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
(Grace wants to lose her Vîrginty. She asks Tom for help)Grace tugged at the strap of her black singlet and sighed. She'd spent so long thinking about this moment that she couldn’t believe she was actually going through with it today.Her knuckles rapped against the door, and she took a step back. Her heart was thudding so loudly the beats pounded in her ears.While she waited for the sound of footsteps, she smoothed her hands over her denim skirt and turned to gaze at the street behind her.Sunlight bounced off the windshield of her parked car, a dog barked in the distance, and the smell of a barbecue wafted on the wind. It was just a typical Sunday for most people, but not for her.Grace shoved her blonde hair back from her face and told herself to keep it together.She flattened her palm against her stomach, closed her eyes, and concentrated on deep breaths. With each second that ticked by, she considered the wisdom of running away and pretending this had never happened.It was a
Grace's First Sèx (2)Grace shook her head at the humor in his tone. "I think I’ll just wait here," she called back. "Suit yourself." She smiled absently and glanced over her shoulder at the bed. The navy linen looked cool and inviting, and she knew the pillows would smell like him. Grace nibbled on her lower lip and weighed her options. Undress and climb in, or wait until he came out of the shower? She decided lying naked under the covers appealed to her more than sitting here growing increasingly nervous. Standing, she took a steadying breath and pulled her singlet over her head. The denim skirt followed, pooling at her feet. She hesitated as her fingers hovered over the clasp of her bra, but she finally unhooked it and let it fall. Sliding out of her underwear, she folded her clothes into a neat pile on the floor. Grace lifted the corner of the blanket and climbed into bed. The sheets were cool against her bare skin, and she pulled them up to her chin. Her heart pounded so
Grace's first sèx (3)"Tom..." Her voice was a soft drawl. He stuck out his tongue and ran it in circles at a spot on her neck. Then, he whispered again. "I want to make love to you. Will you let me do that?"A shudder ran through her, "Ye-yes!" She mumbled. "Okay, Love."That was all it took in the end—the sound of his voice coaxing her toward orgasm. Her hips bucked against his hand, and she wanted to double over at the intensity. He held her firmly upright as their eyes met in the mirror, and she strained against his hold, letting out a long, low moan. It ripped through her, so powerful her legs would have buckled if he hadn't been supporting her. He kept rubbing, extracting the final few tremors from her. She gripped his forearm and whimpered as the waves subsided. His fingers grazed her sensitive clit as he pulled his hand from her panties. Grace shuddered and turned in his arms. "That was amazing," she said, sweeping her hair back and fighting to catch her breath as her
Grace's first sèx In an instant, he slid all the way in, and his lips curved into a large grin. “Yes!” Tom said. “We finally made it.” Tom pulled her hands up beside her head and interlaced his fingers with hers. He leaned back and looked into her eyes. “I’m finally inside you, completely. Does it hurt?” She smiled and wrapped her legs around his waist, hooking her ankles at his lower back. “It feels strange, almost like you’re too big.” He gave a soft laugh. “Gracie, you’re so good for my ego.” Tom squeezed her hands and pulled back so he could slide into her again, slowly, as if he was worried he might hurt her. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, surprised to feel the burn, but each time it got a little easier. It didn’t take long for her to adjust. His thrusts soon became slick and smooth, and she started to feel pleasure rather than discomfort. Grace opened her eyes to find him watching her. “Am I hurting you?” he asked. “No.” She pulled her hands from h
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
Tempted by Mum (5)Her Crotch!His eyes narrowed as he realized that there was something there. He tapped the mouse, noticing he'd slid it up to the SG folder. No, he wouldn't look at them! He told himself. He didn't want to repeat what he had done yesterday when he looked at them. But he couldn't help feeling like there was something in those pictures that had to do with what he'd just been thinking. Oh, what the hell?He'd been staring at them for the last few days already. Was taking another look really going to change things?He clicked open the first file. It was a picture of his mother dressed as a naughty school girl. Her ensemble was complete with a short sleeved button down short, a loosely tied red tie around her neck and a grey plaid skirt.Her legs were in cased in white knee highs and ended in patent leather black shoes that featured little gold buckles. Her long dark hair had been pulled into pig tails and her lips painted in a shocking pink.He'd been more shocked
Tempted by mum (4)The next pic he clicked on had the same pose as the earlier one.In this, Mom had stared into the camera with a look that screamed lust as she was bent over the desk, and Craig began to sweat at how much of her breasts were visible down the shirt. It was still making him uncomfortable, but in a different way.He zoomed on the picture, making her breasts larger and larger.When the picture was five times its normal size, it was still crystal clear and he could see her braless breasts, right down to the darker skin around her nipples.Mom had finished that shoot, by kicking off her heels and posing with her feet up on the back of the chair, and a final picture of her laying on her back, on the desk, the glasses off, and her nibbling on the ear piece.Craig had been glad it was over, but aside from feeling a little embarrassed at seeing his mother like that, nothing was really amiss. Until the next shoot. Mom had asked him to take some in her room, and he hadn't though
TEMPTED BY MUM (3)"Nothing, I...I'm just touchy about not having anyone right now." He told her. "Britt dumping me still kind of burns and I don't have much time to date."Technically, he was telling the truth, it sucked being alone. In fact, a part of him wondered whether his issues with his mother stemmed from not having sex the last few months. But Britt had been a needy drama queen and he didn't necessarily miss her, although the sex had been fun."Sorry, Craig." Again, Mom seemed sincere. "That has to be frustrating; I mean guys your age have a lot of..." She paused, and the sly smile was back. "Energy.""Right." He nodded, hoping it was left at that."God knows it's been a few months for me too, but at least I have batteries.""Mom!" That was the last thing he needed, thinking of his mother masturbating."Hey, I'm not just your mom, I'm a woman too." She said. "A very attractive one." Craig pointed out. "Who gets asked out all the time so if you're lonely, its kind of on you."
Well, Mom's face had not particularly aged, as well as her body. Her features were still smooth and soft, and her high cheek bones gave her a classic beauty that as a burgeoning photographer he knew as much sought after.Mom's eyelashes were long and natural, and her lips weren't just full, but so much so many of her friends had asked her if she used Botox. But like everything else on mom, from her large firm looking breasts, to her nails, curly hair, and tan, those blow job lips were all natural.Blow job lips. Along with cock tease was an expression no son should be using in context of his mother. In his defense though, how many sons' mothers were sexy as fuck like his was? With his eyes on his mother's perfectly formed lips, he couldn't help but go back to his original thought.This hot as hell position of hers seemed more like a pose than a natural way to fall asleep. Why would she fall asleep like this anyway? Mom usually did nap after a swim and some sun, but would shower first
"Shit," Craig muttered when he saw his mother's car in the driveway. What the hell was she doing home? Mom never left work early.He parked alongside her car and grabbing his camera bag took a moment to gather his resolve. Looking into the rearview mirror, he recited the words he'd spent the last two days telling himself he would say."No, mom, I'm not going to take any more pictures of you." He stared into his deep blue eyes, pretending he was meeting his mother's gaze. "It's not proper.""Proper?" he repeated, rolling his eyes. He sounded like grandma, but it was the right word. He shook his head. He could come up with better."Inappropriate!" Craig nodded in satisfaction. That sounded better. Now if he could just stick to his guns, he might be able to get his shit together and stop looking at his mother like she seemed to want him to.It sounded crazy, but each time his mother had asked him to 'practice' by taking pictures of her, Craig swore she was getting more improper. More tha
Coworkers discover their lust for each other (2)I let out a low moan as she worked her mouth and hand rhythmically, up and down the shaft of my cock. As she continued, she tickled the sensitive area at the bottom of my cóck head with her tongue. And before long, I began to thrust into her mouth. My heart thumped with fury but I didn't give any damn!All i wanted mow was to enjoy every move she made. She reached out to gently caress my balls, squeezing them gently as she continued to suck on my cock. Before I could stop myself, I spread my legs as far open as the compact car seat would allow, giving her more access to my cock.My fingers quickly undid her bra, and her large breasts swung as she bobbed her head up and down. Damn!I was in for a shocking surprise. Sara had very large areolas that got all wrinkly when she was turned on, and her nipples were hard enough to cut glass. I cupped her ample breasts and rolled her hard nipples between my fingers with my right hand while I ran
You know, when you work together with someone for a long time, you start to notice things about them. That's what happened with Sara and I.We worked in a TV studio, and we were the youngest staff there by a pretty good margin.I was a writer, creating scripts for the videos we produced, while Sara was a videographer, talented with a camera and an eye for what makes good video. We were creative and had to work on a multiple projects together.The whole idea of ever having sex with Sara never seriously crossed my mind until after a few years of working with her. I began to notice little details about her. She was obviously the type of woman I would love to fûck, and she had gorgeous blonde hair, a curvy shape, beautiful large tits and piercing blue eyes. She also had a sharp wit and keen sense of humor, which made working with her a blast. Yeah, that was definitely a dangerous combination for me.We were married to different people, and just about every day driving to and from shots,
It still shocks me how I end up being pressed up against the bathroom door at the club almost every time I go. Maybe it isn't as shocking as I think… especially since I come onto the first somewhat decent-looking man I see.Am I desperate? Probably.Tonight at the club, I was just dancing with my girls as I usually started out the night. I was wearing a pink top with a jean skirt, already a few drinks down, when I saw a handsome man standing off to the side, a beer in hand, watching everyone dance. I continued to keep my gaze on him as I danced with my girls, waiting for the moment he made eye contact with me.When he finally made eye contact, I bit my lip, grabbing onto my friend. I turned myself around and started grinding on her, not breaking eye contact with the handsome man.He chuckled upon seeing my teasing as my friend grabbed onto my hips while we danced.It didn't take long for my friend to get tired and decide to get another drink. That’s when my confidence rose, and I wal
The redhead smiled, walked over to Victoria, bent down and said,"Taken away your free will.""Excuse me?" Victoria questioned, confused.The redhead said, matter-of-factly, "You will obey every command from," and she paused before stressing, "anyone."Victoria looked at her mystified as she stuttered, officially nervous, "W-w-why?""Are you kidding me?" the blonde interrupted. "Revenge, of course. Plus when today is over, we will have changed the world."Victoria was still perplexed as she tried to process all of this.The blonde continued, "Do you know the name Edna Parker?"Victoria racked her brain trying to place the name with a face. No matter how much she tried, no remembrance came. Finally, she answered, "Sorry, no I don't."The blonde's words spit out with deliberate disdain as she said, "I figured you wouldn't."The redhead asked, "Did you know there is a 'I hate Victoria Brace' website?""No," Victoria said, unbelievingly."Oh yes," the blonde said, "It has hundreds of memb