I conditioned my boyfriend to get hard for horror movies

He likes edging and I like to keep sex casual, so I took “Netflix and chill” and ran with it. One of us – usually me – will pick out a scary movie and turn the lights out.

I then spend the next two hours or so perfecting my blowjob skills.

Typically, I start out slow. He sits back on the couch and I lay on my side with my head in his lap, so he can feel me breathing on him. Kiss the shaft until he’s erect, use just the tip of my tongue below the head of his cock. I try to tease him for about twenty minutes, just using my lips and my hand.

If the movie’s a good one, I’ll want to pay attention, and the easiest way is to fill up my mouth so I don’t try to talk. By this time I’ve tamed my gag reflex – it can be a sensitive one – so I can just swallow him up and suck. Gentle, just a little pressure, and interspaced with breaks for me to lick his cock in long sweeps, or rub the head against my lips. He especially likes it when I drum his shaft over my open mouth, but I have to be careful or he’ll smear my glasses.

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Stolen 3: Worshipping Darkness | Lead: Female | Tags: Mandom, Racism

My husband usually writes these actual happenings in our relationship but has asked if I would write it this time because I could explain it in more detail. He is right about that as I am the one that gives head to those fatty-cocked black bulls. You women out there that are reading this should not judge until you try it. If you have a husband that is willing to have you do this, it will change your life. It did for me. I look forward to our encounters with thick, hung, droopy-dicked, beast-balled black men, and have even had some fly in from out of town to get head – most packing good heavy loads. Being the nasty-bitch whore-wife I am, I send them back home to their wives with empty sacks. We have even gotten emails sharing with us that their wives are upset that they couldn’t get it up even after a few days, and are wanting to know why. I give head so good they don’t want sex for a while. My husband doesn’t need to worry about me having sex with a niggerbeast, I would much rather have their cock in my mouth and cum in my throat. Deep in my throat. And coated on my face. I’m always on the search for the widest, longest, meatiest cock-load in the area, I must say that it is true about the size of their cocks, most are well hung, and dump ropes upon ropes to match.

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In Real Life (One of Two) [MFF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Online Chat] [Creampie]

It had been a long day, but I always liked coming home and getting online with my chat friends. It was always good to get things off my mind. It started over two months ago, I needed a social output, and I stumbled on a chat page that catered to local chat rooms. I took to it like a fish to water.

Within the next two months, I got so used to being online with the people I had met there that I stopped hanging out with my real friends. It was so much easier to get online and chat for hours on end with people I barely knew or met than talk to the people at work or who lived near me.

Tonight, was like just like any other. We talked about the going on in the world and flirted and told jokes.

‘Are you coming next week?’ a private message popped up.

It was from Kyle, or what he had said was his name. I didn’t know him other than his chat name and that he lived just over an hour from me. We talked purely online.

Letters to Jenna

How do let her go? You, Let Her Be…Gone! I know you stopped finding value in my words but, if that weren’t the case, I would tell you how much I love, Dear Evan Hansen. It breaks my heart to know you may never know that.
Haha… It means you have stopped caring to get to know me. The me I am becoming. Not the me I was. That’s the one you cling too, that shameful hateful boy
You led me to a place of comfort many times, in understanding, “Things aren’t always as they seem, Huck.” Though equally wonderful and tragic, it’s that thrill of Wonder and Tragedy that keeps your scent in the air, your gracefully awkward silhouette in the sun filled door of the tea shop on Cornelia. I still look up when I catch shadow move across that light. That’s Good Light, Babe. That’s good light. It’s the moments when warm electric runs through me and again We, are again, for a moment…We are. I find comfort in those moments when I accept simply, this truth…That when Nothing makes sense on a physical level, then, and only then do I find understanding, compassion and power on the spiritual level. Nothing makes sense on that physical level for me anymore. I split babe. I didn’t even pack a bag, make a sandwich, I even forgot my wallet. Didn’t even check out of my room. Didn’t even put on my shoes. (PSSST…hey, In hindsight, if we have to do this again, remind me to grab my wallet and shows) I’m Audi Baby. Maybe later Gator. Maybe later.
And I know now exactly where you realized the enormity of what We could be together. The pure vastness of it…
It was our last true exchange of energy. On your DayBed. Laying, gazing, no touching, giggling, fully clothed, pretending we are watching Angus. God that was magic. That night was magic. Angus, is great yea sure. But that night was magic. I remember moving your energy and you mine. I remember giving you all of me. And, all of you, you gave that night too. I still taste the electric storm tingle of you in my mouth from that night. Still feel the heat run through me and back into you as my fingers hovered close enough to your cheek to feel you radiant and pulse on my fingertips. Without touch… We caress. Tantric. I dunno. We elevate in those moments…we transcend. Ride. We came together that night, too, no, not so basic, Nerd, as one, as truly one, we came together too, hehe, without touch…With gaze and with whisper, we exchange and linger and pulse. You, Me, the All of Us, together, as one beat of one heart, Us, feeling the power of our love as our spirits United instead of Collided. We danced again In that moment.

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Stolen 2: Lucky Day | Lead: Female | Tags: Virgin, College

I had not planned to end up in bed with Charles, but things like that just happen in college. Sperm of the moment. Uh. ^Spur.

I had gone to the dorm mixer the first week of class, despite being a junior. I was mostly there to watch the freshmen act amazed at their ‘first college party and check out the new talent. There were not many guys there, but one of them I knew from last year introduced me to Charles, grinning as he told me he was my type of guy. I wasn’t sure what he meant by that since Charles was okay-looking, but nothing special. Brown hair, average height, an okay body, I guess, but nothing special. He was not real talkative either, pretty shy. I assumed. I did dance with him three or four times since he was one of the few guys there, and as always, more girls wanted to dance than guys. He did not know how to dance but was enthusiastic, which was nice. So long as he didn’t make a fool of himself. I left the party pretty late since there were a lot of people to talk to, even if there were not enough guys. He left a bit before me. But as I was leaving through the exit, to my wing, there was Charles.

My ex gf, Josie (Vampire girl) makes Mary her sub and I get my gf Amy a new pair of underwear. (FFFM 21) (some anal play)

When I woke up in the morning, I could hear that Mary and Vampire girl were at it again. When I went to bed it sounded like they were having some gentle sex. This morning, it sounded a lot like someone was getting spanked in there and fucked hard.

Amy and Sarah were still sleeping snuggled together next to me in a tangle of naked girls. I got out of bed and went to make coffee. Not long after I got up, Sarah and Amy showed up, both now wearing shorts and tshirts. We sat around drinking coffee.

Amy said, “Did you hear Mary and Vampire girl just now?”

Sarah said, “it sounded pretty rough in there.”

I said, “It sounded like actual fucking?”

Sarah said, “I’m sure Vampire girl must have had a strap on in that enormous suitcase.”

Amy said, “That sounds kind of interesting.”

Sarah giggled said, “I’m down to try one out with you later.”

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Mother in Law’s approval Part 01

I heard a knocking at my door, I went over, opened it, and was surprised to see my soon-to-be Mother-in-law, Lisa Perkins, standing there.

She smiled at me and said, ”Good morning Leo, could I come in and talk to you for a bit?”

I was happy to let her in, she was twice my age at 50, but she was still a knockout. It was obvious where my fiancé Janie had inherited her hot body and sexy face from. Her face was framed with a mane of blonde hair, her clear blue eyes twinkled, she was wearing a silk blouse, a tan-colored wrap-around skirt, and white stockings. I could tell she had no bra on, her silver dollar-sized nipples poking out the front, damn, she was at least a 38, those luscious dairies seemed to defy gravity.

I had been introduced to her family during a Sunday dinner 2 weeks earlier and had noticed Lisa’s ample charms. I had done my best not to stare at my future mother-in-law, damn, she was hot.

“Let’s get right down to business Leo. I am not sure you are the right man for my daughter.”

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Another day, another fuck

Didn’t post in a while so we wanted to share some details of the last time we had sex. My gf and I love to read your comments so by all means let us know what you think!

My gf came over to chill at home with me but we weren’t home alone. My parents were at home. We were really horny and anxiously awaiting the opportunity to present where we can act on it. After some time, the opportunity finally presented. We were alone. With 20 minutes on the clock, we know we needed to act fast. Immediately we rushed into the room and started kissing. Our tongues twisting, my hands running along her body, squeezing her juicy ass and tits; her hands on my hard dick. We began to strip naked. For that split second where our bodies were apart, it felt like too much. I threw her on the bed and began kissing her and her naked body. I made my way down to her wet pussy and began licking. It tasted amazing. While my tongue found it’s way around her pussy, my fingers went in. I started with one and then slipped in another. Note: she loves to be fingered so her reaction to this was insane. Her moans became louder, her arms pulling my face deeper in her pussy, and she began grinding her pussy on my face. After a few minutes she wanted to suck my cock. I sat on the edge of the bed and she kneeled and took me in her mouth. She moved her lips up and down my shaft and then made her way down to my balls. I’ve never been one to enjoy this as it would tickle. But this time it felt different. My slut was devouring my balls. Before I know it, I told her to stop and get up. I bent her over my lap and began spanking her ass. “ you like that baby?” “ you like when I spank your ass?” I said. “ harder baby, spank me harder” was her response.

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Sexy Busty Wife Hotel Bar 🍸

Hot Busty wife in a Sexy dress at Hotel bar few Cosmos she gets extra flirty Horny wet Stranger approaches says hello chats flirts buys a round of drinks meanwhile checking out her tits can see things getting hard and she wet. After a while we invite to our room for a nitecap we’re sitting on the bed her between us I excuse myself to the bathroom and when I cum out his hand is up her dress fingering her and her is head bobbing up and down in his Lap 😝🍾 Too much? LOL

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My Stepsister Taylor Part 6

Our parents were finally leaving for the night and I decided to seize the opportunity to have some fun with Taylor. As soon as my parents stepped out of the door, I ran upstairs to Taylor’s room and knocked on her door.

“Yes?” Taylor said.

I opened the door and looked at my stepsister lying down on her bed. She looked so cute in her shorts and t-shirt. My cock was already hard but it wasn’t about my release tonight. I walked toward Taylor and climbed into bed with her. She let out a surprised laugh as I started to kiss her.

“What’s going on?” she asked me. I kissed her soft lips again.

“Mom and dad are gone, and I want to take care of you for a change,” I said.

Taylor’s lips curled into a big smile. “What are you going to do?”

I grinned at her. “Just relax and let me take care of you.”

I climbed on top of Taylor and kissed her deeply. I moved my mouth to her neck and began to pull down her shorts. Her panties came off next and I inched down toward that sweet pink pussy. I could hear Taylor’s breath catch in her throat as I placed my lips on her pussy lips.

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