As i lay in bed with her, skin to skin i begin to imagine whats in them red lace frenchies. Is it juicy? Clean shaven? I cant help but imagine myself licking on her pussy and sucking on her clit. Listening to her breathing and i just want to hear her moan with pleasure i begin to get wet and uncontrollable my hand just wont stop as they make there way to my awaiting juicy pussy. Its almost as if ive cum with one touch. I slowly moved my hand towards her panty line and she begins to relax her legs and open her thighs slowly... At that moment i knew she wasnt asl**p but we both pretended we didn... Continue»
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I hesitantly agreed to meet him. What could I be thinking, he is a young 27 yo BBC and I am a married 40 yo white woman. I know what I was thinking, how much I wanted that BBC. We had been talking online for weeks. First just getting to know each other and then he started talking dirty with me. Teasing me on how he wanted to grab my big booty and how he wanted to fill me up with his thick dark cock. Every time I talked to him my pussy would get wet. So when he kept asking me to meet him for a drink in a public place, I thought what could be the harm.
He did have one request though, that I wor... Continue»
It all started at a lake one summer when I ran into an old friend. I told my wife that my friend had always said that he would like to fuck her. He never had said anything but I knew he wanted to just by the way he looked at her, and it was always a fantasy of mine to watch another man fuck my wife. She shrugged it off and said that I wasn’t telling the truth. I never thought to much of it as I had mentioned things like that to her before and she always said “yah right” or “whatever” and nothing more was ever said.
Our friend moved into our campsite a couple of days later as his f... Continue»
My heart was beating fast as Rebecca answered the door and invited me in. After months of swapping photos and chatting the moment had arrived. I was floored by how much more sexier she was than the photos we had been exchanging. My cock instantly became enraged as I stared at her. Rebecca had the cutest cheeks and eyes and she new how to do her makeup to accentuate her beauty. She wore a nice shoulder length brown wig. She had on a nice layer of foundation, her eyebrows painted dark. Eye lashes thick and full with eyeliner and sexy eye shadow under and around her eyes. Her full lips painted ... Continue»
I come home from work and tell you that I have plans for you tonight. I ask you if you’re hungry for cum, a lot of cum. Your eyes get big, and you say, “Oh yes! I love cum. I always want cum, you know your cum is the best.” You come close to me, breasts rubbing my chest as you cup my big balls and then slowly stroke my large cock. I laugh and tell you that I know that and that you’re the best Cum Slut any man could want. I rake my hand through your hair and pull your full lips back to accept my deep kiss. I whisper to you while I’m kissing you and playing with your hard nipples, “... Continue»
My wife, Laura, and I had been working for several years in the same company. She was up on the 10th floor, and I down on the 3rd. We had a good work life together, and a good married life together. We still had sex, even after 15 years, but not as often as we'd have liked.
Our best friends were a couple we had met at work. I worked with both Jeff and Ginny when they moved into the company. Ginny stayed on, while Jeff moved on to a better job with a different company.
About 2 years ago, things started getting bad. Something happened and Ginny's self-esteem tanked. She was always a good wo... Continue»
I got to the job interview early; I used the time to go over everything I think they would ask. The secretary called me in and showed me to the head HR lady’s office. She looked to be in mid to late 50s and didn’t even stand up to shake my hand… “Mr. Sam” she said pulling her glasses down slightly over the bridge of her nose “I regret to inform you that the position you applied for has been filled, we… tried contacting you by phone and via email, but none of them seemed to work … cause here you are” “I…”, “I’ll tell you what” she moved the papers that were in the middle of the desk to the left... Continue»
I like looking round graveyards, I find them interesting looking at them and educating myself in the history, there's a badly overgrown graveyard around five miles of where I live and I've always wanted to check it out but never got round to it. As today was a sunny warm morning, I got a drink and decided to give it a look over.
I parked virtually outside the place and strolled into the yard and was looking round at all the old headstones, when I stumbled across a clearing, there was a high wall, maybe 20 foot high, and all the graves were tall monuments and badly overgrown, so I sat down a... Continue»
Martin Johnson was a shattered man, his idyllic married life in tatters with the sudden death of his beautiful blonde wife in a car accident. Night after night, he sat in his empty apartment, with no sounds of life other than his own breathing. He had taken up heavy drinking that was so out of character for the previously one glass of wine a night man.
As he sat, night after night, in the semi darkness for hours on end, he wrestled, not only with the loss of his wife -- the love of his life -- but the way she died. As a passenger in the car of her boss, just after leaving an ou... Continue»
by Kiran Ali
I was going 18 at the time and my s****r Kiran was almost 20. We are 18 months apart. She was the kind of s****r that no b*****r would have dream of before all our relation changed. I was on a fitness training to take entrance examination into a military academy that involved physical test like fitness, swimming and interview. So I was on almost top physical condition besides I was the school's soccer team. She was always picking up on my study. Something like peeking into my room to check whether I am ... Continue»
"If you don't like the idea of me being home late again, you can always come along and help me." said Mary with a pout.
"You must be k**ding!" I responded to my wife, "I'm completely wiped out by the time I finish work, the last thing I want to do is to start helping you with your trade fair exhibition!"
We continued our breakfast in comparative silence; the only words spoken being curt requests to pass the coffee or sugar. This was typical of my wife to spring this on me at the last minute. Apart from anything, I had a busy schedule today with meetings backed right up to 6pm. All I want... Continue»
This is my first attempt at writing so please forgive any errors or mistakes. I had a job at a local store, after just leaving high school at sixteen. After about six months, I had made some good friends, enjoyed some good staff nights out, and enjoyed a few smooches with a few female staff members of my own age.
Anyway, around this time, Hilary who was a supervisor, and I, struck up a friendship which was too develop beyond my wildest dreams.
One Friday evening, after a busy day at work, Hilary and I were chatting in the staffroom before heading home. We lived in the same area, so we agree... Continue»
Before you read this, I want you to know something. I am absolutely not a bad person. I see people of all races as people. I don't normally have weird fetishes. You see I grew up in a racially diverse, wonderfully f****y-oriented environment. My name is Evelyn Marguerite Jacobs and I'm a lifelong resident of Boston, Massachusetts. I grew up in a city where people of African-American, Asian, Hispanic or Native American descent made up half of the total population. A city which has been Black Police Chiefs, Latino mayors, African-American female State Representatives and openly gay Congressmen. ... Continue»
"Hi Daddy!" chirped my eighteen-year old daughter as she came into the house. I had my back to her as I was busy preparing something for her to munch on, and she hugged me from behind. Her soft breasts pressed against my back, giving me a familiar sense of heat at the touch, but it was something I had learned to live with. Her hands snaked over my chest and brushed my lips.
"Hi sweetie-pie!" I replied, kissing her fingertips. Stephanie giggled. It was a lovely sound, ringing clearly in my ears.
"Hmmm! Smells nice... whatcha cooking?"
"Nothing special," I replied, "And what smell?" I ... Continue»
The next day Mark didn't call me. I spent the day at home, a lot of it thinking about sucking my new master's cock. I masturbated while thinking about his thick manhood filling my mouth and throat.
Monday came and I went to work as usual. When Mark arrived I greeted him.
"Good morning, Sir." I heard myself say sir, but didn't think much of it.
Mark smiled back at me. "Morning." he said.
I found myself thinking about his cock all morning and even stealing glances at his crotch when I could. Mark was acting as if nothing had happened or changed between us. I tried to do the same. yet... Continue»
At 17 I never dreamed that I would be returning to live with my father. I said “I do” to my high school sweetheart that year. The problem was, over the next five years he would continue to say “I do” to every woman that winked at him and after our first year of teaching, I said, “Enough,” and had no where else to go.
Fortunately, that was also the summer when my little b*****r was going to leave our small town where he had worked since he was 15 in the medical equipment center and go for 6 weeks of basic training and 2 weeks of advanced combat medical training with the army reserve. So the... Continue»
Getting out of the car at the hospital mom lead the way to the emergancy room then to the sign in desk which the woman behind the desk asked, "May I help you?"
"Yes I hope so. I'm Mrs. June Harriason, I'm here to see my daughter Magan Harriason that was brought in from a car accident."
"Okay, hold on a minute and I'll be right back." the woman then stood up and went through a door behind her.
It took a moment for the woman to return, "Mrs. Harriason, if you would step out and to your right there at the door, is another door and someone will be there to meet you and let you in."
A n... Continue»
It was a Saturday and I was just strolling down the High Street, going nowhere in particular, when I noticed a commotion down a side alley. A largish male was pushing two girls around; they both looked pretty distressed. I grabbed the bloke as he slammed one of the girls into a door, and he went arse-over into the road, got up and took a swing at me. I dodged, and gifted him a right hook; his nose took the brunt and spurted bl**d instantaneously. He thought about coming again, but the bl**d was pouring from his nostrils; he staggered off, thinking better of it.
The two girls were a litt... Continue»
e had fantasized about those tits for as long as he could remember. Ever since he was old enough to know what a hard-on was, Gabe got one whenever he saw his Aunt Marlena. It was not as if his father's s****r was the image that most adolescent fantasies were made of, but there was definitely something about the woman the enthralled her nephew completely. She was not what most might consider gorgeous, though she was in no way unattractive. Any hint of grey was hidden with frequent colouring and highlights to her brown hair, which she usually kept permed and trimmed fairly short, with her curls ... Continue»
Anita and a fantasy fulfilled
I had been chatting on the net for several weeks with Erasmus, a nice huge black man that I had met at some friend`s party some time ago.
We talk mostly about sex, of course and I had been telling him that my fantasy was to be sold as a slave and used as a sex toy by many men.
He laughed, telling me that he was able to fulfill the fantasy of every white woman.
Some weeks ago he invited me to have dinner. My loving Victor was away from town for several days, so, he would not even notice my cheating with Erasmus.
We met at a nice restaurant outside th... Continue»