Anne loved big cocks, the bigger the better as far as she was concerned and as far as I was concerned too when I was watching or imagining her taking when away. The thing was she seemed able to sense when a big cock was around, I remember one time we were heading out for the day down to Maslins Beach we could have driven a short distance from our home but had decided to take our cruise Midnight Blue instead as we hadn't used her for a couple of weeks. At our marina there was a guy in his forties checking out a cruiser similar to our that was for sale, as we were getting ready he was asking us about how we found Midnight Blue, what she cost to run and how she handled etc. We answered most questions but wanted to cast off and head out, Anne suddenly invited him to join us warning him we were going to Maslins. I was surprised when the guy quickly accepted the invitation saying he was a regular visitor to the beach. The temperature that day was pushing 40 degrees Celsius only helped by a slight breeze, so it wasn't long before we were totally stripped you would only see we were naked from shore if you were using binoculars and once at Maslins it didn't matter. I was surprised to see Alan our guest was hung like a horse, though shouldn't have been knowing Anne's ability to spot one in a crowd. Alan showed a lot of interest in the boat asking all sorts of questions while on the bridge, I noticed he also seemed to take a lot of interest in Anne but was discreet about it. Talking to …
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Surprise Suck At Photo Booth by loyalsock
Finally, I was going to get a vacation. My damn boss never gave me any time off, but since I'm self-employed I had only myself to blame. I run a small electrical contracting company and business is quite good. Having been through slow times before, my motto was "Never turn down work." However, I've been going for nearly two years with little more than a day or two for kayaking, or hiking, or taking Stephanie to some exotic location like an abandoned stable to show her new ways to use ropes, or maybe a jacuzzi suite at a nearby hotel. Due to her college course load and the fact that she still lived with her mom who had no idea she was screwing the older guy next door, I only got to see her two or three times a month. So it was with heavy balls that I marched into the local mall in search of one of those do-it-yourself photo booths. See, my passport was out of date and I needed a new one if I wanted to leave the country. Well, I could leave but I couldn't get back in again. I needed the photos to include with my passport renewal application, along with the requisite form, my old passport, and of course, their fee. They said four-to-six weeks to get my new one, so realistically I needed to get the paperwork on its way pronto if I wanted to leave before the next ice age. When I was a k** those photo booths were everywhere; a box the size of a closet where people go in, sit on a little bench, and mug for the camera. There's usually a thin curtain to conceal them from …
Maybe next time
Sitting on a corner, Clouded mind by the thoughts of you. Am I missing you? Your kiss, Your hug, Time when we were together. Can’t help it, we're too attracted to each other. Should I keep on waiting for your love? I could feel you tried, And I have tried, We tried, maybe we give it all we had. Maybe we didn't. Silent tears on my cheek. Should I take another step To be by your side once more, To dry these tears away? I never told you how much I loved you, I never uttered a word. Well, my darling, my love, I love you till I live, and when I die, Maybe in our next life, it could be right. It could be you and me.
The night we met Jenna Haze
So a few years back I had heard on the radio that Jenna Haze was going to be dancing at a local strip club, Club Risque. Now to say that I'm a fan is an understatement, she has always been one of my favorites. Think it was a Monday when I found out, she was doing Risque Philly on Friday night and Risque Bristol Saturday night. Having been to both, I decided on Bristol as it's a bit smaller and thought it would be more intimate. I couldn't wait to tell my wife! When I got home that night I was grinning from ear to ear! Kelly gave me a kiss and a sassy smile and said, "What's got you all excited?" I told her the deal and she giggled all sexy like bouncing up and down on her toes slightly so her big tits were jiggling, she was excited too! She knows exactly who Jenna is as we have fucked many nights watching her movies. "We need to go shopping and pick you out a sexy ass outfit to wear!" I said to her still smiling. "Sexy or… slutty?!" she replied with a devilish grin. We went out the next night to see what kind of outfit we could piece together from the local mall. I won't bore you with the shopping but wanted to describe what she wore. Jenna always reminded us of a sexy little rocker chick… not quite goth or punk but a rocker if you catch my drift. So Kelly had already decided on her knee high leather boots with fishnet stockings/garter/thong/gloves, the works. Then we picked out this black and purple plaid ruffled miniskirt and just so happen to find a bra that matched …
Latifa, the hijabi whore, Pt. I
*All character likenesses are coincidental. Please take a few seconds to rate and comment, your feedback determines how/whether I write more stories, thank you!* Latifa Begum is an 18-year-old college student, in her final year of college; she was excited to be finally moving away to university. As quite a confident and assertive woman brought up in a Muslim household, she often rebelled and did not really consider herself a Muslim; nevertheless, she always wore a hijab (head-scarf) and an abaya (long-dress). She accompanied her clothing with a pair of slick, sexy black high-heels. The heels empowered her in a strange way, and at 5ft 4, it made her a little taller too. Latifa had a fair, light brown complexion, with sweet chocolate-brown eyes, a nice nose and cheeks with beautiful pink lips. The rest of her features were covered – her ears and her gorgeous brunette hair were covered by her head-scarf – hidden from view of the many boys in college that took a liking to her. She was slim, with nice perky breasts and a perfectly-sized behind to match. She often chose abayas of a size too small, just to highlight her breasts and her behind, she also made sure her abaya was a little too short – just enough to allow people a view of her feet, heels and a tiny bit of her silky, smooth legs. As she got up from bed and took off her pyjamas in preparation for getting dressed, she realised what a long-winded day today would be – a full day of lessons with no free time in between. Her …
Dominated
Like most guys, I turned to the internet to satisfy my urges. For as long as I could remember I had fantasized about being f***ed to serve a dominant man, suck his cock, be degraded and humiliated; basically I wanted to be treated like nothing more than a cum slut used for a real mans pleasure. Recently I had found a site that allowed you to post ads searching for other guys who were into the same thing I was into. I posted an ad saying that I was a younger (26) submissive guy looking to be dominated by a larger, older man. I also added that I was about 5'9, 160 pounds and smooth. I did not add that my cock was only a thin 5 inches hard, as I am quite embarrassed by it. Finally I said that I needed to be discreet as I had a girlfriend who did not know of my "other" life. I waited patiently over the next few days and received a few emails to my profile and ad, but nothing that really caught my interest. Then, on a Thursday, I received a message from a guy named Rick. Rick told me that he was a businessman from out of town and that he and a co-worker would be traveling to my city the next weekend for a conference. He indicated that he was 46, about 6'1, 210 pounds, hairy and had a thick 8 inch cut cock. Rick also told me that his co-worker, James, was 42, 6'0, 185 pounds and also had a large cock, thick and 8.5 inches. Rick went on to explain that they would be looking for some relaxation and relief after their conference, and they were in search of a cocksucker; he also said …
The Marines Wife
While she had never admitted it to him, after a few years of hints he began to get the idea that his wife had a desire to be spanked. On more than one occasion, she teased him during an argument with, “what are you going to do, spank me?”. The whole concept was pretty new to him, but when he could find the time, he explored a little on the web to better understand her kink. Just as with his military career, he took on all things with vigor and enthusiasm. He just wasn’t one to approach things half-assed and he wanted to fully understand what it was his wife desired, before he ever tried to attempt spanking her. Through his research, he quickly learned that there is a big difference between a spanking as foreplay and a spanking as a punishment. From every hint that his wife had ever dropped, he felt that she had the desire to actually be in trouble. His love for his wife was intense and it was hard for him to imagine putting her through any sort of physical pain. But he began to realize, through his research, the actual depth of a spanking fetish. He began to see that the desire to be spanked was immense, in those that possessed it, and was deeply tied in with their sexuality. While their sex life had never been lacking, it was far from adventurous. He began to see that there was probably an awful lot that she was not telling him. He began to feel a little ashamed that there was an aspect of her sexuality, which for several years now, had gone unexplored. He decided then and …
Revolutionary Opportunity
The sun shone brightly as Kristen made the rounds answering want ads a few days after arriving for her first fall semester at Penn State. The next job on her list was waitressing at a country club. Her sole waitressing experience was a couple of summer months at a department store lunch counter. It was harder than she expected but Kristen was a hard worker. And she needed to work to avoid too much debt of student loans. Driving into the perfectly manicured grounds she found the place intimidating. When a young man came out and directed her to stop under the portico of the front door she told him she was only there about the waitressing job. He opened her car door and handed her a numbered white tag. "Just go in there and ask for Mr Taylor. I'll have your car." He sat in her Civic and drove off. The interview for the job, considering how richly appointed the interior of the club appeared, wasn't much of a interview at all. It consisted of chatting with Mr. Taylor who Kristen found handsome and pleasant and then trying on the waitress uniform to "see how it fits". At first she was taken aback by the tiny hot pants, crisp white blouse and cropped red jacket. It wasn't that Kristen had any complaints about her body, she knew the outfit would make her look hot. That was exactly the problem. This country club didn't seem like the kind of place she wanted to look hot. Yet Kristen couldn't help admiring herself in the three-way mirror of the dressing room. Still only nineteen and …
Watching the Boys Part 11
I couldn't believe I just jacked off with my oldest boy while he was also being fucked by a 14 inch dildo. As I laid there in bed covered in my own cum I felt conflicted. But not as much as I thought I'd feel. I wanted to see more, and my dark side was quickly overpowering my good side. I imagined what was being done to my oldest son right now as a large group of black men ravaged his 14 year old body 3000 miles away. But the long day quickly caught up to me as I drifted off to sl**p covered in cum as I lay, splayed out on the bed. The sensation of flying filled my head as I found myself standing in front of my house. It was like I was floating as my point of view entered the front door. It felt so real as I floated up the stairs and down the hall to the closed door of his room. I could hear moaning and grunts coming from behind it. The door slowly swung open and I saw my oldest boy lying naked on his bed surround by men. The men were different races and colors but all of them had enormous hard cocks jutting out from their crotches. I found myself slowly floating over Ben's bed as he was framed by the large, dripping, hard cocks surrounding him. The cocks were all different shapes, sizes, and colors and seemed to dwarf Ben. He had an eager look on his face as he took in all the cocks around him. The leaky cocks lowered and started to rub him all over smearing him with pre-cum. My boy moaned as the cocks caressed him from head to toe leaving him glistening with a layer of …
Crescent City Secrets – Chapters 19,20&21
This is a reposting of my erotic fiction novel, Crescent City Secrets. I have written 3 non-fiction books about my own personal sexual adventures, but I feel like New Orleans is a city full of sex and sensuality and I wanted to tell some stories that didn't have to do with me. I'll be posting the entire book here to Xhamster. I hope you like it. If you want to read more of my work, look for details on my profile. XO – KateCrescent City Secrets by Kate RousseauChapter 19 When she got home, she and Andrew had sex. She kissed him hard on the mouth, reveling in the knowledge that another man's cock had just been on her lips. He fucked her hard and briefly and passionately. But after, when he'd finished inside her and she indicated that she wanted him to go down on her, he balked. “Can you go wash up first, hon?” Haden was turned off instantly. She'd wanted to have filthy, dirty dangerous sex. She wanted her husband to lick her just fucked pussy and make her scream. She wanted to pull his head by the hair and crush his ears with her thighs. Instead, he'd asked her to clean up. She sat down on the toilet with a wet wipe and began to clean herself up, having f***ed a smile for Andrew and saying, “Sure, honey.” As she wiped herself clean of his semen in the darkness of the bathroom, she said quietly to herself, “But honey, as it turns out, you've already got some cum in your mouth.” Back in bed, Andrew went down on her. It felt good, but she faked her orgasm.Chapter 20 “Am I a stuck …
Sharing Phone Time ch 6 & 7
Chapter 6 For the next couple of weeks we stuck close to our new routine. I would get naked and masturbate and suck off Tim and he would finger fuck me to an orgasm. Except for a few minor differences. I spent a little more time rubbing Tim’s cock on the outside of my pussy. Tim spent more time feeling me up. He would play with my boobs, pussy and ass as a kind of foreplay before putting his fingers in me. When I called Bill, Tim would finger fuck me from behind while reaching around and pinching my nipples. The next week another first happened, but this time it was not me that initiated it. I was talking sexy to Bill and had not turned on the speaker phone yet. Tim was doing his usual good job of feeling me up when he pointed to the couch and indicated that I should sit down. Of course I complied. Tim got on his knees pushed up my skirt, pulled my panties down and spread my legs and immediately started licking my pussy. I almost dropped the phone. I had to quickly change the phone sex fantasy to Bill performing oral sex on me so I could disguise the moans that Tim was causing me to make. I could hear Bill making licking sounds and trying to sound sexy. I ignored him and just concentrated on what Tim was doing to send me into orbit. I had my first double orgasm with Tim and Bill that night. We both knew where we were headed in the back of our minds. But up till now none of our phone sex fantasies had set up a situation that allowed us to have intercourse. Oral sex and …
Jake and sexy Tgirl Amanda were next on our
So after we went out with Pete and Becky all day Jet Ski's, Diving, and sneaking off for some impromptu blowjobs or a quicky, Alex and I decided that we'd ask Pete and Becky if they'd mind if we brought Jake and Amanda into our group. We described them to them, and they were hooked. That evening at dinner Alex took it upon herself to make the first move. She sent over some drinks, and they came over to our table and that's where this story begins. Amanda asked if we were swingers, when I spoke up and told her that even better than that, we're all bi swingers. Her jaw dropped and her eye's widened with both excitement and lust. She explained to us that she was a post op transexual and that she was fully functional, Jake reach over her lap and pulled her panties aside to show us that she wasn't joking. Check please! We all took off to my room and by the time we got there, the shit had all but hit the fan. We we're all so horny that by the time the door was opened we were naked before we reached the other side. Amanda pushed me against the wall and began what will forever be known as one of the finest blowjobs I'd ever received. All I could do was look down as she was looking me in the eyes, while I was totally down her throat, Balls Deep people, and tell her that I was going to suck her so good for this. Jake and Pete were getting it on with Alex and Becky. After about fifteen minutes of her velvety throat milking my cock, I couldn't hold out anymore, and came down her …
Daddy? I whispered.. pt2
Daddy was still sleeping when I entered his room the next morning, a question burning in my brain as I urgently shook him awake, wanting an answer to something he had written in his letter. "What honey?" he finally growled as his head emerged from under his sheet. "What did you mean about Paris and pearls in your letter last night Daddy?" I asked impatiently. "Oh that," he answered nonchalantly as he sat up, not noticing how little of himself was covered. "Oh that what?" I insisted. "Well, do you happen to be doing anything on June 23rd by any chance my dear?" he asked mysteriously as he reached for an envelope sitting on the table next to his bed. "No Daddy, you know graduations on the 21st and then I'm free for the summer." Smiling he handed me the envelope which soon yielded two airplane tickets. He was grinning as I slowly deciphered the itinerary. "Pittsburgh – Paris leaving on the 23rd and returning on August 30th for two," I read. "But what does it mean Daddy? Which two are going to Paris?" I asked, more confused now than ever. "Well I thought that Doctor Roderick S. James and his lovely daughter, Miss Stephanie Danielle James might just benefit from ten weeks touring the Continent," Daddy said smugly, a wide grin impossible to hold back. "But how? …. You have work… Where will we go? … Really… really, just the two of us?" I stammered as joy flooded through me. "Doctor James has already told his colleagues and the hospital administration that he will be out …
Cuckolded by a white ouple
I wrote this just because I find it tiresome that so much of the cuckold stories are of one kind only. This puts a black man in the cucky position. It is a story, so please don't take offence. Non is intended. Only pleasure. Enjoy! We'd gone down to the nude beach on our german holiday. Looking around we seemed to be pretty much the only mixed race couple there. Seeing all those white tits around had me sporting a semi in no time. I'm not going to lie to you, the whole interracial thing turned me on a lot. One of my favorite sexual games with my wife circled around her being a white souther virgin, and me being one of the strong, dark slaves working the field. It always got me good and hard. My wife undressed. She being something of a submissive kept shaved between her legs at my request, and had even gotten implants because I thought a woman with B-cups just wasn't any fun. Naturally she also kept her hair an intense platinum blonde. As we sat there looking at the water and just talking about who made us horny, a young german couple came up to us. The young man didn't really seem to know any english at all, but his girlfriend sure did. “Hi,“ she said. “Would you mind if we joined you?“ “Not at all!“ I replied. As they sat down, she near me and he near my wife, she said “You're american, aren't you?“ “That's right“, I smiled. We started talking about this and that, her boyfriend mostly sitting there. He looked like something out of a Nazi add. Blond, muscular and tall. I …
Work Facial
She had red hair. It was obviously a dye-job. Most likely to hide the natural grey that I'm sure was there. Her figure was voluptuous. A few extra pounds here and there, but in all the right places. She was my next-door neighbour at work. She was a schoolteacher. I'm a teacher. The thing about being a guy in a female-dominated profession is this: you are surrounded by women. Women of all sorts; for every over-the-hill battleaxe, there is a young, nubile, just-out-of-college hottie who thinks nothing of wearing close fitting sweaters or short skirts. There are also the slightly older ones, who've aged well and know how to leverage their charms to their best advantage. This would describe my neighbour. I'll call her Julia. She had shoulder length red hair. She had impressive breasts, probably D-cup and a lovely heart-shaped ass. She had a slight paunch… but I don't know of many grandmothers who don't. She calls herself a 'sexy' grandmother in conversation and I'm not about to argue with her about that. Julia was about my height, 5'6". I'll be the first to admit to being a bit on the short side. It's never bothered me. I figure average height for an American male is about 5'8" or 5'9"… average dick length is 6 or 61/2 inches. If I had to choose one or the other to be short-changed on, take a little off the top, thank you very much! Julia and I have a number of things in common, despite our nearly fifteen-year age gap. I'm just past 30 and she's nearing 50. We both teach, …
Bottoms Up
Jay had the girl bent over the end of the couch with her heavy tits hanging down and her ass in the air as he rammed his thick cock in and out of her young tight ass. He loved fucking a girls ass the best of any thing. He was long and thick and loved to see that tight hole stretched to the max as he rammed in and out not caring if it was painful for the bitch he had bent over. He had even tied many girls if they tried to stop his big cock entering the tight assholes. This bitch had huge tits that hung down as he ravaged her tight ass. He reached under her and slapped each fleshy mound. He twisted the nipples as he looked at the white ass that had almost all his thick meat deep inside her. He gave on last hard push and now he had his cock deep in her. He heard her scream as he plunged and began fucking her hard ramming in and out as two fingers found her cunt and now finger fucked her as both holes were going to get a long hard work out. He started fucking assholes in high school when two girls got knocked up and the ass was safer sex. He would take the girls out in the country to a hidden road and lay a blanket on the ground and strip them naked and suck their tits and finger the cunt then he would put her on her hands and knees and stick his big hard cock deep in her ass. The first few times were painful for the girls but he kept fucking and they soon stretched easier for his monster cock. He also liked when the girls would get naked on the drive and he would finger fuck …
The Virgin
I met Eddie at a party. He is the son of a friend of one of my sons. Eddie is tall and skinny with buzzed hair. He was 18 years old at the time. He seemed attracted to me right from the start and I didn't mind that at all so I paid him some extra attention. He hung around me all day. Before I left I gave him my phone number with the excuse that I needed some yard work done at my house. He did call and came over. I gave him work to do to help my husband. Eddie came to me one day and informed me that he had just turned 18. I was pretty sure he did that for a reason. We got pretty close and even played around a little while he worked by spraying him with water or wiping mud on him. Then he started playing back and soon we were touching in a more intimate way. One day we were in the house having lunch after working in the garden. Eddie said to me " Jenn you are really a beautiful woman for your age. I would never guess you were 60." I think I blushed but was very flattered and thought right away that this may be heading in a direction that would be very appealing to me. Hopefully for him too. I got up to put our dishes in the sink when Eddie stopped me by putting his hand on my stomach. I stopped waiting for the next move. He pulled me to him. He was so tall I was practically eye to eye with him as he sat. He pulled me close our lips meeting. I melted as we kissed passionately. Wow he kissed pretty good. His hands slid down to my ass. He massaged my ass cheeks then slid his …
Dark Angel Part 9
Ashriel wanted to talk to her too, but he didn’t know how. Seth had allowed him to listen in on their conversation and the sound of her voice had nearly driven him to his knees in relief that she was okay. Her life-force felt strong and she didn’t sound like she was in pain. He did feel her distress though. “What is it?” Ashriel demanded when he felt the connection to him break. Seth opened his eyes. “She can’t make out where she is.” “Why not? What’s wrong?” Reiven and Amadashiel crowded around Seth as well. “It must be dark.” Ashriel frowned. “She’s a werewolf. She can see good in the dark.” Seth glared. “Not in total darkness. She feels fine. I didn’t feel any pain or discomfort in her body. She’s lying on a bed.” Seth’s eyes closed again. “I smell humidity. It’s cool… like she’s underground. And there’s the hum of machinery in the background.” Ashriel shivered as he began picking up everything Seth spoke of. He closed his eyes also and sniffed. It was definitely underground. The sound of water dripping slowly, echoing in the background also made him frown. “A basement?” Amadashiel suggested. Ashriel shook his head. “No. The echo… It’s like a big space. Cavernous.” “Like an underground tunnel system?” Reiven added. “The sewer system,” Seth said. Ashriel’s eyes snapped open. “Do you realize the extent and size of a sewer system in a city of this size?” Seth shook his head. “She’s close. I can feel her. I need to get out of here and walk the streets.” Ashriel looked …
i love fucking e****ts im a addict
It is a true story of a sex addict fucking real e****ts an hookers on camera join today. lol I had to get that in there first lol.Yes its true I'm a sex addict and I love fucking e****ts and street hookers. Well I love watching street hookers sucking me off in my car mostly but I also fuck them behind the car and now I got a new way I tell them to lay back in the seat with their legs out the car as I fuck them good. Man o man what a rush. Only thing about fucking street hookers is you outside and have to look for the police and other cars that might pull up. 3 weeks ago I was in a cemetery with a lil black chick at 5 am and she was sucking me off then I decided to fuck her. But while she was sucking we heard a cars brakes rubbing good thing the windows was down she jumped up we didn't see any lights just the brakes getting closer. We knew for sure it was the cops as we pulled our cloths up but it was a white van I guess doing the same thing we was doing and leaving. My lights probably scared him to when we came in but I didn't see the van. Its a big cemetery, I went back again in the day time and fucked another chick.. Street hookers are a lot cheaper if u can find them. Only problem is they not as clean as some motel e****ts because of no water and soap or mouth wash. I said some motel e****ts because some of the e****ts are just as nasty as the street hoes. They have plenty running water but don't use it. A nasty room is a good sign of a nasty hoe. I hate going to a hoes …
Brazilian Teenager, Part 2
This is a followup to the Brazilian teenage story I posted here recently. You may remember about some cock teasing by a group of teenage girls on the beach and then a little more intimate fun, by chance, in my apartment. Well, some time passed after the chance, but incredibly sexy, meeting with the girl. Giselle, as I found out her name, and there were no chance meetings. I even went to the beach as regularly as I could to try and accidentally see them, but no luck. They didn’t come back, so I became concerned that someone had spotted us and I was a few moments away from a beating. As with some things in life, just when you think all hope is lost, a twist of fate plays into the situation. In Brazil there are, for the want of a better English phrase, whore houses. There are not many, but in this city I knew a few. So one Friday I went along. The idea is you pay a fee at the door which gives you some beer vouchers in the club. There are a number of ‘private dance’ rooms and then a dance floor and bar upstairs. There are normally a lot of girls available, all dressed provocatively, and you choose a girl (if you want) and negotiate time with her in one of the rooms. Once done, you goto to the bar, tell them who you chose and pay the cash. Inside the room, well, dancing is not always what happens. So, there I was, I paid my money and went upstairs. Straight away a girl comes over, asks if you want a beer and takes one of the vouchers. She saunters back and starts to talk. This …
Emilys Seduction (part six)
My stepdaughter, Emily, was going to be leaving. It was time to return to her private academy. I didn't pay for it. That was done by her father, or perhaps his family. They were rather well off. I wasn't destitute, of course. I was a fifty year old, full professor of English at my university. My wife, Erica, is an instructor in the same department. Now it was time to say goodbye to Emily. She would be completing her final year at her school. I was rather proud of her. I understood from her mother that she was academically superior. I trusted that was true. I knew her to be bright, and extremely knowledgeable. About my things, so I learned. We spent the summer getting to know each other. Erica had been teaching for most of this summer session. I didn't have to do any lecturing, as I had so much seniority. That meant Emily and I were alone much of the time. Getting married in the spring had brought us together as a new family. It had been rather eye-opening, to say the least. I was coming to terms with my own transgressions. I forgave myself for taking advantage of Emily. It seemed to me that she was at least somewhat culpable, as well, in what happened to us this summer. I mean, I understand that as the stepfather I should be in control, and demand respect from my stepdaughter. Perhaps my reactions were over the top. Anyway, it was done now, and I was resolved to be a better man in the future. But, one should note that Emily and I are not actually related. No, I am married to …
Fast food, Fast Fuck
Hi all. This is my first attempt at writing so it may be a little short and lacking in polish. Any constructive criticism or suggested themes are greatly appreciated. It was one of those chance meetings that happen every now and again. You run into someone you've not seen for a while, usually in the last place you'd expect to find the. I worked with Louise but she had been missing the last 6 months. She and her husband had been blessed with their second child so she had taken her full maternity leave and had not been back to work that whole time due to the fact she lived quite a ways away. Louise and I always had a little spark between us. When he found ourselves alone in the office, talk would inevitably get flirty or even a little racy, and she'd get this glint in her eye where you knew that she enjoyed the mischief. The fact that both she and I were married meant that our secret little chats never went beyond that, no matter how much we enjoyed them. She was a girl who looked after herself very well, so that even after her first child she still looked amazing. A slim, skinny, graceful build had been improved by a little weight on her ass giving her curves she had slightly lacked before. She let her blonde hair get longer from the nap of her neck to past her shoulders. In short, motherhood really suited her. Because of her health concious habits, I was extremely surprised to run into her in a fast food joint of all places. I was there with my own family, my wife and two …
Need
It's with great restraint I keep my twitching fingers from pressing against the damp front of my eager, panty covered pussy. One smoke, two–damn it, I was meant to give up cigarettes. You glance over at me occasionally, unaware of the depth of my need. I make no secret of my arousal but you can't possibly grasp the depth and really, since we aren't together any more, it isn't your problem anyway. A thin sheen of sweat clings to my skin, my head is spinning, my heart racing. It's your mouth. It's always been your mouth. So full and shapely and tempting. Once glance at those lips and my cunt is clenching almost uncomfortably. I part my bare legs from my place on the floor by the ash tray, my wet panties on display and you think nothing of it. My nipples are pressed uncomfortably to my long t-shirt. You probably think it's cold. So innocent and naïve, though I've seen the other side of you. I see those haunting memories behind my eyes–fuck, my laptop just went flat. I've moved across the room to a power source, out of your line of sight but if I were to slide my hand into my panties, I wouldn't be able to keep quiet. Two fans …
Fun at Sturgis
Fun at Strugis try in her ass. But, as i enjoy this Joann walk over and say "can I take ride on your cock"? I say "sure". As look over at Mary, she face me and Joann , look happy as she see Joann slide down to my cock, she loving be fucked as she watch me and Joann. As Joann come up to my cock grab her tits and pull on her nipples and fuck her slowly at first , start hammer her as Mary hears the "poping" as my cock and balls slam into Joann's pussy and i finger her ass and rub her clit. Mary see Joann's body thrashing as i fuck her harder and she hear the "popping" as slam into Joann's pussy, she ask " how do u like my man?, sweetithat they roll Mary over on her knee start to fuck doggie style, slowly each one take e. Joann answer in big sigh with "he is amazing baby"!!! As that come out Joann's mouth in walk Dawn and Marie, they say " Sound like Joann is enjoying herself?, have fun we going to shower anyone want to come? Joann says"Yes, i am!!" and Tina say "take with u'll". As i look over at Mary, she get fuck from behind and from under her. I fucking Joann really harder and pounding her pussy with each stroke there is "pop" sound and i see that Mary on back with two dildo in her pussy being fuck Heather and Kelly with Hedi having eat her pussy . I hear moaning coming the bathroom and them Dawn,Marie and Tina come fall right on one of other beds and eating and sucking and fucking each with fingers and tonuges. Roll Joann on her back and start suck and pinch her nipples as …