my number. A few hours later after dinner, I'm in my hotel room and she texts me to ask if we can meet for a drink. I gave her the address of the hotel and told her I'd meet her in the bar. She showed up in a tight skirt/top combo. Heads turned as she came over and joined me. We had a few drinks and chatted. She was laughing at all my jokes, kept staring into my eyes and smiling. I know the drill. She didn't need to give me any more hints. I asked her up to my room. We made out in the elevator. She rubbed my cock through my pants. As soon as we got in the door she dropped to her knees, freed my cock and started blowing me. She was very skilled, and very enthusiastic. I started to get lightheaded so we moved to the couch.
Last week we had the entire week off work, so on Friday I invited my boss Angela and my coworker Julie over for a pool day. My husband was working from home that day. His office is upstairs, and the balcony overlooks our backyard and pool area, so he would often step outside to chat with us. Around noon the sun got pretty intense, so we decided to lay out and sunbathe. I always take off my bikini top when I tan because I hate tan lines, so I did what I normally do and mentioned to the girls that they could take theirs off too if they wanted. Angela immediately took off her bikini top too. She is already (very) familiar with me and hubby, so she has no reason to be shy because of him Julie was a little more hesitant and said she wasn’t sure she wanted my husband to see her like that. I told her he would probably enjoy the view, but if she felt uncomfortable, I could ask him to stay inside. She said it was fine and decided to keep her top on. So there we were, Angela and I topless,
My mother-in-law recently moved in with us. Antonina Gennadyevna is 56 years old now. She spent her entire life as the head of our foundry. She definitely didn't look 56; you wouldn't put her past 40. She had a big, toned butt, matching breasts, a stern face, and her hair was always pulled back into a ponytail. So my mother-in-law moved in with us. And as the old joke goes, she has already eaten away at her son-in-law’s, that is, me, brain. - I'll give your mother a punch in the face soon if she doesn't stop! "Seryozha, please forgive me, just be patient a little longer! She'll buy herself a new apartment soon and move out." "Yes, yes, then she'll need repairs, and who's going to help? Her son-in-law is a klutz, of course." - Well, Seryozha... Dasha kissed her husband's neck, then climbed under the covers and placed her husband's rather large penis in her mouth. She began sucking him vigorously, bringing him to bliss. Powerful stre
So last weekend, i was invited to this guy’s birthday party. His girlfriend had booked a hotel apartment in this really cool hotel (Five JVC) which had its own small pool. It was a small crowd, just a few feeinds, lots of booze, and chill vibes. I rolled up in my usual slutty getup: tiny black crop top, no bra, and a skirt so short my ass was basically saying hi to everyone. 😜 I felt like a total snack, and had the eyes of all the guys on me yhroughout the night, much to the dismay of their partners, hahaha. Fast forward to the night, the party’s dying down, we’re all tipsy, sprawled on the couches in the huge living room. Someone asks the birthday boy, what he wants as a gift. He grins, half-joking, very tipsy, “A sloppy blowjob, duh.” The room cracks up, but his girlfriend’s like, “Yeah, not happening, I don’t do that.” Ouch, savage. I could see the dissapointment on his face, his girl has always been a bit of a prude. I’m just sipping my drink, smirking, my horny brain already w
“Honey, we need to talk.” Lindsey looked uncomfortable as she greeted me at the door. That is not a great opening line to hear from your long-time girlfriend when you get home from a 16 hour work shift. Nodding in acceptance, I asked for a minute to get a cup of coffee and told her I’d meet her on the back porch. When I got out there she was fidgeting and wouldn’t look me in the eyes. I sat down and calmly waited, knowing she would get it out best by being given her own time to work it out. “Anna saw your cock!” She blurted out, locking her eyes on me and blushing. “I’m sorry!” Anna was her younger sister. I sat sipping my coffee and trying to digest the information. When and how were top questions on my mind, as well as trying to figure out why this was such a problem, and how well she would take it if I acted as nonchalant about it as I felt. “Okay. How about we start with the full story?” I queried in as careful and encouraging tone as I could manage without chuck
Just thought I'd document some of my hottest memories before they started to slip away. There's a fair amount of build up. To skip to the the spicy stuff go to * * * This was a couple of years ago, I was pretty tipsy at a bar I frequent when a friend of mine approached to introduce me to someone. Sarah was this striking woman, petite at 5'2 but still had curves. I towered over her at 6'0. Her long curly hair done into two thick braids. She had almost cat like eyes and full sexy lips. Like I said, striking. The conversation was short and I didn't think much of it. Everyone there knew I was married and I spotted her ring as well. I was polite. She was quiet. The whole interaction to me seemed odd, Why would my friend introduce me to someone who didn't want to talk? The next day I had a friend request on Facebook from her. Turns out she was quiet and awkward because she was intimidated by how handsome I was and had bullied my friend into introducing her to me. Honestly I thought she
This story is from fourteen years ago when I (F20 at time) was on summer break from college. My sister Jane (F18 at time) was going out with a local guy, Matt (M20) for a few months. I had been in school with him but didn’t know him well until he started dating my sister. Matt was tall, athletic and handsome, dark hair and a bit of a stud really. Admittedly, Jane was hotter than me. She had a perfect body, tall, long legs, perfectly proportioned boobs, and gorgeous facial features coupled with long flowing dark hair. She was also a champion multi sport athlete, excelling at gymnastics in particular. She would go on to a prestigious scholarship when she finished school. I was also very pretty in my own right. A little shorter and a bit stockier but by no means heavy. I had nice big perky boobs that I never tried too hard to cover up. But Jane was on another level. At family events everyone would comment on how stunning she was, but there were rarely ever similar comments about me. B
My gf had always made comments that I thought were jokes about how hot I’d look fucking her friends and apparently had told and showed them how big I am. Her best friend Ally had gone through a rough break up and she was coming over to have a wine night with my girl later on. About mid day my girl asks me “Do you think Ally is hot” the answer is obviously yes, she’s a total smoke show with a great ass. After I responded, my girl told me “I want to watch you fuck her….” I was in shock. She told me that she already talked to Ally about it, and she’s super excited to feel me inside her. Honestly it took me a minute to wrap my head around it but once I did, I was also super excited. Ally finally arrived, wearing tight spandex shorts that couldn’t help but crawl between her cheeks and I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. She definitely noticed, and when she came back from getting another glass of wine, she pushed me down on the couch, pulled my pants down, and said “I’ve been wanting to suc
**---** All characters depicted in this story are consenting adults over the age of 18. I woke up to my girlfriend's warm body pressed against mine. Her hair smelled different from usual, but it still had a sweet and fresh scent. Her perky ass was pressed against my crotch, and her head was resting on my arm. Her hands were holding onto mine, and she was slowly caressing the back of my hand. Her blonde hair was in front of my face, and I could see her beautiful skin. “Morning, babe," I whispered in her ear. “Hmm?” “Morning, babe," I said again. "Timo?" She said, confused. Wait, that didn't sound like Nina. She turned around and I quickly realised that it wasn't my girlfriend I was snuggling up with; it was Maddison. "Oh, shit, sorry, Maddison," I said. "Oh, umm, it's umm... okay," she quickly said. "Where is Nina?" I asked. "Taking a shower.” We were both sitting in silence, and it was a bit awkward. "Oh, well, umm, guess I'll go take a shower too," I said and quickly jum
(Changed names and a few details for privacy) john never picked on me in highschool but was a nightmare for anyone who was smaller than him. I being meaner and about the same size always broke up any bullshit he was pulling, but he just wouldn't stop. Drinking at a friend's house one night with a few cool parents John's mom stops by and starts drinking also, shes no beauty queen but has great tits and a great personality( no idea how she birthed that little shit). She and I begin talking and joking getting progressively drunker and flirtatious as the night carries on, one thing leads to another and at the end of the night im eating her pussy in the back of her car. Her legs shaking softly moaning as I play with her nipples, and suck her swollen clit she invites me back to her place. When we make it there she makes me use the back door to sneak in because john is asleep. I sneek in and fuck his mother three times, the last time shes riding my cock trying to control her moans (and fa
I was about 21 when I ran into my oldest sister's friend while out drinking. She was around six years older than me. It wasn't safe for her to drive home, so she came back to crash at my place. It was purely innocent—no flirting, no plans; I was just being helpful. We were both tired and tipsy. I offered to stay on the couch, but she said, "Don't be silly, just go to bed." So, we both instantly passed out in my queen bed. It was summer, and the night was hot. I woke up feeling hungover, but still with my usual morning wood, just a sheet covering us. She was facing away, and as soon as I moved, she turned over. She was already awake but had been still to let me sleep. When she noticed the tent in the sheets, she laughed. "Thank you for not letting me drive last night," she said, casually pulling the sheet and my boxers down, grabbing my cock. "Better take care of this," she added, starting a nice, slow handjob. She took her time, and for how I was feeling, it was just perfect. She pu
In college, I'd been meeting up with a lovely young lady that I met on tinder. One.. exciting.. date had spawned more meet ups and we were at a point of hanging out with each others friends on occasion. This day, we had plans to watch a movie at hers with her roommate but we met at the rec center to play ping pong with the winner getting to decide whatever the loser had to do. She was cute, as always, slender.. in yoga pants that were doing her ass justice. It wasnt big by any means but it tight and plush. I let her win and I will stand by that. I asked what she'd like but she told me that she'd let me know later. Later comes and we're all in her dorm living area. Her friend had invited a bunch of people of because that was just the energy back then. She's wearing a tank top which makes me realize how plump her tits are and shorts that look a size too short. She cuts a line over to me..we hug and chat for bit. Her friend puts the movie on.. we've got a bunch of people sitting
I got a relatively exotic name Elina. A seemingly respectable wife, 35 years old. A couple of years ago, I got tired of the measured life of my loving husband Vitya and took my appearance seriously. Diligent training, jogging for tens of kilometers did their job. Now I am a real milf. A nice slim figure, big breasts and a lush ass. Basically, there is everything to please the eye of the spouse and have sex regularly. But no matter how hard I tried, no makeup, no sexy lingerie - my intimate life did not return to its previous course. About 7 years ago, we fucked like rabbits, and now once a month, this is already happiness. At this time, I realized that monogamy is a primeval evil! In my opinion, it is she who killed all the pleasure that can only be obtained from sex. It didn't take long before I turned into a real bitch. The office staff hated me, my husband was constantly offended and didn't talk. People call it "undersexing." And everything would have continued li
Man what a crazy weekend. I was invited to go camping with my girlfriend, her friends and their boyfriends. Now let me explain what happened. It was still cold, but the sunlight was creeping into our tent, warming the air just enough to stir everyone awake soon. My girlfriend and I were spooning under the sleeping bag, layered up in hoodies and thermals from the night before. We’re always horny when we sleep next to each other — even in the middle of the woods, surrounded by our friends. My hands were already wandering, grabbing at her through her three layers, trying to feel her tits, squeezing her ass through her leggings. She pushed her hips back into me, subtle but obvious. She turned her head slightly and gave me that sleepy look — not asking, just knowing. We locked eyes for a second and silently agreed on the risk. I reached over and zipped the tent windows closed just enough to give us some cover. We didn’t strip. I just slid my sweats down to my thighs, she pushed hers hal