My hips swayed in time with the music as Maya did her best to match me. Cocktails were 2 for 1, and wed been here long enough to be on the verge of buzz drunk.
Tuesday had rolled around again, but I had no plans.
Several weeks ago, I met a girl online. It was through a paid web-cam site and she was more than just a girl; she was a transsexual; a very attractive and passable girl with a great body, and she went by the name of Nicole. Eventually, we became very attracted to one another; talking online, sharing photos, and watching each other cam-to-cam, and we were really having a good time.
As they both looked up at me I could see it. Both of them had thier eyes completely full of hunger and lust. I could just tell that they are seconds away from losing control and giving in to the immense hunger thier throbbing cocks shared. With a glee I softly bit my lip and gave into thier wishes. My brother began lifting me up, so I helped him, as he positioned himself under me. His huge throbbing cock got so close to my pussy lips, I could feel the heat coming off of him. Once again I looked down…
To say that my life started out pretty shitty is really an understatement. Well my childhood was ok I guess, my father died when I was young. My mom raised my sister and I alone. It was a bit of a struggle for her until we grew up a bit and could fend for ourselves better. It wasnt until I hit puberty that things relay started to go downhill for a while. I dont know how or why it started, I chalk it up to teenage hormones; but I started to lust after my mom hard. I was to afraid to do or say anything about it but I would always try to sneak peeks at her every chance that I could just to satisfy my desires.
It was a normal Friday morning at work, not a lot going on, so I and a friend took off, we went for coffee, and talked, the chat turned to sex, I told her that I had not had any in a few weeks, we laughed and giggled like school girls, the decided to go shopping for underwear, we took her car and hit a few places, found a few good deals, jo-jo kept getting text messages, as we shopped, I must admit when she would try on something and ask me how she looked it was hard not to feel excited, the soft silk of the panties on her chocolate skin along with her sexy ass, wow it was hot, now I am not the best looking woman in the world, 5’6’’ a bit overweight, 55 years old my boobs sagged no more hard body for me, just a soft grandma, at the last store I found a nice set in red, I tried the bra and matching panties on , jo-jo stepped in to the changing room with me, and looked she could see the bra was a bit to small for my 38D boobs, and you could see my pubic hair sticking out of the panties, jo-jo ran her hand over my back down to my big white butt and cupped it the other hand slipped down my tummy to my pussy, I was hot and wet, she put her head close to my ear and kissed it saying ‘’you are a sexy white woman’’ and ‘’I know just what you need’’, her fingers slipped into my panties and rubbed my clit, I wanted more…. She kissed me deep, and whispered I know a motel we can go to, it’s a rundown seedy place just right for a nasty white cunt like you, she told me to get dressed, I striped off the bra and panties and stood naked in front of her as she took a couple photos of me with her cell phone.
“I have organised a new lady for you next week. She can blow you while I watch. Would you like that?,” I tease as he is slowly fucking me with his thick, eight-inch cock.
Bailey Easton, and her boyfriend Brad, both 19 years old, wanted to get married, but first they needed her fathers consent. Born and raised Catholic she met Brad at the end of high school. A budding romance followed. The youth snuck out into the evening each night to see each other. Then following school, Brad took a local factory job. It barely provided, but after Bailey and him moved into the same place, things were going good. Bailey, wasnt fairing much better living separate from her parents. She didnt miss the purist drivel of her childhood routines under their roof. Coming into her own as a young adult, she rebelled when it was safe, but followed the code of family honor ingenuously. She was an astern woman, prideful, and had a rigid perseverance to fulfill her familys secret rite of marriage. A sacred passage that was only ever hinted at while she was growing up.
Ive always had a very high sex drive and various fantasies. My wife, Michelle, is pretty much the opposite. Sex is pretty standard and not very often and whilst this is fine for Michelle it does leave me wanting. I would never cheat so I often turn to porn. Over the years my fantasies have varied but recently I have been imagining myself as a women. I dont find men attractive, but the thought of being a woman and getting fucked turns me on. I would often imagine myself as my Michelle getting fucked by multiple guys like a slut, sometimes I would even squeeze in to her clothes and pretend im rocking on a cock to get myself off, then I would cum, feel bad for a bit, and get on with my life.
Growing up, Tim and I were inseparable. We met in school early on, and were best friends through college. As far as I was concerned we were family, but as we grew older, Tim began to change as he branched out, met new people, and started hating his home life due to his overbearing and fragmented family. I began to see him less and less, until he got into a major fight with his family and moved out to live with his girlfriend. Months passed, and we kept in contact. He got married, and moved around, we barely spoke, but when we did, things seemed okay.
I woke up the next morning having barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes all I could see was my mom and the horrible things she had done to me. I wiped a tear from my face. I just couldnt understand why she would do that to me. She was my mother she was supposed to love me. However, what I saw from her last night was not love. I left my room and quickly went to the bathroom to wash the tears from my face.
This all happened in the summer where I turned 18. Every year, my parents went on vacation for a few weeks, usually abroad. In the years before, I went with them, but seeing as I felt too mature to go on vacation with my parents, I decided to stay home this year. I hadnt planned much to do yet, so in the beginning I just stayed home most of the times, occasionally meeting with my friends. One of those friends was Jake. We met in school, and, like me, he had also just graduated. We hung out a lot and got along very well, and I considered him to be one of my best friends, if not the best.
‘Where do you want to go after this?’ Erin said.
My wife and I are both fairly sexual people compared to the average couple. We have always done a good job about keeping the spice in our bedroom and making sure sex never got boring. We are still a fairly young couple, both of us at the age of 30. My wife is a stunning skinny blond, average height, with a set of large perky tits. I’m basically your average built guy around 6 feet tall and everything else average. I’m pretty lucky that she married me and that I have such a hot wife.
Last Friday night I had a threesome with a couple that I met online. A friend of mine recommended this couple as good fun. I spoke to them online before I arrived here and they seemed really keen and also rather experienced.
The following days blended together into a nonstop sex romp. If I wasn’t having sex with Ashley, I was sodomizing Jill. We always fucked in Ashley’s bed, Jill getting off on her daughter’s scent with Ashley’s panties stuffed into her mouth as a gag. Whenever she could, Jill would listen in on Ashley and me screwing, standing on the other side of the door and touching herself. The door would be slightly open, a crack just wide enough for her to see me empty myself into her daughter. Whenever I would spend the night, I would wait for Ashley to fall asleep, then go into Jill’s room and let her suck me off. She would finger her pussy while she rolled my cock in her mouth, savoring the taste of her daughter on me.
I sat down at the only unoccupied table in the entire coffee shop. I like coming here even though it was always crowded. The coffee was good, the ambience was excellent, and people left me alone so I could read.
When I picked up the phone, Kath was on the other end. “Mel, darling! I’ve just had your paintings back. I chose gilt frames and they look absolutely stunning.”
I woke up with Lindseys nursing on my cock. I looked into her twinkling eyes and moaned. I never exchanged sex stories with my ex-brother-in-law as I had with other male members of the family. Clint was a dud who felt talking about anything sexual was somehow disgusting. Well, his loss. I watched my sister enjoying the taste of my juices until I could take no more. I pulled her to my face and kissed her shining lips. The taste of her strawberry lip glow was mixed with my pre-cum. The taste reminded me of how taboo this whole situation was. After several passionate kisses and gropes, Lindsey threw her leg over my midsection. Backing down my body, Lindsey reached behind her back to position my cock at her opening. It wasnt until she pushed me into her that I realized the opening in question was her rectum. The tightness gripping my cock was wondrous. Lindsey bit her bottom lip and pumped herself up and down my cock. I held her sides to steady her as she moaned in time with her thrusts. I watched the red of her sexual blush intensify across her shoulders, her throat, and the tops of her heavy breasts as my beautiful sister neared her sexual release. Tears filled Lindseys eyes as her body shook and her hands pounded my chest. Lindsey relaxed long enough to look down at me and kiss me again. Nuzzling my neck she cooed, Thank you, Mike. You are the best brother.
Softly shimmering ivory skin flickered restlessly in the moonlight.
Alright, so… hi there, Im Jocelyn. Im from Colorado and in my mid-40s, divorced and my kids are both in college, so Im pretty much by myself. On the other hand, I run a quite successful real estate business which keeps me busy enough. What little free time I have I like to spend with my friends from church. So, in other words, I might have a rather normal American life.
It was on a sunny, hot summer day. Hanging out with my squad on a lake shore in my hometown in Switzerland, we were just fooling around, playing football and bathing both in the sun and in the lake.
“Twenty-five years ago when my girlfriend and I were both nineteen we had a threesome with a rock musician. After all that time we have caught up again while she is in town on business. And we want to do that again. Are you free tomorrow afternoon?
Mike and Diana had been married a long time and the candle had blown out. Life was routine and love and lust were suspended at best. They followed a pattern. Monday to Friday, home from work, something to eat, dishes in the washer and then they separated to their own rooms, Diana to what had originally been her sewing and craft room and Mike to his home office. There they both went onto the internet.