My hands smell of him [MF] [married]

My hands smell of him tonight…

He said goodnight, I said I wanted to stay up a bit more. He kissed me goodnight, like he always does, and I… I just couldn’t stop kissing him back. Normally I’d let him go, especially after he’s had a long day at work like today…

But not this time.

I kissed his lips, tongue, cheeks. His temples. That sweet nose, the chin… I got ticked by the beard. I love him like the first day. He is so tall, slim, sweet, smart and his eyes… When I first looked into his eyes, over a decade ago, time just stopped. I had never believed that stuff but back then, for a moment, I was lost. All I could think was “Oh”.

I still think that.

When he finally stood up from the couch, I stood up too, and kissed him some more. Then I let him go, and there I was, sad, just about to give up when I thought… I am gonna need me some more.

So I went after him, and blocked him in the corridor. He smiled at me, and I kissed him. I brushed my hands on his beautiful body, and then I don’t know… I had to have him.

What to do when your girlfriend is making out with your sister? [MFF][inc]

It wasn’t like you didn’t know that Sara had a thing for your sister, she’d always been happy spend time with Dawn if you were not there when she dropped by for a visit. Dawn too seemed to enjoy your girlfriends company, always laughing at her jokes and when she thought no one was looking casting longing glances at her back.

But knowing about an attraction was one thing, coming home early from work and hearing your girlfriend giggling and moaning from your sister’s room was another. You snuck up to the dawn and peaked through the crack, they were on Dawn’s bed, each in bra and panties, their hands caressing one another’s sides as their lips parted and another light giggle escaped your girlfriend.

“Stop it.” Dawn pouted and tried to silence Sara with another kiss.

“I can’t help it.” Sara giggled and put her arms around Dawn, pulling her into a more than friendly hug. “You’re just such a delicate little thing, you’re like Will’s polar opposite.” She giggled.

“Yeah well…” Dawn blushed as she accepted the hug and instead just undid Sara’s bra. “He’s a honk, with those abs and that ass, anyone would look delicate next to him.” She smiled as Sara let her pull out of the hug and she took Sara’s bra with her.

The goddess of desire [MF][Fantasy]

There’s a time and a place for believing in miracles, four thousand years after you were fused to a solid marble wall in a cave under the largest mountain in the mortal realm is not one of them. She had been the one performing miracles but those days were long gone, a rival goddess had seen to that, and so mortal desire had been locked away. Desire herself deep beneath this mountain, and mortality’s desire suppressed in service of sex for procreation.

Not that there was anything wrong with procreation of course, but to see it as the beginning and end to sex’s purpose was a terrible waste. After four thousand years Desire knew better than anyone that sometimes all you really need from sex is a good dicking to get the blood flowing and to work out the rust.

A DAUGHTER GETS REVENGE [mf] [squirt] [mast] [self-squirt] [facial]

Sasha texted Jacob at 11:30pm.

“Gross.”

“What?” He texted back.

“My mom’s fucking her new boyfriend. I am literally sick.”

“Take the dog for a walk,” Jacob wrote back.

“Yup.”

Sasha grabbed the dog and SLAMMED the front door loud enough that her mother would hear. It’s not that Sasha’s mom was even trying to gross out her daughter. It was just a learning curve. Last time Sasha was home, her parents were still unhappily married. And then Sasha went to college, traveled a little, and came home to look for work. She wasn’t expecting to stay long. But now Sasha’s mother was single and sleeping around.

It’s not something Sasha EVER wanted to know about.

“Do you think she heard us?” Sasha’s mother said, anxiously crawling off of her boyfriend’s cock and running to the front door. She noticed the leash was missing.

“Oops …” she said, anxiously.

“I’m sure she’s going to hate me after that,” the boyfriend said.

“I’m sure,” Sasha’s mother said.

Andrew Breaks the Codes: Chapter 2 Helping Aimee [MF] [Str8] [oral] [Asian]

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Andrew liked waking up next to Marta. She was still asleep and he could hear her long, slow breaths. There was enough light for him to see the rise and fall of her chest, her breasts seeming to swell in invitation and then withdraw in tease. He looked at her face although he had every detail memorized. He marvelled at her beauty as he watched her codes flicker on and off. He wanted to learn as much as he could about Marta’s codes so he could make sure she was happy and satisfied.

Thinking about codes reminded him how much work he had to do. He had changed nothing about Marta’s physical appearance and just a few of her perception values. He based the changes in her perceptions on observations of her reactions to different men. He had tweaked her codes to make her see him as a bit taller than he was with broader shoulders and impossibly narrow hips. Naturally he could modify his physical shape to match her ideal, but then how would he explain the changes to his friends and family? He did add half an inch to his height thinking people expected growth spurts to extend into a boy’s college years, but too many changes to his build would be noticed and lead to questions he did not want to answer. So he tuned Marta to find him attractive. He was pleased with the result.

[MF] [Vouyer] potential [MmmmmmF] Meghan finds out why ladies don’t go on Fox hunts.

“Why are you carrying that flag Harry?” Meghan asked, Harry gave her a dirty look. She’d argued, cajoled and threatened him into taking her on the fox Hunt.

He spun in his saddle to face her.

“You do know that women are invited to come on the fox Hunt. They don’t come.”

“Well I want to. I want to do all the princess and royal things.”

“I love that and you’ve done great so far, but you don’t understand. If you really want to do the princess things this isn’t one you have to do.”
“It is and I am!” She said sternly. “,I’m more of a princess than anyone else because I’m willing to come on a Fox Hunt and they aren’t.”

They trotted to the other men with their baying hounds. They all looked immensely pleased to see the flag and Meghan. They were all thanking Harry and slapping him on the back. He looked less than pleased.

“Harry. You and Meghan can signal the hunt to begin. Then plant the flag.” The men all cheered.
Harry nodded and signalled for Meghan to follow him and took off at a gallop across the green field. She urged her horse on her hair flowing like a mane behind her.

Hooking up with my (F 23) manager (40 M) at work.

We work at a car dealership together and started having a little fling a few months ago when our work sent us out of town for a big car show and had rooms at a hotel. That was the first time. But the second time was my favorite.
He took me to the back where his desk is and pulled my skirt up to finger me and whispered naughty things to me. I hadn’t gotten to go down on him so I got on my knees and sucked him off until he asked me if he could put it inside of me.
He put me on his desk and put just the tip in first while I got used to his big cock inside of me. Once he was deeper in me he pulled me up and fucked me against the wall until he was about to cum and then I got back on my knees so he could finish in my mouth. It was by far one of the hottest hook ups I’ve ever had and I haven’t been able to tell anyone about it.

Revenge of the Living Pussy

After seeing how Arianna had brought Stephanie’s pussy to life, Celeste, her evil counterpart, had some dark thoughts, enter her little fairy mind…

Lizzie was stuck at home after work watching cheesy science fiction flicks. She had dated quite a few guys in the past but she never kept a boy for long. It’s not that she wasn’t attractive. She had a sexy and petite little body with size C breasts. She usually wore her black hair in a straight, pixie cut style and had a to die for cute face that was dying to be kissed. The issue was that she was sexy and she knew it, and she used her looks to get what she wanted.

The Hunt Part 3 The Final Meeting and Part 4 The Hunt [OC][BDSM][Swingerish]

Find the first two parts from my profile.

Recap: The Hunt is an invite only BDSM event where couples and singles find new partners for the event by playing an adult hide and seek with BDSM overtones. Its held on the land of a private alternative lifestyle club in northern Michigan. My wife Harley and I are attending for the first time and after checking in and setting up our tent, Harley had dressed for the Hunt and we made our way to the final meetings before the Hunt starts. Harley met with the rest of the prey at the barn and I made my way to hunters meeting in the pavilion.

The Final Meeting

We had finished lunch and I sipped my beer listening to a conversation about different protocols and how to implement them in real life while sitting at a table in the main pavilion when the music started to play with a seductive medley and driving bass undertones. I noticed that most of those around me have turned their attention outside of the pavilion to across the fire area where the prey were making their way towards us. The prey walked in a pack, talking among themselves until they reached the back of the pavilion where they started half walking half dancing in a single line weaving through the tables.

FIRST ANNUAL SEX GAMES [mmmmffff] [squirt] [mast] [groupsex] [oral] [facials] [swallowing]

It might seem like a lot to remember all at once, but I promise, you don’t need to remember any of these particular names: Khloe, Abbi, Anita, Ella, Erick, James, Kyle and, of course … me.

The EIGHT of us were mutual friends and all, as fate would have it, were recently single. It was one of those unexplainable phenomenons when one person in a close knit group of friends goes through a breakup and suddenly, everyone questions everything, everyone gets anxious, and all parties start freaking out. Before you know it, it’s a ripple effect, the dominos didn’t stop falling until all eight of us were single.

Khloe was the one to suggest AirBNBing a cabin for a very long weekend. We all coordinated dates, some of us took time off from work, we emailed grocery lists, figured out who was bringing and who was cooking what and pretty soon, the ball started rolling. This was actually happening. The eight of us, alone, in a house for the first time basically since college.