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 …
Taboo
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 …
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 …
Femdom Claire makes me a interacial cuckold
I owed my s****r in law money. I lent a few grand off her to see me over while a business deal was going through. Well to cut a long story short I lost out. I was back working on building sites and had to give half my wage to Claire to pay off my debt,not helped by the fact that she was charging interest on money, she had something else on me , she had seen me some years back trying to take a pic up a woman's skirt in a club and had always hinted that she would tell her s1ster Since then she had all but ruined my life, she was always telling her s1ster I was good for nothing , didn't earn the money to keep her like her husband did, and was always saying she should go out with her and get a real man, yer my wife once told her that my cock wasn't exactly large and sometimes I couldn't get hard for her. I mean five inches is average right, and don't we all flop sometimes when we have money worries or things on our mind. Anyway back to my s*s in law Claire, at 40 she had become a very successful woman , wealthy , not bat looking either, with a curved figure, slim waist with a big ass an tits, always dressed to look hot, short skirts an low tops , high heels. Anyway she looks good , but is a total cunt, would ruin you just for the fun of it . And it looks like her attention has turned to me . It was a Saturday morning and Claire had come to take my wife to a salon for a treat as I can't afford to treat her, as she always says. She had just got back from the gym , through her gym …
Mandy Blows Her D*D by loyalsock
It was very, very strange waking up like that. I'll fall asl**p in front of the TV late at night, that happens a lot, but it was 7 AM and broad daylight on a hot August morning, and I was still in front of the TV. I'd gotten off work about midnight, came straight home and thought I'd settle in to watch SportsCenter before going to bed, maybe an old movie on one of the satellite movie channels. Now my favorite way to watch TV is laying on my stomach on the plush carpet I put into this house we bought 3 years ago, and I love to stretch out naked. We designed the house so the TV room was only accessible from the master bedroom: it's like a theater where I can be comfortable and there's an overstuffed chair in back for my wife JoAnn to sit and knit. JoAnn was gone, off to be with our older daughter and her newborn twins in Arizona. Damn, I just had such a dream: she was sucking my cock like she'd never done in her life and that's saying a lot. We've been married for 35 years, ran off when we were 20, and still couldn't get enough of each other. When we set up the living room, she wanted to sit behind me as I sprawled out because she said my ass was the most beautiful thing in the world. In that dream, she made me cum harder than I've ever cum in my life, and swallowed every drop, like she always does. Oh, by the way, my name is Steve McAdams. I work the maintenance twilight shift at a small university in Missouri, usually get home around midnight or one. JoAnn and I have seven …
A wife swap
Jeri and I had been married for about ten years, and most of our relationship had been great. We enjoyed most of the same things: music, sports, movies, and sex. We made love often, and it was usually super. Nevertheless, I had always had this nagging feeling that she was not being completely satisfied by our lovemaking. Still, I had to admit that she almost always seemed to reach orgasm, particularly when I took her clit in my lips and licked back and forth across it as fast as my tongue could go. I could see her tummy muscles tighten in spasms as she groaned faster and faster until she cried out and then relaxed, becoming all soft and warm. Her climaxes were similar when I pushed my cock in as far and as fast and as hard as I could, but those orgasms were not as intense (at least I wasn't sure). As a result of this concern, I began to wonder whether I might be falling somewhat "short" in fulfilling her sexual needs. As time passed, I began to develop a fantasy as to how to test my theory that Jeri would be more satisfied by a bigger cock. At first I thought about getting one of those giant dildoes I'd seen in the porno store, but decided that that would have been so obvious as to negate the value of the test results. The only true test would be for Jeri to think that I was fucking her, but with a bigger cock. However, at least so far, there were no hospitals providing dick enlargement operations, so that meant that if I was ever going to find out, I would have to find …
JIMMYS COCK
The very first time I had sex, it was with my s****r's boyfriend, Jimmy. I had never seen a real live boy's dick before, and I wasn't really expecting to. It was New Years Eve, and Jimmy had come over to see my s****r Amy, while our parents were out at a New Years Eve bash with friends. The three of us were sitting in the den, watching Basic Instinct on video. Jimmy and Amy exchanged knowing glances a couple of times, and whispered to each other, and looked at me slyly. I was kind of embarrassed, so finally I turned to them and said, "Do you guys want me to leave so you can alone?" Amy smiled at me and shook her head, "No Carla, if you did that you'd miss the show." I shrugged. "It's a stupid movie, anyway." I was getting pissed at my s****r for teasing me. Amy looked at Jimmy and then looked back at me then back to Jimmy again. I followed her gaze and at the same moment Jimmy said, "No, she means, this show." I almost choked when I saw Jimmy tugging at his shorts, and then a big boner the size of Long Island popped up. I knew that my eyes widened, and I said, "Good Lord!" in real surprise. "You should feel it," Amy said. "It's really neat." "Huh?" I was really enthralled by the site of it, by its stiffness, and size. I couldn't take my eyes from it. But touching it was something I knew I shouldn't do. "C'mon Carla, come over here and touch it," Amy said with a big smile on her face. I looked up at …
Teaching My Son
We had spent about ten hours driving and stopped at this motel for the night. I laid by the pool soaking up the last of the sun light. My husband had bailed at the last minute for this trip leaving my teenage son and I to make it alone. It was fine as my husband and I had not been getting along at all lately. Two men were trying their hardest to pick me up as I laid by the pool. Made me feel good knowing that at almost fifty I could still attract men with my bikini. I had always had a fantasy about doing two strangers but my son was right across the pool. My pussy was dripping and I was plenty horny and really wanted these two guys but I had to decline them. As much as I wanted to go to their room and have wild time I could not do that to my son. So I watched as the two men moved on to the next lady laying out. After about ten minutes the three got up and headed inside. The two guys gave a high five as they neared the door to the room. Lucky her I thought to myself. My son came over and suggested we go up to our room as it was getting dark. He picked up the empty bottles of beer sitting around my chair and up we went. Once in the room we both started drinking again. I let my son have a couple of beers to unwind. I drank more than I should have. We were both buzzed and were acting like high school k**s. We began flirting with each other, I could not help it as I was horny as hell and the beer only made it worse. My son flipped on the TV and was looking at the movies, of course …
Hot Lektion
Fatima wohnte schon einige Jahre neben uns, ohne dass sie mir auf besondere Weise auffiel. Ich war sehr gut mit ihrem Sohn Amir befreundet und sie war immer nett und gastfreundlich. Auch mit meinen Eltern verstand sie sich hervorragend, so dass man insgesamt von einer guten Nachbarschaft sprechen konnte. Eines Sommers jedoch sollte diese Nachbarschaft mein Leben grundlegend ändern… Amir hatte mittlerweile eine Freundin und verbrachte die Ferien mit ihr irgendwo in Frankreich. Ich hingegen blieb zu Hause, um den Sommer an der Ostseeküste zu genießen. Meine Eltern genossen ebenfalls ihren wohlverdienten Urlaub. Auch Fatima blieb in diesem Sommer in Deutschland, in den Jahren zuvor hatte sie meist ihre Schwester in Süddeutschland besucht. An diesem Nachmittag war es drückend warm, und es bahnte sich ein Gewitter an. Deshalb entschied ich mich, ein wenig fern zu sehen. Nach kurzer Zeit fiel das Bild aus. Ich schaute nach der Antenne, die war aber scheinbar in Ordnung. Da sich das Bild nach 10 Minuten nicht wirklich änderte, klingelte ich bei Fatima, um zu fragen, ob auch bei Ihr das Bild ausgefallen war, oder ob doch meine Antennendose hinüber war. Ich sah sie bisher immer als die Mutter meines besten Kumpels, was sie ja auch war, aber als sie an diesem Dienstag Nachmittag die Tür öffnete, änderte sich meine Sichtweise schlagartig und nachhaltig: Sie stand vor mir in einem ziemlich durchsichtigen, weißen Top mit Spaghetti-Trägern und trug einen luftigen, knielangen, ebenfalls …
My girlfirends mother (part 3)
In parts 1 and 2 I let you all in on my past as a teenager in Salt Lake City and how I had sex with my girlfriend's mother while we were alone. Also, how it turned out I discovered that my girlfriend's parents were closet swingers and had been having sex with the lady next door. The weekend that I house sat while they were at their cabin I discovered all of this and then amazingly I ended up having sex with the neighbor lady. She also let me in on how enormous my girlfriend's father's dick was and that the neighbor lady had been pleasured by him. Anyway, after I learned all this and my girlfriend's parents came home from their cabin I couldn't think of them the same anymore. They were straight arrow Mormons on the surface but closet swingers with the neighbor lady. Just being around them made me horny. I ended up saying my good-byes to them and they thanked me for watching the house. All the way home I drove with a hard on thinking about those people having sex. A couple of weeks later I dropped by to ask my girlfriend if she could go swimming with me at Lagoon. It was really hot and sultry and it just seemed so appealing to go swimming for the afternoon. I knocked on the door and my girlfriend's mother answered. Oh my god, she had a body to die for. She was wearing tight pants and a sleeveless blouse. I knew Mormons were supposed to wear long underwear and that she was obviously not wearing hers. Her arms were so sumptuous looking and I could have just started kissing …
MIL Teasing in the Car
INTRO I just wanted to share a few experiences I've had with my MIL teasing and showing off her body (mostly by accident) over the years. When I first got with my wife, my MIL was young (only 40) and in great shape. She is latina, about 5'3" 125 pounds, with 36B cup size. She has tan skin, brown eyes and jet black hair. More than anything, she has always turned me on because she is sassy and kind of uptight at the same time. She pretends that she is very modest and a good Catholic, but then she does things like go to public gatherings without any underwear on (more on that…) Just so you know I've never had sex with her, this is only stuff that actually happened and it tends to be more PG-13, but the thought of her teasing still turns me on and hopefully you might enjoy too. ** At this point, I had seen my MIL's pussy first through a see-through swimsuit that had no crotch pad, and a second time when I caught her in a nightgown without panties on early in the morning. My goal was to get a look at her beautiful 36B tits, which I had never seen and she rarely showed off. I thought I would have a great opportunity during the summer when my MIL and (now) wife agreed to head to the beach for the day. I drove the three of us out to the developed area of the shore so that we could enjoy the boardwalk. We were having trouble finding parking so I dropped my wife off near the water so she wouldn't have to walk as far with the chairs. My MIL said she would stay in the car to help me …
Tales from the Trail
The Appalachian Trail attracts thousand for hiking. Foot paths, streams, rivers, mountains and meadows. Water falls, Trees, foliage and a****ls. Nature calls. The "Parson Twins", one of the original "double Mint" chewing gum twins, returned for a retro video. It was taped and the now 38 year old's and a son, stayed to hike for a week. Still sexy, mature and eye catching, the publicity took them back to their stardom days. Sarah and Susan with Jerry. No one was really sure which one had him. They were too identical to tell. Jerry, his self had the same problem. His youth was spent with other relatives, in boarding schools, always somewhere away. They were too busy to be tied down with him. Their hike was a staged farce. Marked trail, publicity shot selected spots, camp sites were set up for arrival, food prepared, designer clothing and a script. Jerry carried a back pack of camera's, cell phones, and make up kit's. Day 1 Sarah and Susan wore biking type, spandex speedo's with matching tops, accented by short camouflage skirts. Perky breast, bubble butts, honey blond hair, sparkling blue eyes and the perfect smile. The "Double Mint Twins" were center stage again. Their short skirts allowed much leg showing, while the shorts beneath were suggestive but kept everything modest. Point to point, Jerry snapped the pictures. On his personal video cam, he made his private videos. Arriving at the campsite without public scrutiny, they all could be normal. The Twins disappeared into …
How I Lost My Cherry
This happened a long time ago, when I was 18—ancient history. It is the story of how I lost my virginity back in the early '70's, the time before Reagan, when it was still legal to have fun in America, the days of Sex, d**gs, and Rock and Roll. Also, because of the more sensible laws of that era (what was it I said about it being legal to have fun?), nothing that happened was i*****l (or wrong for that matter). It was the beginning of 10th grade. Because of a c***dhood illness (rheumatic fever), I had started school a year late, so I had turned 16 at the end of the 9th grade and had gotten my drivers license over the summer. My best friend was, of course, 18, and actually a bit young for his grade, having just turned 15 in June. (Another strange detail—because they had lived in Holland when they were younger, both Gary and Bridgett were a grade ahead of others their age when they moved to the US in 1966.) This was when Middle School was called Junior High School and it ran from 7th to 9th grades, so we were both newbies at the High School. My friend, Gary, had developed a summer romance with a girl who was still at the Junior High (9th grade) and their mothers had begun to get tired of chauffeuring them around on dates. So one day Gary's mother called my mother (they were good friends too) and asked if I could drive them around—our mothers arranged for us to do double dates (usually in their yellow VW Squareback). There was a problem, however, at the time I didn't have a …
Cock Sure
It was about like any other weekend getaway to the desert except that we decided we'd like to try a clothing optional resort. It was the first time for both of us. We pulled up to the front gates of the resort, got out of the car, grabbed what little luggage we brought with us, (mostly suitcases filled with fine wine) and rang the bell at the entrance to the resort. We were greeted by a pretty young woman clothed in light summer wear and she brought us on to the grounds of the resort. It was hot. Really hot. The desert in August afterall. s**ttered around the pool were scores of naked bodies basking in the sun. I felt a rush of nervous excitement. I think my wife did too. We checked in and the owner of the resort showed us to our room. It wasn't big, large enough, but more important, imperially clean. My wife and I took off our clothes rubbed each other down with suntan lotion with a high sunblock. I was a feeling a little sheepish, and not so much about being naked in public, but because my wife and I had what I used to call "farmer's tans", we were white as ghosts in those areas that rarely sees the sun. When we walked through the grounds on our way to the room it was quickly obvious there were a lot of eyes on us, scoping us out. We took that chance to peep loungers too, and there were not many tan lines in the crowd. My wife has a beautiful body, tan lines or no, and I'm in fairly decent shape myself. So as we stood in the middle of the room contemplating going out to …
On the Farm Part 1: The Scarecrow
With best regards to my Co-Author Catherine, visit her profile: http://de.xhamster.com/user/catherine-belmont Mabel knew she had to give in, as Chester grew impatient. It had been a couple of months. Long enough for anyone to connect them so she figured they were safe once again. They were over fifty miles from the nearest town, twenty miles from the nearest neighbor. And they weren’t the hospitable type so no one ever dropped in to visit them. They had been out here for over twenty years and they liked being recluses. They had no use for electricity, a generator is all they needed. Water was from the well and the septic tank took care of anything else. They grew or slaughtered most of what was needed. What they couldn’t provide they would buy in town on their once a month trips. Chester was growing older, turning sixty this year, Mabel fifty-five. They had no c***dren, never wanting the bother of raising k**s. They had a simple life, or most would suspect. But Chester had an addiction that Mabel allowed him to indulge in. He loved young girls, but he was rough on them so they didn’t last long. It was better that he used them harshly then her, so she allowed him his hobby. Chester walked in from the fields after working all day. His shiny, bald head glistened with sweat when he took his hat off. His face was drawn, as he grew older, thin from working all the time. Today was Friday, the day Mabel said he could find a new girl. “I made you some sandwiches in case you had to …
Dateline…
I'm going to try and make this quick. This is a fucked up sarcastic fantasy, and if it turns you on, um, wow. I'm chatting on some sleezy alt site with some chippie who is obviously a cop. Cute misspelling and cartoon references that showed he studied. I dance around the issue for weeks. I'm not sending any dick pics, asking for specific info like age etc. I was real cagey. I'm not into that sort of thing but i got another agenda, so eventually i agree to meet. I know what this is. I've made preparations in advance, including high end lawyers and a private investigator. I even rented a news crew from a local tv station. I also packed my asshole with enough grass to live like a rockstar in jail while i wait. Anyway, same old story. Quiet neighborhood. Big yards. I was given an address in the middle of a nondescript block, belonging to a nondescript house. But, like i said, i knew what this was. I circled a 12 block radius, doubled back, and moved in one row of blocks. As i scanned the neighborhood i noticed amped up police presence all over. It was sloppy. They were lazing around like they were obviously waiting for something, not engaged in their normal activities, oppressing the poplace. I was in a rental car so by the time i neared the house i could pretty much yell yoo hoo suspect here! I parked, lit a joint, grabbed a bottle of poppers, and a slightly bigger bottle of jack and walked up to the baited house. Figured what the fuck, might as well have fun with it. I knocked …
Biker Slut Wife
I have been married to my wife for twenty seven years now. She is forty nine years old and looks damn good for her age. Brownish blonde short hair with big brown eyes and high cheek bones, 34 "C" cup breast. Nice cowgirl ass. Around 130 pounds. She gets hit on a lot. I am the only guy she has ever been with. But after twenty seven years the sex is just not what it used to be. We decided to help spice things up we should take a couple of weeks off from work and rent a Harley and go ride around and see the country. We bought the complete biker get up, chaps, vest, the full meal deal. The morning we were to leave we packed the bike and got dressed. My wife came out and my mouth hit the floor. She had on this tiny very short skirt, her chaps , and leather vest with no bra or panties. I could not believe it. She looked so slutty. I had never thought she would ever dress like that. "Do you like this?" She asked me. "Yes I do!" was my reply. "I like it too, we will see how many other guys like it too. I even trimmed the ole bush." She laughed. And she had trimmed her bush. The nice golden brown retro bush was now a neat patch above her slit. I was getting a boner just looking at it. She told me I could get some after we rode for a awhile. We hopped on the bike and toke off. We rode for hours and were a pretty good time. And being dressed like hard core bikers was turning out to be a lot of fun too. At the end of the day we stopped and ate then went …
The Lonely Wife Chapter 3 & $
Chapter 3 That night I arrived home just as my husband and daughter got there. My daughter is xx years old and has her Dad’s red hair and my blue eyes. She is just starting to show her real figure but still looks kind of like a tom boy. “So did you have a good day today Jenny?” I asked of my daughter “It was ok. What’s for dinner?” she asked “I thought we order pizza.” I said “That sounds good Mom!” “I could use a shower first. How about you order Jack?” “OK” my husband said I went upstairs and thought how sexy it was to stand there and talk with my husband while I could feel my teen lover’s cum on my thighs. The more I thought about it the more I wanted my husband to know my pussy was wet. As I took off my clothes Jack came into the room. “How about a kiss for your half naked wife?” I jokingly asked He looked at me with a strange look but came over and kissed me. Our tongues played together. “It’s been a while big boy. Maybe you should come around a little more.” I said as I took his hand and placed it on my wet pussy. “Damn, you must be horny your wet.” He said “You want a quick fuck before the pizza?” “Damn you sound like a little slut tonight. Maybe I should fuck you” I bent over and grabbed the bed and spread my legs. “Come on Jack fuck me!” My husband pulled out his cock and slid it into my hot cunt. “Fuck you have never been this wet before. Your pussy feels really good!” “It’s been too long Jack, fuck my pussy hard. I really need it!” He began to piston his cock in …
Granny was gagging for some cock….part 2
Granny caroline lead me upstairs, and as she went up the stairs my eyes were transfixed on her nylon clad legs. Once in her bedroom, she wasted no time in taking her blouse off, then began to undo my jeans. She undid my jeans and pulled my pants down, and my hard cock sprang out. It was stood to attention and caroline sat down on her bed and took hold of my cock as she pulled me towards her. 'ohhh whats this?' caroline giggled I looked down and caroline had a firm grip of my cock and it was leaking pre cum. Caroline wiped the tip of my cock between her cleavage and over her tits, then pulled my foreskin back. I was looking down watching her and she had cupped my balls and licking up the shaft of my cock, then licking around my knob end. I moaned alittle and caroline looked up at me with my cock against her mouth. She stuck her tongue out and gently licked at my japs eye, then with one swoop she had slipped all of my cock into her mouth so it was bollock deep. caroline was moaning alittle as I felt her tongue swirl around the tip of my cock, and I groaned loudly. I reached down as caroline tended to me cock and took a handful of her tits and gently groped them. 'Undo my bra, if it makes it easier for you' Caroline quipped. and she took my cock back into her mouth. I undid her bra and felt her tits fall down and Caroline stopped sucking me and sat up. 'do you like what you see?' Caroline asked Her breasts sagged like two large melons that were overly ripe with lots of …
Fucking Another of My Mothers Card Club Frie
(This is Part II of a series, a sequel to "Fucking One of My Mother's Card Club Friends" previously posted) I was at the d**gstore picking up my first razor and a pack of blades when someone behind me said: “Hey there, good looking, what’s cooking?” As I turned back towards the next person in the checkout line, I saw Mrs. Wiley, one of my mom’s Card Club friends. Her first name was Stephanie. For a fifty-year-old, she was a very well put together redhead with long locks that fell just below her shoulders. Gravity had already started to sag her large boobs just a bit even though they were well supported by her bra. But, even so, they certainly were sizeable and shapely enough to command the attention of a horny 17-year-old like myself. And though Stephanie’s apple ass was just a little too ample to be really, really hot, I had often imagined doggying her with great pleasure whenever I got a chance to ogle her bottom at my parents’ Card Club. I had always wondered if Mrs. Wiley had a bush and if it was the same color as her striking auburn hair. If so, I had already decided that I would love to get lost in her red girl fur and eat her out. (Sorry to shock you, but this is what horny 17-year-olds fantasize about whenever they encounter a reasonably attractive milf.) Yeah, though there were both pros and a few cons to be weighed, I definitely would love to take an honors course in Fucking 101 with Stephanie Wiley as my teacher if I ever had a chance. “Oh, hi, Mrs. Wiley, good …
Arabic/Muslim woman on train
I’ve always been turned on by curvy women – even as a teenager. I was 18 years old and took the train to High School in Boston. I’d come across all different types of people, everyday – all ages, shapes, ethnicities, etc. One day, as I was walking towards the train station I noticed a woman in front of me pushing a baby carriage. She was Arabic/middle eastern/Muslim and wore a head scarf; she was wearing one of those full dresses that I often saw women of this ethnicity wearing. I instantly noticed her hips and ass – her hips were wide and her ass jiggled with each step. She wasn’t fat, but she DEFINITELY had a chubby ass; and her dress was so thin it contoured to her figure as she walk, either she was wearing a thong or no panties at all. My eyes locked onto her ass as she walked and chatted in a foreign language on her cell phone. Each of her ass cheeks would bounce up with each and every step – I could see the shape of her ass perfectly in this dress, even the split between her ass cheeks. I couldn’t stop looking at her – the world stopped around me. My cock ached as I stared at her ass – I had to adjust a little, so people couldn’t notice my boner as I was wearing gym shorts on that morning. I followed closely behind her down into the train station and onto the platform as we both waited for the train to Boston. She continued to talk on the phone only occasionally stopping to check on her c***d. I was so excited from the walk that I had to take my book bag off and …
Ribecca, Debra and Jessica
At last the day arrived when her mom would take her to aunt Ricky. She was super excited. She loved going to her aunt Ricky's. She was a bit older than mom, which made her just over forty. Unmarried, she lived alone in a nice apartment in the next town, about an hour's ride from Jessica's home. She was quite different from her mom, much more a free spirit, given to wild colors and extravagance, always a fun person to be with, always with a quick joke or a smile for Jessica. She had always been a presence in Jessica's life, the “other aunt” always ready to play with her, take her out, or have some kind of fun. Jessica knew her mom and dad had some problems, and that she was being left at aunt Ricky's so they could go for some counseling at a retreat to try and save their marriage. She was glad she was out of the house, things were tense between her mom and dad. Sometimes she felt it was her fault. Aunt Ricky was outside when they arrived. She was tall, a bit taller than mom, and had a kind face, grey-green eyes, high cheekbones and a squarish jaw. Her mom had always called her a bit mannish, in a half-envious half-admiring kind of way. Jessica didn't know why her mom felt like this, they both were quite attractive women. She had also sensed there was something her mom wasn't telling her about aunt Ricky. She didn't care much, she loved aunt Ricky. She always took her shopping when she visited – she had no k**s or a f****y so she always had money to spend and had a good job as …
Your Pussy Or Your Life 2 by loyalsock
"Bet you never realised how good sex between consenting relatives coule be, eh my lady?" said McCabe. "I admit I was horrified at first but you'd have shot us, wouldn't you, if we hadn't agreed to your crazy demands," replied Lady Sarah, meekly. "Too fucking right, I would," replied McCabe. "I think it's time now your grandson gave you a good hard fucking." "Oh no," said Lady Sarah, "I draw the line at that." "Too fucking bad," said McCabe, "nobody gets away with not doing what I tell them to. Hugo, that thick cock of yours looks great in your hand but you'll find it'll feel so much better once you get it in your granny's nice warm pussy." "No," said Hugo, "I won't." McCabe aimed the gun, his finger round the trigger. "Oh yes you will," he said. "OK, OK," said Hugo, quickly. "Don't shoot me, please." "The only shooting I want to see this afternoon is you shooting your spunk in your grandma's pussy," replied McCabe. "Go for it, boy, else I might just …" "OK, OK," said Hugo again, moving in with his cock at the ready and nudging it against the entrance to Lady Sarah's fuck box. "I'll do it. Sorry, grandmother," he added, smiling apologetically. "Just fuck me, sweetheart," said Lady Sarah, bending over, ready and willing to take it doggy-style, "he ain't gonna leave us alone until you do." With that, Hugo slid his rod into Lady …