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Heat of the moment part.2 [MFF] [Strap-on] [EN/FR version]

[ENGLISH VERSION]

“I agree.”

Julie’s mouth was wide-open, she blushed even more. Noah kept silence.

“But here are my rules : we all get HIV/STD tests before, and if you have other partners I need to know. Therefore…I’m free next thursday.”

Noah nodded. “Do you want to stay tonight ?”

“I don’t. I need time to…proceed.”

Train travel back home was dreamy. I came into my noisyless flat. Two missed calls from my husband. I called him back while I was eating on the couch. About the vows I’ve taken a few hours before I mentioned none. Him being so far away, and the sex triangle about to become being loveless, I thought to myself I had nothing to deal with him. Ending the call, I felt in a wet dream.

Next days at the office were surprinsingly common. Meetings with Noah and my team were flawless, meals at the cafeteria quite sympathetic. Thursday came quietly. It was 6.45pm, and there was no one left beside us. Noah came to his desk and threw a pile of papers next to his laptop. He sat on his chair and made it spin, arms up to the sky. He stopped at my desk, a smile on his face. “Ready ?” Giving back his smile I closed my laptop, get up and took my jacket and my bag quickly. Read more »

Your Side of the Bed [D/s] [M/f] [playing while you’re gone] [home early] [anal] [toys]

Sometimes when you’re away, I sleep on your side of the bed. It’s almost always because I miss you and something about your side of the bed just makes me feel closer to you when you’re gone. Perhaps it’s your pillow, or simply sleeping in the space you usually occupy.

Rarer times, I fall asleep there on your side spent after playing with the toys I usually have no use for because you’re here. They’re kept in the nightstand on your side of the bed.

You’re excited to sleep in your own bed and to surprise me by being home early. You imagine my happy expression in the morning when I awaken and you’re already back. You’ve just gotten home in the late hours of the night after catching a sooner flight, arriving at 1am instead of 3pm.

You quietly entered our bedroom, shoes already off to make as little noise as possible. I don’t stir, deep in sleep in the dead of the night.

You’re shining your phone’s flashlight around to maneuver about without bumping into things, obstructing a generous portion of the light with your finger to not disturb me. Read more »

Yes, we did get caught (Part 5) [Str8][mf][Inc]

Within a day or two, my fate was fixed; seemingly Mom and Dad had simply made up their minds, without further consulting me, that Chrissy and I would be attending prom as a couple. Mom and Chrissy were planning to go shopping for a dress that weekend. On Friday morning I gave in to the inevitable and went to the table near the school entrance to buy a pair of prom tickets. It wasn’t as simple as I’d imagined. There was a permission slip, which surprised me – I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had to get my parents to sign something for school. Worse, there was a “guest form” that had to be filled out if your date wasn’t from the school. That posed a problem: I couldn’t very well put Chrissy’s full name on the form, especially as our family name was fairly distinctive. Furthermore, the form had to be signed by the non-student’s parents. I took the forms home and consulted Mom, pointing out that I didn’t really want anyone at school knowing that Chrissy was my sister. Mom laughed and said, “Don’t worry about it.” She filled in: “Attendee’s name: Chrissy Baboulis.” Baboulis was Mom’s maiden name. Then she signed the form, again using her maiden name, dated it, and handed it back. “Problem solved.” Dad signed my form, using our family name, and wrote a check for the two tickets. He commented: “I’m glad you’re doing this, son. You’ll have a lot of fun. We’ll head down to Jock’s soon to fit you for a tux, OK?” Jock’s was a formal wear company in town. The packet I’d picked up at school had an advertisement for tux rental from a place that, I guess, the school hand contracted with for a discount in exchange for advertising, but Dad was adamant: “No, we’ll definitely go to Jock’s. He’ll take care of you.” Dad owned various fancy outfits; it went along with being a musician, I guess. “Renting a tux is silly, anyway. We can buy something that looks really good on you for not that much more, and you’ll be able to use it all your life. You’re pretty much done growing, I hope — or I won’t be able to afford to feed you anymore.” That was another tired old joke of his. Read more »

[M]y neighbour watches me

A few months back I decided to treat me and my wife to a hot tub.
Now the first thing you do is nude up and welcome the new addition to the family, needless to say me and the wife have made this a little bit of a habit on a nightly basis.
But trying to get my moneys worth, I’ve been getting home from work striping down and jumping straight in and then when the occasion calls for it, I’ll rub one out while watching some heigh quality porn on my phone, this has become my daily routine.
2 weeks ago I started to notice some noise and movement behind the fence. At first I thought nothing of it, but the next day it happened again and then again.
Now the fence between my house and next door is an older wooden fence with small gaps between each board, im talking finger width maybe slightly more and the hot tub is barley 6 feet from the fence.
Came home the next day, stripped down and waited, sure enough within a minute I heard the neighbours back door open. There I am bare ass standing on my back porch watching the fence.
Bingo, I see the shadow appear and I jump in the hot tub, normally the jets go on, but not today
Now my neighbour is a lady in her mid to late 40’s, long red hair, tall, slender , solid ‘c’ cups and one of the tightest ass you’ll ever see.
I prop my phone up on the side and turn the volume up just alitte more than usual. One eye on the fence, one on my phone, hand on my cock, still there.
I get into a rhythm and I allow my cock to break the surface of the water, still there. Now the thought of being watched as I jerk off gets me going, I pull myself up on the edge of the hot tub pick up my phone and slightly turn towards her, pretending to watch my phone I stroke my cock to the point of no return, I lean back a shoot a huge load of cum on my stomach and looked towards her as I stroked every last drop of cum out of my cock.
After a couple of moments I saw her disappear from the fence.
Wonder what tomorrow will bring

[M/F]Sexfight with my ex(part 2)

My ex and I Sexfighting part 2 Read more »

Yes, we did get caught (Part 4) [Str8][mf][Inc]

The next morning, waking up a bit later than usual, we hurriedly showered and got ready to leave for our respective schools, hardly saying a word to each other. Evidently we were both still mulling over what had happened the night before, although I didn’t feel that there was any particular tension between us – we took a moment to embrace and kiss in the shower and it felt as sweet and loving as it always did. Nevertheless, as I made my way to school, my thoughts and emotions were churning. I knew I would have to process fully what had happened, and the problem was, my mind kept skittering away from parts of it whenever I tried to look at it head-on:

Chrissy likes to have her butthole tongued. Great! She’s got a cute, fresh-tasting butthole and I’ll tongue it any time she wants. Or put my finger up. Butt stuff isn’t exactly my big kink, I don’t think, but it makes her happy so it makes me happy. (What if she wants me to fuck her butt? Would it fit? Would it hurt? …What if she wants to play with my butt? Um, err, hmmm, let’s think about something else.) Read more »

(F21) Heather has amazing tits [MMFF 4some]

I got on my knees, Heather was spread wide across the long hotel ottoman, moaning. Graham was fucking her with his tongue, a finger maybe two in her ass. I wanted to join him but I dared not interrupt this time around. His cock was hard and I wanted to suck on him too. Darren was still recovering from blowing his load down Heather’s throat, but he was semi hard and I knew he wouldn’t be sitting this out.

I shyly reached across the ottoman and groped Heather’s supple tits. I looked down at her face, I couldn’t stop myself, I kissed her hard and felt my pussy tense with arousal. She reached up and grabbed my boobs. Her tits felt fantastic, huge, perky. She put my nipple in her mouth and gently sucked it. I was gushing, I wanted more. I never had been very attracted to women but she was something else, she was perfect. Her soft lips, her perfect boobs, I wanted to fuck her all night long, with or without the guys. As I groped at her boobs I felt completely mystified by her amazing body. Tight, lean, impossible curves in the best places. It was incredible! I leaned over further and lightly kissed her nipple, familiarizing myself, I parted my lips and let my tongue do the work. She moaned, *mmmmm* my pulse raised, my pussy gushed more and I sucked at her harder. My tongue and fingers went to work on her, I was ecstatic hearing her moan. Her nipples were hard in my mouth, I wanted so badly to keep her for myself but I knew Darren and Graham would fiercely object. Read more »

ART FUCK WORK PARTY [FMMF]

ART FUCK WORK PARTY

The Letter That Came With the Painting:

Hi Peter!!! I wanted to surprise you for your birthday! Surprise! I taped this letter to your present, so hopefully you saw the “read me first!” before you unwrapped it. So keep reading, friend!

I bet you weren’t expecting such a large package to show up at your door. I hope you like it. I tried to think of something unique for you this year. I definitely think I found one.

So, I learned that one of my coworkers is an artist. A painter, actually. He showed me his Instagram one day when it came up in conversation. It’s only his hobby, but his work is amazing.

I was only a little bit joking when I said, “If you ever need a model…”

He said, “I have a lot more, just stuff I can’t put on Insta.”

Anyway, there was a work party sometime after that. You know how work parties go! Everyone gets way too sloppy drunk. After some of the lightweights went home, a handful of us ended up back at his place. It was me, John (the artist), Samantha, Greg, and Blake. Read more »

y Bedroom Window (M 20) And Mrs. Bennette’s Bedroom Window (F 40} Part 6

**A little side note first:**

Since this started the summer of last year After this post I am going to skip a few months up to more recent events so after due to the lock down.

With this covid lockdown the Governor had imposed a curfew and said “If you must go out wear a mask” I drove home from Lynda’s the next morning and a cop pull up a long side of me and rolled down his window and yelled “You know you shouldn’t be out unless it’s an emergency right?” I yelled back “She suggested it but didn’t make it a law to be enforced but it was an emergency.” “Oh? Is it serious” I said “It is an emergency if you are a woman.” The cop said “What do you mean?” With my quick footed mind I yelled “Well , my sister started her period and just used her last one. We had some at home so I took them over to her. I;m not trying to be smart but you can call my sister and ask about the tampons…but yeah it was an emergency.” “No thaat’s fine . You are a good brother for doing something like that for your sister.” I yelled back “Wouldn’t you do this for your sister?” The cop said “They didn’t train us guys to do things like that at the academy. You’re a good man Charlie Brown. Go home now” “Yessirofficer” And I drove off. Read more »