Blake:The crisp morning air feels sharp in my lungs as I jog around this park. Lots of MILFs in this little town walking in groups with their strollers. I can see them checking me out as I run past. Probably not getting enough attention from daddy who is at the office all the time. As I pass two particularly sexy ladies, I flash them a smile. When I look back at them, I see them giggling to each other. Still got it. I look at my watch real quick. Only been running for about 20 minutes but I am getting pretty sweaty. I purposefully didn't wear deodorant this morning. It's my little surprise for Jay. I don't know why he likes it when I smell like ass but hey, I'm not here to judge. If it turns him on, that's great news for me. I think I'll put in a couple more laps before heading back so Jay gets the full effect.I'm glad I decided to come up with him for the week. It's not like I had too much going on anyways, and I'm still a little worried about him. He's a smart little guy but I
My mother and father separated about 8 months ago, during which time my mother spent her time enjoying being single and bringing different boytoys home, dating 3 guys previously to Max. He first came into my mother's life in October, only to show up in mine when spending Thanksgiving with us. I could describe him as a tall black guy, almost 6'2", sculpted like a Greek god statue and 24 years old (5 years older than me) compared to my mother's almost 50 years old, with her thin, pale figure. It was clear that my mother was his sugar mommy. My father was not far behind, except that my father left my mother for his secretary and ever since he met that woman with a body out of a playboy magazine, I never knew him to have any other girlfriend or lover.Because of the family tradition of spending Thanksgiving together (mostly for me), that Thanksgiving when I met Max I remember it was the last one we spent together as a "family" and I say this because my father felt threatened to lose what
Upon returning home, I could sense an argument between my mother and Max. The discussion, apparently, was about the insecurity that a male like Max caused in my mother. She felt inferior for the black man or at least that's what she expressed. My mother told him that he was going to leave her for someone else who was hotter, who was curvier than her, that he was not fucking her like before, meanwhile I was with a poker face at the entrance of my house, they had not noticed my presence. The Brazilian, without thinking his next words, told my mother that it wouldn't hurt her to go to the gym with him or even get a bbl or some other touch-up to show off the curves she didn't have. At that last confession, my mother went upstairs crying on her way to her room and he stayed on the living room couch, noticing my presence and raising an eyebrow at the sight of me."Am I right or not?" he said, making eye contact with me, I didn't express it but yes, he was right, my mother had neglected her
“S-s-sorry, I d-didn't hear you come in, and I forgot to lock the door." I was very nervous and shy about being caught because even my mother didn't know about my sexuality, and while Max was standing right by the door frame, I was having a hard time trying to form simple sentences. I was still holding my index finger up my ass as I gave a full view of my ass to my mother's lover. "Don't worry, baby, you're just like your mother," he said, stepping inside my room and locking the door. "You both like it up the ass." "It's not what you think; I c-c-can explain it-t." What was I going to be able to explain? He had found me with a dildo in my mouth, teary-eyed, and vigorously shoving a finger up my ass. Max moved over until he was right next to my bed. His bulge was starting to grow, and he put one hand up my bare leg, giving small massages as he took the dildo with his other hand. "Which one do you think is bigger?" he said, placing the dildo right next to his cock. I sat up on the
I have always been obsessed with dick. If I feasibly could, I'd spend every day with men plowing any hole they like. I crave it constantly.A few years ago, in a cruising area near my new place, I met a guy. I'd just moved out of my parents' into a bigger city and wanted to use the higher population of gays to fulfill my needs. I'd walked there, as it was a park only a few blocks away, and a guy pulled up and waved to me from inside his car. I walked over and he wound down his window, I couldn't see him very well but he seemed charming enough. He asked what I was after and I made it clear that didn't matter, as long as he did what he wanted with me, and he asked where my car was. When I told him I had walked, he told me to walk back home, along the streets, and to not lock my door.The whole way home I felt like I was being watched, but never saw him or his car following. When I got home to my unit, pretty much a single room for everything, I left the door unlocked, and only the clear
The story I am telling today happened two nights ago. My brother and his best friend had agreed to watch a soccer game they were looking forward to. At first, they were going to watch it with their group of friends at a restaurant, but at the last minute, his friends canceled, and then the two of them decided to watch it at my house. My brother and I were alone since our parents had been away for two weeks because of work, so it would only be my brother Lucas, Henry (my brother's friend), and me. Lucas proposed I stay with them and watch the game, and the truth was I didn’t want to because I wasn't a soccer fan, but since I didn't have any plans for that night, I accepted. The plan was to watch the game while they drank beers and smoked weed. I was only allowed to watch them do that because, being the younger brother, my brother overprotected me and forbade me many things. I was in charge of preparing food and snacks for the three of us, which I did before Henry's arrival. I knew
It was a normal night out in my life, like any other. Just another night at the same old club, with the same old people. My name is Liam, I'm 22 years old and I'm from California. I'm here to tell a story that happened with my boyfriend and his friends. It is worth mentioning that my boyfriend and I, had an open relationship and it had always gone very well. It did not represent any conflict in our relationship. I should also mention that I have always been very slutty, that's why I was the one who initially proposed to open the relationship. I like to be treated like a slut while having sex, I love it when someone is very verbal while they have me in a very submissive state. That is exactly the treatment I got from my boyfriend, but in this story, he was not the co-protagonist. My boyfriend's name was Benjamin, he was a year younger than me but he was definitely more physically developed than me. He was taller and athletic, he had a very masculine and dominating aura about him. That
As we rode in the cab, it all seemed completely crazy to me. It hadn't been long after one of the best fucks of my life, a fuck sesh that had been given to me by one of my boyfriend's best friends in front of my boyfriend. James was a man I had always been attracted to. I must confess, even more than my boyfriend, but that's something I obviously kept to myself. In my eyes, James was gorgeous, and here I was, in the back seat of a cab, with my boyfriend's two best friends next to me and my boyfriend in the passenger seat. The position suited me; with my left hand, I was rubbing Oliver's big bulge, and with the other hand, I was rubbing James' bulge. I had already mentioned James' muscular but aesthetically pleasing body, which was what attracted the attention of girls and guys when they saw him walk into any place. He was the tallest of the four of us and the oldest. He had an overly attractive and masculine face, not to mention his cocky and horny attitude, but according to me, it w