TWO YOUNG MUMS RIDE THE SWIMMING COACH"Fucckkk" I cursed softly underneath my breath. I felt like I was in a porn movie, with two beautiful, older women pleasuring me with their mouths."You’ve just come in my mouth, but you haven’t said two words since you arrived," complained Kiera as she stood up."Thank you," I mumbled.They both laughed."How about a compliment? Or how about, 'That was the most amazing experience of my life,' or 'Fûck, your mouth felt good,' or 'I really need to fûck someone now,'" suggested Heather."That was the most amazing experience of my life, and now I really need to fûck someone," I told them"I want to watch you and Heather fûck," said Kiera. "I want to get myself off while I watch."Heather took me by the hand and led me to the bed. She was still wearing the short summer dress, unbuttoned to her belly. One breast had slipped out, and I saw that her nipple was hard and prominent. I drew her to me and we kissed. I started to push the thin straps off he
Two young mums ride the swimming coach"Damn," She said, just before she leaned forward and took me in her hand and stroked me firmly for a while before taking me in her mouth and running her tongue around my tip."Mmmm, pûssy and cûm flavoured cóck," she commented before taking half my length in her mouth.She kept up a steady rhythm with her hand and mouth until I was fully erect again. Then she shuffled forward up my legs until she was positioned over my cóck.Using her hand to guide me, she lowered herself onto my cóck.Her pûssy felt tighter than Heather's and she lowered and raised herself three or four times, taking more of my cóck into her each time, and sighing louder each time, until she was completely impaled.I started to thrust up into her but she ordered me to stop. She wanted to control this.I was torn between watching my cóck disappear into her body, and watching her face, which was lost in lust. She was riding me, but I could have been anyone.To her, I was a conveni
It had been a long day, but I had told my boss that I would drive past North Head campground on the way back to the depot to check on reports of vandalism. The track into North Head was pretty rough, as it hadn’t been graded since the recent storms, so I wasn’t expecting too many campers to be there. It was one of my favorite campsites on the coast, with a short walk to a sheltered beach and several easy walks through the surrounding forest and along the cliff line overlooking the ocean.I parked in the day-use area just as the sun was setting and walked up to the campground, looking for the reported vandalism on the toilet block. It was still warm, probably around the mid-thirties, and I felt myself starting to sweat slightly after stepping out of the air-conditioned vehicle.There were some new anti-logging posters, which I chose to ignore, and some idiot had drawn a crude sketch in one of the stalls. A clean-up job for another day.The campsites were well-spaced and separated from
Who has the sexîest bóóbs? (2)She looked up at me, obviously making a decision, then rubbed the cream over her skin, giving it good coverage, even pulling on her nipples gently. The other three had gone quiet, wondering how far Sandy was going to go, but then Heather suggested, "At least let him do your shoulders and back."Sandy threw me the tube of sun cream, then turned away from me. Her skin felt wonderfully sleek and warm under my hands as I rubbed across her shoulders and down her back. When I got to her bikini bottoms, she looked back over her shoulder and told me to stop."Let's not put on too much of a show for the girls," she said. "They're already horny enough after our conversation this morning."I raised an eyebrow, silently asking for more information."Don't you say a word," all three of the others almost shouted together.It took about twenty minutes to walk to the next beach. Fortunately, there were no signs of dogs, and all the penguins were tucked up in their burro
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
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
Fucked by the sperm donor (6)Andrew cupped her breasts, his gaze dark with hunger. They were just as he had imagined—full and soft, with stiff pink nipples that stood like tiny pencil erasers, begging for his attention.Lily gasped as Andrew's lips found her skin, his slow assault beginning with teasing kisses and firm strokes. Her body tingled, anticipation curling in her belly as she looked down at his dark lips enveloping her sensitive peaks.Andrew enjoyed playing with his prey. He was experienced—his body count easily exceeded a hundred women—but Lily, of course, didn’t know that. His health checks were all clear, not that she thought to ask.He had a thing for white women, and the thought of planting his seed inside this loving wife made his blood rush south. Still, he knew he had to pace himself, to hold back and be respectful—at least for now."Sorry," he murmured against her skin. "This will be a lot easier if we're both turned on."Lily bit her lip. She was nervous, but her
Lily fucks the sperm donor (5)The drive to Andrew’s apartment passed in a blur. Lily’s mind raced, uncertainty hanging heavy in the air. Janine, full of energy, tried to keep things light.“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this! It’s going to be wild.”“Yeah, wild,” Lily echoed, her heart pounding. “Let’s just hope it doesn’t get too crazy.”Janine laughed and nudged her. “You’ll be fine. You’re in control.”When they arrived, Janine led the way. They rode the elevator in silence, tension thick between them. As they reached Andrew’s floor, Janine turned to Lily, her expression serious.“I’ll be in the living room. Knock if you need anything. You got this, Lil.”Lily nodded, took a deep breath, and walked to Andrew’s door. Her nerves fluttered as she knocked. A moment later, the door swung open. Andrew stood there in a fitted T-shirt and jeans, his dark hair slightly messy, a warm smile on his face.“Lily,” he greeted, stepping aside. “Great to finally meet you.”“Hi, Andrew.” She