I [20F] cum riding a train with a stranger

It was a summer rush hour in LA. I need to take the train to meet a friend early in the evening for a party in a club.

I’m all dressed up in a tight fitting top that doesn’t leave much to the imagination. I’m not wearing a bra either. My silk skirt is short and flirty. A small breeze will lift it up to show my white thong that is clinging to a shaven pussy.

As I was standing and waiting for the train, I can tell that I’m getting some attention when my skirt lift up with the breeze. I can only hold the front of my skirt as my other hand was holding a big paper bag with a present to my friend.

Everyone was feasting on my nice ass. My boyfriend always tell me that I’m the only girlfriend he had with an ass to kill for. I take that as a complement or maybe he tells that to all his previous girlfriend. From the looks of the men at the station, he may be telling the truth.

Last Night.

My boyfriend just got home from work and I was in the living room, the clock read about 4:30pm.
“What do you want for dinner” I asked

Pregnant Again

Alexandra is pregnant again. She posted her #sixmonths picture smiling happily with her hands on her belly.

The comments section was filled with short congratulatory messages and stupid hugging gifs, but nothing from her brother.

I’m surprised he didn’t write how happy he was for her, knowing how well she fucks her husband every night, living in perfect harmony, while he is still rubbing his cock, stuck in a complicated and insecure distance relationship.

He has known her husband for many years, from the time he secretly came to their house and fucked his sister in the other room, like two rabbits in heat, while he listened to the moans and the creaking of the bed through the wall.

What could be more gratifying than this? How can one let the envy darken his mind, and not enjoy the happiness of the others?

His lack of feedback disappointed me terribly.

Family matters …

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Camilla’s Frat Party (MF)

Tonight there was a college party going on just off the local campus, most of the students were either attending this party or at the nightclub that brought in upcoming musicians to perform small shows. Tonight’s show was a Cuban girl named Camilla, a wannabe pop star that was just starting to get some traction. After the show some fans invited her to come to the frat party back at their school. Camilla was just starting to earn some fame so she agreed to go, not expecting it to be too big of an issue at a college party. The singer agreed, telling them that she would be there after she changes her outfit and gets cleared to leave the venue. It took the young Cuban girl about an hour to collect her check and get dressed for the party after her show, but afterwards she ordered a car to pick her up and drop her off at the party. Telling all her girl friends that came along as her posse to come party instead of going back to the hotel so early tonight. Of the six friends only three decided to go while the rest headed back to their hotel rooms to wind down. All four of the girls including Camilla piled into the large black suv in their dresses and big heels. They dressed up to blend in with the slutty college girls. Currently they were all in their early 20’s, Camilla being the youngest at 20. When they got to the party the other girls grabbed drinks, while the young singer went straight to the main room where most of the people dancing were at. She was not a drinking type of girl, but she loved to dance any chance she got. Walking into the room in the tight dress that she wore to look sexy tonight. It was a thin silky white dress, the top held up by two tiny strings over her shoulders. The strings were hidden by her long dark hair that had natural curls as it rested on her shoulders. Camilla had on a light pink lipstick to paint her plump lips and eyeliner around her dark brown eyes. The look was seductive while her dress seemed to match. Her outfit was covering her small B cup breasts nicely, giving just a peek at the little cleavage the girl had to show. That body was so perfectly shaped going down to make up for the perky small boobs, with wide latin hips that supported her fat booty behind her. The dress was loosely hanging off her rear, hanging down to her mid thigh. Camilla’s thighs were thick with slender calves on her legs below. In the tall black high heels her legs looked great. With the shoes the small girl was 5 foot 5 inches, but normally she was barely 5’2. Tonight she looked amazing as she scanned for her spot to let loose and dance the night away.

Wife Gives In part 3

I entered the bedroom, and approached them. They did not notice me at first, until I tapped my husband on the shoulder. He looked up, and I could see the alarm in his eyes at being busted. He started to relax a bit, as he saw the look of lust on my face and the fact that I was totally nude. Brittany had opened her eyes, I could see the glimmer of lust starting to build.

“My turn,” I cooed, “Brittany, ever had your sweet pussy licked by another girl?”

Her voice a husky whisper, she said, “No.”

“Ummm, in that case, I’m going to love plucking that cherry.”

My husband lifted away, and I could see what a teen temptress my niece was. A teenager’s wet dream, 18 years old and built like a living breathing sex doll. Her long blonde hair was spread out on the pillow, her sea green eyes were full of lust, she had an amazing body, nice big diaries the size of large grapefruits, a curvy waist and a sparse, wispy strip of blonde pubic hair, bet her asshole is all pink and tight. Between her thighs, I could see a thick glut of cum around her lips, ready to pour out of my niece’s sweet fuck hole.

My fantasy of one night with my best friend’s wife comes true

I’ve told you the story of Beth, my best bud’s wife. ([If you missed it, you are missing some really hot masturbation material.](https://link.medium.com/xRCQoXZe47)) About 5’11”. Thin. Tan. Toned. She has phenomenal legs. The best legs I have pretty much ever seen and they extend for more than 2/3 of her body. Her abs are straight from a fitness magazine, along with the tiny shirts that showed them off. My then wife used to watch her leave the room because her ass was so perfect.

One time, as my wife watched Beth and the tight denim shorts that barely covered her ass disappear out of sight in the kitchen she whispered to me: “Once Ben and Beth leave, I have a surprise planned.”

She winked and walked away.

[My wife is the sister of Carianne](https://link.medium.com/JySCWQ6e47), my sister-in-law who flashed me on the couch and started my insatiable thirst for worn wet panties. (Once again, if you missed it, we’re talking amazing masturbation material guaranteed to make your load hit the ceiling or your clit do a dance.)

Was I rape-baited? (CNC/dubCon, MF)

Long story, bear with me. It happened the day before yesterday (Friday), but I won’t know the results until next weekend.

A bit of background. My friend Mike got married last year and he and his lovely new wife, Susanna, bought a new home in January. They had been planning to have a housewarming party, but those plans were paused due to the COVID-19 lockdown, and now that the British goverment has started to relax the restrictions he and his wife decided to have a combined housewarming/1st anniversary party.

There were three groups of people at the party; peeps from his work (bus driver), from Susanna’s work (chef) and from their shared hobbies (movies and boardgames). I was in the third group. It was one of his work friends, Mary, who made the night interesting. I’d never met her before that night, as mike was the only shared friend we had.

Astronomically Far: my best friend [M,M]

I remember the first time I’ve fallen into him. Love? Lust? Back then such words were so trivial to me, or so I told myself as I watched and craved him from afar, in his presence and absence. Until I met him, I didn’t have the luxury of giving my heart and body to anyone, it was always one or the other. I met him by mistake, was it? A mistake? It was something that rarely happens to people, a person so like me I could almost hear their thoughts, I could’ve sworn our heartbeats were in sync. We became friends, I’ve never met anyone who got so excited about me before, everyone hated me, I was too cold back then.

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violet didn’t expect to sit on lukes lap for the last half of the movie, but one thing led to another and she eventually found his hands hesitantly pulling her on top of him.

she’d complained about the floor not being comfortable enough to watch a movie on, to which luke told her to sit on the sofa and she obliged.

she sat far away from him, as far as she could.
glancing at him every now and then just to admire the way he looked when he wasn’t in his work clothes.

violet liked this look.

she didn’t want to cause any more intense or awkward moments to happen between them..if they both knew what they wanted but neither of them were going to act on it, what was the point?

ultimately, it was in the older mans hands to initiate anything. for the young girl was far too shy and innocent, albeit she still wanted to be touched by him.

i should Not Be watching a movie with twenty – six year old man alone

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SexifyJuly Day 12 – Golden Shower ; Lady Misery Bringer of the Rain

Lady Misery stood above her client. Her PVC catsuit glowed in the light. Her breasts popped through the holes in the chest. He had been whipped, chained, violated. He now lay on his back, feet bound having his erection spanked with a fringed flogger.

“What do you want?” Lady Misery demanded an answer.

“I want to cum please Mistress.”

“What makes you think you deserve that? You filthy animal!” She growled flogging him a little harder. His hard cock bounced from the smack. It was red with welts, but it was still hard. If there was one thing that her client was good at, it was staying hard. It was often her mission to turn his cock soft before he could cum. She had tried all her tricks today and he was still rock solid.

“How filthy am I Mistress?” She froze at his question.

“How dare you ask a question of Lady Misery? You answer the questions and do as you are told. You are not worthy of questioning the Mistress.” She pulled her mask back over her eyes and swapped to a harder flogger.

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