Sister in law [FF] part 2

She tried to focus on herself, but her eyes kept wandering over the mirror and towards Monica’s naked body. Towards her soft breasts and stomach. Without even meaning to, Stacey had managed to look at her sister-in-law’s abdomen and register that she was neatly shaved down there. Only a simple black stripe, which stopped above the labia.

Suddenly Stacey realized she had been caught staring. Her sister-in-law’s playful gaze met her and she asked “Do you like anything you see?” Stacey had to swallow a few times. This was not what she had envisioned. “Now that you’ve had a good look at me, it’s only fair that I also get to see you naked,” Monica said. Stacey just grunted, but out of the blue, Monica took a step closer to her and carefuley put Stacey’s hair behind her ear. Stacey could feel Monicas hot breath against her face. Monica’s fingers slid slowly and teasingly down from her ear, over her neck and throat. “I’ve actually wanted to see you naked ever since the time I saw you in your wedding dress. It’s not often I’ve been jealous of my brother, but that time I was” Monica took another step closer and her big soft tits were gently pressed against Stacey’s.

Sister in law [FF] part 1

The holiday had not turned out quite as Stacey imagined. Now almost 10 of the 14 days on Mallorca had gone by. Her husband, Robert, his brother Eric and the in-laws had almost talked more about work here, these days in Spain, than they did in the office of the family business back home. She and Eric’s wife Lea had had most of the responsibility for the children and hardly shared the responsibility as Robert had promised in advance. Robert’s sultry, loud, slightly weird sister, Monica, who always brought weird self-help books as presents at Christmas, had spent most of the holiday partying at night and sleeping during the day. So they hadn’t actually seen much of each other these days. Monica was the only one in the in-laws who did not work in the family business. She had bounced from job to job, first an art gallery, then working selling advertising for a local radio station. Now she had become a co-owner of a catering company and it seemed that she had finally landed.

The best thing about this holiday was definitely the weather and that Stacey could spend the days wearing nothing but a bikini and get some color on her winter-pale body.

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The swimming hall [FF&F] part 3

She took my hand and guided me into one of the saunas. It was hot and the humidity was high. For now we were alone in there. My new friend laid down on the middle bench and spread her legs. I sat on my knees next to her and started giving her titillating kisses from the knees up. I were going to take my time. Enjoy this. Tease her. Drive her crazy. I kissed her inner thighs, first the left, then the right, before jet switching back again. I could hear how her breathing had slowed and that she was enjoying this. I let my tongue slide in circles over her outer labia. Once I’d worked my way up to the top of her pussy, I felt her fingers twist and twirl into my wet blonde hair. I used my tongue to part her pussy lips before letting my fingers hold them apart as I concentrated on the clit. Her breathing had begun to turn into moans. Her fingers tightened their grip on my hair as I savored the taste of her.

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The swimming hall [FF&F] part 2

The problem now was that I was all alone in the dressing room. I had no one to follow the example of. I undressed and went into the shower (A thorough body wash is required before entering the hall) So I was naked in the shower with my bathing suit on a peg next to me. Rarely have I washed myself for so long and so thoroughly, as that time.

But, I had some luck. After what must have been an eternity, another woman entered the shower. A short woman, maybe 30-35 ish. She couldn’t be taller than 155cm (5ft) Nordic blonde, with shoulder length hair, blue eyes, love handles. Not the biggest breasts, but not small either (maybe a c cup) And a big delicious ass. The best thing about her was that I could see that she had recently shaved her pussy. She gave me a smile and a nod, so I smiled back. She washed herself and I watched closely what she did next. My heart was about to jump into my throat when I saw her walk out the door towards the swimming pool naked. Could my dreams come true?

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The swimming hall [FF&F] part 1

In the small town i grew up, there is a municipally owned and operated swimming hall. The building is from the 50s or 60s, a gray brick building, with the windows high up on the wall, you don’t even notice thee place when you drive in or out of town. The special thing about this swimming hall is that men and women each have their own evenings, where the opposite sex does not have access. Women have Mondays and men have Thursdays,

Ever since I was a kid I’ve heard stories about about the place. People swimming and taking a sauna completely naked, people kissing and feeling each other up in the bleechers, women fingering each other in the pool or eating each other out in the hot tub. As you may have guessed, I heard stories about the wildest sex orgies taking place in that gray building.

No one I knew had ever been around on a Monday or Thursday. At least not as they had admitted to me or others.

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F masturbating at a nudist beach.

This happened some years ago and it was on the first proper vacation I was on with my ex-girlfriend (a girl named Laura) i was 19 and Laura 24 turning 25. We had saved up and paid for a week’s trip abroad.

We had many plans and one of them was a trip to the nudist beach. Laura came from a slightly more liberal family than me and had been to some nudist beaches over the years with her family. I on the other hand had never done anything like this. I had sneaked of to a few skinny dips at night with friends, or sunbathed topless when I was alone. Since my teens I have always enjoyed being naked and tried to be undressed as often as I can, but that ain’t easy living with mom, dad and three other siblings. The thought of being completely naked in front of others, strangers, made me extremely excited. We had left our bikinis back at the hotel, just to make sure we did not chicken out.

Well, the day had come and we were finally going to the beach. We thought we’d arrived at the beach early, but already there were a lot of naked people there. Already in the parking lot we could see people’s private parts.

Marias lesbian experience [FF] part 2

I start to laugh and as i laugh my chest and upper torso shakes so hard that Maria that still holds on to the bottom of my top pulls the top down so both my small tits show. (I am so small chested that I rarly wear a bra) Now she starts to tickle me and my top is pulled like a belt around my waist. Marias big boobs jiggle as she tickles me. «Thats my girl» Maria has a big smile «Do I need to remove your shorts as well or are you going to do that on your own» I try to give her a big confident smile, but i can feel the burning sensation in my chin. Slowley i put both my thumbs in under the shorts and slowley start to un button in. As my white little pantie start to appere, Maria claps her hands like a little child or a seel at the circus. «Thats my girl. I knew i could rely on you. Now pull them of like you are a stripper in dire need of mony»

Marias lesbian experience [FF] part 1

It was the middle of summer when I rang the Marias doorbell and it was probably 35 degrees Celsius (95f) It had been a while since we had last seen each other.

Maria had broken her ankle i six different places while playing basketball. She had undergone some surgery and had had her foot in plaster for many weeks. in addition to this, she had contracted a mild depression, gradually sought solitude and spent most of her days at home watching Netflix and eating chips.

«Come in» I heard Mary shout, so I went straight in as I had done hundreds of times before. Inside Maria’s the air was standing still and it was even warmer than outside, the cotton fabric in my crop top clinged to my back. I walked into the livingroom and found Maria butt naked on the couch with a fan sweating lik a hog whit her sextoys laying all around «What the fuck Maria. Why are’nt you dressed,? I tried to act surprised and not look directly at Maria’s naked body or her dildos. Give her time to cover herself but she did not seem the least bit embarrassed by my presence. «Stop being such a prude Norah. You’ve seen me naked many times before and I’ve seen you.» «What do you mean»? «What about all the times in the shower at the gym or the times skinny dipping» She was right. We had seen each other naked, but still not like this, this was different.

Masturbating in the living room [F27]

Masturbating in the living room [f27]

This may not be the place to share the story. If not, then Iwill delete or move it.

This happened several years ago while I was studying and living at home. After a hectic period at school, I was going to take a day of self-care. Everyone who lived in the house was out, either at work or at school, so I had the house all to myself.

I started masturbating in my room, but eventually felt that I needed some extra stimuli, so I wanted to watch some porn. my problem was that my pc was still lying in the car parked outdoors and i was butt naked and dripping wet. I figured I could use the big screen in the living room. It was connected to the internet. I checked the clock and still had the house all to myself for many hours. In the living room I quickly found some movies that teased me, I also had a vibrator. I switched from movie to movie and things got harder and harder on the screen.

My moms friend Tamara [lesbian] [bdsm] [age gap]

I’m 22 years younger than her and she’s my mother’s best friend. According to my mother, they talk about everything and have no secrets from each other, but I know that is not true. Tamara has at least one thing that she keeps hidden from my mother. Me.

When I was still living at home, I occasionally looked after her children. Either when she and her husband were going out on romantic evenings, or if she had to go to some meetings in the evening.

Tamara is married to Lars. they have been married an eternity and have two daughters together. Lars travels a lot in his line of work and everyone in the neighborhood knows that Lars is a cheeter, but they keep together for the sake of the daughters.