Ummmmmmm, I want all three of you guys to fuck me at once! Bambi said.
It was the summer after my highschool graduation, and my dad had decided our family should go on this camping trip. A few years ago he had bought a tattered vintage 1960’s caravan and he had spent most of his free time on its restoration. He took pride in the fact he had done everything with his own two hands; he had repaired and polished the aluminum exterior, rebuild the wooden interior, laid carpet and painted everything.
Coming to the story we live in a village Warangal district. Ours is a joint family with my grandparents, Pinni, Babai, mom, dad, two sisters and me. I am studying degree second year in nearby town. I am very passionate about sex since my childhood and very much addicted to porn.. heroine of the story is my Pinni Ramya age 30 married to my Babai 10 years back.. she is a bombshell. I lust for her since my 10th class and have great urge to fuck her but didn’t dare.. her stats are 34-30-36(approx)
It funny how things work out. My wife and I were laying
I had always enjoyed catching up with my brother as he was a successful photographer in MANCHESTER, and always had an amusing story to tell about his countless adventures in the entertainment industry, having worked with dozens of celebrities over the years.
Tegan awoke abruptly as she head the door to her room open and a swathe of light cut across her bed for a moment, disturbed as someone entered through the ajar door, then another click and the room was cast into darkness again. She could hear someones breathing other than her own, confirming if it were not already obvious that the person remained in the room with her. For a few confused moments she wondered why, then a few lingering aches in her body reminded her of her arrangement with her three housemates. Any time, any place, anyway, she was theirs, and presumably it was sometime in the morning and one of her housemates had come to reap their benefits.
My wife and I were out getting groceries and she wanted to stop at the liquor store to get some beer. I had plenty at home so she just went in while I stayed in the truck. A little later she comes walking out with a nice-looking black guy. They are both coming to the truck as they are talking and my wife is laughing. He opens the door and she gets in. I’m a little confused as she looks at me with a smile. She says, “this is Brad, and he’s coming over tonight to fuck us both, but especially you.” He says hi and I return the greeting. He says, “your wife tells me you’re a sissy and love black cock.” I’m totally embarrassed and don’t know what to say. “She tells me your little dinky is locked up in your sissy panties.” I’m really, really embarrassed as my wife is grinning ear to ear. He asks me if this is true, he can tell how uncomfortable I am as I look at him and say, “yes, it is.” He smiles and says not to worry, he would be by later tonight and he wants me all dressed up in a nice sissy outfit. In an authoritative tone he asks if I understand. I say, “yes, I understand.” My wife says, “don’t worry – I’ll have her looking her best.” He says, “see you tonight.” He leaves and my wife says still smiling, “this is going to be so much fun.”
Abby swirled the amber liquid in her glass. It was a fine scotch, full of aroma and spice. A nice finish, not much kick on the back end – overall very smooth. She always felt sexy drinking it. It made her very aware of the way the silky, navy blue fabric felt on her skin. She also liked how little of it there was and how Darin looked at the smooth contours of her naked back.
I met Nancy the first week of college. She had light
The woman had been staring at me all afternoon right in front of
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Its a sad fact in this age of enlightenment that untold thousands of women live out their entire lives without ever having an orgasm or really enjoying conjugal relations. And millions more, because of the inhibitions of their upbringing, cannot relax and fully enjoy the bliss of sexual intercourse for the first several years of their married life.
My marriage wasnt much of one. It felt more like a partnership than a marriage. I was on the road a lot to make ends meet and my wife was working part time, being homemaker and raising our daughter. Needless to say, we both were pretty miserable without being able to spend much time together.
It began harmlessly one morning. I had just woken up
Continuing from part one: “Oh, by the way, did I mention that I had invited the three Swazi boys around to the cottage for drinks tonight? They asked if they could bring three of their well hung friends. I said sure, I look forward to a fresh fucking challenge. You can serve the beers, naked of course as I’m sure they will all be amused seeing your pathetic pale phallus.” This was the first time and hopefully not the last that I saw my wife fucked by big black cocks. Likewise it was the first t
Like all young men, or most of them I would think, maybe even older men too, the first thing I do upon awakening is reach for my crotch for that reassurance that it’s still there, still working, or just to say good morning to a dear friend. There are times when you don’t need to reach there for any kind of reassurance, because you could feel the pressure down there; but you reach there anyway, even if just to show appreciation and acknowledgement of its presence.
At first anal sex was a definite no with my wife. She made it quite clear from the start and I never bothered raising the issue. One night during some play she was laying on her front as I was fingering her pussy and I leant forward, parted her legs and licked her anus; it just seemed like the right thing to do at the time. As I did this I thought she would either be turned off or make a comment about not going there but instead she responded by pulling herself up on to her knees and bending right over, I licked her anus more and used plenty of saliva as I started to push my tongue further in to her.
The drunken young blonde gyrated in front of the hotel mirror, squeezing her breasts together with one hand as she gulped the tequila-laden drink. Eddie sat at the edge of the bed, whiskey glass in-hand, his hungry eyes, stalking her every move like a tiger ready to pounce. His plan was going as scheduled and he couldnt wait to fill the sex kitten with his hot cum.
Needless to say, this wasnt my proudest moment but it was definitely hot. Speaking of hot, it was the middle of last summer. I had just turned 20 years old. It was just my stepfather, his friend and I at home for the day. They were outside talking and I was ready to go in the pool with my new bikini. I walked outside and they stopped talking and just stared. I smiled at them and they resumed their conversation. So then I jumped in the pool and when I came up, I noticed that my top had fallen down. They both just stared at my 36C chest for the entire three seconds they were exposed. I quickly retied my top on and they went back to whatever they were talking about.
Behind the outward serenity and closed doors of middle-class suburban homes, we find people are tormented by the same problems that have afflicted men and women throughout the ages.
My parents were never nude around me once I reached my teenage years as I assume they didn’t want to force anything onto me as more of a lifestyle but I had my suspicions that they would still go on holiday to nude resorts as I moved away from home as I got older. They lived around half an hour away from my flat, but we caught up once or twice a month. As family’s do, we all had keys to each other’s houses but rarely needed them as we only went around when arranged.
It was Friday night and I got home about 20 minutes early, ready to begin the weekend. The house was silent. Jeff, my son, must not be home yet, I thought. I decided to change into something more comfortable. That simple decision set off a chain of events that has forever changed my life.
This is a true story.
My name is Amy and I am twenty years old. I still live at home with my parents and they dont seem to mind. I guess I like to be close to my Daddy. He has always looked after me and I just cant break away from him. I havent really had any boyfriends. My problem is that I am a bit overweight. It sort of runs in the family. My Dad and Mom both are stocky people.
If she was feeling particularly horny, on the evenings