She undid her top and cupped it in her hands.Then, She paused for a moment to take it all in. It was claret that most of the guys were now pitching tents. She watched their hand movements in silence and saw that a few at the back were actually jerking off. Damn! That was just like what Jenny said would happen. Amna allowed her hand to fall to the side and her top followed suit. Then, she let out a soft sigh as her large boobs bounced before her. When she looked up again, almost everyone was staring at her in utter disbelief. Her boobs had two small, black tapes that covered her nipples. Anna sat in the chair, faced the audience and chipped her breasts. "Ugh" she sighed loudly. The men exchanged curious glances with each other. "If only two gentlemen would help me to remove this tape." She said. The sound of chairs scraping floor echoed through the room as several guys excitedly got up. Within seconds, two men made it to the stage, and one reached out his hand towards her bust.
I awake to darkness and warm kisses on my neck, the pressure of a soft body against my back, a hand touching my chest.As she notices that I am conscious, the kissing stops, replaced by a soft voice in my ear. "I had a nightmare."She has never been very comfortable talking about sex directly, and so during the course of our relationship there has developed code language or sorts. In this case, she means that she's woken up horny.The bed creaks as I turn towards her, my hands finding her hair, messy from sleep. I kiss my way to her mouth, touching her soft lips with mine.I let my hand slide down the smooth fabric of her T-shirt. Grasping at underwear that already weren't there, I find myself instead with a fistful of her ass. Her lips form a smile against mine as she giggles.I slide my hands up the smooth skin of her braless back then gently drag my nails back again. Her breath catches, the bed emitting another creak as I shift my weight until I lie on top of her, supported by my e
I lay in bed listening to the alarm on my phone go through it's second snooze cycle. "Get up," I told myself. "You are a good auntie, you are a good little sister."I'd taken a semester off uni to spend three months wandering through south-east asia, and when I'd returned, my sister Luna and her boyfriend, Sam, had offered me their flat, rent free, until I got myself organised.To help out, I'd been helping around the house and this early Saturday morning I was taking their five year old son to soccer. Luna had looked intensely grateful.She'd complained that with a five year old in the house, she and Sam didn't get much one on one time together. I hoped that this morning they would be having lots of hot and sweaty sex while I shivered on the sideline watching two packs of five year olds chase a ball around.Joey tumbled out of the car and ran over to where his team was forming around their coach, I spied a coffee van, bought an extra strong flat white, and found a spot where I could
---I felt a surge of warmth in my core. This could be fun after all.At lunchtime on the day of our meeting, I sent him a photo of myself wearing a sheer short summer dress. It buttoned up the front and had thin spaghetti straps. I added the text, "$3 from a charity shop. Do your worst."I was actually nervous as I waited for him to arrive. I knew I didn’t like the man as a person, and I knew I was breaking my own “no married men” rule. But I needed to fuck, and Steve had a good body. He was such an easy lay, and the sport of getting him here had been fun.I lay back on the lounge and let my fingers wander over my body. I excited my nipples, running my fingernails up the insides of my thighs until I cupped myself through the dress. I imagined Steve tearing it off.Then the doorbell rang.I opened the door, and for a moment, we just looked at each other. I was expecting him to throw me over his shoulder, carry me to the bedroom, and for us to fuck till neither of us could walk straigh
The office coffee machine simply would not brew. "Hey. How's it going?"I had been so engaged in my staring contest with the pitiable machine that I'd failed to notice my colleague sneaking up beside me."Fine, I guess." I was never sure what to answer. Most people didn’t want to know, but if so, then why ask? So I settled for some kind of middle ground."Late-night coffee?""Yeah. Who needs sleep, right?" When she didn't answer, I continued. "At least if this thing ever decides to...""I want you to lick me."She had leaned in towards me, her warm breath in my ear taking me by surprise even before the words started sinking in."What did you say?""You heard me." Her voice had a hint of mischief to it as she pressed herself against me. Shoulders hard against mine, lips tickling my ear."I'm not sure..." I felt myself redden. There was no way I was going to say what I thought I'd heard. The social ramifications would be catastrophic if I was wrong."I. Want. You. To. Lick. Me." She os
I smiled at the slight squeal she made as I entered her with my finger, rubbing gently against her walls. Her leg wrapped around my neck, pressing my nose hard against her.She was doing all the work now, hands still holding my jaw and hair, hips grinding her clit against my tongue. Her breathing was coming in short gasps, the smell and taste of her was almost overwhelming.The coffee machine finally erupted. Not long after, so did she.I felt muscles tightening as she gave up any pretense of suppressing her voice. Shaking fiercely, an almost animal groan interrupted by sharp intakes of breath.As she sat on the countertop, shaking at the slightest touch, I looked up at her face. Her jaw unclenched, and her eyes opened to look back down on me with a huge smile. "Fuck that was good!"I smiled back, her taste still in my mouth as she pulled me up towards her, giving me the kiss she'd promised. Hand still grasping my hair as her tongue entered my mouth and I tasted her saliva. The kiss w
SEDUCING THE STRAIGHT BRIDE-1 "Will you be my Maid of Honour?" Jennifer asked Lara. Lara was Jennifer's fiancé sister. Ever since Jennifer fell in love with Mark, she grew to love his sister too. "Really?" she asked, clearly surprised by the question."Yes, you've become like a sister to me and I think it would make Mark happy too," Jennifer explained. She had asked Mark what he thought of her asking Lara instead of her best friend Kendra, who Mark didn't like much. She stressed that Kendra would still be a bridesmaid, but since she lived three hours away, having someone local to help her with all the preparations made more sense. Plus, Lara was a complete sweetheart, while Kendra... well, let's just call her an acquired taste.Lara nodded, giddy with excitement; Jennifer appeared to be making a long-term fantasy of hers come true, "Of course Jennifer, I'd love to."Lara moved in for a hug, feeling Jennifer's huge tits squish against her body.Jennifer said, "That's awesome."Meanwh
"You don't even know the half of it, not even a third," Lara countered, the idea of seducing her brother's bride-to-be growing increasingly appealing and, she thought, possible. She was definitely laying the groundwork for such a possibility.Jennifer looked at the redheaded beauty and thought to herself, Shit, she really is a temptress."That dress is even better," Lara approved, thinking of crawling underneath the white dress for a snack."It is," Jennifer agreed, pushing the brief lesbian thought out of her head and back to the task at hand... a wedding dress."How do I look?" Lara asked. "Good enough to eat?""You really are so bad," Jennifer said, shaking her head."I'll take that as a yes," Lara said."Don't put words in my mouth," Jennifer responded."I rather put something else in your mouth," Lara teased bluntly.Jennifer shook her head. "You never stop.""I always get what I want," Lara continued on, truly getting what she wanted more often than not."It's tempting," Jennife
HOW I FÛCKED MY BESTFRIEND'S MOTHER (5)I let out a low grunt. Then, I whimpered softly as she ran a finger on the tip of my dripping cóck head which felt like a raw nerve. Fuckkkk!It felt crazy that I was in this position with Marks mother when he laid next to me, deeply asleep. What if he woke up? I wondered. But I didn't wonder for too long because I soon began to squirm in the bed, moaning as she ran her hand across it."Let's get it nice and wet." She whispered.She began to stroke it again and it felt even better as her hand slid along my now slick cóck."Do you feel good, baby?""Hmm-mm" I groaned into her palm."It sure feels could, but can you jerk yourself off?"Before I could say anything in response, she let go of my cóck and rose to her feet. My heart raced. Then, she shot a quick glance at Mark before she lifted the sheet up, keeping her hand over my face. Next, she leaned over the bed and put her face over my cóck as her mouth opened wide before it. My eyes felt li
How I Fûcked my Bestfriend's mother. (4)••••••"Damn it." I said softly."Because I will, I'll get on my knees and blow your cóck the way those girls at school haven't learned how to yet. You ready for that Steven, you ready to fûck a real woman?"Was this really happening? A part of me was waiting to wake up in the small twin bed Mark had set up for me in his room with a raging hard on. Another nasty dream about Melanie, the red hot milf. But her hand in my hair felt real and so did her hot breath on my neck."I've been waiting for you Steven. I told myself that the next time I saw you, I would do what I wanted to do last year. Well, here you are in my house, looking damn good, better than ever. Honey, I want to take you for a long hard ride. That is if you want to?"Her lips pressed against my neck and I heard a pathetic whimpering sound and blushed when I realized it was coming from me."Ohh, I like that." She purred, "That just from a kiss? What are you going to sound like when
(How I Fûcked my Bestfriend's mother -3)LATER THAT EVENING"Fuck!" Mark yelled, "Watch out for that...""Goddamn it!" I exclaimed while watching our guys get blown up in their jeep, "How the hell did he still have anything left in that tank?""Maybe he found ammo." He sighed, disgustedly putting his controller down and taking a swig of Mountain Dew, "That's the third time these idiots beat us.""No, kidding, what the hell are they, professional mercenaries?" I removed my headset not caring if the clowns we were playing heard me or not."Nah, he said they just have no lives." Mark laughed listening to them talk on his headset, "They want to know if we want to play together with them in a four on four.""Yeahh, sure." I said, "But I need to take a leak and give my eyes a couple of minutes off.""Sure, just give us a few." Mark said, then leaning back in the old car seat he had gotten at the scrap yard and used as a gaming chair. Then, he started playing a solo game."Man, don't you eve
HOW I FÛCKED MY BESTFRIEND'S MOTHER (2)I remembered countless nights of sleeping over, sitting on the floor of the living room, watching movies or playing video games while sneaking furtive glances at Melanie. She would lie on the couch, either watching TV with us or reading.She never dressed provocatively, but she had no issue wearing shorts that emphasized the word short or the little dresses she wore when she went to sit by the beach—dresses she would often leave on when she came home.Melanie was a dance instructor and had the legs to prove it. My eyes would run up and down those legs, imagining my tongue doing the same. At night, when I knew Mark was asleep, I would slip into the bathroom and jerk off, thinking about those legs—as well as her lips—wrapped around me.I hadn't seen Melanie in nearly a year. While at school, my fantasies had shifted to the numerous hot young coeds I saw every day. But after less than five minutes of staring at her ass, I was reminded why she had
(A young man has a late night encounter with his bestfriend's mother)I was nineteen years old. A legal adult. I’d survived a year of college two thousand miles away, managed my own schedule, did my own laundry, and didn’t starve to death. And yet, according to my parents, I still couldn’t be trusted to stay home alone for two damn weeks. Ridiculous. With an annoyed sigh, I stuffed the last of my clothes into the suitcase and yanked the zipper shut. My smaller bag—packed with essentials like my iPod, Samsung tablet, and a couple of books—sat next to it, mocking me. Two weeks of exile at my grandparents’ house. Two weeks of early dinners, nosy questions, and no freedom. And for what? Because my parents thought I’d throw a massive house party the second they left for their cruise? Like I had an endless supply of girls just waiting to flood through the front door? Please. I hadn’t even been back long enough to reconnect with anyone. Chelsea and I had broken up two months before t
Have you ever been fucked in the most random place ever?If so, then let me tell you a quick story of how I became the personal slut for my colleague at college.Don't judge me!******(This morning)So, we have 15 minutes between classes, but he's persistent.He grabs my hand and pulls me into the men's room on the third floor of the physics building."This is crazy," I whisper, my heart pounding. "We're gonna get caught!""Nobody ever comes up here," he murmurs, his lips already dangerously close to mine. "Besides, I know you want it..."He knows I'm a horny little slut. Fuckkk. He knew I wanted his cock in me.Our backpacks hit the floor. He pins me against the wall, his mouth crashing into mine, his tongue teasing, demanding. He knows I like it rough. He knows every little trick to drive me insane.I can feel the hard line of his cóck through his jeans as he grinds against me.He grabs my butt and my tîts, teasing my nîpples through my tee shirt.He takes my hair out of my ponytai
Fucked by the sperm donor (6)Andrew cupped her breasts, his gaze dark with hunger. They were just as he had imagined—full and soft, with stiff pink nipples that stood like tiny pencil erasers, begging for his attention.Lily gasped as Andrew's lips found her skin, his slow assault beginning with teasing kisses and firm strokes. Her body tingled, anticipation curling in her belly as she looked down at his dark lips enveloping her sensitive peaks.Andrew enjoyed playing with his prey. He was experienced—his body count easily exceeded a hundred women—but Lily, of course, didn’t know that. His health checks were all clear, not that she thought to ask.He had a thing for white women, and the thought of planting his seed inside this loving wife made his blood rush south. Still, he knew he had to pace himself, to hold back and be respectful—at least for now."Sorry," he murmured against her skin. "This will be a lot easier if we're both turned on."Lily bit her lip. She was nervous, but her
Lily fucks the sperm donor (5)The drive to Andrew’s apartment passed in a blur. Lily’s mind raced, uncertainty hanging heavy in the air. Janine, full of energy, tried to keep things light.“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this! It’s going to be wild.”“Yeah, wild,” Lily echoed, her heart pounding. “Let’s just hope it doesn’t get too crazy.”Janine laughed and nudged her. “You’ll be fine. You’re in control.”When they arrived, Janine led the way. They rode the elevator in silence, tension thick between them. As they reached Andrew’s floor, Janine turned to Lily, her expression serious.“I’ll be in the living room. Knock if you need anything. You got this, Lil.”Lily nodded, took a deep breath, and walked to Andrew’s door. Her nerves fluttered as she knocked. A moment later, the door swung open. Andrew stood there in a fitted T-shirt and jeans, his dark hair slightly messy, a warm smile on his face.“Lily,” he greeted, stepping aside. “Great to finally meet you.”“Hi, Andrew.” She
Lily fucks the sperm donor (4)“Of course,” he said, sitting next to her on the bed. “What’s up?”Lily took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment. “You remember how we talked about alternative options? Well... Janine and I discussed something that might help us.”David’s expression shifted, a mix of curiosity and apprehension flashing across his face. “What do you mean? Did you find another doctor?”“No, it’s not about a doctor,” she began, trying to gauge his reaction. “It’s about a donor.”“A donor?” he echoed, his voice edged with confusion. “What do you mean?”“Janine has a friend,” she explained carefully, pulling her phone back into her lap and scrolling to the photos. “His name is Andrew. He’s successful, healthy, and... well, he’s quite attractive.”Lily hesitated, watching David’s brow furrow deeper as she pulled up the pictures. “He’s a stockbroker, and I thought you might want to see for yourself.”She held her phone out to him, and David took it, his eyes scannin