Jim's week had been too long, after destroying the last of the Krong, he begun to destroy all the planets that held the bug like creatures that had infused spies on the imperial planet into weaker humans. True it had been a shock to find out that there were different species of them, still it hadn't deterred his absolute hatred of all of them. With the Krong wiped out the only ones to worry about now was their allies the Krang, Jim knew it wouldn't be long before they came after him full force. So far they'd been lucky the pattern of movement they were on was erratic at best. Jim had destroyed almost half of the fueling stations in the sector of the alien space, so at best there were a lot of mad bugs out there. At worst almost every warrior race would be coming for them, Jim decided to head back to the empire planet, besides Amber couldn't be absent much longer without the fleet setting out to find her. Once inside imperial space the empress was updated about everything that had happened in her absence. Sighing she wished that this could be quicker this was the most she'd spent with Jim since she gotten pregnant again, damn that man could fuck! Settling into orbit Jim looked over all the information they had gathered, especially the new allies that Amber had made. What was it they'd called them selves? The Creca? Against his better judgement Jim decided to wait and see but all his hatred for any of the bug races was still writhing near the surface. Amber was almost afraid …
Sarah and Daddy part 2
Feeling like I was Adam being tempted by Eve to nibble on the forbidden fruit, I was eager for another look. The next day, my mind wouldn't let it go, and I rationalized it like I was just going to watch, that was all. Around 11 PM, Sarah said good night to me, and she went upstairs to bed. A few minutes later, I quickly stripped down in my bedroom. I eased open my door, and took a look down the hall. Sarah's door was open a bit, just like last night. Picking up a towel to shoot my load into, I crept silently down the hall, and peered in. I could feel my cock swelling up quickly. Sarah had bunched up two pillows, and on the top pillow, she had a 7 inch dildo perched, ready for action. She said, "Too bad Jim, but since you're not my boyfriend any longer, no cherry plucking for you." I watched as she swung into position, squatting above the pillows, the dildo ready for use. She growled huskily, "Yeah, this should do it. Unless…" Her eyes moved away from the mirror, and looked right into my eye peering through the doorway. "…my Daddy would like to have the honor of taking my virginity. Yes Daddy, I can see you, I saw you last night, I wanted you to look, I wanted you to see. Did you like seeing your daughter playing with herself? It made me feel so sexy and hot, knowing that my Daddy was watching me, I hoped you stroked your cock while you were watching. Now, I want my Daddy to deflower me, not some hard, impersonal piece of rubber. Come in here Daddy, please, I want you so …
Beach fun with ex-gf
Hi All, New to this site but hope to make some decent friends and share some fun – here's a quick story about the first time my ex and I let other people watch us play with each other. It makes me horny when I remember it and my ex gf became a lot kinkier and wasn't as shy as she had been beforehand. We were on holiday and were spending the morning at the beach. There was an older couple near to us that smiled and said hello to us as we lay our towels down near to them. I watched as they both watched as my girlfriend took of her skirt, revealing her new white bikini that was almost see through. The woman next to us rolled onto her side and adjusted her bathing suit, fondling her big tits slowly for me to see. Her husbands cock was semi hard under his underwear he was wearing instead of bathers. They kept perving on us as we rubbed suncream on each other and I didn't mind letting them watch as I slowly applied the suncream, sliding my gf's bathers up her ass crack and gently rubbing her bum and sliding my hands up against her pussy and she spread her legs apart not noticing the older couple watching. A lady wearing only a black g-string under her white sarong walked past along the beach and glanced casually looked down as I finished applying the last of the suncream onto my gf's back – her bathers nicely wedged up her cute ass and her legs parted enough for the lady to catch a glimpse of her white bikini fabric pressed tight against her juicy pussy lips. My gf facing towards …
My wife and her lover
Our lover… Today started out like any other day. Alarm 4a.m work day up dressed out the door nothing particularly interesting happened during the day it wasn't until I was pulling up at home in my van I noticed an extremely hot lady sitting in a small car next to my van she was very attractive blonde lady with smudged lipstick and messy hair she was smiling at me her eyes were locked onto mine it started to get a little uncomfortable as if she was inviting me into her mind I turned and got out the van and went inside as she drove off. It played on my mind all night as I clearly had a sexual attraction to this blonde messy lady but tried to push it to the back of my mind I am a married man after all. The next morning I woke up with no alarm as it was a Saturday and as always sat mornings I go for a nice run through my local woodlands a treat after a hard week kissed my wife and off I went. My routes to and through the woodlands are much the same each time so this particular morning as I enter the wood I see a lady just in front of me wearing tight yoga pants and tank top running a slow pace. My eyes are automatically drawn to here rear behind and what an arse it was bouncing each cheek as she moved something oddly familiar about her. I got closer she stopped turns and rested on her knees it clicks it was the blonde girl from outside my house yesterday as get closer she looks at me and smiles on my approach and says excuse me do you have any water I forgot mine and I'm …
Chanel and Ethan 20
On the way to get food, Ethan and I ride alone, arguing who's aim was better. We meet his friends and get in line to order, all of us stained with neon colors. I stand next to Ethan, not bothering to look at the menu. I already know what I want. In ‘N’ Out is my favorite cheat food. Michael comes on my other side and bumps his arm into my shoulder. “I still can’t believe you shot me in the ass,” he teases me and I laugh recalling his answering squeal. “You almost got me in the face. That hay bale by my head was covered in green,” I scold him. However, that’s not saying I was lucky by any means. I could feel a few welts beginning to form on my skin beneath my clothes. “Hey, it’s not my fault your face is a magnet,” Michael winks at me. “It’s not my fault you have bad aim,” I quip and suddenly Ethan’s arm is around my waist and he’s pulling me away. “Stop flirting with her,” Ethan berates Michael and plants me in front of him, my back against his chest. I chuckle and shake my head while they facetiously argue, but don’t make an attempt to move. I place my hands on his hard forearms and he squeezes me gently. I don’t mind being so close to him in public, and I’m secretly wondering if it’s him protecting me from his friends, or if he genuinely wants to be touching me. Being this way with me seems effortless for him. It’s probably both. I find a table and we start munching our burgers and fries. Ethan wouldn’t let me pay for myself. The guys start talking about their plans …
Valentine Amour
Valentine amour, is golden as the sun in the morning Precious as a child’s vision of life, so caring Valentine, is given to a special sweetheart The amour we impart Valentine proclaim, for all to see, Amour It float in the air so pure Valentine, say “Will You Be Mine” Life will be divine Our souls are entwine My Valentine Amour is thine Valentine, is true The first was so new That, we just knew A dream had come true Valentine, has been given to many over time Many have been received over a lifetime Each had the hope of wonderment Brimming with fulfillment Just Be My Valentine Amour
her first time
I was dating Dee a recently divorced 5 6 natural blond with new swimmers body. She had been married and got divorced when she found her husband had lost interest in her and was involved with someone else. She was angry and frustrated and very niece. she was 38 and had only had sex with her husband and one other man. She was ready to act out and try new things. She said her ex had never liked oral sex and had not had sex with her but 3 or 4 times in 15yrs. She was not pretty but had beautiful legs and was ready for anything. The first thing i did was take her home and stip her naked and check out her body. She had small pointy tits but a neat blond triangle which was really hairy. I told her to blow me and she said she didm t know how so i said just stick in you mouth and suck/// Well she started and it wan t long till she really got into it and i finger fucked her real hard and she came in my hand and I popped in her mouth and she swallowed her first load of cum. She smiled and i said well what do you the and she said IT WAS FUN So I new it was going to be interesting. Well I told her lick my balls until I got hard again so i could fuck her. And she just bent down and told me to tell her what to do. I told her to get on her knees and face me and just put her face between my thighs and lick em like a loopy pop and get em all wet and juack my cock off until i got hard again. Well she got into it and i was hard in no time and told her to climb up on it and wanted to fuck her …
Asian for black and white (A threesome story)
After years spent living in China, I had found my perfect match. Petite like all Asians, my little China doll was 22 years younger than I was and we spent every hour together. Also like other Asian ladies, she had those gorgeous almond eyes, silky shiny black hair, and the sweet demeanor bordering on shyness. One thing that set my jewel apart was her breasts; tiny like other Chinese, but nipples to die for! I loved her large puffy areolas and the long meaty nipples that were heaven to suck on. She could come just from having her breasts fondled and nipples sucked. Her name was Jie, and she and I traveled China and the rest of Asia in search of fun and adventure. We often got odd looks as I am a 6'4" 220 pound American, and aside from being a foreigner, I towered over my 5'2" Jie. I loved that I could pick up my petite 105 pound lover and sit her on my hard cock while lying on my back in bed. Jie looked so fine sitting astride me with her fabulous firm titties barely moving as we fucked. Her nipples seemed to grow even more if that was possible, proudly erect and drilling hot holes into my palms. Often we fantasized about having other lover join us in bed. At first it was a rather common fantasy, either a male or a female, and we both enjoyed the fantasies. Later I started to think of a male lover who would be black and massively endowed, but for a long time kept that aspect to myself. I was afraid the tremendous difference in color and the pussy stretching cock would …
One Rainy Evening Part 12
As they were shown into the private dining room at Zwei Steine Deli, the three people who were already there stood and warmly greeted Bobby, Bobbie and Janet. Sara immediately walked over to Bobby and kissed his cheek and gave him a loving hug, thanking him from the bottom of her heart. Her father, Jack, also walked over and shook his hand and gave him a hug, tears running and unable to speak because of his emotional state. Sara's mother, Rachael, kissed his cheek and thanked him for his thinking and actions, tears also pouring down her face. After a minute or so, the Frankel parents overcame their emotions and gleefully greeted the three new friends-to-be. Sara asked Bobby if she could have a moment in private with him and he told her that she could. They walked over to a far corner and sat down across a table from each other. "Mr. Thomas, you were like a guardian angel for me when you rescued me from that creature. I will be forever in your debt for what you did," Sara said, quietly. "Sara, I am so sorry that I didn't get there in time to prevent him from doing what he did to you. I have already had nightmares about it," Bobby told her softly, tears streaming down his face. "Mr. Thomas, the important thing is that you were able to stop him from probably getting me pregnant. How could you have done more? He had just gotten his penis barely into me when you stopped him," Sara added. "But he took from you something that you will never again have and I feel responsible," Bobby …
3 oclock In The Morning
I just had to get this down, it happened just hours ago but seems like such a blur really, so exciting though… It was the middle of the night when I was sweetly woken up by my husband kissing my neck, his hands roaming over my body. I managed a glance at the clock through sl**p blurred eyes, it was just after 3 AM. I rolled over to face him. 'Whats all this?' I asked, slightly breathless, my pussy already getting hot and a bit wet. 'I woke up, that's all, and…' he kissed me deeply and I felt his erection press hard against my belly, 'Well, you can figure out the rest' he said slyly. He pushed me onto my back and began to kiss down my body, stopping to suck on my nipples for a time, nibbling on them gently and taking each one deep into his mouth. Then on down, kissing and kneading my belly, worshiping it for endless blissful minutes. He finally reached my pussy, obviously where he wanted to end up, and lightly sucked on my lips as he parted them with his fingers. He seemed to get even more excited to find my slippery wetness, my juices already flowing out and down the crack of my ass. He slid a couple fingers inside me, moving them purposefully around the depths of my hole while he licked and sucked on my clit. I moaned loudly 'Oh god, don't stop!' With me still in a sl**py daze, it didn't take him long at all to make me cum in an almost euphoric, out of body orgasm. He lapped up every drop of my cum and quickly came back up and kissed me hard, darting his tongue into my …
Lesson Plans
When we arrive to your hotel, I gather my skirts teasingly on my exit. You don’t bother to muffle your tortured groan as my back arches upon standing. I stretch after the half-hour ride, arms to the sky. The wait is drawing on my patience, and admittedly I’m looking forward to a nice drink and romp by the night’s end. A murmured ‘thanks’ and metallic door slam mark the end of our taxi excursion. “Baby,” you call conspiratorially from behind. I face you with a heady look, biting my lip. It stops you in your tracks. “Bad girl,” are the words I’ve been craving to hear, though you growl them as several people wander by. I could not care less what their opinions are on your lust. I much rather prefer to know yours. I blow you a kiss, taking you by the hand into the lobby. ________________________________________ I always have a sardonic appreciation for the easy listening muzak in elevators, but you make me gasp for air laughing when you start air guitar-ing by the fifth floor. We’re situated on the ninth, in a suite that most impressed me with its variety of furniture and view of D.C. across the river. I do enjoy the finer things sometimes. We reach our floor in a dramatic flourish, as you take a sweeping bow and nearly head-butt the frightened housekeeper upon stepping out. I cover my mouth to hide giggling during your heartfelt apology. Embarrassment turns you a nice shade of crimson. It doesn’t escape my mind how red you may turn otherwise. She hustles off, calling you a …
Did s*s Start it or Me
I guess I'll start with my s****r first, she stood about five feet at the time this happened, and her tits were about a B cup with eraser size nipples, maybe a tad bigger if any, light brown hair down to the middle of her back, a nice little tight sexy round butt that a quarter could be bounced off from, and blue eyes. She wasn't the smallest chested girl, yet not the biggest either, comepared to the other girls her age in school. By the way, her name is Marry. Now for me, I was only about five feet three inches at the time and still skinny, comepared to the other k**s in school my age. The boys in my school wouldn't let me play with them, like baseball or football, which baseball is what I liked better of the two. My s****r and I got along good without a lot of fighting or bickering back and forth, like most b*****rs and s****rs seem to do. We did have our moments, but we would say what we wanted to say about the matter then move on, to other more pleasing things. Usually s*s did her thing and I did my thing, but we did do a lot of things together. The thing that happened is on the last day of school, that started our summer vacation from school. Marry was a grade behind me in high school, so she got out the same times I did and on the last day, we got out early so we could start our summer off for the season. The girls in school all had on either short dress', skirts, or short shorts, that showed off a lot of their legs and even, got a few upskirt shots too, which made me …
A Mother Confessions
My son is 24. Two months ago he called me and said that he had got on hurt playing flag football. He said that he tore his groin and that he was on crutches and needed bed rest for a few days. He asked if he could come to my house to recover and so I could help him with any of his needs. I told him that was fine. A few hours later, his friend dropped him off and helped him into my house. He brought along a gel pack that you put in the freezer for an hour or so until it hardens. Three times a day he needed to ice his groin area. He asked me to wrap the ice pack around a bowl so that when it hardens, it is rounded to fit on his thigh. While we were waiting for the ice pack, we sat and chatted and got up. I only see him every few months. After a half hour or so he said he wanted to go to his room and lay down and asked if I would bring in the ice pack when it hardened. He was on pain meds and I could tell he was a little high, so it made sense he wanted to lay down. An hour later I checked it and it was very firm and had taken a good round shape. I took it from the freezer and went to his room. This is where things changed forever for me. When I walked into his room, Eric was laying on the bed with the bedspread pulled over him and there was this big rise in the spread right in his crotch area. I sat on the edge of the bed and handed him the ice pack. He asked me if I could put it on for him. I was a little hesitant as it needed to go to the top of his groin, but I said sure. …
High School Virgin
He was timid, a loner with only one friend in the world. He wasn't mentally off or a social castoff but he never seemed to attract friends or interact with others very much. He was an excellent high school student, all his teachers were proud of his work and the depth of the education he absorbed, much more than the crowds of young lusty excitable teens that surrounded him. School for them was a gathering place, somewhere to socialize with the other gender, Monday through Thursday at school were for planning Fridays and Saturdays, not for Math and English. He could speak three languages fluently, his mind thrived on Calculus, History was a weekend reading passion. At seventeen my brother was probably the most intelligent and educated person I knew. I envied his mind because after two years of college I was barely keeping enough momentum in my courses to continue into the third year. I had to admit I might do better if I spent more time studying than at parties. I was home from college between terms when I approached Wallace, “I need your help, I have to get better in school or I'll flunk out, I need to study better, to be more interested in the courses, not in my boyfriends. How do you do it, how to you devote all your time to learning something?” My brother blushed red, not an unusual reaction when anyone talked to him, “I don't know Sis, I just find books a lot more interesting than all the kids around here, I mean they only talk about stupid stuff like those lousy reality …
How You Became My Slave. Part 2
I lay you down on the bed and retrieve a soft plush towel from the bathroom. Starting at your shoulders, I begin to slowly towel off your body, gently wiping the beads of water from your soft skin. Your head is still spinning from your orgasm and you close your eyes to savor the feeling of being pampered. You know that it can’t last, fear that it won’t. This is just a phase, no slave gets treated this well, at least not long term. You have been taught that Masters are very controlling and unpredictable. You know better than to allow yourself to feel such comfort, but for the moment you indulge yourself in the pleasure of the soft towel caressing your skin, gliding over your breasts, down your tummy, over your hips with such slow and deliberate movements. You feel me pick up your leg as I run the towel along the outside from your hips to your feet, then parting your legs some as I move the towel up your inner thigh. You feel the petals of your virgin flower open with your legs and you blush when the air greets your wetness. You wonder if you will ever get used to being so exposed. The towel glides softly between your legs, over your womanhood, then back down the other side and down your other leg. I gently roll you over face down, and dry off the back of your legs, your buttocks and back. I turn you around again and tell you to sit up. I have a second towel in my hand, and I hand it to you. “Dry your hair while you watch me dry myself off,” I tell you. My body is still …
Horny Hermione – Slughorns Slut
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the “Harry Potter” characters. These stories are strictly for ‘entertainment’ purposes. Don’t sue me, I have no money. WARNING: These stories are just fantasies but we’ll be dealing with mind-control, non-consent, public sex, and whatever else I want to right. Heed any warnings I put up. I’ll try to make each story in the series a stand-alone so if you don’t like something happening in it, you can just go to the next series. I will be altering facts to suit my purpose. This is Hermione’s 7th year. Book 7 hasn’t happened. So they’re all at the school. McGonagall is headmistress, Snape teaches DADA and was never seen killing Dumbledore, etc, etc, etc. Hermione is 17 years old in this and she’ll always be with older men, Lucius, teachers, etc. If that’s not what you’re looking for, this isn’t the story for you. Coupling: Hermione/Slughorn. ~*~ Early the next day, Hermione slipped out of Gryffindor common room before most people were up. She hadn’t dared chanced going to the Greenhouses again after her encounter with Mr. Filch. The thought still left her feeling dirty and horny all at the same time. Disgusted with herself, she ran as quickly as she could down the steps, her large breasts jiggling with every step. As much as she’d tried, none of her bras fit anymore. None of her clothes for that matter. Her shirts were too tight, leaving buttons gaping in the front over her massive boobs and her skirts were now scandalously short. Holding her cloak …
A young mistress
I must have been about 59 when it started. Quietly at first, but it became the biggest sexual relationship ever for me. I saw her picture on a website as an e****t. But there was something about her from the beginning that attracted me. Firstly she was young – just 19, training to be a nurse. Her picture was rather demure, long auburn hair, bending slightly forward at the waist, revealing a nice cleavage. There were no other photos. No nude or semi-nude ones. But yet, although not used to go with e****ts, I felt I needed to contact her. I did. All she knew about me was that I was a retired teacher – in fact that probably was one of the reasons she was keen to meet me, because as you will learn, it was a teacher that started her on her quest for sex with older men. The first time we met in Cardiff she could not accomodate me at her flat because her flat mate was there. So we had do with the car. We found a quiet spot in a public car park. She was small, a little chubby and I soon found out that her tits were simply gorgeous. Just the mounds to cover and squeeze with one hand, making her nipples hard, and so, so suckable. But it was kissing that started us off. She was a fabulous kisser, and soon our tongues were almost throating each other. I had to come up for air. I could see that we were not going to fuck in the front seat of my car. But she was moaning and I took one hand from one gorgeous tit, whilst still tonguing her and slipped it under her skirt. Her legs were bare, …
Sissys Breaking out (My first sissy experien
My name is Nichole and IM laying on my stomach thinking only one thing…the name Wayne. and feeling a deep ache that brought a smile to my face every time i feel it when i move or cough. You see I have just been taken by an athletic, well hung BBC. As i get up and head to the bathroom i think of how crazy it was that this just happened, where had it all started though? My girlfriend had cheated on me with a cook from a restaurant that I worked at, and i was absolutely devastated. My ego was destroyed, i had given my life to her, and she was still looking to get dicked down by somebody else. I found a new filthy thrill in Cuckold porn videos, i would watch them after texting her and would get a rush "knowing" that in these videos these guys were feeling the same pain i did knowing the girl is under some other guy and being powerless to stop it. Than in the Cuckold section of Xhamster i saw a video called Sissy Cuckold Training. It was like nothing I had ever seen before! A video trying to convince me that I didnt want a warm and inviting pussy any more but that i wanted to suck a cock. "Preposterous! I wont watch that wierd video again" and i went on with my porn life watching cuckold and cheating videos, with some bdsm thrown in. and than i see another sissy video, I decide to see what its about if its anything like the last one i had watched, and this one was similar, But instead of a compilation of girls sucking dick and sissys, it was a scene where a girl was exploring a …
Full Moon Fuck
I’m at a lovely little B&B in Vermont with Sarah, the same lady I wrote about bending over the pool table in her hotel suite. This is fairly early in what was to become a four-year affair. I’m married, she’s freshly divorced. She’s ten years older than me, and, at the time, the most sexually open and adventurous woman I’ve been with. She loves to fuck, and is not shy about letting me know when she needs some cock. My sex life in my marriage is pathetic, to say the least, so I’m more than happy to give Sarah’s insatiable cunt as much attention as it needs. We live quite a ways apart from each other so our get-togethers are rare. This trip to Vermont is our first time together in a couple of months. Appropriate excuses have been made to my wife and Sarah’s son about this getaway. To say that we’re both ready for some sex is putting it mildly. We arrive at the inn after dark. Takes us awhile to find it, as it’s on a back road. We imagine that the countryside around there is beautiful, but for now we really can’t tell. We check into our room, and find that it’s as lovely as we’d hoped. The inn is an old farmhouse. The room is spacious, with a high ceiling, and big windows that look out onto the grounds…not that we can see anything out there in the darkness, nor do we really care just now. Scenery is not what’s on our minds. We’re more interested in trying out the big king-sized bed. We set down our bags, practically tear each other’s clothes off, and fall onto the bed. She goes …
Me, 2 BBWs and a Strap On – BBBBTS
Buck's Big Boob Bed Time Stories…. Me, 2 BBW's and a Strap On…. I had just moved into a small town house, about a month ago. There were forty units that shared a pool, workout room, and small laundry room. All were free to use. It was just based on first come, first serve. The hours were from 9am to 9pm. It was close to 7pm on Friday night. I gathered all my dirty clothes from my town house. I placed them in a big canvas bag. Grabbed some laundry soap and headed to the laundry room. I was wearing a blue t-shirt and a pair of grey sweat pants. I slipped on some flip flops. It took me 5 minutes to walk to the laundry room. I used my key to get in. I separated the white's, and the dark clothes. I added some detergent and then sat at the far end of the laundry room. A few minutes later the door the laundry room opened. A big bag of clothes rolled in. A few minutes later another bag rolled in. Then a girl walked in. She was in her early twenties. Long curly bleach blonde hair. She was maybe 5ft 6. She was wearing a super tight grey college t-shirt, that stretched over her large breast. She had on a matching grey pair of sweat pants, that were stretched over her big thick thighs. She was wearing some dark blue flip flops. She bent over. Her sweat pants pulled down, showing off a small white thong. She had a nice big ass to match her voluptuous body. I smiled. "Hi! Do you need some help?" I said. She said nothing. I then saw she was wearing some tiny earphones. She was …
black co-workers
Yes, I know that one should practice safe sex and I'll never do anything this crazy again, but it was a spur of the moment thing and alcohol clouded my judgment. What can I say? I am 27 years of age and I was married at 18. I'd never been with another man, until several months ago. I am often teased about my red hair and a slight sprinkling of freckles and my 38-D tits. At my place of employment we work different shifts. There are a lot of blacks working the swing shift, and I've become friends with some of them over the past couple of years. One is an especially good friend. Jeff and I often joked and talked about sex. We'd k** each other about interracial sex and what our baby might look like. He was so black and I was so white neither of us could quite imagine what our c***d would look like. Yeah, I know this was a strange relationship, but I was attracted to Jeff and we k**ded all the time like that. Anyway, one night after working the swing shift, we got off at midnight. We joked and flirted about going out to a nightclub. My husband was over until very late visiting his f****y across town and for some reason I decided to take Jeff's joke seriously and accepted his offer to go out, saying that I had time for a couple of drinks. I figured that I would still be home before my husband and I was attracted to Jeff. We went to a local club a mile or so away from work, with a couple of Jeff's friends and Jeff and I sat in the back seat of the car. I guess I expected something …
Zipties
She’d known this was coming for days now. Maybe even weeks. She’d called in sick to work a couple of times, completely out of character, begging off with giddy lies of a bad cold. Walking around in public felt dangerous, she covered up, baggy jeans and a sloppy jumper with nothing on underneath, every time the wind gusted it made her shiver helplessly, turning her nipples to glass. She was timid, anxious; hiding behind her hair, big scared eyes looking out at the world behind a screen. She felt transparent. She wondered if anyone could tell. No appetite. Sleeping badly. Binge reading erotica until it seemed like her brain would melt. Pacing around her house, restless and filled with buzzing tension, sinking her fingernails into her palms. It turned out the decision had been made long ago, she thought briefly as she picked up items almost unconsciously, shoving them in her pockets, and then shut off that train of thought to let her mind float away. Looking around. Door locked, she left. It took two buses to get to the highway, her curled up in the back seat, blinking against the fluorescent glare. She kept kicking herself for having forgotten a book, but then she’d think about what she was about to do, and how on earth would she be able to carry a book when her hands would be all.. and then she’d have to bite her lip until she got the shakes under control. Streetlights passing outside, slowing down, stop 108, this was her. Stumbling down the aisle, automatically thanking the …
Walked In On Sarah Getting Fucked By A BBC (True)
This is a true story of something that happened a couple weeks ago and there was no way I wasn't going to share. It involves Sarah so I really hope you all enjoy guys and gals. Sarah and I are still happily together spending time at my place when she gets off of work. It had been awhile since I had seen Sarah with another man because it was something that Sarah admitted she didn't like doing all the time. Usually Sarah would let me know in advance if there was a guy she wanted to fuck or if there was a friend of mine that I really wanted to watch her with. One night I was at work close to getting off and was excited because Sarah was going to come over and I was horny as hell and couldn't wait to get home to fuck her brains out. When I got off of work I text Sarah to let her know I was on my way eagerly anticipating to fuck her little pussy but got no response. I got to my apartment and saw her car out front so I made my way upstairs and when I got into the apartment there was silence. I looked around before walking down the hall to my bedroom thinking maybe she was already in there ready for me. I grinned and opened the door when I saw Sarah laying on her back on the bed getting fucked by a large black guy. My cock instantly went up as Sarah and the guy looked at me with grins on there faced before getting back to fucking. Sarah had her arms around the guy back moaning loudly as he slammed his cock into her over and over. Her legs were kicking on the bed and her feel were …
TRINA FUCKS MY DADDY – PART 2
* We left off with Trina giving Lynn’s dad a blow job after he licked her pussy. Lynn was watching all this hidden at the top of the dark stairs….. ———- Lynn…. I was back in my bed now, rubbing my pussy. Trina came and crawled in bed with me naked. She snuggled up to me and ask me if I saw everything. I told her ‘Yes!’, and how hot it was. “Your daddy showed me so many new things. I’ll never forget this night. I wish you could have him do it for…. would you want him to do that to you?” she asked. Of course I said “Yes!” She smiled and said: “Oh Lynn,…. he gave me the mega hots and tingles. His tongue can do things to my pussy I never dreamed of. I’m pretty sure I had one of those ‘orgasms’, because it felt so damn good. Getting to feel his big hardon was so awesome and sucking on it got me so hot. I didn’t know guy’s cum came shooting out and your daddy’s was hot in my mouth. The taste was exciting and I had to swallow before he put my mouth back on it. It was warm and I liked the feeling. She had a plan. She would play like she was my daddy and ‘do me’ like he did her pussy. We turned out the light and got under the covers. She took off my nightie. She laid me down on my back and started feeling my titties. She pretended she was my daddy and tongue kissed me. I started getting those hot feelings again. She moved down and sucked my titties so hot. She kept going down and parted my legs wide. She did to me what he did to her. I felt her tongue going up and down my …
Lesbian sex
I couldn’t get the image out of my head. It’d been a week since I’d seen her. Since she’d kissed me. And I still couldn’t get that image out of my head. Us. Together. I’d never been with a woman before. The whole idea seemed absurd. I was married. I was happy. My sex life was great. But the thought of being with her – kissing her, touching her, licking her – I just couldn’t get her out of my mind. I wanted her. I wanted to taste her. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted her to fuck me. I picked up my phone. It was 9pm on a Saturday. I was home alone – my husband was away on a business trip – and I was starting to feel tipsy halfway through my third glass of wine. It was only 8pm on the West coast – where my husband was for business – so I called him. “Hey Emma.” he picked up after the second ring. I could hear bar noise in the background. He was obviously out having drinks with his work buddies. “Hey,” I squeaked. “What’s wrong?” He could instantly tell something was up. I wasn’t my usual bubbly self. “Nothing.” I wondered how the hell I was going to ask my husband if he was okay with me fucking another girl! “You sure?” “Well… Ummm… I have something to ask you.” “Okayyy…” He sounded worried. “Do you mind just going outside for a sec.? I need you to hear everything I have to say and I don’t want anyone to be around.” “Ya. Gimme a sec.” With the worried tone in his voice, I could hear him moving through the bar until the sound grew quieter and I knew he was outside. And then I told …