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He was just another ordinary looking businessman in a faceless hotel room for another night. A few papers spread across the desk with a laptop, and a small overnight case against the wall. A look at his facial expressions would lead one to think he was just a bored man, waiting for a business appointment that was running late. A peek inside his mind, however, would have shown a completely different story.
He stood, and walked over to the oversized bed. Pulling a pillow out from beneath the hotel bedspread he lay back, clasping his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes.
He heard th... Continue»
Fingerme on xHampster talks about her squirting and the fun of telling people about it - I loved reading about her squirting. That's special and hot. So she inspired me to tell a true story about my first and only squirting experience with a woman. I was on a business trip to Miami in a new job and a female co-worker named Lois was "training" me. She was hitting on me throughout the trip and I didn't like her and didn’t want to get into complications of mixing sex and work. So did my best to avoid things for the two weeks we were going to be on the road. It was winter and we had the option of ... Continue»
When people conjure up images of bound women, they usually envision damsels in distress, securely bound on beds, chairs, or other bondage locations. Not too many people would consider bathtub bondage, but hopefully by the end of my story, there will be a few converts to the cause.
Why bondage in water? Some of you are likely pondering this question. Actually my wife and bondage partner, Francine, and I never were bondage enthusiasts. We tried bondage once in our brass bed, finding it lacked erotic appeal for us both.
Our water-filled bondage fantasies began quite innocently. On... Continue»
What could be better than Atlanta in the summer, having a cookout with your friends, chilling in the backyard, and having a ole good time? My crew is ranked high up on the roster of the who’s who of the Black Urban Professionals who have migrated to the ATL from New York, DC, Chicago, all over to make our mark. You’d think with all our collective success there’d be a lot of drama and egos to be stroked but all my peeps are down to earth and really chill. Being as we are all transplants, we sort of formed a bond and we all hang together. None of us went to Morehouse or Spelman, none of us... Continue»
Megan’s fingers massaged my pussy, blending the lotion with my own juices. I just laid back and enjoyed the feeling of someone masturbating me. Megan was a lovely girl. I watched her face as she played with my clit and stroked my labia. When she slipped a finger into my pussy, it was smooth and wet and I loved it. I closed my eyes and let her have her way.
I’d never had a woman touch me before, at least, never sexually. I was aroused in a whole new way, a completely different erotic sensation. I was starting to feel like cumming again when Megan’s soft red hair brushed my fac... Continue»
Tammy looked up, with wide, questioning eyes. Her mouth mere inches from Jay's freed prisoner, she asked, genuinely, "Can I taste it?"
"Yeah!" Jay blurted out.
So loud, in fact, was Jay's exclamation that the couple in the car next to theirs stopped their ministrations to look. Realizing it was simply a girl giving a guy head, they went right back to their own funplay.
Tammy's tongue snaked from her mouth as she began to taste the glistening snowcap. Tammy jerked back for a moment, to the immediate sound of Jay's dismayed groan. The cream on Jay's cock reminded Tammy of the hair ge... Continue»
Katie called me and asked me to meet her over at my mother-in-law's house. She was the realtor for the property, and she wanted me to help move some things around to show the house better. So I took off early from work and met her at the house.
Katie was 32 at the time, married with a daughter. She was very cute, though a little plump, but dressed very well and had a winning smile. Thick auburn hair, a big chest, and a quick laugh. She asked me to rearrange some of the furniture to make the house seem bigger, so we moved a few things until we got to the master bedroom.
As we moved, we ta... Continue»
You walk through the french doors into the backyard. As you pass the outdoor kichen off the patio you grab a bottle of Mountain Dew from the small built in fridge and stroll out to the pool.
I am lightly dozing, sunbathing naked in a lounge chair. I wake as your shadow falls across me. You have already changed into your favorite pair of jeans though you have left the top couple of metal buttons undone. The worn denim is soft and hugs your ass, your thighs and the bulge of your oversized cock to perfection. My breathing and my pulse start to pick up as I recognize the look ... Continue»
Previously in "Gluteus Maximus" - Chapter Sixteen
The cock in my ass must've cum, cause I felt it leave and another one take
its place. This one was bigger and I momentarily caught a glimpse of Harold
the bartender pumping into me calling me a "fucking cum slut".
I remember looking up at the ceiling to see George and two other guys
jerking off over my face and descended into darkness.
I don't know how many guys fucked me that night. I like to think it was
only three or four, but it was probably eight or ten.
At a certain point I heard a scuffle and people yelling, pushing and
Xan and Mitchell were best friends, and everyone knew it.
There was a party in Vegas at the Bellagio hotel, everyone was having
A great time, yet Xan looked discouraged and sat in the corner in the suite
Hallway and she was staying at the hotel herself. Mitchell came and asked,
"You okay?", "I don't know," replied Xan with an enchanting smile towards
Mitchell. Even though Mitchell was in a closed boring relationship, he saw
Xan was a knockout in her silky gold dress with her nipples poking through the
Fabric wanting to be touched. "I'm going to my room," Xan sighed as she stood up
Ayer se quedo a dormir en casa una migo de mi marido por lo que ayer estuvimos despiertos hasta un poco mas tarde que de costumbre. Al despertarme he acercado mi mano a la polla de mi marido y allí estaba el como siempre co su miembro erecto, tamaño normal pero bien enervado y gordo, como a mi me gustan. No he podido resistir la tentación de empezar a masturbarle y despertarle hasta consegurlo, y cunado ha abierto los ojso le he dicho calla y goza, no querras despertar a nuestro invitado. no no quiero a contestado el mientras agarraba mi pelo y dirigia mi boca hasta sus pelotas, Irene pero c... Continue»
A Female Sexual Story
The title does not allow you the pleasure to describe the loss of your virginity, nor does age allow you the scope or breadth of descriptive prose to fully say what it is like to feel a man's cock enter you, the parting of that thin line that forms your girlish pussy, from which you pee, as you squat to do so.
When that thin line parts it displays another set of pinkish sensitivity, a small clitoris that makes you touch yourself discretely, or the more dangerous opening, the one that requires the same clitoris to propel you onto a cock to fuck, yes, no matt... Continue»
It was a warm summernight in Pillai, the town where Falara raised up and where she lived the most time of her c***dhood. Now she wen't back to her home town and everything reminds her of the old times. While Falara is in memories she tries to hold her blond hair back which gets blowed my a calm wind. For the travel she took wears her purple-goldish robe which is tight to her breasts and hips but gives her a strong feeling, same with her goldish boots which go knee-high. The skirt of the robe is slighty waving in the wind and Falara closes her eyes to enjoy this warm summer breeze.
She i... Continue»
You call me up on the telephone and tell me you are in my area. You ask me if it is okay if you drop by and see me. That you really want to.
"Sure." I say a smile appearing across my face.
"Great. See you in a few sexy." you say.
We then hang up the telephone at the same time. The thought of getting to see you again at such a random moment has my pussy already soaking wet. I let my hands travel down my body and touch my pussy through my shorts. I moan as the thought of you touching me runs through my mind. I rub my pussy some more leaning against a wall. I then hear a car pull up in t... Continue»
"I've been watching you all night. You've been dancing for hours, moving your little body relentlessly in time with the music. I've seen the delightful sight of your perky tits pressing against the flimsy material of the crop top, and ogled the sight of your gorgeous bare legs disappearing up into the short skirt you're wearing. Your pert, shapely ass has had me mesmerized, wondering what it would look like in the flesh. The club is hot, and sweat covers the naked parts of your body, adding to the horny spectacle.
You've looked at me and smiled, but I presume you think I'm gay because ... Continue»
I have this friend Robert that was always talking about this bitch he picked up, now his ex-girlfriend. It seems the more she drinks the hornier she gets. This was something I had to see for myself!
It all started one night out at a bar. He was the right guy at the right time and twenty minutes later he was shoving his dick in her d***ken cunt the rest of the night. In fact every time she has gotten d***k since then, which is practically every night, he is fucking her. Chelsea truly is a d***ken slut. She works everyday, comes home or goes out, gets d***k and fucks all night then does it al... Continue»
Once again, this is a true story of another dating site success.
I had been chatting online to Jayne for a while, she lived on a narrow boat near to Tamworth. Our chats had become very intimate, and it was only time before we agreed to meet.
I had a day off work and drove down to meet Jayne at the marina where her boat was moored. It was a lovely sunny day although a little cool. I parked up and she showed me the way to her boat, then showed me round it. It was about 35 foot long, going down the stairway at the back into a kitchen area, then into a sitting area, before going through a cu... Continue»
She knew she shouldn't be here. There was someone waiting on her at
home that loved her and she loved in return. She wondered why his love
wasn't enough. Why she couldn't be happy with the tender way he loved her.
Why she yearned for a Master's touch. They were happy, or at least he
thought. How could he understand the cravings she felt to be d****d over a
man's knee, to feel the warm fire of heat that a spanking gave her. Or how
being suspended and flogged made her feel more desire than she could ever
explain to him.
She knew as soon as she walked through the Master's
Chapter Two–My Descent into Perversion
This story of revenge comes to you through my girlfriend's side of the ex-f****y. Only a shit-kicker town group of people could be responsible for something like this. The main characters are: her ex-b*****r In Law (I'll call him Bill), his born-again ex-wife gorilla (I'll call her Bag) and her gorgeous, wild, young nubile niece (I'll call her Gwynn).
I am still with Midge. I can barely tolerate the woman but until something better comes along I'll take the occasional lame sex. Bill owns and operates a strip club a couple hou... Continue»
When I was a freshman at college, an old neighbor of mine came back from Wales. The last time I saw him was when I was in grade school. He has this daughter who's two years older than me.
One day, I went to the beach; which was my backyard, and saw my neighbor. He approached me and said hi. We talked about stuff that changed over the years, about his job and how hard it is to raise a f****y, about me going to college. Then I opened up about her daughter.
"How's Geo?" I asked.
"She's fine. She's going to college next year." He answered.
"Here? I thought she'd be studying in Wales" I... Continue»