(MFF) finding out just how close wife and sister in law are Part [3] [long]

Part [3]

All was clear, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. My dick was being wrapped around by her warm wet lips. I felt like giving her the full load of cum that I had built up throughout the day. She was pushing her ass hard into my lap, and my dick was sliding back and forth between her lips as she let out a little moan. She led forward and grabbed the side of the pool as she stood up and pushed her ass hard into my throbbing dick as the small of her back crested the water.

As I grab her hip and hold her back from pushing into me again as the head of my dick was at the opening of her dripping pussy. I wanted to tease her with the tip and went slow, so I did hurt her. As she looks over her shoulder to see why I am holding her back, she says, “don’t worry, I’m not a virgin” and gives me an evil little smile. This comment takes me entirely of the guard, and she begins to wiggle her ass at me with my oozing tip resting just inside her tight lips. I gently pushed forward until my pulsating cock squeezed her opening, and I felt her pussy wrap tightly around my dick as she let out a little gasp. I had to pause as not to explode that very second. She was by far the tightest that I ever had and if it was real and she was not a virgin she had not been with many people. She whispers “more, please more” as her body becomes tense and her head rears back.

Sister-In-Law [MFF]

For as long as my wife Stephanie and I have been married (12 years now), her sister Janice and I have been flirting. Don’t get me wrong, it’s all very innocent; a longer-than-normal touch as we pass something across the table, a slight foot brush underneath said table. I like to give her a hard time (no pun intended) and she likes to pretend that she disapproves of me. When in reality, the whole family, including her, knows that I’m ten times better than the doucebag John that she married. While I get the feeling that she would let the flirting progress, I would never actually cheat on my wife.

Well we planned a trip, just the four of us, to the mountains for a week. It was supposed to be a chance for each couple to spend some time together, unwind a little, and maybe for the sisters to do a little shopping. I was looking forward to spending a lot of time alone with my wife, and saw the tagging along of the sister-in-law and her husband as an unavoidable annoyance. At least they would be in their own room. Or so I thought…

Bank Robbery [MF] [Public]

The last thing I wanted to do today was stop by the bank. It was the end of a long day at work and I just wanted to go back to my apartment and veg. But work had messed up my direct deposit and if I didn’t get that check deposited today it would mess up my bill pay; so here I was, fifth in line at the Wells Fargo. At least the scenery was nice, I thought. The bank was near a college so there were always some nice co-eds to look at while I waited.

“EVERYBODY FREEZE!!!” Oh shit, I thought, as everyone started screaming. Four big men with ski masks on had come through the door yelling and waving guns in the air. It was a takeover robbery, and I was stuck right in the middle. The one at the front had yelled the command, and he seemed to be the one in charge. “If everybody does exactly as we say,” he went on, “everyone will leave here today in one piece. We’re here for everything we can get, and we don’t want anybody hiding things or trying to sneak a phone call to the cops, so I’m going to need you all to take off your clothes.” The bank went silent as everyone gaped at the robber. After a moment of silence, everyone seemed to start talking and protesting at once.

A family vacation thank you [MF]

First off, let me start of by saying that the when you walked into the restaurant I fell in love with those tits. The heat in Rome was obscene. Everyone was dressed down to survive and your low cut top that must have skirted your areola left little to the imagination and despite your best attempts to cover them, your rock hard nipples when you sat under the aircon vent could have been used to dial a phone.

I think I got away with staring; your husband was arguing with your kids too much to notice me and my wife had her head in the wine list. Luckily our accents gave us away as fellow countrymen and even luckier that your spouses worked in the same industry, otherwise we’d never have started talking and they’d never have been so engrossed in shop talk to see us flirt. Of course I say flirt but we’d both been so long in our relationships that longer than average eye contact constituted a hot connection for both of us.

Taste What I Did to You, Part I [Mf]

These days, I have a lot to lose. I have a marriage that is not fulfilling, but would be very expensive to end. I have a job where character issues mean unemployment. I have people relying on me to disappoint.

But I still have needs I need to feed, so I end up in places like this looking for like-minded people who need to get off.

Lori was 18 and a half when I met her online. I laughed when she told me how old she was because she was still young enough to add “a half.” I had posted a fairly mild ISO-type post that I had some success with, but none of those connections quite scratched my itch.

Within 15 minutes, Lori called me Sir without asking. I knew she was special.

She provided verification photos proving her age and her description of herself were accurate. She was a petite college freshman–barely 5 feet and 100 pounds–with a pretty, but not beautiful face. She was biracial–white and Asian–which gave her some interesting features. She told me from the beginning that she would not send any pictures that could come back to haunt her later, but I found myself rubbing myself through my pants all the same as she sent me her suggestive, but tasteful selfies.

The exam [f][m][voy]

I was sitting in class when Keith and his friends strolled in a little after the bell. “please take your seats gentlemen,” said Mr. Price.

The ambled in slowly, joking to each other about something. Keith looked for an available seat and found the only one left next to me. We were in the back row, I in the corner. Him to the right of me.

“Please, everyone, no talking” said Mr. Price. I took notice of Keith’s disappointment and anxiousness. Mr. Price was staring us down at the front of the projector, visibly annoyed by the boys’ tardiness.

I liked Keith. I don’t think he knew I existed, but I’ve seen him around school. He was always joking around, very energetic and horsing around with everyone.

“Today, we have a documentary to watch this period.” I want you to take notes. There will be a quiz later.

I loved video days. And this one was unexpected. Mr. Price must have forgotten to make a lesson plan.

Predictably, Keith tried to get his friend’s attention in front of him by dropping a pencil down his shirt. He was starting to laugh until he noticed Mr. Price glaring from the corner. He sat back down and tried to look serious.

Helen in High Heels Part I [MF] [Long]

This specific story starts when I was starting college. I went to high school in a small suburban town and was well known and liked in my town. In the same town, I used to go to church periodically with my parents. I wasn’t particularly religious or anything, but I enjoyed going because I had friends there and we used to hang out after. Also, who doesn’t love messing around with Christian girls rebelling against their parents.

The transition from high school to college was blunt. I went from knowing everyone and knowing i was liked by everyone to not knowing anyone. I was tall, lanky and kind of awkward, basically your typical incoming freshman. My “jock” credits from my small town high school had not transferred over to the big state college and I felt a little out of place. I still had big dreams and I was naive enough to think I can fulfill them. I wanted to be a doctor so I signed up for all pre-med classes. I subscribed to a bunch of medicine podcasts and I downloaded some apps. Bright-eyed and bushy tailed, I walked into a biology lecture with 200+ people, all thinking they can be doctors.

I Called You Daddy, Part 1 [TF] [M] [Oral] [First Person]

It was the big move-in day at college. “The first day of the rest of my life.” It was bittersweet for me, though. At the time, telling myself that I was a little gay boy, it meant I could finally get away from my bigoted parents. But moving everything on my own was a nightmare. I was 5’7, maybe 130lbs soaking wet, and I was nearly in tears, unable to move all my stuff up the flight of stairs to the freshman dorms.

And then there she was. 

Parker. An angel. The prettiest girl you’ve ever seen. A California beach-blonde. She asked if she could lend me a hand, and together we moved everything in no time, her stuff and mine. She was, objectively, a goddess, but an absolute sweetheart, as if she was oblivious to how truly amazing she was. And her dorm room was just across from mine! We were both excited to have become besties so quickly, laughing and spilling the tea about all the cute boys we saw on campus. That is, until you walked in.

I just wanted to try some blackcock but now i’m a internet Pornstar! MMMMMMMF [gang] [fist] [anal] [hum] [exh]

I thought I would tell you of what I have got myself in to as I still cannot believe it myself! My name’s Sue & work at a printers factory in Derby’ Have been marred for many years with not that much exciting happening along the way as it were! I thought our sex life was ok but that it & me thinking his Cock was an ok size of around 5 inch’s & sex lasting around 5mins being the norm’ The only excitement I get is knowing the lads at work like to get a look at my arse when I am bending over the table to cut the prints to size & I know one even takes pics on his phone thinking I have know idea but this really turns me on’ I must admit I do have a very nice tight ass so do play up to them a bit’ I’m in my late 40’s but still do have a slim fit body. Anyway that all changed around six months ago for the better to ‘simply’ put it’.

Car Ride Torture [Mf, teasing]

I’m not much of a people person, but having friends does have some benefits.

A friend of mine from way back in high school was in town after dropping his daughter, Amy, off at a local university for her freshman year. His wife had taken his daughter and all her stuff in their SUV, but there was no room for him so he followed up in his little convertible coupe he wanted to show off to me.

I remembered Amy pretty well from the last time I visited him because she showed up to dinner in a very distracting outfit. I never had been so aware of where my eyes were looking in my life for entire that meal. I could be wrong, but it seemed her parents were almost amused by attempts to completely ignore Amy.

So when Joe called me to ask if I wanted to check out his car, I was relieved to hear that his daughter had already been dropped off and was settling in with Mom’s help. He pulled up about fifteen minutes later in a 2014 Porsche Boxster with the top already down so we could enjoy the late August weather.