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I am so exited to share this story as I can not tell anyone I know .
So the thought of a glory hole always got me wet. It was probably one of the first porns I have ever watched. It always got me going . The thought of fucking a stranger without any strings attached or even knowing who they were just enjoying a good dick . Wow . This was always just a fantasy of mine . Until now at 27 .
And so this is Xmas
“What are we going to get Mom for Christmas?” Kenny asked, “This is the first time she has been without Dad for years.”
“Don’t remind me,” Zarla replied to her twin brother, “The first Christmas without Dad for all of us.”
“But we still got each other.”
“I know, but this is not a good time for us,” Zarla went on, “I know, we can’t keep grieving forever, but it has only been 51 weeks on Christmas Day.”
Kenny reflected that yes, New Years Day would never mean the same for them. Dad’s car was hit on the freeway by a drunk which sent him spinning out of control into the rear bogey of a Mack truck. He didn’t stand a chance, and it was all over before he knew what hit him, the cops had told them. Small comfort and seriously tacky. The woman driving the car pleaded Not Guilty to Murder, under the “Watson” laws, but was found guilty. with a third conviction. She showed no remorse, no emotions whatsoever so got the maximum penalty, 15 to life, and that is just not enough, the kids thought. While they felt they were coping, they knew that Mom was only going through the motions.
The grit settled on her boots, it’s dull edges casting miniature shadows against the setting sun. The rock crevice was cold and jagged; she’d been there all day. I was concerned that she hasn’t eaten anything, but she had ordered me not to disturb her for any reason.
The rest of our platoon was dead, all that remained of the Terran 345th was a young but stubborn sniper and a tiered engineer. I was the latter. I’d found some speckled green eggs in one of the dismal bushes that clung to the red rocks of the cliff, and held my blowtorch over their gooey insides. A fire would give away our position, so I had to make do.
I was ripped from my cooking my a sharp gunshot. Its deafening crack echoed through the valley bellow. I scrambled to my feet and jumped onto the rocky ledge where my comrade was crouched.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“I’m tierd of your eggs, there’s some sort of animal down there and I took a crack at it.”
“Every bloody thing within twelve miles would’ve heard that shot!”
I always thought my friends mom was crazy sexy. She’s short, blonde, kind of thick and has huge tits. I went to her house in high school all the time to play video games with my friend and always starred at her. After high school, I was drinking heavily at a college party and she posted a cute selfie on Facebook so I messaged her and basically told her how I think she’s hot. She thanked me and didn’t really say much else.
Months later I see that she added me as a friend on Snapchat. I immediately started Snapchatting her and she even sent me a few bra pics. That following summer I was back from school and was at a wedding for a family friend and she was there with a couple of friends.
I went up to her and started talking to her and eventually we danced and then she asked me for a ride home. I agreed and gave her a ride back to her apartment. On the way there she kept taking her seatbelt off and laying her head on my lap.
The volcanic rock Lucas had bought for my wife was more than what it appeared to be.
We were three hours into the afternoon, in room number fourteen, on the fifth floor of a hotel on a small Pacific island. The curtains had been drawn all the way back to allow the sunlight into the room. Neither of us felt exposed as we undressed because our room and all the others on this side of the hotel looked out over a vast tropical jungle with a not-so-active volcano visible in the blue distance.
I assumed the position of voyeur, sitting naked in a chair between the window and the bed, while Felicity and Lucas held each other for a moment, familiarizing themselves with their lover’s naked body before he picked her up in his strong arms and gently laid her on the bed.
First came the visual phenomenon that the room had gone darker too quickly. The sunlight gradually turned orange, red and then maroon in the space of a minute. The obsidian pendant attached to the necklace Lucas had bought for Felicity at the outdoor market started giving off sparks of red and yellow energy as it hung around her neck.
Hello! Just to set the story, I was talking to a girl that I met on Reddit and this is a kind of report of what happened.
We just exchanged phone numbers on Reddit , your phone ring, new text message :
Be at 11 at Alexandra garden.
You’re looking at your watch it’s 9 and you know that you only need few minutes by walking to join the location. You decide to have a shower and have a look on what you could wear as you’re naughty. You pick a black see-trough top and a short of the same color, then you pick your favorites high heels and you star at yourself in the mirror.
“GOD I look sexy af like this” your starting to feel some excitation coming.
Your sitting back on your bed take your phone and reply “ will be there. Should I wear my buttplug?”
2 minutes later it rings again:
“If you’re having it I’m gonna start by this hole without even saying hello”
You’re now feeling warm,you’re grabbing a plug and rub it around your clit. When it’s wet enough you’re putting it in front of your little hole and push it with moaning.
It fills you and you feel good but, deeply in your mind you know that you would prefer the cock of the stranger you met few days ago. You also know that later it’s gonna happen. A new look at your phone let you know that you have a few minutes left at home. You’re sending me a picture of what you have between your cheeks and you left your flat to go out.
There was a series of stories on here a while ago about a woman who loses a bet with her husband and has to go to a costume party as Eve. I’ve been using the search bar but getting nothing. Thanks for any help.
Every Christmas, my wife and I visit my in-laws for the holiday. During these visits over the years, I have seen my nephew grow into an attractive young man. He is now over six feet tall with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a lean and lanky figure. As he has aged, I have grown more and more attracted to him even though I know I shouldn’t. During this years visit, I could not keep my eyes off of him and the now noticeable bulge in his sweatpants. Little did I know that I was in for a surprise gift this holiday season.
As most teenagers often do, my nephew spent most of his time on his phone or in seclusion playing video games in his room. I decided I wanted to spend some time with him and maybe watch a movie or play a game together. So, I went to his room and opened the door. What I saw made my jaw drop to the floor. He was lying on his bed with his sweatpants around his ankles feverishly stroking his cock. At first, he did not notice I had opened the door since his bed was facing away from me. I just stood there in the doorway as he pounded away at his impressive dick. It looked to be above average in length, maybe 7-8 inches, and was cut with a beautiful pink mushroom-shaped head. I could see his pre-cum leaking out as he continued to stroke himself and fondle his very full balls. His soft whimpers and moans filled my ears before I finally snapped back to reality and remembered anyone passing in the hallway could see me staring at him in the open doorway.
I thought you guys, gals, and pals might like the dream I had last night.
My wife and I were going on vacation, staying in an extravagantly fancy hotel. The floor was covered in hexagonal black, white, and gold tires. The walls were papered with gold leaf, and the vaulted ceiling was glass, revealing the stars. My wife and I are dressed in a gorgeous backless dress and a bespoke Italian suit, respectively.
I had to go talk to the front desk to verify everything was alright with the room. My wife held a table at the bar next to the lobby. An older gentleman approaches my wife. He comes from big money and is clearly used to getting what he wants.
As I walk back, I hear him say, “A beautiful face like yours must have something equally beautiful below. I’ve seen your type before. Name your price.”
I grab her waist. “My wife is not for rent.”
My wife and I soon end up in our hotel room. Our hands are on each other before our clothes hit the floor. She jumps on top of me and rides me like a machine.
She had a shitty boyfriend, and probably a drug problem. I loved her anyways.
She looked almost like my twin, and fucking her was like masterbating. Every curve. Every taste. Was as if I was tasting and touching an extension of myself.
Her deep raspy sighs from her lungs that still smoked American spirits (of course). Her long legs that often sported doc Martins, trying so hard not to suffocate the giver of the pleasure she received.
I tried so hard to to come up for air. I wanted to live there.
A magical night I’ve yet to come close to with anyone else.
I can still remember her sweet breath on my neck after I petted her head to sleep after.
I miss her.