Hardcore Porn Stories Page 437
Ellie and I became lovers when we were freshmen in college. She was this small, slight little goth girl, with waist-length straight black hair and flowing black dresses. Her smile was a Mona Lisa thing, fuzzy at the edges and hinting as something naughty. She rarely spoke but often stared, and it was this staring that originally caught my attention. We had an English class together, and because she couldn’t keep her eyes off of me, I couldn’t keep mine off of her.
Our affair was brief but intense. We were eighteen, and these were days of cutting class and going back to our parents’ empty h... Continue»
Mr. Morgan was on doses of morphine because of the cancer that was spreading through out his body.
He was a famous porn star and did not want to die without having a good fuck.
A week before his death, he was feeling better than usual and gained a great deal of strength.
There was a pretty nurse who tended to his every need and what Mr. Morgan liked the most, was his bath.
He was a still a very handsome man at the age of fifty-one.
His looks did not fade and his sexual desires for woman was as pronounced as his days as a porn star.
It was the morning before his next chemo the... Continue»
CHAPTER 1: A f****y PROBLEM
"Cecil are you really sure you're ready for the responsibility of marriage? Even though you and Cheryl have been dating since junior high, do you think she's the right girl for you?"
"Mom we've been through this before. I know you don't really care that much for Cheryl's f****y. You can't blame her for the things her two s****rs have been rumoured to have done."
"It's in the f****y bl**d son. That's what bothers me. I just don't want to see you hurt. I know you say she's a virgin, which is commendable and I pretty much know you are, except for b... Continue»
Me and several of my friends have formed a club we call !! Fuck Club !!. My name is Joe and the club was my idea. There are two other white guys in the club, Ron and Jim. And we have three black guys in our club, Jack, Jake, and Wilson. We have three girls in our club also, Heather, Cathy, and Sue. To be in the club you have to have at an eight inch cock or be a girl. We meet once every three months and set our "Target" and select teams. When we meet we also watch video of the teams hitting their targets. For instance-the last quarter we split up into teams of one girl, a white guy a... Continue»
Certain days she goes back to sl**p, others she gets up and sees her husband off to work. She will get a very relaxing body, and take care of her used pussy; she needs to keep it always clean and new, since he licks her a lot. And she will use some oils to have this very pleasing smell, always with a flavor she knows that gets him up. She will wear a sexy nightgown and open the curtains; she likes the feeling of someone watching her as she walks around the apartment.
She will rest and have something to eat, always thinking about the fuck in the morning. She asks herself how it can be that it... Continue»
So, a few weeks had passed since Brittany had sucked my cock and ate my asshole. Lisa returned home from work and things fell back into our usual pace, of work, dinner, Tv and then bed. Brittany had started school and was busy so she was hardly around. I did notice that my weed surplus was beginning to dwindle so I decided that I'd leave her a note, letting her know that I knew that she was helping herself. Not a huge deal, but she needed to know that I was not an idiot. Even if I did leave the safe closed, but not locked.
"hey, this shit is not free. Help yourself but slow down a bit... Continue»
Introduction: This is how I remember it
She wasn't THE prettiest girl I knew, but she was certainly one of them. And to my
way of thinking, Kelli was the ultimate Girl Next Door – and I’m sure you would
have agreed, if you happened to be (as I was at the time) an athletic, fun-loving,
mischievous f******n-year-old boy. She was a year younger than me; we had
lived house-by-house since I was ten, when my f****y moved to that quiet
suburban neighborhood of older homes, wide tree-lined streets, deep lawns and
a large public park with its own woods that in ... Continue»
OK, where did I leave off? Oh, yup, the awful mess... When I finally pulled out of Tanya, I grabbed the kitchen towel to catch the big clumps of cum dripping out of her pussy. She stood against the counter with her legs spread as I wiped what I could. We had our drinks and lounged on my couch. She sat with her legs across my legs. She had to sit on another towel since she was still leaking. Yeah, I was pretty happy with myself... Big head moment. But, it turns out that a lot of my cum was soaking through into the couch anyway
Tanya kept apologizing for the mess on my couch. I told her she w... Continue»
I wanted to tell my girlfriend of an awesome two night experience with a guy I hooked up with on Club Sissy. He is a 33 year old "straight" married guy who fantasized about hooking up with a T girl even though he never had. We had been emailing for a couple of months. We both traveled a lot on business and were trying to arrange a time when we were in the same place to hookup. He was attracted to me because I was a submissive who loved cum facials. Dominating and giving a cum facial to a woman was something that he fantasized about but had never done.
I was attracted to him because he ... Continue»
My name is Steve, and big bushy beavers are my passion. The current style where women pluck, shave, trim, depilatory, or otherwise remove their pussy hair had almost led me to despair. That is, until a recent sequence of strange events had thrust me into the world of an underground, counter-culture society of women possessing pubic pelts so rich that they run the gambit of stretching across their lower bellies, running over to their thighs, and wrapping up and around through the cleavage of their butt cheeks.
This is my story, already in progress.
So there I was, buck-naked and being e**... Continue»
I guess my appreciation of women with lush, full bushes began with sneaking copies of my dad's porn magazines in the '70's when I was young. Photo after photo of strong, attractive women proudly displaying their nether tresses for all the world to see molded my sexual imagination at an early age. Those first impressions taught me that a woman's bush not only gave her pussy a unique personality, but functioned as a badge of her maturity and power as well.
And then came the dark times. When I was finally old enough to start dating and having sex with women, fashions had changed and shaved sli... Continue»
Sometimes when I'm alone I think about how far I've come. I used to feel old, I'm over 30 now and I'm not going to tell you just how far over 30 I am, but ever since I've been going to the gym I feel young again. Sure I'm mature in what I'm looking for and my life, but something inside of me changed when I started working out. The stronger I grew, the more excited about life I got. And not just life, sex. I think my sex drive had died just before I started my workout program, but now after a year I can't believe just how horny I am. I play with myself almost every day and although great, it ju... Continue»
Erica was in a long term relationship with Randy. This is new for her. She is basically a reformed slut. But you can never stop being slutty and the need for a new cock will always be there. It's been 2 years since another dick has been inside her, and the same old thing from Randy was getting tiresome. But she would remain loyal. Really.
She was 5'3, 135 pounds, very pretty, blue eyes, creamy white skin, and dirty blonde, long hair. She had some freckling, gorgeous ass, and tiny feet. She had moved in with Randy in May, and took a job in a nearby city later that month as a cashier. ... Continue»
I saw the car first, a terrible looking Ford e****t with its hood up. It was sitting miserably on the side of the road so my chauffeur, Emily, slowed down so I could get a good look at the people in trouble. She knows I make my enjoyment from those who are desperate, so like a good employee, she wanted to make sure I had a chance to find new victims.
We were lucky today. There was a small boy sitting in the car, looking sad and bored, but what interested me was the woman looking at the engine. She was young, much too young to be the mother of the c***d in her car but her feminine shape sai... Continue»
OK. I tried to focus my energies elsewhere, but I can't help it. Anytime I have a spare second, my mind drifts to you. What you're doing. What you're thinking about. And then I read back some of our conversations and I'm right there again. Imagining all the things I'm going to do to you. The things you're going to do to me. And that incessant throbbing starts again and here I am. Softly stroking my pussy. Opening the folds, spreading the moistness allllll over and inside. I'm imagining it's your hands exploring me for the first time and I wonder how I will feel to you. Soft. Damp. Slick. Smoot... Continue»
So we are finally getting to meet for real. We have talked and fantasized and masturbated together and shared pictures but now we are actually going to get together. I'm so nervous, but so so excited. What if you don't like me once we meet? What if the anticipation and the online sex and the picture romance was all the thrill and once we meet, you realize that as sexual and hot for you as I am, I'm still just that 45 year old mom. I don't want to overdo, to try to be someone I'm not, so as I shower I think about what I'm going to wear to meet you. Thinking a... Continue»
She was sitting by the water, a group of ducks at her feet clamoring and fighting over the breadcrumbs she tossed to them. Through the glare of the setting sun, she saw him with his own entourage of ducks, slowly walking toward her, tossing food to the ducks which followed him.
As the sun cast it's last golden hue on the ripples at her feet, he came to sit next to her. She had never seen him before, yet she did not move from her position. He said nothing, but watched her toss the last crumbs, then the chevrons of water as they rippled behind the ducks as they followed a passer-by.
I know you've waited a long time for this. Take off my shirt. Slowly. Do the buttons one by one. Fuck, your hands are shaking. I turn you on that bad, huh? Yeah, take it off.
Look at my body. You like what you see? You like my muscles? Watch me flex this here.....oh fuck yeah. Fuckin' get your FUCKIN hands off my crotch, motherfucker slut. You fuckin touch me again before I say so and I'll break your fuckin nose, you hear? Fuckin do what I say. That's better.
Look at all that muscle. Yeah...look at my fuckin mile wide shoulders. Bet you could cum just by looking at me. Now I want you t... Continue»
My name is Ashley. I’m a 32-year-old, single white female. I started visiting xHamster some time ago at the suggestion of my friend, Mark (more about him later). He asked me to find movies that I enjoyed and share them with him. It was his way of “getting to know me” and I enjoyed the game. I also enjoyed the movies I found, but was drawn more to the stories. I am especially turned on by the ones that are (or FEEL) real.
It made me want to share some of my experiences.
I was a victim of abuse growing up, but like many I ended up falling in love with my abuser (my father) and my sex life ... Continue»
He was looking at me. Not just the usual glance you receive from fellow would be travelers waiting in the elements for the bus to arrive but actually looking. I caught his eye and he smiled and nodded, checked his watch then pulled his phone out of his jacket pocket and started what I can only assume to have been texting. All normal but something felt slightly off. The bus was pulling round the corner and all thoughts of that moment got buried under the need to fish change from my pockets for the fare.
A friend of mine was in hospital and for the past few days I had needed to get this certa... Continue»