Sharing Cindy Chapter 26 “A Night of Double Penetration” I have been asked both about whether Cindy is into anal sex, and whether I have been involved in any double penetration with her. I initially wasn’t going to document the following event, simply because it involves our friend David and I have written about a couple of our times with him, but I will share this to satisfy those who requested. It was a fun night for us all the way around. It began with Cindy, David and I going to see a trio of metal bands at a local venue. We were really enjoying the show and David had been very generous with buying drinks. I had to keep a fairly clear head as I was driving, however both he and Cindy were getting hammered. The following day was the start of a holiday weekend and the mood was right for fun. Cindy, of course, had dressed to kill with a tight leather mini and a black tank top that, once stretched over her boobs, became very thin and in the lights from the stage; you could make out the shape of her tits. She had on a pair of stay-up thigh high stockings and her black dominatrix heels. I call them that because they had all sorts of buckles and zippers on them and looked like something a woman with a whip would have on. I loved standing behind her as she moved her body to the music. It was always fun to have her shake her ass and rub it against the front of my pants. I was having a great time and started to get a little stiff. I know all the guys around us, and even the guys on …
Learn – Chapter 2
Maximilian sat down at the table for coffee at this godforsaken hotel lobby, sick of the place. He'd been here for two weeks now, on business. It wasn't even one of the five-star types of hotel he was used to staying at, it was quite ordinary accommodation. Surely a vice-president of one of the most important companies in one of the most important industries of Germany, should not be living in a hotel filled with common people and common families? Max wasn't one for family life. He grew up an only child, but did not focus on his past very often. He was not gay, but he was very rarely seen with women. It was probably because of his opinion of women; some may think it was an old fashioned view mixed with some kind of anti-feminine view. He was a powerful man and believed that women were to be overpowered, to be owned. He believed that their only purpose was to serve men. The modern woman almost sickened him, he hated that women were actually able to control their husbands. That should not be where the dominance lies, any man that lets that happen to him is not a man at all. He hated women and weak men. The idea that women cheat on their husband, committing adultery, made Max furious. A woman should stay true to the man who they submit to, they should not be messing around with anyone. Maximilian sighed as he sipped from his coffee, looking around the tables, from a family, to a married couple. But then he noticed a girl sitting on her own. She and Max were the only two who …
My first time with an older man
This happened on a trip to my local bar one night, around ten years ago. Where I grew up is a small place where everyone knows each other, during the week there aren't that many people out drinking in the bars but as I had time off work I went for a couple. The bar is quite big with tables spread around but when its quiet most people sit up at the bar. I ordered my drink and sat and had a chat with the barman. There was only three other people in, sat at the other end of the bar, two of them were a couple of workers in the area who I recognised but there was someone with them I'd not seen before. He was an older man, tall and well built with silver hair and big beard. The three of them were obviously having a good time, laughing and joking with each other. I carried on my conversation with the barman and over the next couple of hours I found it hard to keep my eyes of this man. I'd never been with a man at that point in my life and living in a small place gay men weren't easily found. Over the last couple of years up to that point I'd have spent a lot of time looking at porn, mostly straight but I was enjoying watching older men in action and being in the same room as this sexy old man was a bit of a turn on. It wasn't obvious at first that he was gay but a couple of things gave me a feeling he was. As I couldn't help looking at him it was only a matter of time before he noticed and when he did, he didn't look away and we kept eye contact for several seconds. It made me …
The Stool
I have to tell you, I'm not really into bondage, but every once in a while I indulge hubby and let him tie me up. While I admit my tits are big (36D) they aren't big enough to be tied with ropes, but I have large nipples that are made for clothes pins and other clips. It was Friday morning and don asked me to wear my red garter-belt and stockings to work. On top of that request, he asked that I go commando, or without any panties. I work in a professional office so the thought of being so exposed really made me wet. I couldn't believe the amount of love juice I was producing at the mere thought, and my pussy lips were already swollen and sticking to my thighs. This, and I hadn't even gotten out the door yet. I went through the day with the sweet aroma of my pussy wafting behind me every where I went. I think one of my co-workers (Linda) realized something was up, but she never said anything. I was a woman in heat. I drove home and found don waiting outside for me. Before I could get out of the car, he told me I would have to strip and walk to the house with only my bra, garter-belt and stockings on. I was very reluctant, as we live in a cul-de-sac, where our house, driveway and garage are plainly visible to at least three other houses. Don convinced me that none of the other neighbors were home and so I stripped and rushed into the garage, my big tits and ass bouncing in the wind as I tried to get into the house before I was seen. In the garage I found his work stool and a …
A Family Betrayal Chapter 25
Sierra’s POV: Three days after Disney trip It’s been three days since we all have been back. The first day back Adam left for some odd reason. I knew him and Heath were not back to being what they once were as they were distant. It seems Adam was putting up a front the last week of the vacation. I felt for Michelle as she has been crying for Adam to come home. Heath has spent all his waking moment looking for his brother. The others have kept giving Michelle support saying Heath will find him. As for me Heath kept telling me to call my own family. I told him it was a touchy subject. He said his was the same, but he started realizing that he needed his family back. I took in his words and thought it was time to just throw caution to the wind. I took my cell phone out strolling to the back yard to have some space to make the call I had always dreaded. I sat in the lounge chair to get myself comfortable. I looked at the screen of my phone clicking the contacts icon. I scrolled down to the D’s to find who I needed to call. I let the number dial as I wait for the person to answer. It was around 1 o’clock in the afternoon on a Friday that a call was answered. “ Hello Sierra is this you?” The familiar voice asks as I show a small smile “ Hey dad just want to let you know Mandy and I are alright.” I say as I hear a sigh “ I am so glad to hear that. Where are you both at and when are you coming home?” He asks as I bite my lower lip “ Actually dad we um found a place that were …
Through A Glow
Through a glow cast by dreams, words will slowly bloom your heart open, leave me wanting nothing more than to know the next line of your story. Formless we first meet, unraveling in the dark until finding the other's light, unstoppable once those unique illuminations circle and join. You'll touch upon the places I've built gates around, guards standing silent and as tall as the sky, but one key is all you need to be let in, further than anyone has ever been. I'll touch upon a darkness in you that kept your heart so distant, as if love became a fragile myth, broken and built over with trembling hands, one look into the mysterious rivers of your eyes whispers to keep going. To never flee from this infinite lonely ache we know of so well. This loneliness gave us a potent lens, one peering into what the other lives for, I want you to look inside me no matter what damage the storms have left in their wake, everything will finally become still when your hand softly meets my cheek. Through a glow cast by dreams, words slowly give my heart to you, leave you knowing that your name graces every new page of my story. Formless we first meet, unraveling in the dark to show our real shapes to the other, unstoppable once those searching pulses near and join. I'll touch upon an illumination in you, brighter than any light you've ever been bathed in, you'll touch upon the infinite rivers carrying me to you, the potent lens we viewed the other through will show a stillness. One where no lonely ache flourishes once our lips softly meet.
My first time getting fucked by a man
When I was young, I had often found myself in situations where friends and I would see each others cocks. Whether that was playing around pressing them against each other or just showing them off. Well that stopped before I even hit puberty but I still had an underlying craving. This is the true story of my first time having sex with a man. I was about 20 and was curious enough to troll the old yahoo chat rooms. I ended up in one that was a gay sex room filled with the usual 'what are you into' IMs from random people from around the Country. After some random chat, I ended up talking to a man who said he was local. Let's call him Bill. Bill lived in the same County as I did and was pretty interested in hearing about my interest in men as well as how far I'd gone in the past. There wasn't really much to talk about in that regard so we decided to trade a few pictures online. I liked the look of his fully erect cock so I swallowed my fear and decided that we should at least meet. Bill, like me, rode a motorcycle so we decided to go on a ride in the hills. We met up at a gas station that following weekend. I first saw Bill gassing up his bike, a Harley of some type. He was a slender man in his mid 50's with white hair and a white goatee. I had an early 90's crotch rocket myself. I introduced myself and we decided on a route for the ride. We went up and down the hills and rode for a few hours. We stopped at a coffee shop and sat to talk a bit. Bill had asked me some pretty …
#2 An Evening
I lay down on the bed beside her. "Tell me everything, again." My wife was rubbing her sore nipples. She stopped, then turned to me. "I met her, Denys, in my yoga class." "When?" "She joined a bit after me, some weeks or a month. At the beginning we didn't have any contact, until one day we just started talking. I don't remember event what about. We started saying hello every lesson, and one day went out for a coffee after a morning class. It was nice, very nice, and I guess we just clicked. But you know this, I told you at the time I met her, and that she was nice, and I started to meet her every once in a while, before or after class, or just in the evening." She sucked in some air. "I guess about then I started, I realized I was beginning to think about her not as just a friend. I remember one particular time, I was home alone, I don't remember where you were, and I was masturbating, just lying in bed, touching myself, and suddenly I realized I was thinking about her, about kissing her, and licking her nipples. I imagined it was her fingers inside me, not my own, and I became aroused, wet, I started pumping my fingers harder, I imagined her kissing me while doing it, and I had an incredible orgasm. And another one. After that, I found myself constantly thinking about her, about sl**ping with her. I found myself looking at her in class, or when we met, trying to catch a glimpse of her body. I couldn't get her off my mind." She paused. I didn't know why, yet, but I did …
Biker slut (1)
A horny Biker slut Day 1 : She is a handsome blond married woman of 39, big natural tits who likes attention of other (foreign) men. During the month of May there is always a Harley fest in the south of France where she rides together with her husband on a big Harley. Her husband is not jealous and enjoy to see his wife being naughty with other men. A blonde slut with big tits is always provocative when she is sitting on a Harley dressed up like it. It was a sunny drive on the highway and they picked up on a Group of 8 Bikers, Harley riders who were on their way to the same fest. After 80km the Biker Group took the exit of a gas station to provide a full fuel tank and take a break on the grass. The Bikers talks flirty to her and it was clear that she was charmed by the attention of the Bikers who said that she looks like a sexy Biker slut and ask to join them to sit on the grass and rest a wile. In the sun, on the grass the Bikers saw that she was a challenging woman including a pair of big tits that caught their attention. In each group, you have a leader and this was no different here. John and Davy were Bikers that nestled close and gave her the necessary compliments and said that her husband has luck with such a lovely Biker slut on his Harley. John asked if she knew how a Biker slut looks like, and the men all laughed. From one remark came another and John asked if they could see her tits. She hesitated but pulled out her big tits out of her blouse and showed them with …
The Bridge Party by loyalsock
"I still can't believe that Joe still gets it up three times a week," exclaimed Kimberly Farlow to her bridge partner Marion Hart, "my god, you two still do it like newly weds!!!" "No way," shot back Marion, "when we were first married we did it twice a day every day!" All four women at the table roared with laughter at that one, and Barb Knox added, "I would give anything if my Tom did it once a week," which caused another round of guffaws. Billie Harris, the hostess for today's party, snuffed out her cigarette and rejoined, "Seriously girls, I think we all miss the feeling of seeing and touching a big cock for the first time, or the excitement of seeing a young man strip off his clothes and expose his hard pecker as well as a muscular body!" "Here, here," chimed in Marion, "just remember how exciting it was to see your lover's cock all big and hard just for you, god I miss that!" Everyone was quiet for a few moments, while Barb shuffled the deck and dealt out a new hand. While the woman played bridge, the talk almost always ended up about sex, or the lack of it! A men's stag party would be hard pressed to top these four ladies in the hot talk department, and while most of it was good natured, more than a few times the barbs being traded left a little bl**d! Billie had listened, and yes contributed to a lot of gossip over the years, but now she was about say and do something that would change the group forever. "Ladies," Billie asked, "would you like to meet a young man …
He Looked Familiar
“He Looked Familiar” (circa-1982) When Brenda Morton entered a room her tits came first and the rest followed. “Come inside,” she invited, her words breathed in a soft seductive whisper, her eyes taking a quick tour over the smart young man old enough to be her son. “I was expecting someone older,” she said. “Please take that age thing as a compliment,” she smiled, flashing dark brown eyes, her fingers playing with a waterfall of auburn hair, a swoop of waves falling over her shoulders in that 1940’s Lauren Bacall style. “Everyone looks so young these days,” she said, as she guided him into the living room, swaying her hips in a graceful walk, a waist squeezing belt showing shapely curves, black seamed stockings growing from black heels, her arse a little on the plump side, mountainous breasts and a dangerous cleavage spilling out of a white silk blouse. “My mother-in-law, Grace,” she offered, casually pointing a finger at the frail old woman sitting in a wheelchair in a spacious conservatory at the rear of the house, the back of her head just visible above the top of the chair. “She’s eighty-six next month,” she sighed, a hint of insincerity in her voice as she opened a door into the conservatory, her heels clicking on the ceramic floor tiles, fussing over her mother-in-law, adjusting her pillow, pulling a woollen blanket over her blue-veined hands and wiping traces of saliva from the corners of her mouth. No movement. No reaction. No signs that she even knew they …
Suddenly, taboo
Suddenly, taboo If you’re a fairly good-looking guy with a pleasing personality, good at chatting up ladies and move around a lot, finding yourself in the right places at the right times you will have your instances of sex when least expected; that is expected. But when suddenly, out of the blue, without any indication, any buildup, any preparation on your part you have prime pussy served up to you, and that pussy happens to belong to your beautiful mother; then you are one lucky son of a bitch. I am one lucky son of a bitch! A relative of my mom sent us an invitation to her wedding. It was expected that me, my mom and my dad would go to the wedding reception. The day before the wedding mom and dad had one of their usual verbal fights. The next evening, one hour before the time when we had agreed to leave for the wedding dad announced that he would not be going, walked out the door and drove off in his car. I had expected it because I knew that dad couldn’t stand mom’s family and they felt the same way about him. I had wanted to call it off because of the sudden tension, but my mom begged me to accompany her. Things were so bad between mom and dad that for years they hardly spoke to each other and hardly ever went any place together. They spoke only about necessary things like bills, and hardly a week passed without them having at least one unpleasant spat, over what to me were trivial matters over which either one could have relented and let the other have their way. But …
A nice couple
I am with a couple and I think we are in a regular MWM threesome. I am making out with her and she is very vocal and is moaning and groaning as her hubby and I are finding every possible sensitive area she has on her body and massaging it, kissing it, licking it, or rubbing it. She is crawling all over because she can't sit still. So we are a mass moving all over the room finding new ways to please her. I get so involved with her that I am oblivious to him even being in the room with us. I am on my back and she has gotten on top of me, kissing me and I feel a warm wet wonderful feeling on my cock and it doesn't register for sometime that her mouth is on my mouth and there is only one other mouth in the room. And I am alarmed, and she knows why I have tensed up and pushes me back down and tells me to relax and enjoy and that is all the prodding I need to do just that. I sit back and enjoy the feeling of her joining him as I get the most explosive oral sex of my life. I can't believe how good it is to have two warm wet mouths working on my cock and balls and the feeling of melting away and then the sensation of the coming orgasm. I know it's about to happen and I am twisting and turning and convulsing as I have the best orgasm ever. I cum and I cum and it never seems to end and I don't want it to end. When I am done I lay still and catch my breath and as I rest she starts kissing me and he is still licking and sucking me and eventually he starts to work his way up to her and …
Island Fever 4: Paradise – Chapter 17
[[[-IF4-P17.TXT-]]] —————- Island Fever 4: Paradise Written by: [email protected] M/F, F/F and a whole lot more —————- Chapter 17: "Genealogy" ——————————————- -*- Sunday, June 14, 2015 -*- -*- 41,000 Feet Over The Atlantic Ocean -*- I awoke to the sound of running water and took a moment to figure out why I was not home in my own bed back in Sandvika. There was a flat-panel television monitor embedded in the wall at the foot of this unfamiliar, yet highly comfortable bed, with an American sporting event blaring away on it. Game 4 of the NBA Finals between the Golden State Warriors and the Cleveland Cavaliers, which actually took place three days prior, was being played in a continual loop. I watched the end of the game two hours ago; Golden State won, 103-82. I stretched. My body felt loose and relaxed and sore, all mixed together in the most wonderful way. There were four small, circular windows, made of triple-layered acrylic plastic, to my immediate left, the sun beaming brightly through them. A set of women's clothing – a pair of jeans, a tank-top, bra, panties, shoes and sneakers – were folded in a nice, neat little stack on top of the adjacent recliner. To my right, the washroom door was partially open and there was the unmistakable sound of Lily Allen, the famed British pop musician, playing from the in-shower radio. Actually, I think the music woke me more than the running water did. Hmmmmm… yes. I was aboard our …
In the Pines – Part 1
Part 1 The small campsite was nice. Set in a small grove of pine trees the smell was everywhere. A piney freshness that just made the cool late summer afternoon so much better. You were laying out. Or as I would say, teasing the shit out of my cock I the tiniest strapy bikini you could find. We hadn't seen anyone since we made camp. Probably because it was weekday and no one really knew of the secluded area. The soft fleece blanket you're laying on was placed in the only sunlight that hit the small pine forest. The light pooled in center of the trees through a gap in the trees. It was away from the fire pit and picnic table in the site. When we arrived, you almost immediately you pulled off the halter you had been wearing. Walking around in just a tiny pair of jean shorts and the bursting for stress black tie up bikini top. You actually wiggled as you sat down making sure the sun was warm enough before slowing undoing the short fly of your shorts. I couldn't stop staring at how you let the black ties on the sides of the bikini bottom hang out over the top of your shorts. Taunting me to pull them at anytime and see what would happen. But you finally pulled the little shorts down and was not ready for what was there. It was a small string thong bottom. You were still bent over when you looked and saw me, mouth open, eyes wide, staring at the fine booty in front of me. The smile you made broke the spell your lovely bum had put on me. "Don't just stand there do something about …
First mfm encounter
Alright, this is my first story, and it is absolutely true, if I get a good response, I’ll share the many more experiences I’ve had over the years. I was 23, had recently ETS’d from the Army, and as I usually did, went out to a local bar in hopes of meeting a sexy girl who would want to go back to my place with me. I was sitting at the bar, enjoying a beer, just glancing around, scopin’ everything out, and after awhile, while on my 2nd or 3rd beer, noticed a very attractive, older woman, who appeared to be in her 30’s, and she occasionally would glance in my direction and smile, I of course would politely nod and smile back. This back and forth went on for a little while, and into another beer, I noticed that she would get approached by a couple of different guys who she go out for a dance with and return, so I finally decided that I would ask her as well. Once I did, she smiled, and commented that she was wondering when I was going to ask her for a dance, with a smile and a light laugh that I shared along with her. She was incredibly sexy, short dark hair, an incredible smile, dressed to kill in a black lacy top, with a jacket over, and black leather skirt. Once on the dance floor, we made small talk, laughed, complimented each other’s appearance, etc., and a slow song came on, we both just gave each other a questioning look, and smiled, moving into each other’s arms and began to slow dance, I of course let my hand slide from the small of her back, down to her sexy ass, and …
My Gang Bang Wish !!!
I'm Sara, 24 and married to my husband Ayan for 2&1/2 years. I have a very satisfying relationship with my husband. We are both working. But, Rohit has to travel some time because of his work. Though I've never been with another man in my whole life, my sex life was very good. Rohit is always innovative when it comes to sex. He had introduced me to erotic movies, sex toys. We always talk dirty when having sex. It makes me hotter when he talks dirty to me and he loves when I talk back to him. When this incident occurred, Rohit was gone on one of his business trip. He was gone for almost ten days. We stay at an apartment complex. I must mention here that on Rohit's indulging I had started wearing sexy outfit whenever I went out. I love the way men stare at me. I can easily make out what goes on in their minds, when they look at me. Even at the apartment complex the effect was quite the same. But, the thing which really had my juices flowing was the fact that among other men, there were the liftman and the guards had their eyes glued to my breasts and ass whenever I walk by them. That day, I returned home at around 8 in the evening. After relaxing for a while, I went to take a shower. In the shower I was feeling horny as I've not been fucked for many days and the hot shower was having its spell on me. I let my fingers touch my nipples, and then directly to my pussy, taking special attention to my clit. I decided that I need a good orgasm. So, quickly finished my shower, toweled …
A Very Merry Christmas – Part Five
I looked at myself in the mirror again. I did look pretty good, good enough that it wouldn't be an issue to attract a woman, but I was already aware it was me, not my appearance, keeping me from exploring things. Sarah stepped up behind me and pulled my hair from the back of the shirt and placed it over my shoulders and top of my chest. "Very nice." She said in my ear, "And those big doe eyes and big soft lips, no girl who appreciates women could turn you down." Her face was over my shoulder and her breath warm on my neck as she spoke. I looked at our reflection and thought we looked pretty good together. Another not so friendly thought and one her next remark did nothing to slow down. "You look like one of those pretty young kittens from those movies. I love those shy little things." She laughed, "Even though they're our age, they act so innocent." That made me think of her gift and an easy chance to ease away from her without looking awkward. "Hey you know, you cheated, so let me give you your gift now!" "I kind of wanted to talk to you first about something." "After you see what it is." I went over to my nightstand and carefully opened the drawer where I'd put the gift. Right behind it was my purple rabbit and a slim vibrator next to it and I didn't want her seeing them and busting me up. I removed the gift wrapped video and sat on the bed, "Come open it up!" Sarah swallowed the rest of her drink without batting an eye and sitting cross-legged on the bed in front of me, …
Mother-in-law and I Fall in Love part 2
As Linda drove, I slid over closer to her noticing that she wasn't sitting on her dress tail, with her pussy on full display. When I got next to her, I rubbed my hand around her landing strip of hair for a bit then slid my hand down to her pussy lips and rubbed up and down, smirring the cum around on them as it was leaking out of her pussy. "Ben, what are you doing, besides making it hard to drive." in an excided voice. "You might say that I'm trying to keep your seat from getting socked with cum juice." "If you keep it up, there will be more cum juice, than you can keep off the seat." "Aaa do you want me to stop?" "Mmmm!" as she clamped her left leg to her right leg trapping my hand to hold it still, "fuck meeee…! Damn… that was… good… Please, no more… while I'mmm… driving." "Oh you liked that did you?" "Nooo… I loved it… but… it to… hard to drive… with it soooo… goooood." Linda relaxed her leg a bit but, I just kept my had where it was with out moving it. "You think it will help keeping your hand there?" "It might." "Oh Ben, You have made me cum so much in such a short time. I have never had any one make me cum so much in my whole life." "Not even Bill made you cum that much?" "Not even Bill has made me cum so much. He is just a wam-bam thank you ma'am, and usually, I didn't even get a thank you out of it." "Sounds like you missed out on a lot of fun to me. What about the guys you were with before you got with Bill?" "Bill is the first and only, …
Twin Japanese Nieces Pt8
Twin Japanese Nieces Pt8 Kayko had planned this whole evening. Everything that had transpired, up to this point, had been all by her design. As she strode out into the floor from behind the couch I could not help but be amazed by her devious nature. Even with her smooth tanned legs, and graceful form flowing under the short kimono that she wore, there was a devilish little minx in there. As she walked around in front of me Erin stood up, leaving my saliva covered dick standing at attention. Kayko reached out with her hand and handed Erin a small round object. It was one of the stones from the bag in her gym. Taking the stone from her mother, Erin spread her feet, squatted down a little, and inserted the stone into her pussy as far as her fingers would reach. Kayko said something to her in Japanese and Erin just nodded. Glancing back at me Erin said, “Goodnight daddy,” with a smile on her face. She then departed quietly to the upstairs. “So did you enjoy giving Erin her reward?” Kayko asked as she slipped out of her kimono to reveal her delicious body. Her nipples were sticking straight out from her breasts, and there was a noted amount of her cream smeared on the insides of her thighs right around her pussy. She had the air of a bitch in heat and I was her target. She moved in front of me as she asked her question, positioning her feet on the outsides of mine. With the fluidity of water running over a waterfall she glided onto the couch and straddled my waist, taking all of …
Our Comet of Love
Holding hands as a couple in love We lie here in the tall grass Gazing at all the stars up above We are making wishes on each sparkling star Wishes that others find their forever love Stars that seem so close yet are so far The stars move quickly propelled by the zephyr We watch a whole new sky begin to form Shooting stars and comets becoming the successor Grabbing on to it and holding on tight We catch a ride on our comet of love We are above the clouds in flight Confirming that a love like ours will never die Thanking God for the gift He has bestowed Knowing it can all vanish in the blink of an eye Never miss out on your comet of love You will regret the love that will be lost Which your heart shouldn’t be deprived of Our comet of love is shining bright It’s like an eternal burning flame With our love and passion we ignite.
Virginity Adventure
My name is Chris; I’m 18 years old, 5’ 7”, 120lbs, short brown hair, and fit. Bailey is 16 years old, 5’ 4”, 100lbs, long curly brown hair. We have been close friends all throughout high school and this year was my finial year. The story takes place on a Friday afternoon after school. She saw me in the halls and sent me a text saying “Hey Chris did you want to come over to my house after school. I need some help studying for the exam on Monday and everything is still fresh in my mind plus I don’t want to leave it to the last minute.” I replied to her text saying it was cool and I’ll walk with her to her place after school. On the way we to her house we chatted about a lot of different things. As soon as we got to her place she let us in with her key. Her parents went home which was unusual but she told me that they went to Las Vegas for the weekend. Once we got to her room she took off her bag and took out her notes. After an hour of studying we took a break and lay down on her bed just casually. We started talking about a lot of things but then the subject moved to sex. She was curious and was asking me a bunch of questions about random guy stuff and soon I found out she had a crush on me. After talking some more she looked me in the eyes and leaned in and started to make out with me. It was getting pretty heavy and she was feeling hot so she started to take off her shirt. She had on a stain white bra underneath. With a smirk on her face Bailey said “Chris lets go to the …
party gone horribly right.
My friend talks me into going to a party with her. I am well aware that the girl hosting the party is a lesbian, and that thought made me skeptical about drinking around her, but my friend insisted it was harmless and she wouldn't make a move on me unless I invited her to, so I finally agreed to go. I wear daisy duke cut off shorts and a tank top, something sexy to show off my legs and fit with the amazing weather. During the party I try to make it a point to avoid the hostess while I am drinking and hanging out with people, talking with a few and occasionally dancing, although dancing more often as I get more of a buzz going. I notice myself glancing at the hostess occasionally, she does have an amazing body, I think to myself as I lean against the wall in the living room, watching all of the people as I take a break from dancing. Feeling light headed from the drinking , which is also making me check out the hostess even more. I am not a lesbian nor am I even openly bi. I've been bi curious for a while now, but have made no moves to actually pursue that course. I didn't notice the hostess approaching me as I lose myself in my thoughts, slightly jumping in surprise as she says "hi" to me. Not wanting to be rude I smile at her and say "hi, thank you for letting me come." She smiles back, but the smile hinting at a different thought from my words then what I intended. She offers to give me a tour of the house, and being polite I agree..She begins leading me around the rooms, …
Sex on a Rooftop [MF]
pictures and movies of the sex on the roof: http://adf.ly/ufNCg I am waiting for Stephen. I look down at my phone, 7:58, he still has two minutes. I don’t understand why I even care, why I would at all be worried about being stood up. Our first date wasn’t good, why do I want a second one. I’d probably be happier in this bar by myself, then at least I wouldn’t have to share my onion rings. But for some reason I want him to show up. I want to have sex with him. He seemed sort of sad last time, somehow unsure. I want to make the moves. I want to push him into a dark corner and make his dreams come true. I take another sip of my beer, and I see him walk in the door. I undo another button on my dress. I didn’t wear a bra this time. I want to be one hundred percent sure of what’s on his mind. The moment he sits down I can see that he noticed. But he is polite, he doesn’t stare. Small talk. Small talk. More small talk. “Let’s play a game” I interrupt. He has stopped looking at my boobs and I am growing impatient. “It’s called questions. The only rules are; you take turns and you HAVE to answer. I will start with an easy one…What’s your favourite colour?” “Blue”, he replies. “What’s yours?” “Yellow. Have you ever gone roof climbing?” “No”. He laughs as if that is a ridiculous notion. “Let’s go tonight then” I say raising my eyebrows, “I know of a roof or two.” He is intrigued. I can tell that this is not something he would usually agree to. He doesn't say anything, but I know he …
Uncut And Raw ( Challenge #1 )
I am a man that is uncircumcised. Women think that if you are uncut that you are dirty. That you will tear the foreskin if you put it into a tight ass or pussy. That you cant feel it as well when they give you a blowjob. And the one I have just heard that you cant cum as much as a cut man. This is the question I got from a little redheaded woman that worked in my office. She was hot. A plump ass, perfect breast and hips that flared out. She was a perfect woman. Little did she know there were many times I watched those bouncing breast or jiggling ass. Then I would have to jerk off in my office because of her. We had started getting to know each other will. We had drinks on Friday nights after work. Ate together every day for lunch unless we had clients. I even got her to go on a date with me. I am hard every time we are together. Then today she asked me this question. I don’t know if she know about me being uncut. Maybe she did or she felt comfortable with me. I know I never make it a habit to say anything about myself being so. But I am sure it was well known. We were standing just out my office door when she asked me this. I already had a hard-on. She wore a tight pencil cut skirt that came just above her knee and a tight red sweater that hugged her big breast with a bit showing at the top. I wanted to take her there and now. Bend her over my desk and drive my uncut dick in and out of her tight pussy. Make her open her mouth and suck me off until I shot my big hot load into …