“DANCE FOR ME DANCE FOR ME OH OH OH”. The music is loud and, at this point, my head is pounding. I can only tolerate so much blasting music. But I don’t mind too much, I actually like this song. After a little chit chat and a few shots, Morry and I joined the girls on the dancefloor. Ayana smiled wide when she saw me heading towards her. Her body was now in full motion against mine as I stood behind her holding a double shot of scotch on the rocks lightly in the air. She loves to dance, and, seeing as that usually means swinging her waist and grinding her ass on my crotch, I don’t mind one bit. My free hand is firmly planted on her slender hip and my face is bobbing to the music over her shoulder with a perfect view of her cleavage from above. Morry and Lea are a few feet away facing us and I notice Morry mimicking my moves. Shevy and Shay are together dancing to my right. “MOVE FOR ME MOVE FOR ME AY AY AY”. Ayana turns to face me and, with her eyes closed, slithers her body down to a near squat so that her face is parallel with the bulge in my pants. Her eyes open and meet mine, which are no doubt fixated on her. With a shy smile, she let’s her tongue make contact with the bump in my jeans and wriggles her way back up my body. God she’s sexy. I greet her with a kiss when she makes her way back to my face and let her bury her lips on my neck, her body still moving. I look up and catch Lea quickly look away. Had she been watching that little occurrence? Morry is still looking down. I stare at Lea knowing full and well that she’d glance back soon. I sense Shevy and Shay watching me as well. Sure enough, Lea peeks back at me and, for a brief moment, freezes like a deer in the headlights from my intense stare and arrogant smirk. She quickly looks away as Morry looks up and outstretches his drink towards me. I smile at him and clink my glass with his, laughing to myself. I look down and see Ayana vehemently kissing my neck and rubbing my chest. Her body has slowed down but her legs are excitedly rubbing against my crotch. My cock is pulsating, begging to be let out of its fabric restraints. I need to fuck her now. “Ready to go?” I suggest in her ear. “hh…mmm….yea….” is her muffled breathy response.
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Towel drops in front of an old classmate
It was a fine afternoon of summer. I was alone at my home. I really felt like a nice shower, so I get naked in my room and go towards bathroom with just my towel. I was really horny and already hard without even touching my penis. I had all the time with me to rub one off in shower.
While I was stroking my dick covered of soap, i was really fantasizing about some hot girl suddenly appearing in my house and I fuck her like anything.
I suddenly hear my doorbell. I was out of that fantasy and real world sucked. I was just stroking my dick alone in my house. I rinsed myself wrapped towel around my waist and go towards the door. From the peekhole i saw who has come. At first i thought it is my sister, because she had cloth wound on her head to protect from sun.(its pretty normal for ladies in my country). So, naturally thinking it was my sis, i open the door and was about proceed towards my room to get dressed.
The Story of Cunt – Day Four [serial] [BDSM] [Forced Feminization] [MF/FF]
Day Four
Cunt woke up at 6 AM. Remembering the previous morning, she quickly jumped out of bed, naked and bruised, and got down on her knees, ready for Mistress’ arrival. She has no idea what to expect today, but she was prepared for anything. She quickly grabbed her leash, held it out in front of her and waited. The morning preparation submissive showed up, saw her ready and gave her a deep kiss on the mouth, a sign of sorority. Mistress came in with her crop, but was surprised to see Cunt ready. This was the closest that she had come to smiling since Cunt’s arrival. Clearly, her methods were working. As Mistress approached, Cunt once again attempted to lick at her crotch, earning a slap for it. She handed Mistress her leash and they were off.
Me my sister and hubby Nsfw
Have you ever had fantasy about your sister ?
Ever dreamed of touching inner thighs with her ?
Rubbing your body all over hers, or better eating that delicious, sweet, pussy?
Or even imagine you and your sister messing around with your S/O?
it was a Friday morning I get a text message saying “hey sis I need a distraction” that text message changed my life for the better.
Friday morning my sister starts messaging my husband sexual pictures and the moment my husband gets excited he becomes intrigued over her pictures,
Asked about previous sexual experiences with me and her, comments how sexy and hot she is and how she has sexy tits and most
Of all he is head over heals over her ass.
It’s the moment everything changed, my sister comes over Friday evening and says let’s get naked, let’s tease your husband get him excited. So after we put the kids to bed we let the fun begin. We started off slowly. Because well I’ve never done stuff before with my sister. ( my husband has a fetish for sister stuff)
So we would slowly go through touch my husband all slowly, grasp his butt. We sat down for dinner we ate, me and my sister had been texting the entire time and stuff I got super super horny so we went up stars and took some more pictures, and this time videos. My sister laid on her back and said eat my pussy, the first I’ve ever done this to her so of course I’m super nervous, my body touches hers slowly, the warmth of her body, I could feel the goose bumps on my arms rising. The vagina getting wet.
It was arousing for me. Then I work my way to her vagina and al I could think about is making my Husband proud he always said if you eat pussy eat pussy like
Your getting paid to. I started to eat her pussy I felt her hands grasp my head and she pushed me in more to her vagina as I would tongue fuck her.
I ate her out so good she orgasmed so hard;)
If daddy was there he would of been proud ;)
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Date Night [MFM] (Bi) (First time) (Questioning Sexuality) (Hotwife) Pt. 4 & 5
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Eyes closed as I wrap my hand around Nick’s hard on, I focus on pleasuring him using my tongue and lips as a reward for his patience tonight. It’s an… understatement to say I love giving head. The way you twitch and moan when I’m going down on you is like nothing else in this world. I feel so sexy and powerful when I’m able to reduce you to a puddle of endorphins using just my mouth. My reverie is broken when my tongue hits the right spot on the underside of Nick’s cock head and he rewards me with a deep, rumbling moan, tilting his head back. That’s my cue to keep doing what I’m doing, and Nick moans again, slightly louder this time. “Oh, wow” he stammers as I push him as far as I can take him, wiggling my soft pink tongue against his shaft and rubbing the tip against the back of my throat. I look up into his eyes when he’s pushed as far as I can take him. “Holy shit” he hisses through clenched teeth. I hold him there until I feel like I’m struggling for air and then swallow, trying to suppress my gag reflex but the angle is wrong. Nobody’s perfect, but I’m working on it. Goals are good. Pulling my head back with a gasp, I stroke his cock quickly and a string of spit joining us jiggles before breaking, landing across my cheek. I want to feel him splash on my face in the same way when he cums, I think and grin, naughtily. I take him in my mouth again and start sucking rhythmically, doing my best to maintain friction with the spot that made him jump earlier.
The Yoga Goddess, Part II: The Goddess has a Name. MF, casual encounter, sensual
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Part II: The Goddess has a Name
Several weeks pass as if nothing had happened. We continue attending the same, 7:30 night class, but with no extracurricular activities. We make eyes once in a while. I try not to lose focus staring at her, but my efforts are futile. Her round, perfect ass is highlighted so perfectly by her skin tight spandex. When she wears her sports bras, I admire her belly. It twists and bends effortlessly. It has a softness to it, yet I know it is strong and limber. I trace her legs, from feet, to calves, and up her toned, thick thighs and curvy waist. Her rounded shoulders give way to her feminine, toned arms. Then there’s her ideal chest. Her cleavage shows, her bra hugging her body tightly. I recall her kneeling before me, fucking me with those tits. I daydream what it would be like for her to have on that sports bra, and to slide my cock between those mounds. To feel the tightness, the resistance, and her breasts bouncing together with my thrusts…
Long Distance Changes Things (part 3) [MF] [oral]
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Emily’s Submission [MF] [Group] [BDSM] [College]
Emily decided to take her professor up on his offer to help students with their research paper. She was completely competent enough to get an A- on her own, but she was one of those girls who strove for perfection in everything. It wasn’t that she had some huge ambition that she focused her efforts toward. In fact, you might even call her aimless, because she still was unsure of what she wanted to do after graduating with her English degree next year. Emily’s quest for perfection instead was rooted in her need to feel the approval of others—especially her superiors. It was the result of her parents’ way of reinforcing behavior when she was a child. So her decision to meet with Professor Manning was less out of a desire to get a 4.0 instead of a 3.7, but because for some reason impressing him was really important to her.
She took the elevator up to the third floor of the Drummond building and walked all the way around it trying to find office 351. The floor map was unhelpful, and if she had just taken a left from the elevator instead of going straight, she would have been there in no time. She was now three minutes late and felt a little bit stupid for the mistake. She came to his half open door and knocked on it apprehensively, not knowing if she should just walk in or not.
Blue Eyes [MF]
His clear blue eyes held her, causing her heart to flutter, but it was his thick cock parting her damp folds that caused her to moan in pleasure. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around him and urged him deeper inside her.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered into her ear as he sank into her depths.
“And you’re so… big.” She gasped in response.
He grinned as he plunged into her again. “And you’re so wet.”
“And hopefully, I’m soon to be sticky as well.” She replied with a grunt as she firmly placed a hand on each of his ass cheeks and once again urged him deeper. “And you better not even be thinking about pulling out.”
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Evolution of an Alpha: Chapter 1 Scene 3: The Friends
I’m more of the introverted, give me some peace and quiet and space kind of guy, but here I am, being led by the hand through a hoard of people in a stuffy room blasting the latest stupid hip hop hit song. It’s good to get out of your comfort zone from time to time I guess. We exit the maze of people and spot our group at a side table, bottle service and all. Ayana let’s out a cute shriek, drops my hand and scurries over, arms outstretched. A tall girl with flowy brown hair let’s out an “OH MY GOOOODDDD” and meets her halfway for the hug. She’s wearing a tight minidress too. Of course she is, who isn’t in this place. Hell of a an hourglass body on this girl. Ayana turns to me to announce “this is Shevy, the girl I met in Iceland”. I smile hello. “Sooooo, your the guy Yanz is always talking about huh, I was expecting you to be taller” she teases, half joking half bitchy. “Shevy is my spirit animal” Ayana says, more to her than to me. Whatever the fuck that means I think. Behind Shevy is cute small girl wearing a skin tight hot pink top and a black pencil skirt. Clearly the shy one of the group. I like her already. She shyly smiles at me as she waits for her hug. I learn her name is Shay. Still sitting, because she wont be bothered to stand up, is Lea the Instagram girl, waving at Ayana and actively avoiding acknowledging me. I smirk. “Where’s Morry” I ask Lea directly as we sit down. Ayana takes her place on my lap, her dress pulls up a bit and my hand instinctively rests on her now completely exposed thighs. I’m beginning to feel the bulge forming in my jeans. Lea, now with no choice, faces me and says “getting another bottle for us, he loves helping” she ended with a giggle. I should have figured, the bottle service is actually Morry service. “Must be nice” I heard Shevy mumble. I decide to echo her. “Aw what a sweet guy” I hum with a fake smile, staring directly at Lea. My hand begins to travel closer to Ayana’s warm inner thighs and the bulge in my pants is still growing. Before she can answer I see Morry appear from behind Lea holding a tray. “Heres the drinks guy, I got you a vodka cran Lea, i know it’s your favorite, hey you guys made it”. Morry sets the tray down and stretches out a fist in my direction, calling for the obligatory fist bump. With one hand slowly rubbing Ayana’s now hot skin, I stretch out my other arm to reciprocate. I see Lea watching Ayana, who is now blushing and probably looks a bit hypnotized. “Yanz it’s been forever, let’s go dance” she screams as she gets up and grabs Ayana’s arm. Ayana snaps out of it and gets up. She leans in and loudly whispers in my ear “I’ll see you later baby”. Lea does the same with Morry and then steals a quick glance at me as they both turn and scurry towards the dancefloor. Shevy downs two shots of whatever, grabs the shy girl Shay, and they both follow suit. “Girls huh” Morry remarks as he sits down. I smirk as I watch the four sexy girls moving rythmaticaly to the music and grinding on each other’s spectacular bodies. Good thing I’m sitting because my cock is now rock hard. Ya, I think to myself, girls.