We were at a birthday party staying at the fancy HIlton behind Flamingo, huge pool and party area, there were a lot of guests and was getting late we’ve been partying all day, this whole time me as my husband we’re having a blast and felt the night was just begging, we had planned to go back to the hotel and clean up then head out for the night.
There were a lot of hot guys(and girls) around and my husband knew I was looking, he started playfully calling out, “Ooo look at his bulge” and I would mention “but not as nice as those tits” to the girls passing by.
Category: sexystories
Megans Slutty Adventures: The college party
Making my way across the crowded party I bump into someone. They loose their balance and grab onto me to keep themselves upright. I look down and see her large brown eyes lingering on my face. She blushes and goes into the crowd.
I search for her with no luck so I decide to get away from all the noise. I open a door that leads to a bedroom. When I turn the light on I see the same girl I bumped into laying back with her legs spread and fingering herself. I ask her her name…”Megan”.
I make my way to the bed and put my head between Megans legs to lick her clit. She gives a surprised gasp but doesn’t push me away.
After eating her out until Megan cums I make my way up her body. She sees my face and says “I’m glad it’s you.” I get close to her ear and whisper “I’m glad your such a slut” as I reach the end of my sentence my throbbing cock enters Megans pussy.
Megans Slutty Adventures: college party gangbang
Megan was very aware that her tits weren’t the right size. Sure, they were cute, but nothing to catch everyone’s attention…
This meant she had to use other skills to get the attention of the men (and women!) she wanted. Sometimes that meant not wearing a bra and letting her nipples poke through. Sometimes it meant wearing a mini skirt or low-cut pants with a tiny g-string.
Most of the times, however, it meant getting fucked in public by multiple men.
She’d learned this in her first frat party. The hot guy she’d been eyeing was himself too focused on that big-tittied girl from Nebraska. So Megan had to improvise. She walked up to him, grabbed his hand and shoved inside her pants, leting him feel how wet she already was. He started making out with her, and she let him touch her everywhere.
“Why don’t we go to my room?” he asked.
Noticing the crowd watching and cheering, she knew she was where she belonged. “Why don’t you take me here, instead?”
She turned around, dropped her pants and bent over. She motioned to another guy to approach her and started sucking his dick.
Megan’s Slutty Adventures: An anal hike
I had gone out for a run and came across a handful of ladies taking pictures and having fun at the top of the hike. I glanced over to see a rather hot girl in a blue bikini hanging out with her friends. I paused to take in the view and caught her making glances my way every so often. I continued out on my run, about 30 min later when I got back to my car I was rather surprised to see the same girl saying goodbye to her friends in the parking lot.
She was the last one just about to leave when I decided I had nothing to lose and walked over. I introduced myself to her and she said her name was Megan. I do remember her ass though, it was looking great in that bikini. We chatted for few minuets before I asked if she had enough energy for a short walk to a look out not far from where we were. She agreed and we headed out on the trail, she was being rather sexy, and playful but I assumed that was it.
That time at camp…[mf][Str8][mild]
The water was always cold at the swimming hole.
It was a really interesting spot. The main summer camp that I worked at college was set in this valley in the catskills, and you had to walk up the trail to where the valley narrowed higher in the cleft of the ridges to find the swimming hole. If I knew geography I would be able to explain using the proper terms. If I knew geology I could explain why the creek ran over a small waterfall before continuing on a deep split in the rocks that widened into a shallower pool.
There was a legend about the swimming hole made up probably by some hippy who worked there in 70s about it being a sacred spot of the local mohawk tribe way back in the day.
I didn’t ever really get to hear the whole story because I worked in the kitchen at the camp. It was an interesting job, a lot of the staff had regular interactions with the campers, going on hikes and doing crafts and archery and all that stuff, but we were in that sweltering kitchen for 3 meals a day, and doing prep and clean up between them as well.
I let a stranger finish inside me in an empty train station
I didn’t tell him I was ovulating. I didn’t tell him my mind was spinning out of control, desperate to have my insides flooded. But I’m sure he could sense it. I’m sure he could taste the urgency in my juices as we got hot and sweaty in the empty train station.
The man (I never learned his name) bumped against me after coming down the stairwell. It was late at night, and the place was empty. The trains delayed. He had a frenzied look in his eyes and a smile that won my raging heart. It didn’t take long before he had me pinned against a movie poster, groaning and growling as he wrenched down my pants. One hand squeezed my tit, the other massaged my ass as if he thought I was hiding something in there.
“I fucking love your ass,” he whispered in my ear.
My response was to moan for him, begging him to go harder. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pressed my face against the wall. It felt so cold compared to my flushed cheeks, and I moaned again.
Unveiling Lina – Devout Muslim wife blackmailed and seduced by white neighbor. [MF] [Reluctant] [blackmail] [cheating] [interracial]
[This is a fictional story, don’t draw any conclusions or ideas for actual behavior from this.]
*****
Her reading interrupted by a knock on the kitchen door, Lina Abbas left her book and stepped quickly down the hall, pausing briefly to check her hijab in a mirror.
“Hello, Lina, I have your things here.” It was Jason, the neighbor.
“Oh, Jason. Hi. Did you fixed it?” She asked, smiling hopefully.
“Sorry to tell you, it’s dead.” Lina’s smile turned into a childlike pout.
“Oh. Ok.”
“The good news is that I’m pretty sure I got all your things off the hard drive. You won’t lose anything. It’s all saved on these USB sticks. Where should I put them?”
Jason was holding the laptop like a tray, precariously carrying a bunch of USB sticks in a plastic bag on top. Lina was torn between reaching out to take her computer from Jason, possibly dumping the USB sticks with all of her files, or allowing him to enter her home with her husband not there, something not allowed in her religion and which would have infuriated her husband.
[MF] Amyla The Radiant Elf Princess Part 2
(Part 2 of my serial! Hope you enjoy and please comment with feedback, always looking to improve!)
-LISA-
[STR8] [FICTION] [MF]
Chapter 4 / The younger, the better
Lisa got out of the Uber and saw Jenny waving at her from the house.
“Come Liz” she shouted ” You are missing it”
Lisa smiled and adjusted her hair looking at her sexy reflextion on the car’s window. She winked at the driver and wished him safe driving. He smiled back, showing his irregular theet and went off with a massive boner.
“Hurry up, Lizzie”
“I’m coming, I’m coming” answered Lisa “Calm you tits, girl”
“Lisaaa !” said Jenny in panic “You can’t say that here ! There are children in there”
Lisa looked at her friend a little annoyed and responded in a joking voice.
“They are not little children Jen, they are teenagers ! They know these words already and not only that..” she made a pause than added “.I bet some of them are already fucking each other”
Jenny thought about Sam for a second (her daughter) and went all red, imagining her 16 year old angel, already having sex. She had to sit down in order to calm herself. One moment she wants to be a princess, the other some gross guy might be sticking his dick inside her.
Study Session – NSFW (Mfm) (bd) (spanking)
Jessica sat and listened as her professor read the poems to her. The smell of old books filled the chilly reading room as he voiced the lines for her. They sat among stacks of tattered volumes in the library’s basement. She sat watching her professor recite lines from poet after poet, thinking of the many dirty things she had fantasized about him.
He taught Jessica’s favorite class, “Nineteenth Century Erotic Literature”…classical stories and poems all about sex in one way or another. Reading the lines to herself was *inspiring* to say the least, she often masturbated while doing her assignments, even going as far as to make sure and leave some evidence of her lust on them when she turned some of them in. She had even caught her professor smelling a paper of hers once.
And now, as she heard his deep baritone reciting the words, all these elaborate metaphors for the dirtiest of deeds, she felt the need to relieve herself again. She wondered if he would notice, as he was so engrossed in the books. Surely she could cross her legs without alerting him to her intentions.