Deep throat Made Easy -reposted fro menext Here for the first time ever are simple and explicit instructions on how to deep throat a penis. Position is important; you'll want to in position where you can extend and straighten your neck by slightly tilting your head back. This helps line up your throat with your mouth allowing the penis to slide in deep. The best position for beginners is with the receiver lying on his back with the giver lying on the stomach along side. You can prop yourself up on your elbows. The penis must be THOROUGHLY LUBRICATED! I can't stress this enough. An erect penis will slide much easier along the tongue and into the throat if it is well lubricated. Once you're in position, slightly tilt your head back and extend the tip of your tongue just past your bottom lip. Flatten the back of your tongue just as you would if a doctor were using a tongue depressor to look in your throat. (Extending your tongue helps flatten the back of your tongue. f***e your throat open as you would if you were yawning. (contrary to popular belief, you don't 'relax' your throat muscles to perform deepthroat. Forcing the back of your tongue down and your throat open will counter the gag reflex and create a larger opening for the penis to enter) Now, take a deep breath and slowly slide the length of the penis into your mouth and along your tongue. When you feel the urge to gag, pause and hold the penis there as long as possible then withdraw it. Repeat this process as many …
1 The days of my youth [pt 1]
The days of my youth pt 1 I have been asked to repost this the only true story of mine[there is another but the characters were not me and were changed to protect the guilty]my style has changed over the last couple of years so I cleaned it up and I hope you enjoy it. So I was about 17 and a bit, a young soldier, a driver in what was then known as an RASC transport column, at his first real posting in mid Germany, and as green as they come. Off time out of barracks was rare in 1964 for us youngsters The British Army at that time knew what a duty of care was to its young men, though as soon as that 18th birthday arrived …as a “man” you would be on your own! For entertainment we youths had the Naffi bar and little else, TV was non -existent but fortunately drink was cheap so we were young alcoholics in the making…. Female company was as rare as time off camp and even the elderly frau in the chief clerk’s office began to have a certain look to those of us youngsters with rampaging hormones. Once a month our Naffi had a games night with a lot of the married soldiers and wives in attendance. We youngsters, beer in hand timidly sat ogling the wives, some attractive, some fair, some frumpy, knowing they were all beyond reach, few wives even spoke to us lesser mortals and none of us had the bottle to request the pleasure, as usually hubby was on hand…things were different then I was a painfully shy youth, I had no skill or interest in dancing and there were few other …
Masquerade, Chapter 2
The next day I kept my promise, calling her on my lunchbreak. "Hello?" she said, answering the phone. "Hi Tracy, it's Rick from the party," I said. "Oh, hi Rick!" she said, "How are you?" "Well I recovered from last night finally, so that's something!" I said. "Yeah, that was some party, but it was fun," she said. "Actually, I was referring to the after-party!" I said. There was a long pause. "Oh," she said. I could almost hear her blush in her reply. "I was wondering if you'd like to get a cup of coffee. I will be getting off work in a couple hours and I'd like to see you again. I had a really good time last night," I told her. "I-I had a good time too," she said a bit flustered. "Yeah, I would like to have coffee with you." "Great! Do you know the Starbuck's at 10th and Central Avenue?" "I can find it. I know the area," she said. "Good, how about we meet there around 4:00 then?" "Okay, I'll see you then," she said, hanging up the phone. 4:00 found me sitting in the Starbuck's at a table facing the door. I had arrived a few minutes early because I wanted to be there when she arrived. It's a good thing I did too, because she arrived right on time. She walked into the coffee shop and I instantly saw her. I got up from the table and met her at the door. "You look amazing!" I said as I approached her. And she did, wearing a sexy red knit dress with a sweetheart neckline that gave a good view of her cleavage while still being acceptable in public. The dress was mid-thigh length …
Personal Professionals Vol. 6: Personal Assistance
“Here's the last of it,” he grunted. With a thud, he plopped the stack of files down on the desk. “I swear to God, this case had better be worth all this hassle. Need anything else, Ariel?” With a sigh, the young woman behind the desk leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples. “Besides a vacation?” She groaned, rubbing the back of her neck. Smiling softly, Jacob moved behind her and started kneading her shoulders, causing her to sigh contentedly and slump lower in her chair. “How's this work?” he whispered in her ear. Ariel trembled slightly. She wasn't sure why; yes, the massage felt amazing, but Jacob was just the summer intern. A nice guy, but not exactly her type. Ariel typically preferred the gym nut outdoorsy kind of guy. Jacob, on the other hand, was more of the intellectual, bookish type. Scatterbrained most of the time whose hair was constantly on the verge of violating the office guidelines. Ariel’s body, however, didn't seem to get the memo. She felt herself becoming aroused as her breathing quickened. What the hell? she thought . I know it's been a while, but come on… Jacob squeezed and kneaded Ariel’s shoulders, gradually moving his hands to her slender neck. He felt her shiver, but assumed it simply meant he was doing his job well. Though his rapidly swelling cock demanded he think otherwise. As he continued his work, he mentally reminded himself how different he was from her usual “type.” He wasn't chiseled, didn't belong to a gym, hated guns and looked …
crackwhoreblues -42%
Transmission # 97 Standing at the edge of the cliff, gazing thoughtlessly down into the septic tank of our soul… High heels and lip-stick, cocaine enemas, we beg the Whore-Goddess to fuck us with her fifteen inch throbbing cock, to be her slave…. Bouncing up and down, playing pogo on your cock, tightening my sphincter, milking, teasing, squeezing your throbbing shaft so deep inside. You pull my legs back, speeding my asshole, gape-r****g me, making me scream as I lose control over my body, spasming anal-orgasmic ecstasy. Face fuck me, electrocute me, your trannytweakerfuckslutslavewhore, pounding harder and deeper until there is nothing left, breathless, quivering, there is no more….. Your cum oozing out from the gaping wreck of my ass, dripping all creamily down my limp, shriveled trannytweakerpenis and you smile like a god as I open and close my asshole, forcing your nut out into a bowl. The process is repeated, you invite you friends over, gang fucking me, splashing happy milky cum into my bowl and when it's full I hold it high tipping it over, letting all that sperm pour into my mouth, over flowing and spilling onto my naked body, smearing it all over, the cum, it tastes so fucking delicious, I crave it, I need it, squirting thick and warm, playing with it with my tongue, gurgle gooey fun, I drink it by the glass full and beg like the trannyslavewhore that I am for just one more shot in the mouth. You and your friends take turns abusing my asshole and my mouth, …
A Date to Remember – 1
Gino answered the door, giving the timid looking blond on the other side a once over. "Hey Lilah, glad you could make it tonight. I've been looking forward to our date" he said, opening the door wider so that she could step inside. Everything about her body language screamed nervousness, from her slightly hunched shoulders to the tension radiating through her body. Lilah looked up at Gino with a small smile, replying that she too had been looking forward to their date since they'd made it a few weeks prior. Gino led Lilah over to the couch, watching her carefully. "Lilah, are you sure you want to be here? You seem awfully nervous, not at all like you've been during our text conversations this week. I'm a bit confused by the difference in your texts and how you are right now." Gino watched Lilah's face as she tried to come up with a reply. She frowned before coming to some internal decision, the furrows on her brow smoothing out once she had. "I want to be here, I'm sure. I've meant everything I've said as we've talked, I'm just nervous." "Alright Lilah, if you're sure then we'll proceed." Gino was heartened by the bit of fire he saw in her eyes now that she'd made her decision. Come what may, Lilah wanted this and had chosen to agree. Gino led Lilah up the stairs to a large room with carpeted floors. There was a large bed up against one wall next to a large chest of drawers and nothing else, leaving an expanse of empty space where other furniture might have been. "Since …
Indians will do anything for money part 2
I got a lot of comments about people worried that im saying bad things about India. Just to let you know this is all made up. India is a really good country. india is nothing like how I describe it in the story and nether are indian people. Sorry that I may have made India sound bad. The next morning 2 I woke up with an uncontrollable craving. I wasn't hungry, I was Horney. A pointy tent had formed in the sheets. I got out of bed and pulled down my now very tight boxers. I didn't gaze upon any normal morning bonner. It was huge, rock hard and desperately needed relief. I stormed out of my room in a shirt and boxers. As I walked towards the elevator I noticed all the attendants staring at my bonner pressing tightly against my boxers. "Sir, may I recommend that you use one of the hotels many massage parlours to take care of that," said a young attendant pointing at my bulging erection. Seeing all the pretty girls and then talking to one of them about my penis was making me struggle for control of my bonner. " what floor?" Was all I could ask in a hasty voice. "32nd floor," she replies sweetly. Then she smiled at me and stood in front of the wall again. During the elevator ride images of last nights lap dance, the hot girls in The corridor staring at my bonner and one of them recommending the massage parlour to relieve it were filling my mind. I'm quite sure I could feel my bonner growing a quarter of an inch longer. It was painful. I thought about jacking off but there were …
Another job interview
Three months after leaving the store they called Donna back for summer work. This is bl**dy ridiculous I can’t understand why they just don’t give her a permanent contract instead of pissing her about, but anyway. She received a phone call to go into the store for an interview even though they’d just let her go three months earlier, ‘store policy’ they said. I dropped her off 2pm this Thursday and then I went for a coffee and she was coming to meet me when she’d finished. She was wearing a black skirt and a white top. She was called into the office promptly at the correct time and sat behind a desk was a lady called Margaret, she was the area manager, dressed in a black skirt, white blouse, tights and a black jacket, and she looked around 45. Margaret started with the usual questions that Donna had answered on previous interviews, and then said that Sally had really recommended her for the position as she was a good worker with the right attitude, Donna smiled to herself as she knew what she’d done for Sally before. Margaret then asked her if she wanted to add anything. Donna said “I think you’ve covered everything” and as Margaret smiled at her she stood up and came round to the front of her desk, sat on the edge facing Donna, then she said “Sally says you’re really good” and Donna smiled back. Margaret slipped off her jacket as Donna stood up and faced her Margaret put her hands on Donna’s shoulders and the two of them leaned forward and kissed. As Margaret kissed Donna …
Twelve Naughty Days of Christmas
This is inspired by what I saw hanging from a palm tree at San Diego’s Black Beach during a recent visit, and is based on the traditional holiday song, “The Twelve Days of Christmas.” I hope everyone enjoys it as much as I did! On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me: a dildo in a palm tree On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me: Two Ben Wa Balls and a dildo in a palm tree On the third day of Christmas my true love sent to me: Three French Ticklers, two Ben Wa Balls and a dildo in a palm tree On the fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me: Four cat calls, three French Ticklers, two Ben Wa Balls and a dildo in a palm tree On the fifth day of Christmas my true love sent to me: Five gold cock rings, four cat calls, three French Ticklers, two Ben Wa Balls and a dildo in a palm tree On the sixth day of Christmas my true love sent to me: Six vibrating eggs, five gold cock rings, four cat calls, three French Ticklers, two Ben Wa Balls and a dildo in a palm tree On the seventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me: Seven Sybians, six vibrating eggs, five gold cock rings, four cat calls, three French Ticklers, two Ben Wa Balls and a dildo in a palm tree On the eighth day of Christmas my true love sent to me: …
It pays to listen to your step sister
Hi my name is Mike, and I really like my step sister. I don't know why. We've been close, but not real close over the years. I'm twenty-two, and she is twenty-four. We both have brown hair, and eyes. I'm 5'10, and she is 5'6. We occupy an apartment together, while our parents live five hours away. We both moved because we got into the same college. When you're there, you need sex, but not too much of it though. When you do it too much, or not at all, it can make the college experience seem crappy. In moderation, it's perfect. I had been doing it a lot with my girlfriend, Wendy, but she broke up with me. My step sister Jenna wasn't doing it much either, and she came home one afternoon really pissed off. “That's it, I'm done. I can't take this shit anymore, fuck it,” Jenna ranted. Not too surprising. This wasn't the first time she came home, and threw a shit fit. She actually developed a slight history. “Well, I wouldn't be a good step brother if I didn't ask what happened,” I let her know. “Thank you. I gotta vent to somebody, I'm sorry it's gotta be you,” Jenna told me. “Well, it was in the contract you had me sign when we moved in here,” I replied. Then she laughed, and gave me a hug. She showed some real appreciation for me listening to her. “We had sex once four weeks ago. I thought we were moving a little fast, but then we went backwards. He wouldn't even kiss me, then I find him with someone else,” Jenna explained. “What did he say?” I had to know. “We were moving …
Revenge, Pt 8 : Name Games
*IMPORTANT* This is a new account for superkev123, I can no longer access my old one, so I am re-posting all my old ones here, and will also be uploading new ones. CHAPTER 8 She really was a fast learner. I liked to hear her beg, but she said it with a much lighter tone than before. "So you're a whore now too?" I asked, smiling with her. She kissed my cheek and let out whimper of lust. "If you want me to be your whore, I'll be your whore." she whispered. I smiled and laid my cock flat against her stomach. I raised my torso up and pushed her head down by the hair. "And what does my little whore want?" I asked. "She wants to be fucked. Fucked by your big, thick cock Sir." She looked down at my impressive length that covered her navel, and let out a little murmur of desire. "Please fuck your whore, Sir." she moaned. I wasted no time in sliding the head of my cock into her tight channel, then sighing with pleasure as I slowly filled her. She let out a drawn out, "Yessssssss…", until I pushed in the last inch or so with a suddenly hard thrust, which made her yelp with surprise. She was so slick and hot, and she quivered along my whole length. She pushed her head back into the cushions and closed her eyes tight. "You love that cock inside you, slut?" I asked, thrusting in and out with only a few inches. "Mm hmm…" she whimpered, nodding, "I love…I love the way you fuck me." I slid out a little more, depriving her of being filled to her depths. She groaned at the little …
Devils Work
"And the LORD said unto Satan, Whence comest thou? Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it." -Job, 1:7 *** It was the heat's fault. Five-hundred thousand people sat in traffic while the summer sun burned away the last shreds of their patience and goodwill. James didn't mind the gridlock so much, but he couldn't get away from the heat. He fanned himself with a newspaper in the back of the cab, fantasizing about snow-capped peaks and endless white glaciers and frigid arctic oceans. Anything but this heat. It was Monday morning and the cabdriver was talking but James was only half listening. "The thing God doesn't understand," the Driver was saying, "is that he made you more like me than like himself." "Is that so?" James said, as sweat down the back of his neck. "Number one: We're both his creations, right? You've always got more in common with your siblings than your parents." "True." "Number two: That whole bit about being cast from paradise for disobeying? I did that way before all of you did. I was the first thing in the whole universe to ever disobey God. So that's something else we have in common." The driver counted his points on his fingers while they waited for the light to change. James saw wavy lines of heat through the window. "Third and finally, you're all born in sin, and that's my specialty. Add it up, and the human race can't help getting along better with me than you do with him. It's your …
The Stranger
We had a plan. I was to be taken to a hotel, tied up, gagged, blindfolded and left alone until my man returned bringing with Him our guest, a man I had never met face to face. This was the first time we had invited someone else to play and I was a little nervous, no, almost terrified was a better way of describing how I felt but so very excited. We had discussed having a fun session with a stranger who would fuck me and use me while I was bound and gagged. That was about the extent of it though. The real turn on for me was for it to be rougher. Much rougher. What really got me going was thinking about being taken by f***e, my choice gone and my body just abused. But going that far could be too dangerous, and besides, no one else really knew just how much further I thought I wanted to go. I'd wondered about it for years off and on. It wasn't that I wanted to be attacked down some dark ally on my way home. That didn't hold any excitement for me. It was the idea that a situation could be totally beyond my control that turned me on. I was used to being in control sexually and was perhaps even a little predatory at times. I was a born flirt and liked nothing better than someone who would flirt back. I also didn't like to be outdone. If that meant some teasing – possibly a little playing, all the better. But I almost always felt in control. Very seldom had I found myself getting out of my depth where a man I had been winding up called my bluff and didn't like me saying no to …
My Sleeping Older Sister part 2
The next morning I work up feeling more refreshed than ever. School work had kept me stressed and over worked, but I had found an outlet. I sat up slowly as the sun rays beamed on my face from my window. It was Saturday, which meant date night for my parents. I made my way to the bathroom, purposely slowing down as I reached my big sister’s doorway. Jamie was sleeping sound as ever. I smiled and walked in, peering down at her prone form. She lied face down with her arms wrapped tightly around a body pillow with her face turned to the side. There was a wet spot beneath her mouth on her white pillow. Whether it was because of my rough face fucking last night or the residue from the side effects of the medicine, I didn’t care. I pulled my growing cock from my pants and laid it on her face with a soft plop. My love for her had developed into a lust, a sexual necessity. It became more physical than mental. She could no longer satisfy my needs while conscious. I didn’t need someone to take care of my loneliness or get me a glass of water; I needed someone to take care of my perverted fantasies. I needed someone to drain my balls into, someone to take out my stress on, and someone to sate my primal rut. I had outgrown her little brother love, and had discovered her true potential. She looked so peaceful, unfazed by the nights events. Her brown chestnut hair was neatly tucked behind her. I slowly parted her lips with my cock and let it rest on her tongue for a minute, just to savor …
My First Group of Black Men
Being the only girl in a room full of naked guys, or being naked and in a room full of dressed guys are both familiar situations to me. Since I was 18 and met my hubby Dee, I have been willing participant in being maneuvered or led knowingly into sexual situations where I was extremely outnumbered or shown off because of my voracious appetite and ability in the area of sucking cock. Dee would let someone, or some guys magically see me going down on him, and inevitably I would gladly show each guy just how good it felt. And I luv being watched, I discovered, and the center of attention in a room full of naked guys, and just get so wet at the idea of being undressed and naked while they’re all still dressed. I believe every girl enjoys this on some level. I just have a husband who saw my pleasure in this indulgence and encouraged me, and even after I gave nine of his frat brothers head in college, and confessed to wanting more, he never stopped encouraging me to explore my desires. Of course, all those times I picked up a woman to join us in a 3 some helped balance things out. But lately I have taken to black men exclusively, except for him, and along the way some escapades have gotten out of hand, much to everyone’s delight! My first group came in May 2008, a little over six years ago in Paris. We were there for about ten days and after some naked frolicking (it’s true, when I’m naked in public, I frolic! Energized by a joy and energy only available from being naked …
Susan and Nat in Adam #3: Nat Longs Love
I get in my bed an offer of tasty teen 40c-cup BOOBY beauty nice Natalie not to be refused! Last night Susan sneaked to my bed to make love, the night after Natalie's first orgasms she does Nice Nat is still a virgin but she knows now she longs to leave her cherry at me in awesome A'damPlease Professor Peter will you make me a woman here before we will leave back to the States? Peter you are so sweet to me and my mom so I trust you completly, hope you will do me the honour We will see tomorrow my dear, I take you in my arms to bring you back into the arms of old Morpheus We will share my single bed for the rest of this night – we will be as spoons together to rest now I get a bit of an erection when naughty Natalie wriggles her bottom to warm her bums at my belly I am good enough at 'Tantra sex' to keep my pole close to her holy holes while we both get a restI wake up with a hard-on as nice naughty Natalie experiments in some sexy sucking experience I wake up from some movement by Natalie but I do not show it to her, curious for what she will do I feel how she first tries to grab behind her back for my mighty member and next turns over to me She wants a full view so she pulls back the sheets to take a good look at my big brown bent banana She tries to remember and imitate what she had seen her mom Susan do to me with her hands and lips I need my full Tantra experience to keep control not to explode right away in her munching mouth! I grab her hair to pull her face back, yawn …
Justine & The Truckers by loyalsock
Last weekend we (my wife Justine and I) had driven a long haul. We had finished up a two week road trip from Fort Worth to Virginia and back to Fort Worth. We drove the entire trip back from Virginia in about a day. About 10 hours into the trip my wife was just laying back in the seat listening to the radio as I rubbed her leg. She surprised me by opening up her legs and allowing me to rub her thigh. It felt so warm and smooth that I spent at least a half hour touching the inside of her firm thigh. She wore a very loose fitting pair of cut off sweat pants without panties (for travel comfort). Every time one of my fingers came close to her pussy I could feel how warm it was becoming. I traced my finger along the edge of her quickly swelling pussy lips she closed her eyes and opened her thighs even wider. My wife is trim but has the fattest pussy lips I have ever seen. Her thick, fat, pussy lips are accentuated by the fact that she shaves her pussy bare. Seeing that she was enjoying herself I cupped her pussy with my hand and began to slowly rub it. She began to moan very softly. As my fingers began to explore her pussy I was blown away by how wet she had become. I knew from here that things were going to get very intense. After stroking her soaking bare pussy I began to move my hand up her body. Doing this and driving was easier then I thought. The roads through this section of Tennessee were very straight and empty. As I began to touch her warm soft stomach I noticed that …
OHGirl & Velvet: Mother & Daughter Porn St
Velvet: It had been 6 weeks since I had been back home to see my daughter and her father, Mikey. He had been taking care of our c***d and my four siblings, with the help of three nannies, while my mom and I were shooting a reality film for our porn company. We had both been shooting films for the company too and I had just finished my Velvet: Size Queen series of videos. I had shot 25 sex scenes in the last 4 weeks, the majority of them gangbang films featuring men with 10 inches or more. I was also filming for our reality video at the same time and it was tentatively titled “All in the Porn f****y” and was to feature my mom and I as we lived day to day and had sex with my new husband and my b*****r, along with a variety of other men, with whom I had been lovers. The show followed us as we worked in the porn industry and handled our daily life of sex with a multitude of men, including our f****y members. The show also followed my pregnancy and how I worried about who the father was. I was currently four months pregnant and had already begun to show. When I returned back to Columbus, I was going to visit my OBGyn to follow up on my prenatal care. I hadn’t begun to show until I was nearly 7 months pregnant during my first pregnancy and my stomach was already showing up and had to be hidden during my final three sex scenes for my new porn series. My hormones were raging as per expected and I was constantly fucking for the camera during our reality filming. It was very over …
Brazilian Teenager, Part 1
I lived in Brazil for a number of years, and a certain beach in a certain city was one of the best places to hang out. I was on the beach, chilling with a beer and watching the world slip by. My glasses were hiding my eyes, which are scanning the beach for female flesh. There are lots of it around as it was a nice Friday and lots of female flesh of all ages was on show. Some old wrinkly grannies, some MILFs, some 20-somethings and a lot of younger girls too. I had to turn over to hide my growing thick cock. As I did, I see a group of girls just behind me, giggling, and playing jokes with each other. I am not sure if they had seen my hard-on, but now I felt safe it was hidden from view. I did know that it was burrowing into my towel and into the sand, and with a little hip movement it started to feel good. I needed to be careful not to get and sand under the rim, but the sensation felt great. I also had, not 10 feet away, some female flesh bouncing around. It was difficult o place their ages – they were older than fifteen but seemed younger than eighteen – some breasts were nicely formed but mostly they seemed to be small. And the bikini bottoms gave no clues – no stray hairs on view. Well, I tried to keep a low profile, not drawing attention that I was simulating fucking my towel as I watched them. I was horny and after a while I managed to get my cock to one side of my trunks and I really started to spurt and spurt out spunk. Perfect. After a while I pulled back my trunks …
MY WIFE AND THE NO-GOOD LYING SCUMBAG–Part 1
MY WIFE AND THE NO-GOOD LYING SCUMBAG CHAPTER 1 My wife Jennie and I had always enjoyed a fantastic sex life, beginning when we first met during our senior year of high school. If anything, she was more aggressive and much hornier than I was. She was tall—almost five feet ten inches—and slender with fantastic symmetrical C-cup breasts and a tight muscular ass to die for. She reminded me of the swimsuit models in Sports Illustrated and I wasn’t the only boy in high school who thought that. Jennie was Homecoming Queen and voted most popular yet I was the only senior she ever dated—what incredible luck. I thought I was the luckiest guy in the world when she agreed to go steady with me. I had always considered myself ordinary—six feet, 170 pounds with unruly light brown hair and pale blue eyes in contrast to her natural blond hair and sparkling green eyes. I was thrilled when she agreed to attend the same university as me. My parents weren’t rich; I had to attend a state school. It was good, but it wasn’t Harvard or Yale or even Williams or Amherst. It was just SUNY—the State University of New York at Albany, reputedly the best of the state universities in New York. Jennie’s parents weren’t rich either, but they had more money than mine. They had two cars to our one and they got a new one every three years. Ours had to last for at least six before Dad would even think of replacing it. Jennie had new clothes several times a year. I wore mine until they didn’t fit then they went …
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 …
A Simple Deliverance
It was a deliverance, A redemption, And she was liberated At last, At long last, From servitude to the god of despondency. Her eyes, It was her eyes that he accepted As a mirror of her soul And accepted the difficult But charitable Chore of responsibility For a soul Almost Lost In the dark shadows of slavery To her only knowing, Her world, Her life. He would try To take her hand, For guidance, Towards the bearings of a path to Freedom, To a rising up and Transcendence, At last. Never judging, Just accepting, And wishing the change to become the real, The reality, The verisimilitude of splendid life that one should know, All should know, But at least this one, This soul In turmoil, In pain, Might finally, at long last, know. And she glowed, After accepting the truth, the offering, The benefaction, She shone And became his gift In kind, reciprocal, As they danced The steps of energetic elation For life and love. It lasted for awhile, And ended, As it does, When you offer it all and it is taken, But sometimes rejected For something other, Something better, Now that the burden was gone, He had lifted it, And she tripped away on swiftly moving feet, Now free To be what she would be. His joy was in the release, the freeing, the liberation, And tears were Just Tears of joy, For her, For what she could be, And would be. Free to be all that she would be, All that she should be, All that he could see, As he lifted his head high In pride. He had done his duty, He had done it all, and more, And she was now All he had ever wanted. All.
Married Slut from Work
There was an older woman from work that had a reputation as getting a little bit slutty when she drank. I caught a few glimpses of it over the year or so I worked there. One night at our holiday party she cornered me and started asking me all types of personal questions. She made a few comments that I knew she made to get a message across. Then one night at an after work gathering she told me she was in a very creepy mood and that she wanted my number. I had a buzz going and said sure why not. She sent me a couple of d***k texts that night trying to get me to get dirty. I didn't really take the bait that night, but a couple of weeks later she texted me and I eventually got her to send me some naughty pics. Nothing really happened after that until one crazy night. We had a company outing and everyone went out after for drinks. It was starting to die down and I was getting ready to leave as there were only a few people left. I then got a text that said "you should walk me to my car." I asked why that was and she said she wanted to show me just how good she was and how many talents that she had. I pushed back and she said that if I ever had a chance tonight was the night. She said meet me in five minutes. I left and waited for everyone else to leave and then headed out to my car to think about what I should do. Finally I got a text that said I want your cock in my mouth. That's all it took. I got into her car and made it clear that this never happened. She agreed since she was …
Sam 01
Nairn wasn’t a very exciting place it was filled with pensioners who were there to enjoy the beaches and golf that the surrounding area had to offer, in short it was a sleepy retirement village. Although there were some children, in the fourth year of the academy there was a guy called Sam. Sam was almost the typical jock but being Scottish he would scoff at the term jock calling all that used it a “Yankee”. Aside from that he was also very intelligent as well as a flanker for the school rugby team and the captain of the highland wildcats an American football team. All this contact sport meant he spent a lot of the time at the gym not just working on the six pack that made him so desirable to the opposite sex but also on his arms and legs making him incredibly strong but not stocky in the slightest, he was in short what most people envied a tall strong rugby player with hopes for playing for the best international teams. Sam loved sports, more than that he lived for them but the other thing he lived for was girls. Sam had set his sights on one girl in particular she was in the same year as him but almost a year younger having just turned fifteen with Sam becoming sixteen in a couple of weeks. Her name was Hannah and despite being one of the youngest girls in the she was one of the most developed in all the right areas. Through years of athletics training at a national level, Hannah’s ass was of volleyball quality in shape and texture with legs that could have belonged to a …
Extreme Sex Pleasures With My Boss’s Desperate Wife
Hi friends. I’m Ajay. I’m 25 years old and I’m here to share with you the unforgettable sex barrage I faced with my boss’s wife Maria who was so desperate for a long duration intercourse. She is 28 years old and looks really hot with a beautiful face wheatish complexion, cylindrical arms and a pear shaped figure. The incident happened when I was on a business trip to Nasik where my boss stays. I had a room booked in a hotel which was just about a 5 minute walk from my boss’s place. We got introduced to each other after the very first day of work at Nasik when I visited my boss’s place for dinner. As my boss introduced me to Maria, she first shook hands with me and gave an extended smile at me which I did not think about much. But I was stunned when I saw her for the first time. She was very beautiful but I was in an awkward position that my boss was around and I could not take a real deep look at her. But she kept looking at me in a way that I felt she is interested in me. We finished the dinner and I left the place wishing good night to both my boss and Maria. As I wished her, she gave a big blushing smile wishing me good night. That increased my hopes that she is interested in me but neither could I get close to her nor could I confirm her feelings in any way. I returned to my room and started watching tv. After sometime, I received a whatsapp message from her saying “Hi. This is Maria. Stay in touch.” I got confused for the third time. I replied her saying “Sure. We’ll be …