My wife, Jenna, had just told me that five black guys had left her pussy and ass devastated and they had dumped wads of cum down her throat. She also told me how much she liked big cocks. She flat out told me, that she If I was going to bring men to fuck her, she definitely wanted them to have big cocks. She told me, If I'm going to be your whore, I want to be a big cock whore because I want them to fuck me deep and hard. So, our marriage had definitely changed and she wanted plenty of big cocks, race did not matter, the only qualifier were big dicks, the bigger the better.
I immediately started working posting her picture on websites with some contact information. The description had the most important qualifier were huge cocks, race did not matter. I put some videos of her getting fuc
The first time she saw my cock was over two years ago when she had just moved in with us. Believe it or not, my relationship with my daughter started with a text message that read “Hi. This is Lexi. I think you might be my dad.” At first I didn’t respond to the message because I thought it might be a scam. Then another message “sorry if I scared you, I got your number from my mom, Rebecca. She said you and her had a relationship and I was the result”. Wow. I was floored. Fast forward past our first awkward meeting, a DNA test, and a crappy living situation for her, and there we were, moving my new daughter into our house with us.
Oh yes back to my story. So there I was laying in bed, watching porn on my phone, with my headphones in. The video was this hot ass woman sucking on this guys
This story originally had photos in it but they won't post
Straying into canine sex has unexpected consequences ..………….
Chapter 1
Hi. I have been struggling a bit with a taboo fantasy that has been building for
some time now. For a couple of years I have had a crush on my neighbours dog
Rana. This is him:
I mean isn’t he
such a complete
dish? He is 5
now and I have
watched him
for the last 2
years with
increasing
interest. My
mum and little
sister were
away now for
two weeks and
this coincided
with my
neighbours
asking me to
look after him
as they were
going abroad.
So it was
settled that he
could live with
me for the
period.
For the first day things were normal but in the evening of the second day I
found my kinky side getting the better of me and I st
It was the early summer. I was studying for my last exam of the semester, and it was a difficult one. I spent almost the whole day in my room behind the books. Now it was already late afternoon and the rumbling in my stomach reminded me I should better head downstairs and find something in the fridge.
I was walking down the stairs to the hallway, when I heard some unfamiliar sounds. I stopped for a moment and listened. Then I continued to descend step by step, very carefully not to make any noise.
“Is that my mom moaning?” I asked myself when I got to the lower hallway.
There was 5 feet of wall on my left and then the doors to the living room. It sounded like the voices were coming from there. I sneaked on my fingers and just before I managed to peek around the corner I heard my father
Let me start off by saying that I am not a writer. Never have been great at this but my ex wife (wish was still current wife) and I have had some fun times that we think are pretty hot and I wanted to post them. This is one of many. If this isn't isn't terrible when it's done I might post more. These events are based on true as well. I hope you enjoy.
My ex wife Rachel and I always had a really great sex life. We were together off and on starting in 7th grade. So by the time we had been married for a while we were opening up about different fantasies we had and things that we were curious about. One of mine was the thought of sharing her with another man. Not just like in a three way but even the thought of her with other men without me involved. I brought this up to her during sex on
"Oh, it's a lesbian couple, how sexy? A hot light brunette with a pretty dirty blonde," I muttered, pulling up to them.
"Thank you for coming," the blonde said, getting in the back first.
"You're welcome. I'm Cynthia," I introduced myself as the brunette got in as well.
"Cool," the brunette added, before kissing the blonde. "Why are you staring? Do you not like lesbians?"
"Oh, no, of course not," I made clear, putting my hands up a bit. "You're both just stunning if that's okay to say," I stammered.
The blonde leaned up to me. "Well, Cynthia, I'm Erin, and that's my girlfriend Patty, and this is for you," she mentioned, handing me a single bill.
I grabbed it and looked at it. 'A hundred-dollar bill for a five-mile ride?'
"Just let us have some fun back here on the dri
Chapter One – The Beginning
After 3 years together and 12 months in the planning, our wedding day was picture perfect. Set in the grounds of her family home with Lake George shimmering like glass in the summer sunshine. The photographer said she had never attended such a perfect setting.
The party lasted well in to the night until we both collapsed, exhausted in a heap. We cemented our new marriage in the traditional way before finishing the last of our champagne and falling asleep in each other’s arms. We were jetting off on our honeymoon to Thailand in the morning, somewhere both Jenny and I had always dreamt of visiting. We were happy and excited with our whole lives ahead of us.
Jenny and I had always wanted children. It was largely the focus of our discussions on the flight
My name is David and I was her only son , and 23 years old with a 55 year old natural birth mother Sue . I am blond blue eyed , tall skinny 135 pounds , and have a large 8 inch cock . My mom is short 5'5" and 150 with big sagging breasts 44D. My mom has been recently widowed due to my dad's alcohol abuse going on for 5 years now , and I am trying to keep my mom happy , taking her to movies , museums , camping . But nothing seemed to work . Something that I didn't notice before was that my mom has always been a free spirit , sort of a hippy type , sun dresses , no bra , or panties . So when the sun hits her , you can see the silhouette of her hairy underarms and pussy . I have always loved my mom , but during this time in my youth I am finding less and less attraction with girls my own ag
TRIGGER WARNING. SEXUAL VIOLENCE. FORCED SITUATION.
Names have been changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent
His hand was over my mouth, pushing down hard, as I struggled to get free. His other hand grabbing the neck of my tank top and pulling it down hard. The sound of my strap snapping was so loud it rang in my ears. I kicked and tried to hit him with my fists. Sometimes I made contact with his body but it didn’t have any affect. I heard the loud ripping of more fabric as the neckline gave way and exposed a good portion of my bra. His hand pushed a little too hard down and I was able to get a little bit of meat between my teeth. He screamed “FUCK” and removed his hand but before I could scream, I felt strong pressure against the side of my face as my head whipped violent
Hello there! I'm Andreea, from Bucharest, 19 years old girl. I just finished high school and my parents are poor, no money for college so I will try to find a job, I need money for my rent, clothes, food. I was living in a small village near Bucharest, an old house. There is now my family because I rent a studio in Bucharest and now I live here. It s a small studio but enough for me, I'm alone, no BF no husband, I'm too young for my husband, and I left my BF one year ago because he is too young at 20 years old and has no money. I'm poor, I need a rich guy, not a poor guy! About me? I'm a skinny teen, nice natural tits, and hot ass. All people tell me I'm a very sexy girl. Today I will look on the internet to find a job, I really need money. It s very hard to find a job here because I'm a
I sat there in utter shock. Wren, my unassuming friend, had just made blow the load of the century into my pants during a work meeting. And worst of it, I let her do it. I couldn't stop her. I had to do something, I couldn't let the cum soak in since I still had a whole day of work to do and the presentation looked like it still had a ways to go.
I quietly got up from my seat and made my way to the exit. Hopefully the dark spot the size of Texas was not visible in the low light. Once clear, I power-walked to the nearest bathroom. I looked around to come up with some sort of a plan. I had a brief flashback to the 1st grade. I suppose it was a similar situation, but that time I pee'd my pants. I still ended up in the bathroom worried about what to do. Fortunately for me time
Note for the readers, this is a true story. I’m sharing it because obviously I can’t talk to other people about it and it’s not only good memories, but it’s a fascinating look into a real sister brother relationship.
When I was 9 and my brother was 11, we had a normal brother sister relationship. We’d play and argue and just be goofy. We’d get into trouble because we were just goofy kids. Our relationship had changed early spring of 1987. We were in our parents room because they weren’t home and we were going under their bed to find stuff that was left under there. Usually it was change or a dollar bill or two. This time, we found a dirty magazine. Naturally my brother was the one to open it up and start flipping through the pages. We were looking at the naked girls and the dirty car
I love my brother, though our relationship is strange, compared to other people.
My boyfriend hates when the three of us hang out because he says it’s like my brother and I are in a relationship and he’s the third wheel. We’ll cuddle and hold hands. It’s never been sexual, well not really, until something in my mind shifted and I struggle to know how to deal with it.
My brother and I grew up in the foster care system. He’s 2 years younger than me and I’ve very much been his protector, at least in the early years. We were all we had. I would spend every moment I could with him. He was never the “bratty younger brother” or someone that I was embarrassed to be seen with. We both needed that feeling of being loved and we gave it to each other the best that we could. I told him everything,
I met her when she was 17. She was a referral from a friend, his neighbors daughter.
She came to the apartment where my girlfriend and I lived to babysit. Being divorced, I had partial custody of my twins, they were 7.
Call it twisted, perverted, whatever you like, but I can still remember walking up the stairs behind her. Her scent was like flowers and her ass was absolutely perfect. She was cute as could be, literally the girl next door. She was in cheer at Highschool and had a tight body.
She babysat for my kids until they were old enough to be left alone. Then again after my second wife gave me two children. Fast forward 9 years and my wife and I asked her to be our nanny to our five and 6 year olds. At 25, she was having trouble finding work as a teacher. So she agreed to ta
As soon as i realised what i was hearing, all the blood in my body rushed into my cock. I was overcome with adrenaline, heart pounding. It was 8am on a sunday morning, the sun shining through the gap in my curtains.
I closed my eyes and began to stroke my shaft. sounds of the female body crept into my room from next door, the gentle moans, gasps - my cock was the hardest it has ever been.
Next door my older sister was riding her dildo - her thick ass pounding up and down, stretching her puffy pussy open, slime oozing out, clenching at her large bouncing breasts.
I imagined her body as i stroked my cock in euphoria - what was she thinking about? does she want me to hear? she began to moan as she reached the egde of her orgasm - i was about to find out my big sister soaks herself w
It was 3:00 pm on Saturday and Deanna’s Korean friend was watching her as she was giving Suki’s husband Peterson a blow job. Peterson commented, all our black clients weren't kidding, when they said Scott’s wife really gives a great blow job. It was unusual, but sucking on white cock, but Suki had told her husband to try her out. As Deanna was busy, Suki dropped to her knees and Deanna and Suki started sharing Peterson’s cock. Peterson said, Scott is going to trip out when he finds out his little prim and proper white wife is secretly a total whore, that will spread her legs for any man. Peterson kept taking videos of his wife and Deanna as they shared his sucking his cock.
There was a knock at the door and Suki got up and opened the door, it was Peterson’s young brother and two black
In which childhood friends turn into first girlfriends and one of has a particular fetish.
It was in the summer before we started freshman year of high school. My best friend Grace and I had been inseparable since first grade when she shared her extra juice box with me on the first day of school. We would spend our Seattle summers with our pinkie fingers linked walking down to the corner store to get popsicles. At night we had a standing sleepover date that would alternate between her house one week and mine the next. At night we’d giggle under the covers of our sleeping bags and tell each other made up stories that sometimes made me laugh so hard I cried. Grace was a few months older than me and had shoulder length blond hair that she would tuck behind her ears. Her large blue e
It was nearly 10 when the car pulled up in front of the Vickerson building, stopping only momentarily for a leggy redhead to climb out of the back seat before the car sped off to pick up its next fair. Paisley stood on the sidewalk, checking her reflection in the window before entering the vestibule. Marty, a portly older gentleman clad in a blue security uniform sat behind the large black desk. He gave her a slight nod as she passed.
She pushed the button, pausing momentarily to check the seams on her stockings to make sure they were perfectly straight. The man behind the desk had his eyed glued to one of the many monitors, watching her from the safety of his seat as she ran her hand along her shapely leg. The ding of the elevator rang through the quietness.
She pressed the button
[Not originally mine, I saved a copy of the 3-part thread from 15 years ago and copied together.]
My brother and dad had been gone from the hotel room for half an hour. They wanted to go swimming at the hotel pool for a few hours. It was only about 7:30 and the pool wouldn't close until 11:30. They intended to stay as long as they could. My mother and I grew bored as I flipped through the channels.
"Turn it off, Sam. There's no use. Nothing's on but news and soaps."
"Well, then what are we gonna do for 3 and a half hours?"
"I don't know, you could always join your father and brother."
"Nah," I said, "I told you, I'm way too whiped out." We had been walking all day around town.
"Well what do you want to do, then? Check and see what's in those drawers."
I opened
Ive always been attracted to my female cousin. We can call her Betty. Betty is a few years older than I and ever since I could remember I always liked her and vice versa. We grew up in different parts of the country but when we would get to see each other we naturally always clicked and enjoyed our time together. I guess it all took tuition around the time I was 8 and Betty was 12. It was a summer break and the adults had went out and she was tasked with watching me. I remember us tickling each other and when I pinched her butt she got really mad and smacked me really hard that the mark it left she had to explain away somehow. Well she did a good job but because whatever the reason she gave was she was tasked with watching me for the rest of the summer as some sort of punishment which bro
Hi everyone, this is my very first attempt ever writing a story and I hope it’s not too bad and difficult to read. I’ve always been in awe of the quality of the stories on this website and hope one day to achieve the same standards. The story sadly is total fiction although who knows, one day. This is a fantasy I have had for a long time now and features my 50 year old old full bodied wife and her younger 40 year old brother. My wife has filled out quite a lot over the last 25+ years and he’s now quite chubby and fat in all the best areas of her body. I often take photographs of her naked and have started stitching her brothers photograph next to her naked as I fantasise about him seeing her stood like this in front of him. I love the thought of her being submissive to him with him fuckin
Frank stepped into the bedroom to find Paisley with a towel wrapped around her body, staring into the closet. He chuckled to himself and pulled a pair of jeans and a black henley from the drawer. He got dressed, watching her out of the corner of his eye. “I’m going to get that list off your phone so I can check out a few things online before we leave. Take your time getting ready.” He said as he slipped the shirt over his head.
Her phone sat on the dresser nearest the closet. The smell of his cologne filled her nostrils as he stepped closer to her. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before he grabbed the device and left the bedroom. Paisley finally selected a short brown corduroy button down skirt, a white camisole and a light brown cropped cardigan. She paired them with a pair of
Chapter 1. In the Dark
'Kikimores are an insult to the gods, the filthiest creatures on Earth. They are repulsive in their resemblance to spiders, and even the smallest of them, the workers, are dangerous.' So say the uneducated, superstitious and stupid. The truth is far different! Kikimore workers rarely appear near human settlements, and even then they only attack when threatened. Kikimore are resourceful, cautious, and as industrious as ants. It is hard to believe that these spider-like creatures have so few admirers willing to observe and emulate them. Perhaps this is because researchers and collectors of insects seldom return from expeditions to Kikimore colonies, and thus never disseminate their findings about these splendid creatures. Is there anything more beautiful than a Kikim
Kara and I were coworkers and had been with he same company for about the same time, just under 8 years. She was super bright and we collaborated on may projects together and we became very good friends. Her boyfriend and my girlfriend would often meet up for dinner and drinks and we were all pretty close. We were successful young professionals and were in general above average in the looks department.
One evening, Kara and I finished work and we went to the local bar and waited for our SO’s to come and meet us for dinner. The television had some daily talk show on and the topic was swinging, where couples swapped partners. Kara and I laughed at the topic and some of the responses and then she asked, “Have you guys ever thought about swinging?” And i said, “We talked about it once
Nun war ich auf eine Reise aufgebrochen und wir hatten uns nicht mehr ausgesprochen. Ich hoffte dies wenigstens nach meiner Ankunft telefonisch erledigen zu können. Meine geliebte Ex-Kollegin Mechthild D. ist Mitte 50, sehr weiblich, hat engelsgleiche blonde, lockige Haare, eine Traumfigur und wirkt viel jünger als sie ist. Sie ist immer glatt rasiert und hat lange fleischige Schamlippen und mittelgroße Brüste mit in erigiertem Zustand dicken Brustwarzen. Sie trägt auch im Büro meist eng anliegende Kleidung und im Sommer kurze enge Röcke und stellt so mit ihren prachtvollen nackten Schenkeln und ihren durchstechenden Brustwarzen die Konzentrationsfähigkeit und die Beherrschung ihrer fast ausschließlich männlichen Kollegen vor höchste Herausforderungen. Wenn Mechthild dann noch auf dem Bür
I had never thought of my mother-in law in a sexual way, but for some reason on January 28th everything changed. I'm a 36 year old guy, skinny with short brownish hair and green eyes. And I had the most amazing experience. It was on my 36th birthday this happened.
As far as I can remember my mother in law was a bit eccentric and forgetful (she was 87years old). But one day I rang her and asked if she needed anything and asked her what she had done that day. She said she had been up since 5am (the time was 1pm) and she had a problem lighting the fire so I said I would come round and fix it for her. As I entered the house she had an old dirty cardigan on and a short skirt. (This was usual for her).
Her short hair was grey, almost white. She was about 4.ft 2 tall, with a thin body. But
After our blonde eighteen-year-old smoke-show catches her boyfriend cheating, Ashlyn devises a plan to get revenge. However, the plan takes an unexpected turn when innocent flirting leads to passionate, mind-blowing sex with her ex's fifty-five-year-old father.
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"We're over!" Ashlyn yelled, as she stormed out of the boy's locker room. Tears streaming down her face, Ashlyn Donovan threw her biology textbook into her locker and slammed the thin metal door shut. Her head was swimming—how could this possibly be happening? How could he have cheated on her!?
Barely five minutes ago, Ashlyn had stealthily crept into the boy’s locker room to wish her boyfriend, Daniel Scott, good luck for the big homecoming game. The hallway lea
"Shit, I gotta go," I whined, rushing to my locker.
I opened it and put my books away, although, then it suddenly shut.
"What the fuck, Veronica?" I bitched, looking at her.
"How much longer do I have to put up with your lesbian ass?"
"Well," I said, grabbing the combination knob again. "You could drop out, then neither of us will have to see each other ever again," I explained, opening it. "What the fuck's your problem anyway? Can't you stop being such a homophobe?" I asked, taking out my other clothes.
"Oh, you're a masseuse? You're one lucky bitch if you get to see naked women professionally? Wow, I'd be jealous if I was a lesbian."
"Well, too bad," I added, shutting the door.
I stood there expecting her to speak, but I only noticed she checked my breasts out a bit
Wir sind nun schon ein halbes Jahr zusammen und unser Liebesleben gestaltet sich sehr abwechslungsreich - kaum eine Stellung, die uns fremd wäre. Auch an die jeweiligen Grenzen zu gehen, haben wir schon ausprobiert. Welche Freuden uns leichte Bondage und verbundene Augen bereiteten, wäre Gegenstand einer eigenen Geschichte. So war es auch an diesem Wochenende.
Wir lagen nach ausgiebigem Sex verschwitzt nebeneinander und genossen das Abflauen unserer Orgasmen. Wieder einmal genoss sie ihre Lieblingsstellung. Auf mir zu liegen, dabei meine Hände über meinem Kopf festzuhalten und sich praktisch durch eigene Hüftbewegungen selbst zu ficken. Dabei vollführen ihre Arschbachen einen wahren Freudentanz indem sie wechselseitig die eine oder andere anspannte. Auch konnte sie in der Stellung sehr g
