Celeb Sex Story: Having steamy sex with a married Gal Gadot .

Hello, I am Sid a fixer in Bollywood and I fixed people’s problems, so I have friends in high places .

It was a time when she was not getting any film; producer didn’t want to hire her as their film’s actress. Some said that she doesn’t have acting skills. There was talk of Hollywood remake of Justice League .

I called her and said that their project is big and they want to launch the movie on worldwide level and it would be a Hollywood style movie and they are framing her in one of the main lead role of the film. “ You know how stories like these go right lets cut to the chase “

I told to her straight that if she wants the role she needs to fuck me and do everything I say , she agreed . Here is what she wore to the interview – [https://i.redd.it/wgcpxxn8y3y41.jpg](https://i.redd.it/wgcpxxn8y3y41.jpg) .

“You Israeli whore I am gonna fuck you in this studio like your husband never fucked you at home “ I said to her.

“My office is only a block away…” [MM] [Teasing] [Mast]

This happened recently, only a few weeks ago, but I’m still thinking about it. Here goes:

I’m a fairly average 19 year old guy, I played a few sports over the years, have friends and hobbies, the whole “living the dream before the real world” thing. I’m also very much bi-curious and was a virgin until recently (but we’re getting to that). I decided I’d mess around on a certain dating app one night like I usually do. This time however was different, I got a surprising match, a local dentist, in his late 40’s. Decent looking and handsome, very professional in appearance. I didn’t think anything of it when I swiped on him, that it was just fun to swipe. Anyway, he messaged me first and the story is finally getting going.

We messaged for a few weeks, talked on the phone, and swapped (PG-rated) pics. We were into each other much much more than I figured I would be given.. you know. We agreed to meet for coffee one day. Went great! We talked for a while and we decided there was no way we’d stop talking to each other. So, a few days later, another date. This time it went differently.

Persephone and Hades – Part Four

“You’ll see….you’ll see,” Hades whispered. 

Ugh. The pain was excruciating. I doubled over and hugged myself, rocking back and forth. I remembered the same agonizing ache from my dream… or, rather, my memory. He’d made me eat a pomegranate from the Underworld, the first time, as a means of keeping me there. Kissed them into my mouth himself. Six pomegranate seeds, which had resulted in six months of the year. I suspected that he was up to his usual trickery with this so-called breakfast in bed.

“Owww,” I managed to moan. “Hades, wha- what have you done!? Don’t fucking tell me- aagh, it hurts!”

He loomed over me, his expression bemused, and arched one eyebrow. His muscles rippled in the light. “I suspect that you are well aware of what I’ve done to you, Persephone…. Just as you were the first time. I’ve given you fruit from The Underworld, the food of The Dead. Now, you’re bound to me, and to our Kingdom… I couldn’t have you just deciding to go on with your mortal life, now, could I? Did you really think that there was an option where you would not return home with me?” He chuckled darkly and shook his head slowly, running a hand through his long raven hair. “As though that was even a question! Can you imagine!? Like I would… just… what? Let you go…? Really, baby. I’d have thought that you’d be cleverer than that….you used to be, anyway…” 

[M+/F+] [wife] [anon-sex] [swing] [group] THE DARKROOM – My ex-wife and I began swinging 5 years before we were married back in 1973.

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One time, while living in Colorado, we were invited to the home of a local attorney who was a popular swinging single guy, with loads of money.

In his palatial home, he would throw some pretty wild “sex parties”. He fancied himself to be some kind of “Hugh Hefner”.

When we arrived at his place, he informed us that he had built a new room at the back of the house, which he called, the darkroom. It was not a room used to develop film; it was a room specially designed for “anonymous sex,” and this was in the days before AIDS became a household word.

The room was basically “wall-to-wall BED”. He had designed it and had it constructed to his exacting specifications. It was PITCH BLACK.

Absolutely NO LIGHT could enter the room, hence the name, “darkroom”.

Gals would go into a separate “undressing” area from the men, who would have their OWN “undressing” room. After getting naked, one would walk through a few doors, until you were in the darkroom (which you could tell for sure, because your bare feet would suddenly be on a BED, and you could NOT see anything).

[MF] [mast] [oral] [exh] BRIDGE JACK OFF – Joey’s girlfriend puts on a show for some trucker while everyone is stopped for a drawbridge.

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Joey and I were sitting in the front seat of his van, the bridge was up, and we were stuck in traffic. As I looked around I saw we were stopped next to an eighteen-wheeler and the driver was looking very intently down at my body.

I like to tease old perverts so I casually opened my blouse and gradually gave him a great view of my bare tits and nipples. I was wearing shorts so it would have been a little difficult to show off my pussy casually.

I looked out over the river and could tell that we were going to be here for at least 15 minutes more. There were two big ships trying to pass the bridge in opposite directions and that always took forever. So I decided to give Joey a nice hand job to let that trucker know what he was missing.

She Secretly Meets Me At A Hotel After Work And We Take Things Further Than Ever Before [FM]

Your phone buzzes quietly on your desk. You pick it up, glancing down at the screen. A text message. “So, about tonight… Did you just want some different dialog in bed, or did you wanna, like, go all out?”

You type out a quick reply without any hesitation. “All out.”

Several minutes later your phone buzzes again. “In that case, meet me after work. The Westin on 5th. Room 232.”

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A few hours later I hear a knock. I switch off the hotel TV and walk over to the door. I open it, seeing you standing there, little cotton dress, your work-bag hanging over your shoulder. You look anxious. “Do you want to come in?” I ask, stepping back and gesturing for you come inside. You walk in and I catch your bag just as you drop it from your shoulder. I walk a few feet away and put your bag down on the chair, immediately crossing the room stand in front of you.

“What did you tell your husband?” I ask, reaching out to hold your hands.

“Work,” you reply, taking a small step towards me, weaving your fingers between mine, looking up at me. “What did you tell your wife?”

Morning Hunt – another semi-erotic drabble that I may or may not add more to in the future! [primal play] [hunting] [fantasy]

The sun is just barely peaking over the horizon. Mist blankets the ground of the forest in front of me. I can feel your lips ghosting over my ear, causing a shiver to run up my spine. Your voice is barely above a whisper as you utter a single command. “Run.”

My heart leaps into my throat and my feet begin moving on their own. I’m flying through the trees, chilled air biting at my exposed skin, wind whipping through my hair. I run as fast as my body will allow, but I know you’re faster. I can feel you behind me, keeping a safe enough distance to enjoy the chase, to prolong your hunt. We both know it makes your inevitable victory that much sweeter.

I reach a clearing in the trees, soft grass cushioning my bare feet as I slow to a stop. My breathing is heavy, I’m practically gasping in the cold morning air, still trying to keep quiet. I don’t even hear you approach from behind me until it’s too late. My hands are trapped behind my back and your breath is hot against my neck as you press your body into mine. “Gotcha.” You whisper before licking up the shell of my ear and attaching your lips and teeth to my neck. I gasp at the sting of the bite, moaning quietly as your teeth scrape the soft flesh.

The Grudge: Part 1 [MF]

Everybody has that one person at their school or job that they just can’t stand, but secretly, if given the chance, they would fuck in a heartbeat. For me it was Alexis, and I can still remember the first time I saw her.

It was the first day of my freshman year, and as Alexis stepped onto the bus, I studied her with interest. She wore her dark-brown hair long, and as it hung from her head, it complemented the tanned complexion of her face perfectly. She had a petite build, and even underneath the loose-fitting clothes she wore, I could tell she had a set of perky boobs, with a small but firm looking ass. But what really got me going were her big, hazel eyes, and combined with the casual grin she wore on her lips, I couldn’t help but develop a crush on her.

Over the next week, I tried to get to know Alexis the best I could. I found out she had transferred to our small school, from a much larger one in Phoenix, Arizona, and even though she seemed like a sweet girl, I could tell there was a hint of uppitiness about her, but I didn’t care though. I figured it was most likely a remnant from living in a large city, and besides, she was a welcome, new addition to the stagnant pool of girls at our school.

It was inevitable – [MF][Public][Tease]

“Be mean to me, spank me, and tell me I’m worthless whore.”

Never had I ever expected to hear those words come out of those supple lips.

Flash forward just an hour or so later and you’d find her moaning in the hallway, taking every inch of what I’d call a fairly impressive cock if you’d ask me, but I digress, it’d certainly be a sight to see…

You see, it was barely three weeks ago that we’d met, just a ‘chatty Cathy’ and ‘talkative tim’ looking for some fun, and frankly naughty, conversation. Probably happens more often than you’d expect, but neither of us could’ve seen where it would go.

But you see, after sharing stories and fantasies, as well a bit of role playing, there was only one thing on either of our minds…”Fuck, I need this!!” We set a time, named a place, and so came the longest two days in history.

Now, I’m sure you’re probably thinking “well something doesn’t add up,” and you know what, you’d be right. Because you wouldn’t usually expect to that the shy young mom of two that was just sitting behind you would later be getting ass fucked against the hall mirror by that admittedly awkward grad studdent.