Mature Porn Stories Page 386
I'm not sure when I stopped hating my mother and began lusting after her. I think that I probably always desperately wanted her to love me, but as I got into my teen years I recognized that she was the typical trophy wife that married my father for his money and social status.
Dad at 72 is over thirty years older than she, who at 41 looks more like she was in her late twenties. All those hours with a personal trainer and the best beauticians money can buy, paid off in spades for Alicia. As long as I can remember she had an incredible body and the face of a starlet.
Dad is a highly succe... Continue»
Mum had just picked me up from school and we were making our way to the supermarket,and as we drove into the car park and alongside the other car, mum was looking the other way as she reversed, I saw him, and he made no effort to stop doing what he was as we drew level and stopped.
Mum had not even looked in his direction, she had just turned off the engine and reached back to retrieve her handbag from the seat behind, and without another word got out of the car, and was gone in a flash, leaving me sitting there, while she went shopping.
Of course had she looked then things might have been d... Continue»
For most of my life my dad would work late into the evening either at a second job or just stay late at his primary job to finish up a project. It was his routine and mom and I never questioned it because he always brought home extra money for us. After work he would always come home and shower then have something to eat while sitting on the computer. When I was about ten my mom decided I was big enough to fend for myself at home in the evenings and stopped worrying about calling a sitter when she decided to go out with her friends. That was fine with me, babysitters just ignored me most of th... Continue»
When she had finished rubbing in her fresh load of 'moisturizer' we unloaded the truck and set up lunch on a nearby pick-nick table. Lunch was a fun and fresh change of scene. We talked and joked about all kinds of things and I felt like we got to connect on a level that I felt like I had missed. I hadn't been able to spend time like this with my daughter in a long time because of working two jobs and her busy school life.
All through lunch she sat next to me and almost the whole time her hand was on my lap caressing my cock through the fabric of my shorts. She kept rubbing against me and ... Continue»
My pussy seeped juices as I watched my drama teacher instructed my class on stage. He was a very handsome man, with dark features and intense eyes. In the darkened theatre, with the seats blocking the views, I surreptitiously put my hand up my long billowing skirt and played with my clit. I scooted down further on the seat, spread my legs wider, and opened my pussy lips to my searching fingers.
As he talked and directed the students on stage, his voice deep and rumbling, my hand rolled and massaged my clitoris. And I imagined it was his hand that way playing with my clit. My fingers rolled... Continue»
As I walk through the door, I could smell something delicious being cooked, the aroma was filling the house. I made my way to the kitchen and he surprised me by grabbing me from behind, and sticking a wooden spoon in front of my mouth. I licked the icing off the spoon and tasted caramel. I licked some more, and turn around to pushed my tongue into his mouth, sharing the icing. I dropped my things on the marble floor, and unbutton my top and pushed my skirt down my legs, our lips still locked.
He could taste the caramel on my lips and tongue as he kissed me hard. He pushed me back against th... Continue»
As I packed my bags for my four-day break from work, I hugged my housemate good bye, and told her I when I’ll be back. Getting in the car, and driving away from the city I felt a sense of freedom, no more work for four beautiful fun-filled days. At least I hope it’ll be fun-filled days.
After driving for an hour, I took a rest stop at a petrol station that had a small restaurant attached. After refreshing myself in the restroom, I sat down at one of the tables and order a coffee and some raisin toast. I was famished. Sitting at the table, waiting for my order to arrive, I looked around the ... Continue»
- For Tom -
Working away at my laptop in the library of the university, I was immersed in my research when I happened to look up and saw Mr T walked in. I got moist instantly, remembering my first time with Mr T. This would be the first meeting since my English Literature class with Mr T ended last term. And that class, I should not have to mention, I passed with flying colours.
I quickly packed up my things and followed Mr T to the back area, where he was grabbing some books from the shelves. He was not aware that I had followed him, since this area would be mostly used by professors ... Continue»
My first day as a teacher’s assistant was a bit of an odd ball. I was at first assigned to a female teacher in a high school, but for some reason, the school changed me to be an assistant to a male teacher. Walking down the hall way to my new class, I was about to knock on the door of the class room when it opened suddenly and bang into my nose. I fell backward, my papers and folders flew out of my arms, and s**ttered all over the floor. The whole class erupted into laughter, enjoying my predicament. I blush a fiery red all the way to the roots of my hair.
The person who opened the door, w... Continue»
I can imagine you fucking my pussy with your gorgeously stiff penis, my juices covering your rod, making your cock glistened in the light. My fingers playing with my clit and nipple, pinched and twiddled, making my pussy push out more juices as your cock glided in and out of my pussy with ease.
Your hand grasped my hips as you pounded my pussy doggy-style, your free hand slapped my ass with a smack, my hand played with my clit faster as your cock plunged in and out faster and deeper, your tip nudged my pussy wide open and touched my cervix. As your cock head caressed my cervix, you rolled y... Continue»
- For Mr T -
Mr T was my English professor at the university where I was a student studying for my degree. I was only taking his classes to boost my credit for the degree, so at first I did not think it was all that important to try to excel at it. That was until I went to my first class.
Mr T was a handsome man, in his late-40, with light brown hair and dark brown eyes, a goatee, tall but not lanky, and well-built. He would be what I would describe as classically rugged. His gentleman-like and easy-going manner, endeared him to all his students, and being single, more so with his femal... Continue»
As both Mr. T and I needed to catch our breath from our recent session, he released me from his arms and grabbed us both a glass of water from the pitcher in his office. I stay seated on his desk, swinging my legs like a little girl. I shivered from the cool air, the sweat on my body making the air cooler; I hugged my arms around myself, trying to keep warm, and the action pushed my breasts up and displayed my peaking nipples, hardened by the cold.
Mr. T walked back to me with a glass of water in his hand. As I reached out to take the glass, he shook his head and drank from it, and pulled... Continue»
- For the Firemen -
Taking my dog out for a walk one morning, somehow she had gotten loose of the collar, ran and disappeared into the distance. I followed as fast as I could, but lost sight of her near the ambulance and fire station. I called her name over and over, looked under the cars, trucks on the street (she was a beagle) but no sign of her. After 30 minutes I began to get worried, and didn’t know what to do.
Then I heard a dog barking, and instantly went running towards the sound. And there she was, playing with the firemen in front of the fire station, and looked like she was ... Continue»
- For Joey24de -
As a customer of a large IT service company, they had invited me to visit their office one fine autumn day. Walking around their large spacious headquarters, I was introduced to numerous staff and management teams. But the one person that I had been dealing with was yet to be introduced to me; I tend to think they were saving the best for last.
We walked around until we reached a closed office door and my guide knocked on the door, and peeked in the window to make sure someone was home, so to speak. The person inside said loudly to come and indicated through the windo... Continue»
On the road again. Stopped at a seafood restaurant before checking in at the hotel. I was dining alone, per usual. A few minutes after my drink was served, a woman about mid-40s was e****ted into the dining room. She was seated at a table next to me. After the host left, I took a chance and said to the woman, "Excuse me, but it appears you are dining alone as am I. Would you care to join me?" She responded with a, "Oh, thank you, but I don't want to be a bother." "No bother, or I wouldn't have asked!" She then said, "Yes, thank you!"
I helped her with her chair and guided her to my table. I... Continue»
After the hand job of a lifetime from my Aunt April I felt considerably relaxed sitting in the hot tub. My cock was still pulsating as it slowly receded back to its normal semi flaccid state. Aunt April had yet to look at me and I wasn’t sure if that was turning me on even more. She casually lifted her ahh..mazing body slowly out of the water. Her ample breast stuck out in air displaying her large rock hard nipples from beneath her red bikini top. The water droplets were rolling o... Continue»
When I saw those tits I was absolutely speechless. My niece, Madison, had brought a girlfriend, Emily, home with her from school that day. This was the girl’s mother here to pick her daughter up and was she ever built. Her name was Cynthia and she sure looked sweet enough to eat.
I just had to invite her in so that I could spend more time staring at her enormous tits. I offered her a glass of wine and invited her and her daughter to stay for dinner. I told her that I was a gourmet chef in my spare time but that I worked in construction. Actually I owned the company and stayed in the office ... Continue»
We had another late baseball practice the following Friday. Wondering if Coach H (late 50’s with a hairy athletic body) meant what he said that I could ask him about masturbating with him again I delayed going back to the locker room to shower off by hitting a few balls in the baseball cage. I got back to the locker room as the last of my teammates where dressing. I undressed and hit the showers. While drying off in the shower I heard a cough and it was Coach H. He told me that if I had any questions for him I could come up to his office and ask him. I finished drying off and dressed quic... Continue»
I’ve never really been one known to have an interest in young teenage girls. I honestly believe they are too immature and they don’t seem to be able to comprehend reality too well. I like matured women, like my wife. She’s very beautiful. Full DD breasts that I just love to suck and lick on...
Lately though I’ve been a getting hard-on by looking at my daughters when they get out of the shower or when they are out in the pool. At first I just thought it was my penis acting normal as it should, but then it hit me, I’m attracted to my daughters. The thought of this scared me. I didn’t know what ... Continue»
n the morning, I woke up on my side, Jamie spooned up tight against me. Her fragrant blond hair caressed my face. She held my hand in hers, cupping a firm young breast, the nipple under my thumb. My morning erection was nestled between her buttocks, the upper side of my shaft pressing against her anus. There was no way I could get out of bed without waking her, so I lay there, remembering the passion and guilt of the day and night before.
She stirred. “Morning, Dad,” she yawned, pressing my hand more firmly against her breast. “Did you sl**p well?”
“I guess. Honey, are you okay?” I asked... Continue»