One bead of enlarged sweat slowly trickling down pass your brow in between your eyes over the left side of your nose. Grazing your nostril over the side of your lip resting against the back of the duct tape. Instinctly your lips part your tongue failing to find the small sample size of saltiness. You shake your head from side to side in a effort to rid your forehead of any potential beads. The thick basement air glued to your naked and vulnerable body. Your eyes trolling back and forth from the grainy and damp unfinished concrete basement floor to the exposed metal and copper pipes above your head. The sole source of light a small night light pluged in beside the robust grey and dented water heater. The only sound to break the silence once the air shuts off is the faint drip of water from the dull, cloudy faucet into the chipped paint splattered utility sink. Your sense of hearing heightened your shoulders becoming fatigue, your wrist handcuffed over your head, the small chain scrapping the thick black pipe. The balls of your feet collecting the wet mug debris attempting to relieve the pressure off your wrist. You inhaling the stale, damp and old aroma of the basement with each breath. Your nipples hard from the occasional cool draft sneaking across the backs of your legs and up the center of your back. “How long have I been down here?” You think to yourself. Squinting over at the small painted over window to see if it’s night or day.
Author: RenaissanceGuRu
I avoid her pussy as long as possible
Please understand the context of this post. This doesn’t happen all the time. Every time. I have found it to be extremely effective, and felt like sharing. It takes “discipline” if you will and a intentional focus not to just go straight there. Yes, even with good foreplay. My brain always wants to hit the “bullseye” pun intended lol. After some passionate kissing and nibbling/biting the face-lips, necks, ear lobes, breast etc. It’s lower half time. Some dirty talk whispers too.
I [M] fucked my FWB [F] under the bridge at the Farmers market.
While my former FWB (we’ll call her Amy) and I had a largely sexual relationship we would occasionally chill outside the bedroom. On this particular Sunday we agreed to meet at the farmers market. I wanted some local honey, and she was in search of kale and apples. The food there is typically really fresh and delicious. I’d just gotten back into town on that Friday after three weeks away for work. Of course we were sexting while I was away and sending naughty pics/videos. She’s such a tease and huge flirt.
Husband gagged and tied up while I [M] used his beautiful wife [F] conclusion
I arrive to there house. I’m wearing a light blue jacket (no shirt underneath) my perfect slim fit, thin gray joggers (no underwear). I door is open and the storm door closed. I can hear some sort of music playing.
I [M] fucked my child’s math teacher [F] conclusion
The thong stops just below her knees. I grip her waist kissing down the center of her back, down her spine. Stopping at the small of her back. Both my hands gripping her ass spreading her wide open. Her natural feminine scent filling my nostrils intoxicating me. My dick is diamond-demon hard now. Ready to feel the cool air of the room, before the warmth and wetness of her pussy. She reaches back clawing at my pants. I reach down grabbing my waistband and shimmy my pants down. Then my underwear my hard, thick, slightly curved dick flips out. She moans “come to my room”. She briskly walks freeing herself of the thong as I walk and pull off the rest of my clothes. A trail leading to her room. She hops onto her bed and lays on her back. I look at her. “You’re so beautiful. I want to taste you” I say climbing into the bed. I give her inner thigh a firm bite, followed immediately by soft kissing. My index and middle fingers placed onto her clit. Rubbing slowly in a circular motion. “Fuuuuuuuucccccckkkkkk” escapes from her lips and her legs quiver. I lick up the inside of her right thigh. Kiss her pussy lips and then bite the inner thigh of her left leg. All the while rubbing her clit. I glance up to see her biting her bottom lip, grabbing the pillows. I slowly slip my one finger inside her finding that magical place. Moving my finger in the “come to me motion”. This drives her absolutely crazy. She’s biting one of the pillows now. I add another finger inside her and repeat the motion. Now my thumb is rubbing her clit, my other two fingers still inside her. Licking my way up belly, kissing her waist then up to her tits.
I [M] fucked my child’s math teacher [F]
This was last year way before the pandemic. So it’s “back to school night”. I’ve never missed one yet. I’m a super active dad PTA, homework, etc. The back to school welcome in the gym was boring for the most part. Everything except for the teacher introductions. Pretty much the same staff as last year with the addition of a new Asst. Principal and three new teachers. One male new teacher, and two rather young looking female teachers. After what seems like an hour (actually 15 mins) we’re dismissed to tour our kids classes. First stop is math. Well what do you know. One of the new teachers is my child’s math teacher. She has really dark brown hair, beautiful light blue eyes and the most plump cute ass, full hips and a smaller upper body. Looks like she probably play highschool/college sports. I think she’ll really cute. I try and make eye contact with her, nope. I then try to think of a question to ask without sounding like an idiot. That doesn’t work either.