My fiancée was out with her best friend a few years ago before we met. That night they met two older men maybe in their fifties (My fiancée first said they was in their late 40s, then she improved, could also have been older. She was a little embarrassed about the age so I think they were in their 50s) and partied and drank together. The only thing I know is that the two girls were invited for more drinks in the men’s hotel room. The girls were a little tipsy and went with them. Unfortunately, I missed the time to ask more. By chance I saw a photo on her laptop (title: … hotel) of the hotel room with the girls and it’s light outside, so they stayed there overnight. What do you think, what did the two older men do with the then 22-year-old girls that night? Feel free to write a few details, what you think what was going on that night! Both are slim and in good shape, one is blonde, maybe 5’1 and 99lbs and the other is brown-haired, 5’35 and 114lbs. Perhaps you have already experienced something similar or one of the two older men tells what they did with the girls. Or one of the girls tells how the night was.
Category: sexystories
Wife and Former Student [MF][cuck]
My wife and I were out for dinner when a man in his late 20’s approached our table.
“Mrs. C, is that you?” he asked my wife.
“Yes” she replied, “I’m not sure I… oh my god! Is that you, Jason?!”
It turned out that he was one of her old students and she wasted no time in asking him to join us. She had quit teaching about 10 years earlier and this young man was a senior in the last class she taught. He was a good looking guy, obviously fit, and after she introduced me the two of them chatted like I wasn’t there.
He’d slid into the booth next to her and she quickly ordered him a drink and they caught up on all his old classmates.
“Jason used to be quite popular with all the girls” she told me.
“Not as popular as you were with the guys” he replied. “Especially on days when you wore a skirt and we could see your legs!”
My wife blushed at that and he continued.
“None of the girls could compete with those legs, I bet they still look amazing!” he continued with his compliments.
23[f] what it would feel to be a nude model and be immortalized forever
This weekend I spent a lovely few hours taking advantage of living in a major metropolitan city and FINALLY got to go back inside one of our museums. Far too few of us still take the time to remember that there is beauty in this world that is created out of the imagination of people, and we’re all not just a sorry lot, doing each other dirty and wallowing
in cruelty. The museum is also an amazing place to get hit on by the kind of men who open the car door for you and eat your pussy. If you have an exhibit pamphlet stuffed into the jacket pocket of a Brioni suit, I’m already wet before you’ve made your first witty observation to me.
So I was there with my friend, drinking in masterpieces while scoping out yummy MmmmmBAs and juicy JDs when we paused on this oil on canvas painting of a stunning young woman that, frankly, could have been either of us had we lived during the Renaissance. We both silenced the intoxicating click-pop of our Parisian heels in front of that graceful and fascinating creature, frozen for all time and all I could think to myself was, “good for you thot!” Now, don’t get me wrong, i almost fucking wept at the beauty that was captured by the artist, but this was no famous woman, she was some hot girl that some guy ponied up the cash to commission an artist to immortalize her.
Housewife Sold to Sleaze Pt. 1 [F] [Str8]
I wanted to be sexy for my husband. He seemed to be off all day, making minimal eye contact at the dinner party and making almost zero conversation. I had no idea what was wrong, but I knew better than to confront him about it. But what I knew was that at the end of a bad day (or a bad week, which I suspected was the case here), he always liked seeing me tied up in a nice black nightgown.
The lace barely covered my cleavage, but left plenty to the imagination. The nightgown opened up near my bellybutton, revealing the bottom portion of my torso. Putting it on already made me feel incredibly saucy. Accompanying it was a black thong that I wore tight against my hips. It’s been a while since we had fun like this. I put on a thick blindfold, then cuffed my wrists to the bedposts, waiting for him to get home from his vague “errand.” I never bothered to ask. Maybe I should have.
When the door opened, I could already feel myself dripping. I couldn’t wait to feel his hands around me. His cock against my pussy. His hot breath against my neck. He walked in and dropped what sounded like a plastic bag.
The B4 Work Ritual. My X was a stripper when we met, she was stripper when we split up, she was a stripper when we had a FWB relationship after we broke up.
We were [44M] and [43F] when we met.I just went into her work to sit at the bar have a beer take in the visuals of the pretty girls working in the titty bar zero intentions of table dances or even tipping, titty bars are my safe space, knew the biz from the inside.Cougar on the prowl she eyes me walks up starts talking I’m liking what I see this big breasted hot Latina very pretty with a bright upbeat personality articulate speaker wow this chick has a brain…hot body too…we are riding in her car a few hours later after taking me to Denny’s for breakfast..Fast forward a year later we’ve been living together in the West Texas Town of __ ____. things are going pretty good, she’s gone back to dancing after having take a few months break.She calls from the bedroom asks me to come help her with something.She’s naked kneels down on the floor in front of me smiling a sly smile she says ” Get Naked.” clothes hit the floor she gives the best head I’m not the quickest to cum, she sits on the stool at the end of the bed ” Titty Fuck ME!” she knows I love this she tells me “We’re in a hurry so don’t fuck around blow that load man! “she sucks some more I slap her titties some more she strokes I stroke her: ” you’re close” she takes me in her mouth more world class head she puts a finger on my asshole strokes me pulls my cock out of her mouth as I begin cumming dumping my load on her neck and tits she’s rubbing my cum into her skin as she rubs one out with a free hand….she laughs and says I’m gonna get big ass tips tonight those other guys won’t know it they’ll be smelling your cum on me.
His Student Hooker Pt 8 [FFM][Rom]
The Cantina was a Mexican restaurant Paul and Simone liked, and probably ate there once a month. The food was always fresh and delicious. Simone liked it because it was a no tipping eatery, Paul liked it because the food was always great. Eleni had never been there, and now it was her turn to be delighted with a different food regime and better company. Eleni was surprised that some of the prices seemed higher than usual, but Paul explained that staff were on a much more consistent and higher wage, and the service was actually better.
The conversation seemed a little stilted at first, but after a bit of discussion about how the summer break was going, they started in the relaxed mode that leads to real companionship. Laughs became much easier, Eleni’s skill at developing a pun became obvious and that, in turn, led to both Simone and Paul trying to outdo each other, much to everyone’s delight. Eleni started with,”Oh, the lobster burrito looks nice, but I am not sure I want to shell out that much for it.”
Paul picked up on it and said, “Might be a bit fishy, you think?”
I’m aching (F) (ramble of thoughts)
I’m aching…
Dreaming of strong hands drifting up and down my body. Fingers teasing my sensitive nipples, making me wet.
Those hands go down, gripping my ass. Claiming my body, squeezing my thighs, opening my legs. A wet, glistening pussy at display.
A warm mouth on my lips, licking me, spreading the wetness. Sucking on my clit, making me moan loud, encouraging you to keep going.
I want to push my face into me, hold your head and just grind. While your fingers slip in and out of me.
I wanna cum while you’re down there, licking and sucking every inch of me.
I’m aching…
Finally left my ex went to a motel for the night and this happened.
Finally had enough with a lying, cheating spouse. We got into it one night and I left. Told her I was done.
Drive to a motel for the night. Late night I for hungry. As I was deciding what to do for dinner I get a call. My sister in law heard what happened and was checking on me. I told her I was gonna grab a bite somewhere she said she’d bring food over.
This motel had hardcore porn streaming 24/7. I’m watching and I’m stroking my rock hard dick and there’s a knock on the door. My SIL and the food.
Im eating while she and I talk about what happened. I finish the food and while continuing the conversation I’m watching the porn behind my sister in law.
Well, I always wondered because she was hot and much more i open about sex than my soon to be ex. So that’s exactly what I said next….”T… I’ve always wondered”…. then I gently took hold off her and led her to the bed at the same time I began kissing her. I was on fire. She kissed like our mouths were fucking. I’ve got my hands all over her and her body is TIGHT and fit.
First Sexual Surprise
There she was, sitting on the bed, wearing nothing but thigh high black stockings, a black chiffon and lace baby doll which parted just below the bra part of the top and slowly opened wider to just above her hips, showing a sliver of smooth flesh and her belly button and finally a small black G-string with ties on each side of her hips and a visible lace embroider pattern on the black material. Once I managed to regain some sense of brain power I also noticed that the tub chair, usually in the corner of the room had been moved to the middle of the room in front of the bed. What’s all this? I started to enquire but before I could say another word she had hopped off the bed, standing directly in front of me and was silencing me with her finger on my lips. The finger moved behind my head as her hand started to pull me to her mouth as she kissed me. As her lips touched mine, my eyes closed as always as I felt the warmth of her tongue against mine but this time I also felt her other hand firmly grasp my crotch. My stiffening cock was instantly hard to her forceful touch and firm massaging. When the kiss broke she looked into my eyes and whispered,… I thought so before removing her hand from my aching hard cock. She started undoing the buttons of my shirt and when finished with the last button on the front of the shirt, pulled it off of my shoulders and half way down my arms, trapping my arms with the shirt and brought her hands back up my arms and ran her fingers over my chest, her nails leaving slight red marks over my chest and my groin straining ever harder against my pants as her nails ran over my nipples and down my stomach. She undid my belt, the button and zip of my pants and pulled my pants and boxer shorts down in one motion, releasing my cock into the early evening air, the pre-cum drops rolling from the slit at the top of my shaft and down over the purple swollen head. She undid the buttons on the sleeves of my shirt and pulled the shirt off of me and pushed me back into the tub chair. She sat down on the edge of the bed and undid my shoes, took them off, followed by my socks, my pants and boxer shorts. She tossed the clothes on the floor and looked into my eyes, letting her glance slide down my chest to my throbbing cock and then back up to my eyes again. “Stay right there!”, she whispered and then stood up in front of me. Her nipples were hard and although not visible through the bra covered material of the baby doll it was quite evident they were pushing against the material. She cupped each breast with a hand and squeezed her breasts towards each other, her B-cup breasts formed a deep cleavage as she pushed them together while apparently massaging them while holding and squeezing them together. I noticed the clasp between the cups had popped off through her hands bringing her breasts towards each other and when she started releasing her squeezed breasts she pulled the baby doll off, revealing her swollen nipples, those very nipples I loved sucking on while making her moan. She slid the shoulder straps off of her arms and let the baby doll fall to the ground and then turned around, bending at the waist and slowly pulled her G-string down, letting me see her ass and pussy close up, being able to see and smell how wet and aroused she was.
38F Hotwife – First Time Shared (Oral Only, Public Restroom)
So I had this fantasy that started me down my “hotwife” journey….it goes something like this:
hubby and I go into a fast food restaurant…I am barefoot once again, wearing my ripped tight jeans and a button up silk top with no bra….it is at nite…we sit down in one of the booths….a stranger is sitting a cross from us… he motions for me to head towards the restroom…I get up and walk there alone…he follows me and directs me into the men’s bathroom…it is a single bathroom with a lock on the door….he takes control of me moving over to the wall and forcing me down on my knees…pushing my ass and back against the wall…he pulls out his cock and rams it into my waiting mouth….he tells me to keep my hands down at my sides…he tells me I am a good slut wife and he fucks my face…I almost gag as his cock is completely buried deep in my mouth…I swallow as he pumps his cum into my small mouth…I am gasping for air….he helps me up and I walk out to hubby waiting for me in the booth…