He growls pulling my face closer to his own, burying his tongue into my mouth. Our mouths are now entangled, wet with excitement as we fiercely start kissing like animals. I start caressing his crotch, massaging his length, feeling it grow into my hand. I wanted to get naked in luxury and not on the floor so I guide him towards the stairs, to go into my room. I open the door and push him onto the bed. He pulls me towards him and we collapse on the soft mattress together, body on body. As if he couldn't control it any longer, he removes this thick dick and starts inserting it inside me. Oh, the joy and the pain as I was not used to any other cock besides my husband's. My vagina had to expand a lot more before it could engulf his teenage thickness. When I feel it inside me I am shocked about how big it is and then I am shocked by this little boy's excitement. His cock is all the way in. My eyes are closed while my mouth remains open as my nails dig deep into his back. This young beauti
Hands change, styles change, and positions change but the assault on my tits and pussy is never-ending. He seems a bit tired, although always eager as a bull. So I tell him to sit down and we do the rocking horse position. He sits cross-legged while I ride him like there's no tomorrow. It's been so long since I've sat on a cock that it almost felt as though I'm living a dream. As I approach that orgasm, the man in the making starts to kiss me. I keep his head in my arms and kiss him back. He starts blushing slowly falling short of breath due to fatigue kicking in. And I could understand, he had been so good, so-giving, fucking me like a porn idol. And that’s so sexy. We are close and tight, strangers and yet united by this wonderful feeling. United by this hard cock that almost reaches my belly. He never gives up, He's a really good chap and indeed he has definitely made every single girl happy. While I ride his big cock, he holds me tight and whispers if I want to do the Cross o
The whole night passes and we wake up to a wonderful summer sunrise. We wake up because his phone starts ringing off the hook. Yesterday he didn't deliver pizzas, didn't answer his mother's phone and never came home. Though, he did not seem worried at all. He comes closer to me and says, “Morning ma'am, I was so tired.” "You were such a cowboy.” I run my hands through his chest. I couldn't help but put a hand there and I can feel it hard as it is. This pizza boy is a miracle of nature! "Are you like this every time you deliver a pizza?” I ask him, a tinge of jealousy springing in. "Only to the beautiful ladies…” he smiles, warming the cockles of my heart and loins. He says, “It's my dick that's too in love with your body.” His compliments and admiration clearly have a power over me that I can hardly get away from. And so he stands in front of me, smiling. It's as if I'd had a good meal yesterday. Like I used to do when I was a kid. I used to indulge in everything. I didn't let an
Hi there! I am Carol and I'm just a normal 47-year-old wife, trying to keep my love life alive. Though, my friends and family who know me well know that I'm not a super perfect wife. I work hard as a penal lawyer in the DownTown Court. And I love my job. Really I can even skip lunch because of my working habits. And actually, Peter, my husband, works a lot too. That makes the two of us absolute workaholics! He is a business manager in a very big corporation, and he comes back home late evening when I usually have the time to cook him a nice dinner. I earn a lot of money, so, instead of spending my time cooking many complicated dishes, I usually go to restaurants or order online to eat what I like! Simple pleasures of life. And I guess I pass for a good little wife. I pay a maid to keep everything neat and tidy. And, it seems I'm perfect, all my friends say that, so I can get on with my work. I have dedicated workouts to stay cool and fit! I have also maintained a very good social l
The day after, when I woke up, I saw Peter fall asleep still dressed up close to me. But as I took his phone, I saw that before bed he went on the internet to watch a porn movie! I am again terribly offended! I was there, fuckable as a MILF, naked in the bed and he decided to go out with porn movies! This is so bad! So, I get down to have breakfast, trying not to think about it. I am fuming again. But I must work on myself, on my desires, on my passions, on what I want. As I am drinking my coffee, a phone call arrives from Stacey. I hang up and she is there on the phone, crying like a baby. Oh my gentle girl, the night before must have been Black Friday for both of us. So, I tell her, I am coming to her. As I get to her house, which is in the neighborhood, I hug her tight and ask her what was wrong. She replied that her life just changed and that she was kinda shocked at the way things were currently between her and Ron.. Ron doesn't like my meekness and wants a more vibrant relati
Meanwhile, Stacey went out with Ron. She calls me as she gets home. She tells me everything. She went out with Ron, but whenever he asked her what she wanted to do or eat, etc, she replied ‘whatever’. To everything. This soon drove him crazy because he didn't know what to do. He told her that that was her classic behavior. So when Ron kept shaking her head when he gave her options for what to do, he got furious and suddenly drove straight home and Stacey went to her mother's house. She was a bit shocked but even excited. OMG. As Stacey tells me everything, I can't stop laughing. And as I can see she is extraordinarily amused and excited. I can hear from her breathing that she is excited and happy. Then, the first step was successful, next we need to approach each other's boyfriends. A couple of days later I found an excuse to meet Ron. He is a computer genius so I messaged him on F******k. "Hi, Ron. Sorry for bothering you. You know a lot about computers, right? So, can you help m
Finally, Paul comes at the door and he looks sheepish as he says, “You are acting ridiculous.” I'm standing in his driveway, wearing a mackintosh and nothing underneath. Not even a bra or panties. I'm ready to be his and get back into his arms. He is so stern and aloof that it turns me on more and more. Then he tells me, “Our marriage hit a dead end and you're bad all this time. I know you hung out with another man, a married one, behind my back! So, you'll probably be punished for that, but not now. Now I need rest. Now I need to stay peaceful. You can't be the peaceful good woman, I want? Well, then you lost me!” I bump him back into the house. Once we are inside, I turn around, lock the door and make my mackintosh fall. He likes coy women eh, I can be coy I think to myself as I plead in a submissive tone, “Please, Paul. Forget what happened! Take me…” He takes me by the hips and kisses me hard. Then he makes me turn and starts to spank me so hard I feel pulsating pain travel a
"This was all a plan?” Ron asks. "How, what do you mean?” Stacey asks, shocked, and dumbfounded at being caught. "Yes, yes, yes, now that I see you two together, I understand everything! You did it all! You set a trap for us, you came together to ruin our lives.” Paul says. "No way! Never, never, never! It was so you could love me again like you used to. So that you could see me for what I am.” I say, bursting into tears and throwing myself on my knees at his feet. Paul sees me at his feet and pats my face. He gets closer and closer with his member and legs to my face. Then he looks at Stacey who is also on the verge of bursting, then looks at Ron and nods at him. Ron comes closer too. I have their trousers in front of me. Ron also gives me a little slap on the face. Then winking at Paul, he says, “Maybe they should be punished?” "This joke will cost them dearly, for sure,” Paul replies chuckling. She stands back, shocked, and says 'No, no, no. Ron takes off his belt and tells
I then spread her out on the sofa with the pussy laid out on the wide pillow. I observe her examine her in a lustful way, before I immerse myself in her cunt, licking and sucking on her juices. My queen is somewhat dripping non stop, since her secretions at that juncture flow up to the anal orifice.I open the lube and apply ointment that I had previously applied on it for better lubrication. She counters me with a jolt, I am kneeling in front of her as she traces the clitoris in that fragrant cave, rubbing my tongue and with my lips sipping the fluids ooze from that fissure.She rambles, squirms, raves, squeezes her breasts, grabs and bends the pillow as if she wanted to tear it apart, bends over, writhes, while my cock conquers and subdues her mouth shut. Her outburst is intense and erotic and intoxicating, her pleasure she takes from her is indefinable and indistinct, as she screams unleashing her fantastic, lustful, restrained and dissuaded orgasm.
“You're the one who turns me on.” I tell her as I am moved by a surge of passion towards her.She nods to wait.“When are you going to show me your magic?”“You're about to see it” she says.And with her long-tapered hands, and long nails, she grabs me by the nape of my neck and kisses me. Hard. As if she wanted to possess me. As if to impart her power over me.She starts undressing, slowly, very slowly for me. I look at her abundant and fleshy boobs, lifted and comforted by weakened shoulder pads that press on the shoulders. She has nice bristling, pointy nipples that are free and have the air of being very sensitive.Her movements bewitch and conquer my ravenous thirsty eager gaze. Her hips are no different. With the graceful waist and the massive buttocks, currently surrounded by the thong and highlighted by the unprecedented and brutal vivacity of the color of the yarn, deliberately tight and alm
I wake up the next day with a beautiful sunny day lighting up the room. I immediately expect a visit from a beautiful nurse. Or, more importantly, my beautiful nurse, even though it seems incredible to me since she has already done the night shift.Nobody comes at all. I wait again. No one. Suddenly the handle bends, I wait happily, all excited. An old woman enters, all hunched over and bent over. A non-green, grey uniform, unkempt, white hair.My libido goes completely under my feet. Not what I expected, but never mind, there's breakfast. But even that disappoints me. The old nurse brought me chocolate and tasty things. Now I have a slice of bread and a piece of fruit. Water and a little of coffee.The old nurse is waiting for me to eat in front of her. I do. I look at her, she looks at me. I give her back the plates and I find my self again there waiting for some nice girls coming. Again, I wait patiently. No one comes.So, I go
She who possesses such a fabulous body is performing the sun salutation, or rather the waning sun salutation, a yoga exercise to relax the muscles of the back and legs I remain for several minutes admiring this dance of the ass, enraptured, and I notice the sudden tingling between my legs.I admire the right leg rising from the ground and extending in all its length towards the ceiling of the room. A celestial vision, the crack between her ass cheeks slowly widening, letting me admire the furrow of her cunt in all its splendour.I have my cock throbbing between my fingers and I feel that it is about to explode and in fact I see in the half-light four squirts landing on the fabric wrapping those buttocks. Taken aback, I try to put the rod back in my boxer shorts as it stubbornly does not want to go back in and I hear a rustle of fabric approaching my pram.I remain awkwardly silent when I look her moving like an ancient Greek gymnastic. Though suddenl
I hear the door open and see the usual uniform and her eyes and smile that stand like a lampara in the night on the dark sea, in her hand a basin that I could not see the contents but immobilized I could not help but admire the sinuous movement of her.She approaches the bed, places the basin next to my thigh, takes a gauze and pours a pungent transparent substance that I imagine is disinfectant. She puts on her gloves calmly, takes my cock between her fingers and calmly passes the gauze over my cock, which I feel calmly but tenaciously swelling.I get closer to her with my whole body. I want her. Remembering she didn’t refuse me touching her before, I take the courage and the curiosity to try again.I carelessly bring the tip of my thumb to the edge of the thong that has crept between her labia majora and I start to make small circles between the fabric of the thong and her slit, I certainly expect a handshake or a shout of denial but nothing.
I became the youngest professor in my science department at the University of Port New. You know, physics makes you cynical. It makes you look at the universe without seeing the magic of the talking stars. The celestial spheres that Dante, Shakespeare and the poets of the world have sung about. But only and only masses of gas, burning from miles away. To a physicist, relativity is everything. Especially in the area of relationships. I will never get married. I will never commit to a single person. Why would I do that? After all, there's no way to make two people happy forever. It's crazy. Monogamy is our absurd claim to civilization over nature. So I keep myself a bachelor and happy. In sex - as in love - all that matters to me is the adventure. is the roughness. The secret. The mysterious. The fear. In short, I only react - and get aroused - by strong emotions. Anyway, because I'm very young, I still have all my friends from university and my PhD and tonight, like every Thursday,
Thus, Paul comes closer and closer to me as he says, “You do like Lolita, don’t you?” “I think it's nice.” I say without looking him into his face. “I think it's sexy…” he says. “Yes. I agree.” I say, shyly in a small voice. “I think you are sexy.” He says as he grabs my hips. I moan and I turn to look at him. My face is sighing dripping with desire but because I would love to hold him tight. He looks me in the eyes and kisses me passionately. His erection pressed into my hips. I can feel his tool. It is fucking hard and fucking huge. 3 times John's dick. I am dreaming. He groans and pushes me against the wooden library on the wall. The hit scored my back, but I don't mind. I am aroused by it. My pussy is wet and I am incredibly excited. Paul's hands rake against my heavy breasts and belly and find the damp cleft between my legs. His touch is gentle but decided. Such a better sensation than John's touch. He takes me by the hips and makes me lie on his wooden round table. There
John goes to work. I go to the pool. Outside, in the backyard, I happen to throw a quick glance towards Paul's house. Closed. But that's not important. It happens. It's none of my business. I'm sunbathing and I hear some noise on Paul's driveway. It's none of my business.Then a female voice. After a second two female voices. I turn around and see that two girls are both kissing John. Man, what a scene. The girls are hot. Well dressed. They inspire passion inside me too.Paul intrigues me more and more. I am forced to admit I am desperately attracted to him myself. I find myself surreptitiously watching those two girls laughingly walk out of his house and wondering 'who knows what they feel after those intense long dirty sessions'. I wonder what happened. Phew. How hot it is. I leave the pool and get ready to go shopping. I pull out a long green summer dress to mid-calf and white heels. I am ready.Everyone at the market is as nice as ever and so I m
I run upstairs and repeat the outfit I had already worn earlier. But it occurs to me that in my hurry I forgot to change my underwear. I like to change them everytime I dress for hygiene reasons. So I undress completely, in a hurry, without thinking.When I turn towards the window, completely naked, I realise I haven't closed the curtains and for a second (which seems a very long time) I meet Paul's distant gaze. Shit! I immediately pull the covers and quickly change. I put on my blue silk dress and walk down the stairs, realising that I was all soaking wet.I was excited and I was sure about John. It's obvious. It's normal. We're probably going to have one of those special nights. I walk up to him in the hall, dressed like this, and see him smiling at me. I sit down to dinner and finish what I was eating, but get up to serve him ice cream. When I bring it to him, John stands up and starts to take off my dress. He slowly pulls it off me.Then, he tel