It's the start of the long weekend. The sky is crystal blue, the sun is glowing, and we find ourselves driving down a long, winding country road. It's been three hours since we left Sydney before we finally pull up in front of a log cabin. The cabin is charming, surrounded by complete serenity, with no one around for at least ten miles.We unload the bags from the car and step into the quaint accommodation. Inside, we are welcomed by the warmth of a cozy cabin: a log fire crackling in the corner, an old-fashioned four-poster bed, and an antique bathtub sitting just shy of the fireplace. But that’s not what catches your eye. What catches your attention is a petite brunette with sleek hair that falls just past her erect nipples. Her body is full with curves in all the right places. She kneels before us, completely naked. You lock eyes with me, and I mouth the word, “Surprise.” You smirk, that oh-so-naughty smirk, your eyes brimming with excitement—an excitement quickly replaced
(This story contains themes of Gày séx)I started school a year late and was, therefore, always a little more physically and mentally mature than my classmates. By the time I was eighteen, I looked more like I was twenty. I had a fit body from working on the family farm and swimming. At around six feet tall, one hundred seventy pounds, with more body hair than my friends, I stood out among my peers.At that time, I was good-looking enough that many of the girls were interested in me. I got a lot of dates and quickly learned how to get most of the girls to second base, sometimes even further. I loved licking a girl's pûssy until she was squirming and begging for more, desperate for cóck.I was horny all the time and jerked off multiple times a day, usually watching hetero pôrn. Slowly, I realized I was also turned on by the big cocks in those videos. This frightened me, making me wonder if I might be gáy. To avoid confronting that fear, I rarely watched man-woman pôrn and instead becam
I became gay at the coffee shop (2)He was clearly packing a big cock that filled out the front of his jeans in an almost vulgar way. My heart started beating rapidly, and I could feel the blood rushing to my head.He walked over and stuck his head in the door, hesitating for a moment as he heard Mrs. Neaves still talking. He smiled and shook his head knowingly."Blah, blah, blah... tell your grandmother... blah, blah... see you at church tomorrow... blah, blah, blah..." she droned on."Thank you, that's fine, Mrs. Neaves. I’ll let her know. Now, you run along home," I said, coming around the counter to gently but firmly usher her out of the shop.As soon as she was out of sight, I turned back to him. "Sorry about that.""No problem," he said with a chuckle. "We got several like that in the family. You just gotta let 'em talk it out."I couldn’t help but smile as he spoke, distracted by his towering presence and rugged masculinity. Standing next to him, I felt small, even at six feet
I became gay at the Shoe shop -3I rubbed his cóck on my cheek and it started to grow, the musky aroma of man filled my nostrils and I breathed it in deeply.Then, I kissed the head and tasted his sweet pre-cûm and sucked the head in my mouth.I couldn't believe what was happening. I was just experiencing my first taste and feel of a cóck.Damn! This was awesome. I peeled the foreskin back with my lips to feel the soft, moist head and let it push back into my throat. The veiny shaft was as soft as smooth calfskin.About three quarters of the way in, my gag reflex kicked in but I kept on taking his cóck in."Mmmm, yea boy, take that cóck, mmm, you sucked much cóck before?"I shook my head no."This your first côck, boy?"I shook my head yes."Damn, you're a natural."He rubbed my head appreciatively and the feel of his large hand on my head was great. He tugged gently on my ears and propped his fingers in my ears. The reduction in the loss of hearing made me feel as if I were in a dre
I became gay at the Shoe Shop (4)"You've got control, just sit down on it at your own pace."I slowly lowered myself down, making it easy for his veiny cock to glide in.FUUUCK, FUUCK, I couldn't even describe the sublime feeling that spread through my body.He massaged my neck and shoulders to get me relaxed for penetration through the ring muscle and soon it was in up to the hilt.GODDAMN! My ass felt so full."Ride it cowboy!"I started moving my ass up and down his cock as he tweaked and pinched my nipples. I rubbed strong forearms and arms taking in this big man's muscles and manliness. WOW, this was better than I had ever imagined!I pulled hard on his nipples and he began to thrust harder, I could feel his hard rod tickling my prostate lightly and electricity sparked through my body."Yea, ya like that dîck, boy?""Fuck yea, it feels soooo fucking good.""Treatin' ya like a little lady on your first time."I continued to ride him and massage his hairy chest, nipples and ran
It was Saturday morning at 7:30 a.m. I was sound asleep, happy I could rest longer after an exhausting work week. Suddenly, my phone rang. I stared at my watch. It was too early; what the heck?! I picked up the phone and saw it was Dad. "Hi, Dad, is there an emergency? Are you OK?" He laughed. "Everything is great! In fact, it's perfect. I am about to get married..." "Congratulations. Is it today?" "No, silly, next weekend." "So, couldn't you call a little later? I am sleep-deprived after a tough week at work." "Leon, don't be a party pooper. I am just too happy, and my adrenaline is off the roof, so I called my only family member to tell him the good news." "Dad, I am happy for you. Let me brush my teeth and have a short shower. When I am finished, I'll call you, and we'll talk about it." ... My mother died when I was 15 years old. Breast cancer took her life eight months after finding out the diagnosis. Dad and I were devastated. I guess it was easier on me since I
SEDUCED BY MY BUSTY STEP SISTERShe opened the door to the room I grew up in. Everything looked different. I used to have pictures of Michael Jordan and Angelina Jolie. Now, there were posters of Greenpeace and Brad Pitt. I giggled. "Isn't Brad Pitt a little too old for you?" "He still looks good, and I like his movies." "What are your other interests?" "I love photography, reading about pioneer discoverers, supporting efforts to prevent killing whales, and traveling abroad." "I’m an amateur photographer and also love to travel." "Leon, can I ask you a personal question?" "Sure." "Your father told me you have a house near the campus. Is it true?" "Yes. Why?" "In the summer, I'll start my first year in college. I do not wish to stay in the dorms. I don't have a car and hate relying on public transportation. Your dad offered to drive me from here every morning, but the hours are not convenient. Can I stay in your house for a while until I find a room I can rent near
Seduced by my busty step-sister (3)As I was thinking about how to move and adjust my cóck, Isabella whispered, "Leon, you can touch if you want." The sneaky bitch was awake the whole time!..."Bella, it's not a good idea.""Suit yourself. I love dozing on your lap. Your thigh muscles are very comfortable, and your hard dîck is a good sign that you find me I attractive." I didn't answer.For the next couple of minutes, she stayed in the same position and then turned on her side, facing my groin. The side of the robe closer to my legs landed on my thigh, and her boobs were exposed, although if I wished to see all of it, I had to bend down. I tried gingerly to do it, but my cock jerked in my pants. As my head was slowly moving down, I felt her fingers creeping toward my erection.What the hell?!She murmured, "Honey, you wish to watch my body, and I want to see yours. Shall we trade?""Bella, what are you doing to me? You promised to behave.""I know, but we are two consenting adults
A crazy game of truth and dare (8)“You…” Emma managed to pant out, breathless. “You’re the better fuck… mmm… your cock is so fucking big… ohhh… mmm…”Rob’s hands tightened on her hips, his pace quickening. Her breasts bounced against his chest with each thrust, her nipples brushing his skin. He groaned, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke.“I want you to say my name when you cum,” he murmured, his voice rough. “Tell me you love me.”He drove into her faster now, his cock slamming deep with every thrust. Her body was on fire, her nerves raw with sensation. She was close again, teetering on the edge.“Say it,” he demanded, his hand sliding up to squeeze her breast. “Say it as you cum all over my big cock.”“I… I…” she stammered, her breath hitching.“Say it, slut,” he growled. “Make me proud.”“I… I… oh my god… ohhh… ohhh… I love you…” The words tumbled out of her mouth, breathless and raw. It felt wrong—but god, it felt good. So much naughtier than anything she’d done tonight. Her o
A crazy game of truth or dare (7)Tony moved closer, almost leaning on Rob as he filmed. His eyes were locked on Emma’s body, on the way her tits squeezed around Rob’s cock.Rob noticed. “Kiss her, Tony,” he said. “It’s okay, mate. Just give me the phone. I’ll film.”Emma should have been disgusted. She should have said no. But as Tony grabbed her head and kissed her hard, she kissed him back. His tongue pushed into her mouth, rough and sloppy, but she didn’t care. There was something filthy about it. Something thrilling.She was lost in it now.And she never wanted it to end."Yeah... that's it. Good slut," Rob groaned, his tone thick with approval. "Mmm, yeah, your fucking tits are incredible."He held his phone steady, filming everything with practiced ease, capturing every angle as Emma obediently worked herself against him. Her full breasts bounced softly as she moved, her skin flushed with heat.She was breathless already, her lips wet and swollen from the non-stop kissing they’
A crazy game of truth or dare (6)Emma’s breath hitched. His words hit harder than any touch could. She felt his hands guiding her, and she didn’t resist. She climbed over him, straddling his lap, facing him. Her thong pressed against the bulge in his jeans, and she moaned without meaning to as she felt just how hard he was.They kissed again. Harder now. Messier. Full of need and something darker. Rob reached behind her, unclipping her bra completely and letting it fall behind her. Tony picked it up without hesitation, bringing it to his face and inhaling deeply. Emma’s stomach twisted, but instead of revulsion, it was excitement that flooded her.Tony rubbed the bra over his bulge, groaning as he did. Emma’s skin prickled. She could feel his eyes on her bare chest. She wanted to hide, to cover herself, but Rob wouldn’t let her. He held her in place, kissing her, controlling her.She was in just her thong and heels now. Grinding on her husband’s best friend, her own friend’s husband,
A crazy game of truth or dare(4)Emma didn’t have time to respond before Tony returned with three beers, handing them each a bottle.“To love,” he said, lifting his drink.Rob chuckled, raising his bottle to meet Tony’s. Emma followed, their bottles clinking together. She smiled faintly, though the alcohol was already making her head light.“Hey, Tony, can you do me a favor?” Rob asked, glancing at him over the rim of his bottle. “We didn’t get many pictures earlier… could you take a couple of us?” He handed Tony his phone without waiting for a reply.“Great idea, babe,” Emma said, giving Rob a half-smile. “Let me just put my clothes back on.”Rob waved his hand dismissively. “Oh, nonsense! I’ve got tons of boring photos. I want my bride in her sexy white lingerie.”Emma blushed, glancing down at herself. She was well aware of how little she was wearing, but hearing Rob say it out loud in front of Tony made her cheeks burn hotter.“Whatever you want, babe,” she replied, forcing a smil
A crazy game of truth or dare(4)Emma didn’t have time to respond before Tony returned with three beers, handing them each a bottle.“To love,” he said, lifting his drink.Rob chuckled, raising his bottle to meet Tony’s. Emma followed, their bottles clinking together. She smiled faintly, though the alcohol was already making her head light.“Hey, Tony, can you do me a favor?” Rob asked, glancing at him over the rim of his bottle. “We didn’t get many pictures earlier… could you take a couple of us?” He handed Tony his phone without waiting for a reply.“Great idea, babe,” Emma said, giving Rob a half-smile. “Let me just put my clothes back on.”Rob waved his hand dismissively. “Oh, nonsense! I’ve got tons of boring photos. I want my bride in her sexy white lingerie.”Emma blushed, glancing down at herself. She was well aware of how little she was wearing, but hearing Rob say it out loud in front of Tony made her cheeks burn hotter.“Whatever you want, babe,” she replied, forcing a smil
A Crazy game of truth and dare (3)“Now a selfie, bra sisters!” Rob teased, throwing an arm around her.She nodded enthusiastically, pressing against him as they posed for a few more shots. Then, without thinking, she reached out and gave his padded cup a squeeze, making an exaggerated honking noise.Rob laughed, taking his shot. He reached out and did the same to her.“Hey!” she gasped, feigning outrage.“You did it first!”“It’s hardly the same.”Rob smirked. “It’s exactly the same. You honked me, so I honked you.” To prove his point, he did it again.Emma burst out laughing, shaking her head. She wasn’t mad—far from it. The playful, mischievous energy between them was exactly what she’d been craving all week.“Truth or dare?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.Emma grinned. “I think we’re just on dares now.”“Alright then, Queen,” he drawled, waving her blouse like a flag. “The pizza guy will be here any minute, and you’re going to answer the door.”“Haha, not like this, I’m not!”“Oh,
A crazy game of truth and dare. (2)Emma stood up confidently, then immediately realized her skirt was too tight. As she tried to part her legs slightly, she gasped. “I’ll rip it!”Rob, lounging on the sofa with an easy grin, barely looked up. “Just pull it up a bit.” His voice was casual, almost indifferent.Emma nodded and adjusted the fabric, tugging it higher inch by inch until it was just longer than a mini skirt. Taking a deep breath, she started her star jumps. With every bounce, her skirt rode up slightly, and her firm breasts jiggled under the silk blouse. The smooth fabric clung to her body, accentuating her curves. Rob played it cool, laughing along so it didn’t seem like he was ogling her—though, in truth, he absolutely was.When she finished, she smoothed her skirt back down and flopped onto the couch. “Okay, truth or dare?”Rob smirked. “Dare again.”Emma’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “Alright, well, I’m starving. Order a pizza—but in a foreign accent. And no laughing.”
***********It had taken some effort, but Emma had finally managed to get her husband, Jason, to bed.“He’ll never learn,” Rob laughed as he and Emma made their way back downstairs.“Aww, bless him. He’s been working so much lately. Poor thing must be exhausted.” She tried to sound affectionate, but the truth was, she was annoyed.Tonight was supposed to be a fun, lively house party—a chance to catch up with friends, laugh, and drink long into the night. Instead, it had been a complete flop. It wasn’t even midnight, and only she and Rob remained. Sure, Jason had been overworked since his promotion, but that didn’t excuse him getting hammered within hours. He had been throwing back shots like a man on a mission, despite the fact that he famously couldn’t handle his liquor. The results were as predictable as they were humiliating: he insulted one of her friends and her husband, spilled a drink on another, and vomited in the kitchen before passing out on the stairs.To make matters worse
Brebda gets a tattoo and a cock (6)Minutes later, the tattoo artist and the other young men had gotten dressed, leaving only Brenda who still stood naked. Her new tattoo shone wet and bright on her inner thigh."Wow," She muttered. "I uh, I'm sorry about your swimsuit," the young man who had torn it said, staring at the useless rag on the floor."Shit," Brenda said as she realized she had nothing to wear. "How am I going to get out of here?" The three men stared at her in silence."Well...uh...." Dan began then stopped at a loss. He thought for a moment about offering her his shirt. Secretly though, he harbored a fantasy of seeing her walk naked and cum covered along the sidewalk outside in front of everyone."Shoot," the tattoo guy said, avoiding her eyes, "we don't have anything extra here, and I don't think any of our clothes would fit you."Brenda looked down at herself and lifted her huge tits in front of her. "No, not with these babies," she said.Then she picked up the torn