Who has the sexîest bóóbs? (3)We were discussing breasts," said Michelle. "What sort of breasts do men find sexy. Well really, which of us has the sexiest breasts?""Wow" was all I managed, then continued. "Not all men find the same thing sexy.""Then let's take a sample of one" said Sandy, who I had found out had a degree in mathematics."You want me to score you and your friends' breasts on some sort of scale?""Yep""No way. One of you will think I am lying and trying to get into her pants and the other three will hate me.""No, we promise to accept your honest assessment and we will all still lust after you afterwards," said Sandy laughing."If I am going to do this, I need to do a serious analysis," I told them. "I'll need to perform multiple tests.""What sort of tests," asked Michelle, who seemed to be the least enthusiastic."I don't know yet," I told her honestly. "But any of you can pull out at any time and will retain the points accumulated to that point.""What do you mean
Who has the sexîest bóóbs? (4)I took Michelle first, kneeling behind her. I undid the ties on the sides of her bikini and threw it aside. She was wet and ready, and I pushed into her quickly and deeply as I spread her arse cheeks, watching her push back against me as I thrust into her. She was moaning and crying out with pleasure, occasionally looking up at Sandy and Heather, who were watching us intently. Sandy had her hand inside her bikini, obviously playing with herself. After a couple of minutes, I pulled out and moved to Debbie, who had already taken off her bikini bottoms and was on her knees waiting for me. "Fuck me, just fuck me hard," Debbie told me. As I pushed into her, I watched as Michelle rolled onto her back and slipped one hand between her legs, fingering herself and playing with her clit while pulling on her nipples with the other hand. Debbie was tight and wet, making the most amazing sounds of pleasure, crying out without caring if anyone heard her or tha
Author's note: This story contains scenes of gay male sexual content.I first met my wife at a party where she was the center of attention, fûcking one well-hung guest and blowing another. And she kept repeating that pattern, again and again. I had spent a good part of that afternoon impressing a few of the women attending with my love for eating pûssy.Since I'm a little bigger than average in the dîck department (8 inches), they appreciated pretty much everything I offered them. I was taking a recuperative break from my actions when I wandered into the room where Marcella was engaged.It was clear that she was into it. I was sitting back on an easy chair, cold beer in hand, cóck beginning to awaken as I watched this big woman take on man after man in all her various holes, never seeming to slow down except for some amazing orgasms that had her shouting and screaming.There were at least three men waiting at either end, slowly jerking their cócks and clearly expecting their turn. And
My wife made me a cócksucker -2"Obviously, you are more than interested—you are excited. I can't remember ever having you cum so quickly!""Me either. I admit, the idea of you watching me suck some guy's cock has been a hidden dirty fantasy. Obviously, not hidden anymore. Tell me—there was this thing you did when my cock got to the back of your mouth. What was that? Just before you swallowed it.""I yawned. Or at least went through the motions. It opened my throat. Now that you know the secret, we had better move to the next step."With that, she reached into her nightstand, grabbed something, and rolled out of bed. "I'll be right back," she said, ducking into the bathroom.She emerged a moment later, but now she suddenly had a dick. "Get over here, mister, and get on your knees."She was in charge—there was no doubt—so I got out of bed, moved in front of her, and sank to my knees on the soft carpeting. My cock had jumped to attention once again."This is my cock, and I want you to m
My wife made me a cócksucker -3Marcella moaned . “I forgot to tell you, Adam, that Xander’s an amazing kisser. Let him kiss you!” I closed my eyes and surrendered to the sensations, letting Xander take charge of my mouth. Meanwhile, my hands were at work on the growing bulge in his pants.I knew he was big, but there’s a difference between hearing a number and feeling a hot, hard, thick côck. Soon, my hands were at his belt, undoing it, unbuttoning his pants, and unzipping them. I reached inside, under his boxers, and put my hands on his big dîck.It was electrifying. Some sensations were similar to mine—the feel of the skin, the moisture at the tip—but he was inches bigger and thicker. His cóck somehow seemed hotter than mine, and his balls were definitely larger. “Well, cocksucker, take it out and get to work,” Xander commanded. “You know what my nutt tastes like. Now it’s time to get it from the source. Suck my dîck!” I freed his monster rod, and it jutted out of his pants.
"How long have we been sleeping?""The sun is setting, so a couple of hours."I rolled over in bed and snuggled deeper into Jacob's armpit, enjoying our extended afterglow. "I'm living in a fairy tale. You are my prince.""I don't have a white horse.""You have my heart."We pressed our naked bodies closer together under the sheet.He laid his hand on my bare chest. "Thump thump.""Make it beat faster."Jacob leaned over and suctioned his lips around my puffy nipple. "Thump thump. Thump thump," he murmured. Then he slid his free hand across my thigh and rubbed my clit.My hand found his balls. I caressed them with my fingertips.He halted his gentle touches, reached under the mattress, and yanked out a wrapped condom. "They're everywhere." He worked it onto his cock and presented it to me for further petting.Between tender kisses, we fondled each other’s swollen parts as our bodies undulated on the bed, the friction of our entwined legs stimulating our groins, my hard nipples brushing
This story is about the first time I watched my wife have sex in public, but it wasn't with me. It was with several men. We had been married for 15 years, and with three kids, it’s hard to get alone time as often as we did when we were first married. We are moderately conservative people who enjoy a good dinner, good friends, and a good bottle of wine. In January of last year, we had an opportunity to arrange for the kids to stay at neighbors’ houses overnight. We decided to do something a little different for the occasion, so we reserved a room at an upscale hotel nearby. The plan was to go to a restaurant near the hotel and then return to the hotel for a nightcap at their lounge. Diane put on a simple black dress with thin straps that showed off her bare shoulders. The dress ended halfway down her thighs, making her legs stand out in her high heels. It wasn’t too revealing, but it was undeniably sexy, showcasing her figure perfectly. Diane, at 5’3”, has a great figure, shapely
My Wife's first gangbang (2)As the song finished, they definitely got the biggest cheer! Di came directly to me as the song ended. She pulled her dress back in place but left the straps off. I tightened the zipper just enough to keep her dress from falling forward again.As we waited for the next song to start, we were all talking. I kept my arm around Di. The hint of sexual tension was thick in the air. No one seemed to know what to do next or what we should—or shouldn't—do.The moment was exciting, and everyone was lively as another round of drinks was mixed. Another song started, and Ted took Di's hand. I think he had the hots for her from the beginning when he had suggested Di dance with Mike down in the hotel bar.As they danced, he turned her so her back was to him and completely unzipped her dress. It immediately fell to her waist. Di caught her dress and looked at me, and I just smiled.Ted began to pull her hands away from her dress, allowing it to fall to the floor. Now, sh
How I Fûcked my Bestfriend's mother (8)Wrapping my arms around her slender waist, I pulled her down against me and began driving my hips off the bed as hard as I could.Melanie removed her tît from my mouth and placing her face in my neck yelped into my ear.I Fûcked her as hard as our position would allow, her moans sending a shiver through me."Fûck, oh look at you! Fûcking me nice and hard! You like this pûssy Stephen? You like fûcking her? She's all yours, Baby, all summer long! I am all yours!"I continued to pound away and she resumed moaning and whimpering in my ear.Her nîpples were pressing into my chest and she was so fuckin' wet I could feel it on my thighs. Despite the fact I had experienced a massive orgasm a short while ago, I was now fûcking her hard and fast and was beginning to get close to orgasm again.Melanie heard it in my breathing and ordered, "Stop!"I stopped with my cóck buried deep inside her and she moved forward easing me from inside her."Not yet, honey.
How I Fûcked my Bestfriend's mother (7)She winked and gently began to suck on my balls, as she pumped my cóck in her now slick hand. My breathing was heavy and my eyes felt as if they were going to pop. Melanie was true to her word, and she took her time paying attention to my swollen balls with her tongue and lightly caressing my throbbing cóck.She worked her tongue back up to the tip and parting her lips wrapped them around the side of my cóck and began working them along my shaft."Oh, damn." I groaned, watching her work my cock with her full, soft lipsMelanie stopped moving and held her lips to my cock. I hesitated, but when she winked at me, I smiled and moved my hips, sliding my cóck through her lips. Melanie moaned softly and I saw she was rocking back and forth, her hips grinding. She was getting wound up again just by teasing me!Melanie removed her lips and sticking her tongue out slapped my hard cock against it. I moaned as she shook my aching dick back and forth, then
How I Fûcked my Bestfriend's mother (6)I kissed her neck, and it seemed like it got her even more aroused because she began to speak with a low voice."That's nice." She sighed, "Really nice! Honey, I needed this so fûcking bad!"Then, she did something I wasn't expecting.She pulled my hair, moved my head back, "That's sweet, Steven, and you can take your time later or tomorrow or whenever, but right now, I need you to suck on my tîts and make me cûm!"Later... tomorrow? I thought to myself.Holy shit!She was going to let me fûck her again after tonight! Even as my lips found her nîpple and I stroked the other breàst, I imagined two full weeks of sneaking in here at night, or maybe even early when Mark had to work!Two weeks of this hot milf fûcking me! Hell, maybe all summer.Goddamn! She was right.Melanie put her hands back on my shoulders and swung her other leg up and pushed herself up so that she was now kneeling on my thighs.Her wet pûssy slid along my cóck and I moaned whe
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