Well here it goes BTW im real not a bot . Im 38M . Well one day I got home around noon from work it was a slow day so I just figured I'd stay home and take a nap . Couldn't sleep so I figured I'd fuck my pocket pussy I baught since I was laying in bed and my wife was at work and not like shes been giving it up anyway. There I was on my back the blow job swirl action on this toy feeling amazing My SIL . Shes 39 a little older than me . About 5'2" she has a thick ass cute dimples and thighs that make me go crazy . small belly and C cup titts we will talk more about later . Short dirty blonde curly hair mmmm we will call her crystal . Well there i was laying in bed fucking the shit out of this toy thinking about her tight pussy on my cock and titts in my face when I heard the floor creek i stopped for a second and didnt hear anything else so continued on . Apparently she was dropping off some candle making stuff for my wife when she heard my toy buzzing along and the stroking noise
My best friend knows how I feel about her boyfriend. I don't really try to hide it and neither does he. We've fooled around, and she was very into it, even encouraging it but I feel something has changed. As her boyfriend and I get closer I feel like she is getting colder and colder. Like she feels I am taking him away and that is definitely not what is happening so I wanted to make sure she knew that. I managed to get her alone and sat her down ready to hash it out. I was surprised when she said she was totally fine with it. I was shocked and grabbed her hand. I wasn't being flippant or teasing, I genuinely wanted her opinion. She told me her honest sincere feeling was that she liked seeing us together. That she liked how intense we became when we were passionate together. She kept going and then she started to shift in her seat. I realized that she was getting horny talking about it! She smiled at me as she went on and on about how hot it is to watch her boyfriend fuck my brains ou
I'm a young Asian woman married to a white American man. My parents still live in my home country but my mom frequently flies over to our American home to visit me. This started out as a slight annoyance, but it's getting to the point that I can no longer look at my mom in the eyes the next morning. Whenever my mom came to visit us, she would sleep in a bedroom right next to our master bedroom. The walls are very thin, and she can hear everything. During those visits, nearly every night, my husband would fuck me. And he would always get extra rough when fucking me. He used a belt to whip my bare ass really hard before fucking me. My hands were handcuffed behind my back, and my mouth was gagged with his dirty socks, the same pair of socks that he wore all day. He would whip me until I couldn't take it anymore. After he was done whipping me, I was covered in sweat and my eyes were two watery holes. Then, and only then, he would grab my ass and fuck me, and he always fucked me reall
— Fuck, yes! More! Fuck me like this, deeper! My nails dug into the cool plastic of the kitchen countertop, and my entire body arched in a silent scream from a new, crushing jolt that echoed deep within, causing my insides to clench in a delicious spasm. Sweat trickled down my back, mixing with the tears of madness that rolled down my face. Strong, young hands gripped my hips, pressing them in with such force that there would definitely be bruises tomorrow. Bruises that I would proudly examine in the mirror, a crazy thought flashed through my head. "Mommy's just an insatiable whore," a low, commanding voice rasped right next to my ear, its roughness making me shudder with desire again. "It's been forty minutes, and you're still thirsty. There's already a puddle under you, see?" I lowered my head, trying to catch my breath. The floor did indeed glisten in the light of the kitchen lamp. A puddle. From me. From what he squeezed out of me again and again.
A while back 2 of my girlfriend's female friends told me that my gf of 1 year had been cheating on me with one of her guy friends. I was completely devastated because I did not see this coming at all. They asked if they could come over to my apartment to console me and keep me company. I wanted to be alone but I said yes. They brought alcohol. We sat on the couch and started drinking. I have a low tolerance so I got hammered pretty quickly. They eventually did, too. They said I should get back at her. At this point they started taking each other's clothes off. Then both of them got me naked pretty quickly. I was ready for whatever was going to happen next. We went to my bedroom. I said I wanted to fuck them so hard so I would forget my gf. That night we fucked so much. I came inside both of them. We also kept drinking. I lost track of how many orgasms we all had. At some point we all passed out in the bed. The next morning I woke up and saw that there were so many cum st
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
Okay things have been getting really crazy with my roommate lately. When I first moved in with two guys I initially thought we would keep our relationship total platonic and responsible. Knowing myself I honestly should have known better though. I'm lowkey a bit of a whore. It's not even my fault I genuinely think I have a bit of a hypersexuallity problem. Anyways. At first things were platonic, just as I had assumed they would be, but eventually I ended up hearing one of my roommates masturbating. Idk if he was being really loud on purpose or if he just didn't realize how not soundproof our rooms are, but listening to him kinda started to drive me crazy. The fact that I hadn't been fucked in months before that probably contributed to it as well. Long story short I ended up masturbating in my bed while listening to him moan and groan as he jerked off. One thing led to another and soon enough I was getting fucked by him. At this point we are basically friends with benefits/roommates
TL; DR: Today, my yearly road trip has begun, and I have three cosplayers joining me. Zoe, Kristen, and Rebecca. The plan is to go across Canada and take some erotic pictures at some of my favourite spots, but first, we stopped in a quiet parking lot with a view and had our first in-person orgasms with each other, before going to McDonald's for brunch. The planning is finally over, and today my yearly road trip & photoshoot vacay has begun. For context, every year I take a road trip across Canada with three "models" and do some erotic photoshoots with them in my favourite spots, but there's always some theme or improvational roleplay I have them do, cuz I got bored of doing just naked girls in the wild. The roleplay concept we're rolling with is three thieves cursed by a relic that filled them with insatiable amounts of lust. It's a silly-sounding concept, but like I'm working with what I got. My models, well, they're actually cosplayers I met at a comic convention last yea
With my best friend, we have a thread where we swap nudes and explicit videos. It’s our thing, a private game we’ve kept going for years. One day, I had a twisted idea, a pussy photo contest. We’d vote, “like” our favorites, and eliminate the rest. Simple, just for fun, at least on the surface. I gathered about twenty close ups from Reddit, scrolling late into the night to pick the best ones. And I don’t know why, but I had this crazy, perverse thought, slipping in a photo of my girlfriend among the others. Just one. Like a secret dare. Of course, he had no idea. The moment I hit send, a rush of adrenaline hit me. This wasn’t just sharing porn anymore. It was crossing a line, mixing two worlds that should never touch. And that’s exactly what made it even hotter. As the contest went on, her photo started making it through, round after round. Other girls got eliminated, but hers kept surviving. Every time a little heart popped up on her picture, my own heart pounded harder in my chest
This may be a long winded story, but also a fun & spicy one. My wife and I have a neighbor named Leann. She’s a sweet, lonely, and quiet neighbor who we have lived next to for 7 years. She’s a widow, and I help her with the odd little task or repair often. I put in her widows A/C’s in the summer - that kind of thing. My wife is with Leann one day chatting, and she comes back with a big smile on her face. “You’ll never believe what she asked you to do for her” “Anything for Leann, what is it?” “She wants to you jerk off for her for money” my wife says. “No fucking way she said that. You are lying!” - I’m stunned. Leann is a little flirty, and I mean very little. The occasional “thanks handsome” is the full extent. She is respectful, sweet, and gentle at all times otherwise. She’s a gardener, and a grandmother. “You must be confused. That’s not what she wants.” I say, before my wife shoves 5 crisp $100 bills in my hands and says “she said she wouldn’t ask you directly,
The rain pounded the tin roof of the bathhouse, creating a cozy, detached noise. I sat on the oak shelf, all steamed up, listening to the coals crackling in the stove, and enjoying the peace. My father had gone to town on some urgent business, promising to return only tomorrow evening. We were left at the dacha alone with Irina. My stepmother. She was young. Too young to be a father. She was barely forty, and looked thirty. Slender, fit, with a look that made my twenty-year-old self get a hard-on. I always tried not to show it, looked away when she walked past in her tight shorts or bathing suit. It was torture. The door to the steam room creaked. I turned around and was stunned. Irina was standing on the threshold. Wrapped in a small white towel that covered the most important things, but hugged her curves so tightly that it took my breath away. Her damp chestnut hair was gathered into a messy bun, her cheeks were flushed, and drops of water were running down her collarbones. “Is t
So, I was 26 he was 30 and my sister was 21. He had been through a rough divorce cause his ex wife was a cheating slut, we met through work and immediately hit it off, flirting at first which quickly turned in to him picking me up from work (we worked at different sites) and me blowing him in his car. Soon we were very much loved up and he was staying with me at my parents house, they all loved him, something about him being my protector and looking after me so well made them absolutely adore him, he met my sister after one of her drunken nights out and she came home very drunk and she started flirting with him. She w wearing a very slurry black dress which didn't leave much to the imagination, she is much more well endowed in the boob region than me and I watched him peeking at her perky young tits. This went on for a while until I noticed he was rock hard in his shorts. I took him to bed didn't mention the reason why he was so erect and blew him until he shot loads ( much more than u
I had been waiting for this, probably, all our family life. Six years of marriage, and Olya never agreed to take me in her mouth all the way. She always stopped at the very last moment, and I came on her chest or stomach. But that evening everything was different. We had just come from her friend's birthday party, we had had a few drinks, but not much, just a relaxed, warm mood. We made love slowly, almost lazily, and I already thought that everything was as usual. But when I turned her over on her back and knelt over her, guiding my penis to her vagina, she suddenly stopped my hand. “Wait,” she said quietly and looked at me with her big eyes, in which I could read some kind of determination mixed with embarrassment. Without saying a word, she moved over, laid me on my back, and positioned herself between my legs. My heart began to pound like a kid's. I just looked at her, at her lips, which she licked before hesitantly taking my cock in her hand. She started as usual - gent
I used to live in a small town in my early 20s where everyone knew each other. I mean, it's nice to have known my friends since childhood and stay close to them as adults. We're a group of five: Guilherme and Letícia (whom I dated during high school) are siblings, and there are Erica, Eduardo, and me. We usually plan group short trips to the neighboring towns (where all the fun actually happened) to split the gas money, and this time was no different. There was a small rock festival going on, and we planned to go there together, but a small problem came up at the last minute: Guilherme has now found a girlfriend, and, of course, she's going with us. I don't blame him for wanting her to sit in the front seat; anything goes at the beginning of a relationship. The only problem now was sharing the remaining three seats between the four of us. Since it was a quick trip, someone would sit on someone else's lap, and that was it. Since Letícia and I are the smallest couple, we agreed on this
When my parents got a divorce I lived with my mom. She often went out with her friends and would come home drunk and just head to bed. One night I heard her come in and she was laughing and giggling out in the living room, so I knew she had bought some one home, after a while I couldn’t hear them anymore, but she had not come down to her bedroom. So, I crept out of bed and down to the living room and that when I saw my mom getting fucked in the ass by a huge man, he must have been like 6’4 or something, he seemed massive at the time. He had her bent over the arm of the chair, one leg on the floor and the other on the chair. She was making a grunting noise that was somewhat muffled by his hand, and he was whispering something to her that I couldn’t make out. I stayed hidden and watched the whole thing with a rock hard cock. It went on for ages so I think it’s safe to assume she has been taking cock in her ass for quite some time before this encounter. After he had finished I went back
You know, there are all sorts of confessions about sex, but sometimes it seems that everyone draws their inspiration from already filmed stories, famous studios. I myself thought so for a long time. But as it turned out one fine day, everything is much simpler. It is directors and cameramen who take situations that have already happened and try to adapt them for the viewer. My name is Lena, and this story happened to me quite a long time ago, or more precisely in the mid-00s. At that time, I was about 24 years old. Let's not dwell on the numbers, because this is a secondary matter. But perhaps it would be logical to describe my appearance a little. A tall girl with light-brown hair, but not a very outstanding figure. My chest barely reaches the 2nd size and my hips are far from wide. In one word, I can be described as "skinny". At that time I was living with a guy and we had problems with work. Constant delays in salary along with its reduction. No matter how hard my roo
His fingertip glistened in the light from the TV. He stared at it, rubbing my wetness between his fingers for a moment, my pussy clenching with horniness and nervousness and embarrassment. I had been *so close* to cumming just before he walked in… “Wait…is this…?” His cheeks went bright red as he realised what the slick liquid between his fingers was. “Oh fuck…oh my god…I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have…I wasn’t looking, I just–” “It’s okay,” I said, my own embarrassment rising. “It’s my fault! I shouldn’t have been…you know…” “No!” he said quickly.. “It's your apartment too! You can do…*that*…anywhere you like!” “Really?” I asked. The TV menu idled, soft music looping. The controller was somewhere on the floor behind the coffee table, and the damp patch of my cum was still gleaming in the glow. I felt another rush of embarrassment and excitement as slutty thoughts entered my mind. “Because actualy…you…sort of…interrupted me…” His Adam’s apple bobbed. “Oh.” “Yeah,” I said, heat crawling
I was just going to edge my pussy for a *little* bit before bed. It had been a hard week at work and I deserved it, right? Besides, my roommate James wouldn’t be back for a few hours, and James is…well, James. Geeky, sweet, always humming Zelda music under his breath when he’s cooking pasta. Friendly to a fault, but so awkward sometimes it makes me smile. The thing is, he’s so careful about boundaries. Like, if I come out of the shower wrapped in a towel, he’ll literally turn and face the wall until I tell him I’m dressed. He’s that kind of shy. Which is probably why the thought of doing something dirty in our shared space while he was out, on our couch, had me kind of horny. I’d been replaying Skyward Sword, trying not to think about it, trying to focus on the game, but tbh my thoughts kept returning to…well…to pleasuring my clit lol But it would be very wrong to make myself cum there…which is exactly why I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I moved to the middle and slipped my p
I sat in a chair in the corner of our living room, watching the candlelight cast shadows on the walls. The light was subdued, almost intimate, but there was something heavy in the air. My wife, Lera, stood at the bar, idly stirring a cocktail in a tall glass. She was 32, but she looked flawless: long dark hair flowing over her shoulders, a tight black dress that emphasized every curve of her body - a thin waist, rounded hips, breasts that seemed about to burst from the cleavage. She knew how to present herself. She knew I was watching. And she knew how it affected me. I, Artem, 35, am an ordinary middle manager, with a receding hairline and a habit of slouching when I'm nervous. It's not that I'm ugly, but next to Lera I always felt... smaller. She was like fire, and I was like a smoldering ember about to go out. We'd been married for seven years, and somewhere along the way our marriage had turned into a strange dance of love, habit, and... this. This. This. Lera gl
One time when I was out with my friends, most of them were girls. After a night in the club, we were a little tipsy and decided to head back home. One of my friends hadn’t drunk that night and offered us a ride. We all agreed, but when we took our seats, it turned out we were one short. So one of my friends asked if she could sit on my lap. Of course, I agreed. At first, everything was normal—we were talking and laughing. But as we drove, I felt her start to gently grind against me. At first, I thought she was just adjusting how she sat. After a moment, I started to get hard, and then I saw that look in her eyes. She knew. As the ride continued, she slowly rubbed against my hard cock. To make things worse, she was wearing a mini skirt that day, so I could feel her wet panties. Every once in a while, she discreetly grazed it with her finger. After about twenty minutes, I couldn’t take it anymore. I tried to resist, but I couldn’t. I came so hard. She definitely saw and felt it, but fort