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
My Wife's First Gangbang (3)Hank reached over and pulled her legs off the bed, placing her feet on the floor. She was now face down, bent over the side of the bed with her feet on the floor, arms around Ed's legs and his cock in her mouth. Hank stood behind her."Uhm.." He cleared his throat, "Do you have any lubricant? I need to—""She's wet." I said, pointing at my wife's bare pussy. "Wet from all that cum and her own juices."Hank shone his head, licking his lower lips. " Well, Ed loves her face, but I want her ass." I looked at my wife. She knew that I was with some lubricant, bit she pulled away from Ed's cock and said, "No, I don't think we have anything."I pretended to go along with her new found shyness. It was obvious that she didn't want to take any cock in her ass, but I wanted that. You could call me crazy, but it made me horny just as I thought about Hank's cock being shoved up her bouncy ass."Wait a sec, we might have something." I said, as I headed over to my bag.
My Wife's first gangbang (4)After satisfying herself, Diane left to the bathroom.So, the men and I went over to the other room so we could share a drink together. However, Ted and Hank left just before Diane returned. "Where's Ted?" Dianne asked, walking into the room. Her eyes scanned the room and settled on Mike who gestured for her to join him on the couch.She chuckled, taking off the small towel that was wrapped around her chest. I swallowed hard as her boobs bounced. The other men licked their lips, as they eyed her nose body. "He left. Hank did too." Mike replied with a hoarse voice. "Oh, really?" Diane said as she sat next to him. I watched them in silence as Mike took off his tie and knotted it around her wrist.."Damnn. Where's this headed?" She asked, almost breathless. Mike winked at me. "Don't worry, it's what you really want!""He wants to be your master." Ed chipped in as he emptied his glass and dropped it on the table. "My husband will not like—" Diane stutt
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