Forgive me for not writing for so long - it spun, spun like a spindle, but a little sense, and time has gone ... Do you remember the Sahara desert that my ex-husband left in me after the divorce? You know, I didn’t want to write to you about this before, but apparently I’ll have to admit: your friend hated everything and withered, an ancient old woman wanders through life. Here is such a "poetic" image ... You ask about the fans, I confess that I am not destitute in this matter, but I began to notice that my fans have recently become more and more addicted to the process of worship itself, and I seem to no longer participate in this process. I look from the side at their hands, so reverently touching my fingers, and I don’t feel anything, except for their geographical location! I realized this recently and was horrified - am I really getting old ?! And then autumn came, strange, warm, one might say, spring. And something in me moved. If I were a tree, I would probably be covered
The story everyone has been waiting for 😅 So I went for my massage today, there was so much tension immediately when I got in. He started as normal, he’s starting to figure out what muscles need more attention so he focuses where he needs to as he goes. Part way through he lets me know that he can work a little longer on me because his last appointment of the day canceled (and it wasn’t a lie because I tried to book for a later time and couldn’t haha) so he offers me extra time if I had time for it and well of course I took it. Through my massage he made slight passes near my pussy, and massaged my boobs as if it was all a part of the routine hahahaha. He pinched my nipples and played with them in between actually massaging me and before I knew it he was covering me up to be done. We both look at the time and he asked what I had planned, if anything. I told him I had some time before another appointment but that was it and I was just going to relax there a little longer if he was ok
My previous account was doxxed last week so this is a re-post of one of my favorite experiences. I’ve known one of my best friends, Lindsey for about 10 years now. She is a year younger than me, with long blonde hair, blue eyes, ginormous boobs and an ass to die for. She’s always been very adventurous sexually so when my husband and I opened up our marriage of course she was the first person I told. We were out at dinner and had a couple glasses of wine at that point and she was very intrigued about the possibility of a threesome with Lucas and I. The night carried on, we went out dancing and kept drinking. We were getting very flirty and openly touching on the dance floor when she made her move and started kissing me while she felt up and down my body. We couldn’t take the tension anymore so we hopped in a taxi back to my house. Pretty quickly after getting to my house, Lucas (who I had texted about a threesome and was obviously in), Lindsey and I headed upstairs to our bedroom. The
I was lying in bed with my boyfriend, feeling the heat of the summer sun beating down on my skin. We had been together for a few years and had always been open to trying new things in the bedroom, but today was the day I had been thinking about for a while. I mustered up the courage to bring up the topic of anal sex. My boyfriend was a little surprised at first, but he was open to it and we talked about it for a while. He made sure to reassure me that he would be gentle and take it slow, and that he would make sure I was completely comfortable and relaxed before we started. The day of, I was a bundle of nerves. I had never done this before and I was scared of the unknown. But my boyfriend was patient and understanding, and he made sure to go slowly and use plenty of lubricant. I lay on my stomach, feeling the soft sheets beneath me and the warmth of my boyfriend's body behind me. He asked me if I was ready and, with a deep breath, I nodded my head. I felt him position himself behin
You ever have a partner surprise you in bed? Not in a wrong-hole or you-want-me-to-piss-where? kinda way, but in a I-didn't-expect-that-from-you sort of surprise. This is one of those stories. I met L on a dating app. I honestly don't remember what our first date was, if we even went on one, but before long, she was hitting me up at bar close. L was about 5'8" with red/auburn hair that went past her shoulders, a thin frame with perky B-cups, a tight little round ass and a huge smile. It was one of those smiles that stretched from ear to ear and more often than not, was painted in bright red lipstick. On this particular night, I'd been out drinking and she caught me before I made it home so I walked a few extra blocks to her apartment. L lived in one of the high rises on campus, the kind that were nice, but cost a small fortune so she shared a room. Her roommate was out of town for the weekend and L needed some dick. I was happy to oblige. She buzzed me in and I took the elevator
My friend was hosting a party last night and I posted on reddit if I should be a cum dumpster. Most people said yes and thought of doing it was making me throb. I arrive at my friends at about 7:30 so I went to the bathroom to prepare. I got her to write “cum dump” on my ass with an arrow pointing to my pussy. She also wrote “tips” with an arrow pointing to my mouth. I then had 2 shots to loosen up. People started to arrive and at about 8:30 the party was kicking off. I spotted a group of 4 guys so I got their attention by pushing my tits together and turning around and lifting up my skirt so they could see the writing. I signalled them over and we walked to my friends room, where Im sure you can guess what happened. I bent her bed as a proceeded to get face fucked and railed. They stripped me naked and took turns on me. After a while I told one of them to save his cum while the other 3 cummed. 1 in my hair, 1 on my tits and 1 in my mouth. By this point in the party, nudity was a lo
Marina and Maxim have been friends for a long time. I would even say more. They are very close friends and... lovers. They always have fun together, they always have more than enough topics for conversations, and in sex they have complete harmony. Right now they are going up in an elevator to the 17th floor of a high-rise building, where Maxim's apartment is located. They talk on an exciting, exciting topic ... - I love when the underwear is transparent, with lace or just a thin mesh. Everything is open, but at the same time inaccessible! - Maxim smiled and showed Marina a box from a chic black lace bra, which he bought for her as a gift. - Lace is just fine, but this is for love games, and in everyday clothes I prefer lingerie without seams, underwires in bras and lace! You know I wear Pompea tango tops and panties. Comfortable and bright colors. - Marishka took out a strap from a bright blue top from under her blouse and showed it to Maxim. - Comfort... Hmm! It is important! Ar
Basically the title. For some background, I'm a third year engineering student at a state university. I just got out of a three year serious relationship about 8 months ago. I got dumped after she started cheating on me with another guy (only found this out later lol). For about 6 months after the fact I was in a severely depressive state where the only thing I could focus on was my studies and video games to distract myself from how betrayed and shitty I felt. I was textbook in love with this girl, and we frequently talked about getting married/having kids/our future, the whole gist. Despite our close relationship, we never actually had sex because of her religious beliefs. The furthest we had ever gone was a blowjob, and I had never seen her naked below the waist. Fast forward to the past 2 months. My mental state has been improving and I have been reconnecting with my friends and family after mostly shutting them out after the breakup. I worked up the courage to download Tinder, w
A few weeks ago, my girlfriend told me that for my birthday she was thinking about letting me fuck her best friend. I said I'd love that and a few days later, her best friend was in my room with us. My girlfriend and her best friend had me sit on the edge of the bed while they both sucked my dick. They'd change who was sucking the tip and kissing the side of my dick and sometimes making out with each other with my dick between them. My girlfriend looked up and told me to not worry about how long I last in bed right now, just to enjoy what they were giving me. My girlfriend started jerking me off while her best friend would lightly suck the tip of my dick before she made me cum all over her friend's face. I assumed that was it, but my girlfriend licked my cum off of her face and they were making out with my cum in their mouths. I got hard really quickly from that and my girlfriend had her best friend lie down so I could now fuck her. My girlfriend grabbed my dick and guided it into h
I am… not great with my feelings. I have a tendency to implode and suffer in silence. Meanwhile, my fucking husband is the most well-adjusted and emotionally stable person I know. It’s very annoying. The hardest part of our marriage, is admittedly my inability to talk about feelings. At first I got away with it, but he has a habit of forcing me into healthy routines that require examining my emotions. *Fucking asshole, right?* My husband fucking LOVES Christmas. He’s obsessed with the holiday and loves all things festive. The man fucking likes caroling like a psychopath. I don’t hate Christmas, but I don’t really get it. I didn’t celebrate when I was a kid and I feel like an alien when everyone talks about traditions. I get the basic stuff, but I don’t have warm memories others associate with it. *Ironically, my husband is Jewish. I am not.* For Christmas, he stuffed a stocking with the most thoughtful Viola-like presents in the world. I stuffed his with lingerie. He made
So my ex and I went to a Movie type of party with 20 other people, we were friends with about half of them. While the other half we had no idea who they were. So the lights were out and everyone was watching the projector screen. Her and I sat in the way back behind everyone else, in the darkest corner. At the time we always wanted to try fucking in risky situations. I asked her quietly if she wanted to try it. Her response was a simple but enthusiastic head nod. She wore a denim skirt that she pushed up and she moved her panties to the side. While I whipped my cock out through my zipper. She then sat on my lap and rode me nice and slow. Trying not to draw any attention to us, while biting down on her fist to keep herself quiet. All the while I reached under her shirt from the back and slid my hands forward little by little until I felt the side of her tits without being noticed. I was able to gentle rub her nipples with my fingertips. She was grinding on me and riding my dick slowly
I went to a party the other night and got really drunk and me and my friend and bf all ended up going back to his place to sleep. When we got there my friend passed out as she was really drunk but me and my bf were super horny so I started sucking his dick in the bed right next to her. When he came he was kinda loud so it woke up my friend and she seemed like she was disappointed to be left out lol. She quietly moaned that I should kiss her cause she wanted a taste too lol. I still had his cum all over my tongue and clearly she loved it cause she sucked on my tongue and literally licked what felt like the entire inside of my mouth lmaoooo. It was really hot tho we ended up all cuddling and kissing until we passed out in a big sleepy pile.
This happened back when I was 25, and was back at college on a second bachelor's degree. I was living with a 21 year old woman we’ll call Chelle, who played soccer at the local University. We knew each other because I had played football at the same University and had some mutual friends from a few years back. We lived in a small house her parents owned, and had a third roommate who isn’t part of this story, who was never home because she was always with her boyfriend. I was single at the time and Chelle had a guy she was kinda dating. To paint the picture Chelle was 5’6”, had dark olive skin, dark hair, B cup boobs, 6 pack abs, and an incredible ass, probably from playing soccer for years and years. I’m 6’2”, 200 lbs, brown hair, athletic and muscular from playing football and continuing to workout after football. To put it bluntly, Chelle was a real bitch. She just wasn’t very nice to me or many others. I didn’t mind living with her because we normally kept to ourselves,
"Why do you need it, dear?" Glancing back at the mirror, Josie wondered what had driven her to this acquisition? However, the mirror was worth the fifty pounds paid for it. In a carved gilded frame, with all those garlands, curlicues and cherubs, made at least a hundred years ago, the mirror made a strong impression, so strong that none of the participants in the auction dared to buy it. Josie raised her hand as the price dropped below the starting price. The sixth sense prompted that the mirror was intended for her. - Where to put? asked the messenger, losing patience. - I can't hang around here all day. Which room? On the first or second floor? The question puzzled Josie. And she didn't even think about it. What got into her? Impulsive shopping is not her thing. Even vice versa. Once again, she seemed to hear Sam's voice, irritated and boring, which she would remember for the rest of her life: "How could you buy this monster? Are you crazy?" The decision arose spontaneously
Im feely very horny atm so wanted to post this. A while back one of my fwbs got a girlfriend so I asked him if he wanted to carry on and he tells me that he will think about it. A few weeks later he sends me a message asking if i wanted to come over. When I got to his place I asked him about his gf and he replied that she didnt know he was there. I didnt care to question it so i got on my knees, unbuttoned my shirt and his trousers, slid his cock out, giving him a slow handjob. This was when when his phone rang and he told me it was from his gf and that he needed to answer it. I told him to put it on speaker phone. His gf said “hi babe” but as he was replying i thought to myself, screw the slow handjob and I went as fast as my wrist would allow. Ill never forget the look of shock and pleasure he gave me as he replied “hey baby, how you doing?” They she then went on to talk about her day and i then spat on his cock, stroked it a few times and then proceeded to give him the sloppies
My wife and I went to Jamaica for our wedding anniversary. We stayed at an all inclusive resort in Negril, so was a long ride from the airport. When we arrived at the resort, we we’re greeted, given a glass of champagne and told someone would take us to our unit. Soon someone came and directed us to follow to our ocean view cottage. The resort was beautiful, many activities, great food , drinks and entertainment. On out second day the concierge asked if we scheduled our couples massage yet ? We said we didn’t know anything about the massage. She said that it was part of our anniversary package we booked. So she set us up for our massage the next days. The building that housed the massage studio was down a path through the beautiful foliage. When we found the building, a sign on the door said if no one was there, take a seat, enjoy the scenery and someone would be there shortly. It was very quiet, and the foliage was thick, but beautiful. We heard voices coming down the p
i couldn't believe what i was doing as i sat at the dinner table surrounded by my family and cousins on christmas. despite the fact that we were in a public place and everyone was chatting and enjoying their lunch, i couldn't resist the temptation to pleasure myself. i began by tensing my thighs together under the table, trying to keep my movements as discreet as possible. at first, i was worried that someone might notice what i was doing, so i had to put on a poker face and act like everything was normal. it was very difficult to keep a straight face as i felt my arousal growing, but somehow, i managed to pull it off. my panties were getting wetter and wetter, and i could feel a warm, tingling sensation between my legs. i closed my eyes for a brief few seconds and let out a soft gentle sigh as i imagined all sorts of dirty, naughty scenarios in my mind. the tingling sensation between my legs was growing stronger and stronger, and i knew that i was getting closer and closer to orgasm
I have a beautiful hot cousin of mine. Her name is Madhur. For a few good days she came to stay in my house with my family. I mean i couldn't stop peeking into her cleavage. Late night when everyone is asleep, I try to find her thongs (I have a strong panty fetish btw), and when I find it i wear it and holy shit it feels so hot and sexy, like literally girls are so lucky. I wear those thongs and jerk off my hard cock and cum all over making sure minimum droplets would get to her thongs. I kept doing this every night. No wonder I got a G string omg. One day she noticed some weird smell on her thongs let alone after she noticed there was some stains and I got kinda scared. So that day at night I went on the panty hunt and but she caught me red handed while she was pretending to sleep. And I thought I got fucked for real. But I couldn't believe that she didn't do anything like waking anyone up for my actions. After catching me, she got her pyjama down. I blushed and after that she got
Sorry for the tongue-tied language, this is the first experience of creativity of this kind. I would like to share my story, because I have nowhere else to speak out. My name is Lana, I am a university student. I have never been very popular with the opposite sex, although I can not complain about the appearance. This is more likely due to the isolation of the character. But it's not about that now. The story began last summer, the year I met him. Behind the cat name Vasily was an outstanding personality, a dark soul and a gorgeous body that attracted many girls to him. We quickly became friends, but this relationship did not imply any romance: he changed girls like gloves, but then it didn’t seem to me like a whore, but rather resembled a search. He did not need only sex, he was looking for a girl in whom he would be attracted to both body and soul. Himself having a height of 190 cm, an amazing shoulder width and a thin figure, he chose miniature fragile partners with small breast
I was hanging out with some work friends a couple of weeks ago and one of our old coworkers who I have always had a crush on showed up. We used to flirt but nothing ever happened because at the time my marriage was closed. Normally he was kind of shy but this night he had a few drinks and we started getting a little grindy on the dance floor. A couple of my coworkers noticed and I didn't want to cause a stir of work gossip (they don't know my marriage is open now) so I told him I had to go but that we should swap numbers. He had left his phone in the car so he gave me his number and I went home. As I was lying in bed I sent him a text letting him know that I was having trouble sleeping because I couldn't stop thinking about him rubbing up against me and that I wished he was there. He responded quickly and after some back and forth dirty talk I sent him a picture showing him how wet he was making me. He sent me a video of him stroking his cock and I remember being surprised that his st