(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
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
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