What is it about a hole, created in whatever or where ever, that arouses a girl? I told a story once when I was just ten, we went to the beach, Mum, my s****r and I. When my s****r and I returned to where mum was, she had erected a multi-coloured striped canvass wall, for wind protection.My First Time on the Beach at 10 I noted a man had pitched his beach towel on the other side of this canvass wall, and as I lay down, I saw a tear in the canvass at ground level, and as I watched as the wind blew, it opened up, and I saw the flesh of his bare leg. Mum and s****r had gone off the beach to get some food, so I lay alongside and suddenly I saw his penis, he was touching himself as only a few people were around and obviously not bothering with us. My heart pounded as I saw his hand, well his fingers pry open the slit he had made in the fabric, I just looked out to sea across the beach, watching surreptitiously from my peripheral vision, even at ten, I was aware of my sexuality, and something about voyeurism appealed to my female curiosity. I turned on my side, my bum pointing to the slit in the material, and as I looked back, with my bum inches from the slit, I saw him push his cock into the slit and touch my bottom. I could feel the slight pressure as he gently prodded and the heat from this male organ, I was ten and this man was probing me, and I found it exciting. Of course I looked around anxiously, but the deserted beach and with plenty of warning should my mother and …
The Wedding Day
As I stood nervously at the altar awaiting Vanessa's entrance, I glanced at the people seated before me. There were approximately a hundred guests. Family, friends and co-workers, all dressed to the nines, here to share in this blessed union. Hoping that they too might find that special someone to share the rest of their lives with. My best man and best friend Jonathan by my side, a long-time friend who was always there for me. My groomsmen were comprised of a few cousins and a buddy from the neighborhood. We made a rather handsome bunch, if I do say so myself, but no one could argue the fact that there was no comparison to the beauty of the bridesmaids. Vanessa's maid of honor, her stunning sister, Jada, was a few years younger but possessed the same full lips and voluptuous, curvy body as her older sister. Diamond and Ivy, Vanessa's gorgeous daughters, along with my sister, Jayden, completed the breathtaking group. The women looked amazing in strapless aqua-colored gowns. The music started and everyone turned their attention to the back of the church. My bride-to-be escorted by her father. As they walked down the aisle, my eyes were transfixed on Vanessa, who looked resplendent in her beautiful wedding dress. Her lovely ebony skin was a perfect contrast to the pure white of her gown. I had never seen Vanessa look so happy. We smiled brightly at each other when her father gave me her hand. The Reverend performed a beautiful ceremony. We exchanged vows, kissed maybe a bit …
Cala de Sirena – Joys Birth
Author's Note : This is part of my Cala de Sirena series. This story occurs between Cala de Sirena and Return to Cala de Sirena, for those who might question the time line, though I wrote it after the two mentioned. Thank you all for reading & returning to the cove. It was Don Taylor’s last day before he began his family leave, and it couldn’t end soon enough. It seemed that every time he turned around, his boss and good friend, Jason Blackwell, was giving him, ‘Just one more thing.’ He had the program installed into his office computer and the computer at home to allow him access to his work files should he need them, and had copied all of his important files onto several flash drives. In Don’s mind, the day seemed to just drag on, and his thoughts were on his lovely wife Angel, who was waiting at home, and very pregnant with their first child. When Don met her just over two years ago, he had no idea how she would forever change his life. His thoughts drifted back to the storm that brought her into his life, how it shook the tiny hut he was staying in that was supposed to be a second honeymoon for him and his now ex-wife Amy. Instead it was a chance for Don to refocus and re-purpose his life. After the storm, he went to clear the debris off the beach in hopes of a nice bonfire to cook some fresh fish over during his stay, only to find Angel’s naked, unconscious, injured body lying under the palm branches. The huge lump on her beautiful head that caused her to lose her …
Finding new gangbang friends
We had a great thing going for a while. My wife was getting used by her Ex boyfriend Keith and all his friends and in return I got back a super horny cum filled wife to fuck all the time. She was getting more wild every time they had a gangbang or just a party and probably fucked over 100 guy last year alone most of them bare, black and let me clean up after. We got news that her Ex was transferred to S. Carolina so after a few more dates with him he left and so did all her fun. I always trusted him and know no matter how kinky it got she was safe doing it with him. We talked about finding a new guy and had a plan to go out to a bar and see what happens. She was getting ready and she suggested we go to a rough bar on the East side of town. I was worried already that she was getting to horny and what she wore would be to temping for most guys. She had on high heels, thigh high stockings, a very short skirt with no underwear and a shirt her ample breasts are ready to pop out of. As we drove to the bar my cock was already rock hard. We pull into a pretty unsavory bar and Kristi struts inside, everybody stares. We sit down at the bar and start taking shots while we survey the room. Most of the black guys inside are pretty thug looking, and were eyeing her like a piece of meat. Kristi is starting to get a little d***k by now and keeps glancing at the group of very large men. "You see one you like gorgeous?" I ask. "Uh huh," she replies huskily, " lets go play pool next to them." …
Adventures of Miracle Steve 3
The rest of Steve’s week was spent studying, since he now had too much time on his hands, he studied. Of course that wasn’t all he did, the yacht naturally had a well equipped gym and Steve had a daily jog on the treadmill and he even started weight training with Kevin. Kevin used to be a defensive linebacker and to keep in shape he hit the gym…hard. Steve felt rather miniature when he worked out with Kevin, the guy easily lifted one hundred and fifty pounds on his bench presses and from there he added more weights, of course Steve only managed fifty pounds, but it was a start for now. Burk&Bailey have drawn up the documents, which were sent to Jaimie, it was signed and a total amount of $36,890,000 was dispensed between various organizations. This actually impressed Donald, he mentioned that he paid upwards of sixty million for Lucy’s services, this surprised Steve, but then again, like Donald have stated numerous times, money was no problem. Tuesday morning rolled in and sunrise found Steve strapped into the helicopter dressed in a smart dark grey suit, cream shirt and striped tie. He watched as the ocean rolled by underneath them, the shadows shortening as the sun rose up higher. The trip took longer this time as they have sailed further during the week, they landed with about an hour to spare for Steve’s appointment with Sam, as Steve was about to get out, the pilot informed him that he will be there when he returned with Jamie. Steve got a cab and arrived at Sam&Steve, …
A date
It looked just like a common date in a bar, nothing unusual, only that the guy was almost a stranger to me, but that was the main idea. Chris was a fri ends friend and recomandation and I was doing that just for the thrill of the unkown. Nothing would satisfy me lately so this is how I ended up with a glass of wine in front of me, telling myself I must be crazy to be doing this. He was a slim guy with a sharp but common figure. He wasn't much of a speaker also. "Did you bring what I said?" "yea!" "Now we have to set up some rules…Any diseases?" "No." "Hope so…This is the first and the last time I ask you this: what are your limits? Answer clever, you won't be able to say no after!" I just stare for a while thinkng about my limits and answer: "Bleeding, scars, enjuries, broken bones, fisting…" "Fisting?" he raises his eyebrows. "Yes, I'm tight." "Oh, interesting. Ok sunshine." He smiles. "Now there's not gonna be any password or sign bullshit, ok? No matter what you say, or scream, I will not stop. Agree?" "Yes." (I already knew he has this crazy rule)."Now put your coat on." he saied. I stood and submited, then I sat back on my chair. "You know…Your wine is…" he looked in my eyes and smiled with a weird meaning that scared the hell out of me. "Either he is trying to scare me as part of the game, either I'm in big trouble!…Fuck!" I thought but he cutted me off by kissing my lips as he was holding my hand in his. He was such a poser. As he was doing this, I heard …
Sunny Day with Neighbor
I am a 56 year old married white guy. I consider my self straight. My marriage was “ OK “ but the sex was non-existent not that it was ever good. She said my little cock was too small and she hated oral so it was online porn for me. I am about 5’8’’ tall with average build and about 5 inch cock. The new neighbors had 2 sons and 1 daughter. The boy’s wood often play ball in their backyard and kick it onto my property. I let them retrieve it and we got along well. I soon asked if they would mow my lawn and thus began a friendly relationship. I wood sometimes watch and supervise but eventually left them alone. I did start inviting them in for cold drinks and warm drinks in the fall after they raked my leaves. My wife was sometimes home and liked the boys although she often was in another town at some health club for hours at a time. The boys were each thin and the younger one F. had blond hair and blue eyes with much curved sensual lips and a nice plump girly ass. He always wore sports shorts and he looked good. One day he crawled under my outside deck to get his soccer ball and I stared at his boy butt. I felt this jolt of electricity through my body and my cock jumped in my pants. I later thought it was just some random weird feelings and not gay. {I later knew different} The 3 of us talked about sports and nature and sometimes sex. The younger was still a virgin and the older R. bragged he fucked 2 girls. I treated each as adults and nothing ever happened. I had gay sex as …
Naughty Family: Sins of A Mother Chapter 2
Chapter Two – Tense Situations A couple of weeks had gone by since the Vicki and Carmen situation. Things were awkward since that night. Even though days had gone by, the only thing I got from my mom, Melinda was the silent treatment. She didn't even want to be in the same room with me much less speak to me. I just couldn't figure it out. The only thing I could put together was maybe she was angry with me for having sex with her friends. Even they hadn't been over since that night. And they had become a weekend fixture around the house before the incident. Melinda wasn't even answering their calls. It was the middle of the week when I finally got fed up. That entire day had been just as awkward as the previous day. She stayed in her room and I didn't see her for the rest of the day. Bored as hell, I decided to spend the evening with some friends. I didn't get home until way past midnight and by that time she was fast asleep. I woke up early that morning to the smell of breakfast cooking. I always slept nude so I went to drawer and put on some white boxer briefs before exiting the room. Still rubbing the sleep from my eyes I entered the kitchen. My mom was at the stove in a white cotton night gown that went down to her knees with her hair tied in a ponytail. I needed to break the ice, so I decided to take the 'good son' approach. I silently tiptoed behind her as she cooked at the stove. Upon successfully reaching her without notice, I quickly wrapped my arms around her waist …
Wednesday Afternoon by loyalsock
Marion anxiously waited for the doorbell to ring, as she checked her watch for the third time in the last ten minutes. "Where was she," Marion thought to herself, "I wish for once she'd be on time!!!" Ten seconds later the apartment air was split by the loud resonance of the bell and Marion quickly buzzed her friend in. She opened the door listened for the footsteps coming up the carpeted stairs, but oddly, she swore there was more than just Evelyn's steps she was hearing! A second or two later she was proven right, as her Evelyn and a young lady of perhaps twenty or so turned up the last flight to Marion's apartment. Marion looked at the young visitor and asked Marion, "Who's your friend, or is it a secret!?!" Before she answered, Evie gave Marion a kiss on the cheek and replied, "I found her in an Internet chat room, and for two hundred dollars she'll do us both!!!" Both Evie and Anna, the young girls name, entered the apartment and sat down on the sofa while Marion went to the kitchen for some refreshments. After everyone had their punch and cookies Marion asked Anna, "Do you know why you're hear, dear?" Anna took a sip of her drink and answered softly, "To service you and Miss Evelyn, ma'am!" Marion by now had had a chance to give the young blonde a going over, and her pussy had begun to dampen at the prospect of having such a young girl nursing at her breasts and sucking her hairy pussy!!! Marion and Evie were both single …
A Summer Foursome
School was getting out in two days. My children were not going to camp this year. I had a busy summer planned out for them. Now, I’m a bit of a slut, when my husband is at work. I was getting very nervous, because I’d only be having sex with him, which was not nearly enough. I was now in panic mode. I basically had my days all figured out, when the children were in school. I had sex with the gardener, postman, and the pool guy. I was freaking out that I wouldn’t be able to have sex with these men for like two months. I arranged for them to come over to the house and I’d entertain them all. I figured we could all have a foursome together. I loved to have group sex and loved to play the part of the sexy slut. I guess I wasn’t really playing the part, I am a slut. Today was the day, that my friends were coming over to have their last bit of fun with me. Normally, I’d fuck them one at a time, but since my days were numbered, I figured I’d fuck them all together. I wanted to look especially slutty for them all. I wore a red tube top, a skirt that had zipper that went all the way up to my pussy. I wore no panties and no bra. I pulled out my fuck me shoes. I wore my long, blonde hair in an elastic band. I figured they could pull my hair if they needed to. I filled my tube top up nicely, with my enormous breasts. I went downstairs, to wait for my guests to arrive. I had told them all individually, about the foursome, I planned to have with them. They all seemed to want to have fun …
Two Friends Night Out
Recently I returned from a business trip to Dallas, I had a unexpected but delightful offer. I went down to the nightclub I own to get a drink and go on the prowl for a one night stand. I know the majority of women come in between 5:00 and 7:00. I prowled around the club watching the women as they milled around and socialized. The club is very crowded and it took me a while to find a woman that peaked my interest. I quietly sat back with my drink pondering my dinner options. After a short while two women came up to my table and asked if they could join me as there were no other tables available. The first is a woman about age 25 and wore a skirt, jacket and blouse and looked like a business professional. She has long auburn hair and is very attractive having a slim figure and nice firm breasts. Although she is not very tall 5? 5? I guess, her figure is in keeping with her height and she wore one of the new shorter skirts showing she isn't afraid to show her legs, which are slim and attractive. The second woman is a bit younger than the first and as I found out is the first woman’s best friend. She wore a trim dress and is a bit taller than her friend with silky black hair and a hot figure, in short she is a very attractive Asian and I would have jumped at the chance to take her back to my penthouse. After a brief period of conversation I learn that Emily is 25, divorced with no children and her friend Kim is 22, never married, no children ran a travel agency in Dallas. I find …
I Had My First Lesbian Experience
I Had My First Lesbian Experience College Roommate I've never written a story like this so don't expect much in terms of style points. But in the spirit of the website I will share my experience. My first experience with a girl was in college with my roommate (we'll call her "Amanda"). I started college young and going from Florida to Massachusetts was a big adventure. My roommate and I became close friends and we'd often talk about guys–she was having problems with her boyfriend and mine was back in Florida. After a couple months I felt homesick and missed my boyfriend especially. Amanda was a good support though and we got to laying together in the same bed, nothing strange just hanging out talking. A few times we cuddled. This became pretty regular and I enjoyed the physical closeness. One of these times she went under my shirt and rubbed my belly. I was a little freaked out but I did enjoy it. She went as far as the bottom of my breasts and I told myself if she went any further I would object. She didn't until about a week later. By now I was fairly used to is and when she went a little higher to my nipples, i just let her. It was electric. The next time this happened, she gave me a little kiss on the cheek and told me not to be nervous. She turned out the lights except for a purple lava lamp and I knew I had to make a decision–object or let it happen. I missed the touch of my boyfriend so much that I just let it go. She kissed me again with open mouth and I kissed …
Sundara – Part 2
“Hello. Namaste,” he said, his voice was accented with the clipped precise consonants that were so familiar from my parents and their friends. “Welcome to Sundara. My name is Rajit. How can I be of assistance?” I could feel the cotton of my summer school dress brushing across my bare pussy and felt completely exposed, like I was standing on a mirrored floor. Here goes. “Namaste,” I smiled back at him. “Sorry, but now you’ve exhausted my entire Hindi vocabulary.” Voe-cabb-you-lair-ree. Oh my God, I’m talking with my parents’ accent. What’s wrong with me? “No, it is I who should be sorry,” he apologised. “This place, Sundara; it means beautiful and charming in Hindi, so I am very accustomed to serving beautiful Indian women.” He paused and looked away, realising he had just paid a brazen compliment. Looking back into my eyes with a bashful smile he said: “It is not the worst job I have ever had.” Oh, bravo, what a recovery! Aussie understatement from an Indian boy; I could feel Belinda beaming beside me. I was now positive she had scouted this store earlier. I noticed that Rajit was actually a little taller than me; a nice change from peering down at Belinda all the time. I was surprised at how he set off the Indian mannerisms that I didn’t even know I had when I realised I had lowered my eyes and was watching him through my eyelashes. What was more surprising was that I liked the way it made me feel and I found myself smiling and flashing my eyes at him. “I’m going to …
Confessions of a Small Town Girl 3
After that night in Ben's Truck, our relationship took a big turn. It seemed every time we were together, I ended up with his penis in my mouth. I also started looking at other guys at school, and wondered how it would feel to have their penis in my mouth. I was becoming an addict, and I was so embarrassed and ashamed of myself. What kind or person was I turning it to? Almost every night now, especially if Ben and I had not been together, I was masturbating. I was so addicted to it, I could not sleep unless I had at least one orgasm. Sometimes once wasn't enough and I would orgasm two or three times before my body and mind would relax enough so I could sleep. I had explored my body enough to where I knew where to rub and achieve the fastest orgasms, but sometime I would lay there and tease my clitoris, and it was those times that my orgasms were the strongest. Eventually, the latter of the two became the norm. I would only rush my orgasms, when I was short on time. Lauren and I were still best friends and her birthday was approaching. She talked her mom into letting her and some of her friends go to the mall and have a sleep over. She invited several girls, including me, to her party. Her mom picked us up from school on a Friday and we drove the forty-five minutes to the mall. We shopped, ate and of course innocently flirted with guys, then ended the night at the movie theater. When the movie was over, Lauren's cousin, Carla picked us up and drove us to Lauren's house. Once …
The Battered Lamp Chapter Tweleve: The Peril of the Succubus
The Battered Lamp by mypenname3000 Chapter Twelve: The Peril of the Succubus Copyright 2014 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Fatima smiled and reached for her husband, who was also her brother. Kyle was naked, his body dark-brown and muscular, his cock hard and ready for her. She loved her brother so much, and was so happy that Aaliyah had made their marriage possible. She was also glad to have Kyle all to herself tonight. Fatima loved her brother's wives and concubines dearly, and loved fucking them even more, but sometimes you just wanted to be with the man you love without one of his other wives or concubines joining in on the fun. Romantic. Private. Cozy. Wonderful. “You are so beautiful, little sister,” Kyle smiled. “I know,” she said, grinning and grasping his cock. “I can tell by how hard you are!” He groaned and leaned in, kissing her. It was so wonderful. She stroked his broad back, delighting in the strength of his muscles. He was like a rock, strong and unmoving, and she wanted to hold on tight as her passions whipped through her like a forest fire. She shoved her tongue deep into his mouth, stroking faster. His hands caressed her flesh, fanning the inferno inside her. He found her nipples, pinching, caressing, playing. She moaned into his lips. He lowered her to their bed, the sheets cool on her burning flesh. She was so wet, she didn't need foreplay and spread her legs, guiding him to her wonderful spot. “Oh, yes!” she gasped, breaking the kiss as his …
Each Weekly Visit — Chapter II: Promises, Promises
Waiver Note: The following story is a completely fictitious narrative and is pure fantasy. This chapter involves graphic sexual descriptions of a mature male and his teenage niece. The whole of this novella consists of multiple characters engaging in sexual activity (some of them family members), written in a similar fashion. If the topic is not of interest or is offensive to you, please cease reading immediately and just move on. Your opinions are your own. I should also mention that in my writing I strive to incorporate a strong (sometimes longwinded) storyline, complete with several developed characters and a detailed background. In addition, I sometimes make use of an extensive and broad vocabulary. If all you’re looking for is a quick, simple sex story, my ideas probably won’t interest you. To those who proceed, I love getting feedback. So, enjoy and feel free to vote and comment! However, because spamming is a problem, comments will be restricted to registered users only. – seltra – – – The week following my risqué encounter with Madison passed painfully slowly. Several times each day I had full intention of texting Madison and convincing her to promise me we would never again share a single sexual moment with each other. That had to be it. It had to be done. There was nothing becoming about anything we had shared together, and we had to end it before it evolved into a terrible problem. Unfortunately, every time I turned on my phone and opened her messages, there was …
Former Playboy Playmates Part 5: Stephanie and Son
Author’s note: This part of series involving fictional former Playboy Playmates. They are all sisters and will each have two stories – the first one will be interracial, the second will be incest. This is Stephanie’s second story and it takes place a little over a year after her first story. This story also takes place about four months after part 3 of the series. You don’t have to read either of those, but to sum it up, Stephanie witnesses an incestuous act with her older sister Diane in part 3. This serves as a catalyst for her own incest story, opening up latent naughty desires. Former Playboy Playmates Pt. 05: Stephanie and Son ¬¬¬Chapter 1 “Hi honey,” Stephanie said, stepping out of her bathroom, a large white towel wrapped around her body. “What are you doing in mommy’s bedroom?” She asked. There was no one in the room but her. “Oopsie,” Stephanie undid the towel, letting it fall to the floor, revealing her naked body. “Mommy is so very clumsy.” Pretending her son, Dan, was sitting on her bed, watching, she continued playing make believe. “I’ll just bend down and pick the towel up, unless you want to take a nice long look at me. I don’t mind, honey.” “Mom? You there?” Her daughter, Carrie, called to her, making her way up the stairs. Stephanie gasped, quickly picking up the towel. “In here!” She said wrapping it around her body. “Who were you talking to?” Carrie asked, barging into her mother’s room. “Huh? Uh -” “You called someone ‘honey.’” “Oh, uh, no, I said, …
Petrichor
The drought has lasted for so long, this mist relieves the dread, as odors rise to lift our spirits smelling the cleansing rain. Aspirations lost for so long, she let them drift away, inhaling perfumed hope that comes with the rain washing love's angst away. Both citywide and countryside relax, as soft drops of future growth drip gently down upon all uplifted faces raised to trust what will come. Little girl lost, and found once more, she is touched by hands of supplicated gods beckoning her homeward to fulfill her fondest dreams. Golden grasses nodding under weight, dried and stiff, now supple with desired dampness at long last, to grow again under sunlit skies come the dawn. Feeling the joining so long sought, walking in quiet contemplation, breathing the air of true love's expectation, the eloquence of ambiance speaks. Trembling leaves of sere trees soak with botanical trust sensing that sprouting expansion must come soon, while droplets drizzle down trunks. Blooming with potential purpose her tryst with love unfolds, as she glows exploding out to rejoin the world, with expectations. Tiny blossoms of harmony grow, vividly colorful bursts of petals and scent, the fragrance of hopes engendered by the moisture. And thus the earth conspires to join, as walking in gladness I come to enfold her, quenching all the thirst she knew, she drinks of the cup of love at long last.
First Time Groped
I had been wanking myself since my early teens. It had virtually become compulsive as I took every opportunity to get my cock out and wank off. It was a great feeling when the excitement mounted just before cumming until I couldn't stop the wank and compulsively kept on until I shot my load. This continued in private for about one year. Then I discovered that public toilets in the city of Belfast had exciting grafitti on the walls of the cubicles. So every day on my way home from college I would go into different toilets to read the stories and requests for cock fun, and have a wank and wonderful cum. One day shortly after this I was in toilets in one of the bus stations in the city and was quietly having a good wank and was very much aroused by the reading material. I had my trousers and pants off and was sitting naked from the waist down. The walls of the cubicle were solid and had no glory-holes. Suddenly I was aware of an outstretched arm under the adjoining wall with the hand making a grasping action. This frightened the hell out of me and I soon lost my erection. I didn't know what to do. The arm went back into the next cubicle and then shortly appeared with a piece of paper in the hand. So I took the paper and it had a message on it. It said "I would love to feel your cock and balls. Would you squat down and get a sexy thrill"? My god, this is just like the grafitti on the walls. My cock began to get aroused and reading the note had me sexually excited again. Do I or …
Doctor Drill
Thanks to my Favourite Lushie for the story idea…. Chloe eyed the screen of her phone, recognising the dentist’s number. It was Friday and she was assumed they wanted to confirm her appointment which was scheduled for early Monday. She took the call to hear the Rothmans voice of Aunt Mavis on the other side. Mavis smoked a lot and it still flummoxed her how she was kept on as she was more in the basement smoking than at her desk answering telephones and making appointments. “Good morning Dear,” Mavis rasped into her ear. “Fine thanks Aunt Mavis, and yourself?” Mavis had been at the practice for years and she should have retired already. However, she was kept on and Chloe remembered fondly how she had been there as teen and afterward both her daughters as well. Perhaps some habits didn’t die well? Mavis contradicted the obvious and stated she was still doing well despite talk that her health was taking strain. “Doctor had a cancellation and wanted to know if he could fit you in this afternoon?” She continued, “You have not been here for a while and he thinks while he has a good amount of time available to give you a good check-up?” Chloe looked down at her attire and took stock. It was Friday and she was not really dressed for the dentist. If she stood up, her black skirt sat about mid-thigh and seated it rode halfway up her toned thighs. Her blouse left little to the imagination, smoky chiffon with a strong hint of her lace bra underneath. As she was supposed to meet …
A threesome sandwich
I walk in to my hotel room wore out from the meeting I just had. I kick off my shoes and lay on the bed. Needing to relax I decide I am going to down and sit in the hot tub. There is a couple in the pool area off to the side. Not paying any attention to them I dive in the pool and swim a few laps. When I am done I head to the hot tub. Just as I sit down in the warm swirling water I notice the couple sneaking peeks at me. Thinking nothing of it I lean my head back and let my mind wander. A few moments go by and the couple from the pool asks if they can join me. “Sure my mom taught be how to share”, I chuckle. They don’t say a word to me at first they just are talking with each other. Then the conversation starts to get a bit steamy. I pretend to be ignoring them until the guy says it is his turn to be on top. I can’t help myself but open my eyes and look at them. All of a sudden they begin to tell me about their sex life. How they are bi swingers and last night she rode him with a dildo so he wanted to be on top tonight. Really was the only thing I could get to come out of my mouth at first. Then for some reason I said it must be nice to have a sex life. My wife and I haven’t had sex in six months. Why they ask A while back the ex wife of this guy accused her of sl**ping with her ex-husband. Well things have been rough ever since and though she says nothing is going on I don’t believe her. She gives the vibe of not wanting to have sex with me so since she isn’t getting …
Cabin at the Lake
pictures and video of my daughter cabin: http://linkz.it/7faK Enjoy. =========== Instead of returning to their chairs, Donna's brothers turn and squeeze their way onto the ends of the couch. Gary at one end, leans forward and helps Julie off the floor. She settles back onto the couch. Terry at the other end, repeats the gestures with his sister. I'm left to push myself off the floor. My left knee catches before straightening with an audible pop. "You okay doc?" Gary inquires, leaning forward to steady me by placing one hand on my back. "Okay?" Terry begins to chuckle. "Way fucking beyond okay mother fucker. Jesus Christ on a hopped up pony. No offense Donna but I've never had my dick sucked like that before. I take back my earlier offense when you said no man eats pussy as good as another woman. No woman sucks dick as good as another dude." "You mean 'well'," I offer, keeping my voice steady. "'No woman sucks dick as well', not 'as good' as another dude. And thank you for the compliment." They all stare at me. I follow Donna's advice except I don't picture earmuffs, I picture a one-way mirror that is opaque until a light is switched on and then it becomes as clear as glass. I leave the light off and try to keep my face neutral. I fail. I smile and they all laugh, soft at first but escalating quickly to guffaws. I stand there, ignoring the pain from my abraded knees, understanding now all those knee pad jokes, and wait for them to control their laughter. And to realize there …
Silent night
It was dark in my room and the only light was from the hall that my door allowed through. I was home alone and hot, with slow hesitation I grabbed my breast. Tugging and pulling till I was dripping from my skirt. Moans increased of pleasure and echoed through the halls. I took the lower edge of my panties and rubbed it up and down against my pink pussy. So sensitive it won't stop quivering. I quickly remove my skirt and bra to suck on my tit as my hand continues to fondle. A silent yelp lets out and I curl my toes. It tingles and I feel pleasure. The light from the hall got dark and I quickly look up to see my male roommate stunned. As he turned bright red, I could see his penis erect through his pants. Grinning with delight, I seductively move to the edge of the bed. I walk toward him with only my dripping panties and the spit soaked hard nipples. He moves up against the door frame nervous and in a shaky tone he asks "wha.. what… Are you doing?" Horny and needy I grab the edges of his jacket and slowly kiss him. I feel his body let go. He moves his body toward mine and I feel his heart race and his boner pressed against me. He reached down and grabbed my ass firmly and picked me up. My legs wrapped around his waist I help him undress. We get his shirt off and he sucks on my tits as I look at the ceiling I'm getting aroused again. He throws me on the bed as he takes of his pants and gets on top of me. He dry humps me, kisses my neck, and plays with my boobs. I'm so wet, …
Panty thief
From probably about the age of 16/17 I started to switch my priorities in life from playing football to girls. Till then kicking a ball round around and watching my local team was all that mattered. My s****r was 2 years younger than me and my mother would be in her mid 40's. Bearing in mind I'm now in my 50's they were not role models in my development sexually. I've read about how some men would try to get peeks of the female members of there housr naked or in stages of undress. Not me. I borrowed begged and stole porn mags as did every k** my age. The pages were invariably stuck together after a few days. I didn't have the sense to shoot into a hanky or whatever. No not me, straight on the models picture. What I noticed even at that age, was that I liked the girls to have some underwear on. Sure I liked seeing pussy and tilts the same as any man, but for some reason I liked underwear. Fast forward I couple of years and I'd had the normal beginnings of a young mans sex life….fumbling about, getting knocked back, feel of tit here and there, sticky finger, then the big one when I was going out with a girl who was 2 years older than me called Anne. Now she was a real posh bird who had originated from London, and to be truthful was probably out of my league, but anyway she and I got it together and she took my virginity. That was many years ago, and not the point of my story. Although the sex was out of this world, and it was, what I didn't understand was why I loved her …
My Aunt
My Aunt When I was young dumb full of cum (18) I went around my aunties house just to help out with some household work and other bits and bobs. As I went to her house she opened door wearing her night gown and by the look of her erect nipples I think that's all she was wearing. Her husband worked nights and was upstairs sl**ping that's one of the reasons she needed my help. She told me to wait in the living room while she "finished" something upstairs. So I sat downstairs and after a while started to hear faint moans and groans as I opened the living room door and walked halfway up the stairs the groans got louder and it was like someone was jumping on the bed. The door was open and I could see slightly what was going on. It was my auntie getting fucked hard by her husband. He is a big man her husband and he was showing no mercy. Mercilessly fucking her harder and harder at this point I was erect. All of sudden I heard her husband with the biggest groan It scared Me so quickly ran downstairs. As I was trying to get rid of my erection I felt a bit of Pre cum on my boxers. I knew I had to finish it off but not now afterwards. after a while my aunt comes down and enters the living room. you can tell she was freshly fucked hair all over the place and out of breath she told me to go and start outside with the garden to mow the lawn and sort out the garage while he showered. So I went outside and mowed the lawn and was getting started on the garage when my aunt calls me and asks …