First trip to Daddy’s house(this was I believe the third time we had been together)…When I arrive I send him a text and he meets me at the door and let’s me inside smacking my ass as I walk by him. I put my phone and keys down and he takes my hand with out saying a word and leads me to his bedroom. As soon as he shuts and locks his bedroom door it was like survival mode kicks in. He towers over me, so when he pulls me close to him its like I disappear. He sits down on the edge of his bed pulling me with him as he sits down, never breaking our kissing and his hands never stop caressing me. At this point he is sitting on the edge of his bed and I am standing in between his legs which puts me about the same height as him.
Author: sindca
My daddy fucks me!
A few years ago I was living alone in an apartment block downtown. I was single at the time after breaking up with a guy a few weeks earlier. My emotions were still a little raw from how we had split up and I had made a promise to myself to take a little break from dating for a while. Just spend a little time enjoying being single. Men had always paid me a lot of attention so trying to stop myself from flirting back to them was harder than I thought; but I was doing my best.
There was a middle aged man who lived on the same floor as me. I had never really talked to him but whenever he saw me in the hallway as I either left or returned from work he would always smile at me and say, “Good morning miss,” or “Good evening miss.” That was the extent of any communication until one Friday evening when I arrived home from work. The middle aged man was walking down the hallway from my side of the building. He gave me another smile and said, “Good evening miss.” I smiled back at him saying, “Good evening.” He walked past me and continued to his apartment. I got to my door and happened to glance down the hallway as I was opening my door and noticed he was also looking at me as he opened his own door. That’s when I walked into my apartment and saw a note on the floor that had been slipped under my door. I picked up the note and read it.
Girlfriend’s Mom Invites Me to Inspect Her Tattoos
After I broke up with a college girlfriend Randi, I found myself hanging out with her mother Carissa. This isn’t as odd as it sounds. Carissa was a pretty middle aged widow, semi-retired already, in her mid 40’s, who spent a lot of time gardening, volunteering, and cooking. She and I got along from the git go, often better than Randi, who was often a high maintenance cunt on wheels. So after I was no longer banging her slutty daughter, I was spending afternoons and occasional evenings over with Carissa, doing handyman work, mowing lawns, reaching for things off high shelves, or just hanging with her watching TV or playing cards.
There was never anything sexual or inappropriate between us, not at first. Not that I would have minded, since Carissa, although plump, had amazing curves, huge breasts that she kept locked away in monstrous bras, lovely black hair, great skin, flashing eyes, and a glinting smile. She was smart and funny, and, I think, a little lonely, and she appreciated having a young man hanging around. As for me, it was a good place to escape my loud dorm at college, a quiet place I could read or study, where there was always a fridge stocked with great food, and the pleasant company of a well-rounded (in all aspects) and friendly, good humored woman.
Forbidden Lust – Getting Edged in a Crowded Room
I didn’t have a cell phone in the nineties. Even if I did, text messaging wasn’t a thing.
I had an email account through my university, but plenty of people still weren’t using email. And even if they were you didn’t always know their account.
So I had no way of communicating with Cara. I certainly couldn’t call her home phone. She was my aunt’s stepdaughter and basically my cousin, even though we weren’t related by blood. I’d known her since childhood. I’d never once called their house to talk to her. I’d actually spent most of the time avoiding her because she was nerdy, almost four years younger than me, and she had a tendency to follow me around like a puppy dog, which everyone else found cute and hilarious.
Everything changed in December of 1998. I was visiting from college during the winter break and horny after a few drinks at the local strip club with Cara’s brother. I’d gone into the laundry room looking for a towel so I could jack off and clean up. Impulsive, I’d grabbed a pair of panties instead. Cara had caught me in the act. And instead of running away in horror and telling her family, she had been drawn to it. She’d wrapped her silky panties around my cock and given me a hand job that night and again the next morning in my car after I drove her to school. Then she’d walked away with a smirk and left her underwear in my lap.
My hot wife and my daughter’s hotter friend
I woke up to the sound of the dresser drawer shutting. When my eyes focused Sally was standing there in some of her sexiest lingerie set. The panties were boyshorts that were black lace. The crotch was a see through mesh. Though these panties weren’t as racy as some of her thongs they looked incredible on her and made her ass look incredible. Something about them always drove me wild. The bra was mostly the same see through mesh that the crotch was made of that showed her nipples perfectly.
“Damn girl, you pulling out the good stuff?” I said
She said, “this will probably be our only time doing this so I want to make it count”
“No complaints from me babe. What’s your plan?” I asked
“I’m not sure yet. Get dress incase I need your help” She commanded.
I through on some shorts but didn’t bother with a t-shirt.
Sally loosely tied her robe and we walked out to the kitchen together. As we past the door of Candace’s room we could hear the girls giggling and Sally paused there for a second but no other sounds came from the room. She continued into the kitchen and I followed after her. We were having our coffee and the girls emerged from their room.
My hot sister in law and family vacation [MF]
Thursday finally came and after work Sally and I drove the few hours to the mountains. We arrived around 4pm. Sandy and frank were already gone to dinner with his work. We checked out the cabin and pool and decided to order in and take it easy tonight.
We ordered some food to be delivered and I took a swim while Sally read by the pool. She typically read some smutty books anytime we traveled without the kids. I didn’t mind at all as the books typically worked her up to where the sex was extra hot and aggressive.
She laid by the pool while I did some laps. Once she rolled over on her stomach to get some sun on her back I stopped to the view. Sally’s ass was great and one of her best features. It wasn’t as good as Sandy’s as hers was one of those once in a life time bootys but still hot. She noticed me staring and lifted her feet and bent her legs so they were folded up to her butt and spread her legs. I could see the wet spot that had formed in her bikini and was clinging the material to her pussy. This book must have been pretty good for her to tease me that way. I enjoyed the view for a moment and resumed swimming. I knew if I let her keep reading and working herself up it would be much better for me in the end.