As the 5 of them followed behind the group of 6 males of the tribe back to their village, the group were taking in the sights around them and marvelling at the totems and other such tribal items they were now starting to see more and more around them as they neared the village. Already along the edges of the village they could see the various tribal people going about their daily tasks, some washing things along the small river that ran alongside their village, others like the children playing around, several standing about talking with each other and many other things the tribe does on a daily basis. What was clearly obvious though was the women wore only a loincloth and were topless so the breasts of the females of the tribe were clearly out and about on display, by now both Merek and Alex had seen enough of the female body in their entire lives from all the other tribes around the world they had seen that practices the same thing. Not to mention from what anyone could tell none of the tribes women come even close to the bodies of Jo-e & Georgina so the guys felt nothing in fact.
Category: sexystories
A Verona Facial [FM]
The Youth Hostel in Verona was a terrible place to stay. Anne and I were on our honeymoon, backpacking through Europe. We were dirt poor and staying at Hostels to stretch our dollars. They varied in quality, but the one in Verona was astonishing. They had no couple’s rooms, so Anne went upstairs while I was relegated to the basement.
The men’s dorms slept 25 guys to a room. The dorm itself was cavernous and walled with tiles, so it was freezing and everything echoed. No one slept. The morning shower was a pipe stuck upright in the floor of a huge room. The water erupted upwards. You were expected to clean yourself in the spray. It was cold and it was miserable.
By the time I met Anne for breakfast in the common dining area I looked and felt terrible. Anne, however, was glowing and full of life, ready for a day of sightseeing. The women’s dorms, Anne told me, had four girls in a room and each room had its own bathroom with a full, and normal, shower. She had three roommates and they were all getting along great. My response was more than a little grumpy.
I wasn’t their uber driver, but I gave them a ride anyway [MFF]
I flip on my turn signal and pull the car to the curb, yelling at my phone. The damn GPS … my arrow bounces back and forth across three city blocks, and now I think I just made a wrong turn. Fucking technology. Power the phone off, wait a moment, turn it back on, open the maps app, put in my address, find my way out of here…
My concentration shatters — the car’s dome light turns on. Someone is opening my car’s rear door!
What the fuck? I jam down on the lock button. The reaction is automatic and futile, the door is already open, I’m just panicking.
“What are you doing?” I holler.
A girl, not much older than me, spills across my back seat. She’s done up, or she was. At some point earlier this evening she probably looked perfect, hair, makeup, jewelry, the wrap around her shoulders, the tight black dress. Now she looks sweaty and disheveled and a little drunk. We make eye contact in the rear-view mirror. “Oh my god,” she says, “I love it when we get a cute one.”
What the hell? “Who are you?”
Kaye and I have a quickie at her house Part 2 [Str8] [mF] [kissing] [fingering] [oral] [sex]
This is my continued recollection of my very brief affair with an engaged woman during my junior year in college. I am recalling this from almost 50 years ago so the quotes are the best I can do. I have changed names and some places to protect the identities of those involved.
To recap: I am in the early stage of an affair with ‘karate mom’ Kaye, the petite mother of one of the beginners. She was about 5′ 2″, weighing 115 lbs. She had light brown curly hair, worn down to her shoulders. Very blue eyes. She wore bright red lipstick. Her breasts were average but her nipples were pretty noticeable. She was in her mid-30s. She wore an engagement ring. We had our first sex session in my car the previous week. It was a heart pounding event.
If you want to skip the background, skip down to the —— line.
After our first sex session with Kaye, I fully expected the two of us to have a regular fuckfest after each karate class. That was not to be. At the next karate class Kaye brought her fiance Jason. Bummer for me.
Cum hungry
I’m on my knees, looking up at you as your hard cock throbs in front of me. I part my lips and lick them, holding your gaze. You place your hands on the back of my head, weaving your fingers through my hair. Slowly but deliberately, you start to push my head down and I open my mouth eagerly. Your thick cock slides into my waiting mouth, along my tongue, and without any hesitation, into my throat.
Popping past my throat barrier, I can feel your head swell as it fills my throat. Tears well in the corners of my eyes. I do my best to ignore my gag reflex as you hold my head down, pushing your cock even further. I start to cough and you relax for a moment, letting me catch my breath, but then resume pushing deeper. I run my tongue up and down the bottom side of your cock to show my appreciation. I need a good face fucking. I need to be used like the cum slut that I am. Please give me your sweet load.
Ch1 – The Tribe
[This would be more of a prologue/starting so there wouldnt be much or any sexual content at all. Just so I can get the storyline right and in place.]
Merek was on the way back from the restroom towards his team’s lounge in this big building here on the 7th floor, where it was right in the middle of New York. The building he is in is the main headquarters of the International Research Institute of Foreign Culture & Tribal Studies, that specializes in tribal culture and research and was known internationally. As he walked past the various other rooms that housed other teams & departments, he was thinking about of their latest expedition in the middle of Tibet and mentally going through the post-work that he had yet to complete for it.
Casually engaged in SPH without realising [MMF]
Many years ago on holiday I shared a room with a friend of mine whose known for having a big dick.
We’ve been mates for years and walking around nude was no big deal.
I’m not that small but after a cold shower I wasn’t at my best and he was, to put it mildly.
I walked around naked with not a particularly shining example of myself out for around 5 minutes as I prepped clothes for that night, brushed teeth etc when my mate said ‘wow, mine hangs lower than yours’.
We glanced at once another and noted the size differences.
Later that holiday we were talking to one of the girls in our trip about sharing a room and we casually mentioned the size difference.
This well hung friend mentioned ‘yeah I’m hanging quite a bit lower than he is…’ to this girl to which I replied ‘yeah his is huge. mines not going to compete with that’ as a laugh.
Her giggles were so hot as she heard us tell this story and she was definitely curious as to more.
I (F26) get fucked on the beach (with light discipline).
So I have been extremely busy lately with work and wedding planning. But recently I had a crazy/incredibly sexy experience that I just had to share.
My fiancé’s parents rented a beach house, and they invited a huge group. Since we missed Christmas with the family, we felt like we kind of had to go.
From the start, it was an awful trip. Being in a house instead of a hotel, there was no privacy even though we had our own room. All the bedrooms were next to each other. We had been there three days, and no sex. That is pretty much unheard of for us. Plus there is a ton of drama when the beloved best man (Harrison), despite being warned, decides to have a drunken hook-up with my fiancé’s husband-hunting cousin.
Anyway, by the fourth night, we are literally about to die. We normally cuddle before bed, but we literally started grinding against each other as soon as we laid down. We were trying to stay quiet but every time we moved the bed makes what sounded like a ton of noise. We tried to move things to the shower, but his other cousin had their kids in the next room having some sort of screaming contest.
Lydia and her ‘Uncle’ have an affair [Str8] [Mf] [kissing] [fingering] [groping] [stroking] [oral] [sex]
This is a repost of a story I put up several months ago. Reddit removed it as ‘spam’. I changed the title flair so maybe it will be acceptable this time.
This is a story told to me by a woman I dated. I am recalling this from about 45 years ago so the story is the best I can do. I have changed names and some places to protect the identities of those involved. I also changed the timing of certain activities.
In mid-1976 I [M25] was dating Lydia [F22], a young woman from New England. She had a medium complexion, brown eyes, a big head of bouncy dark brown curly hair with light brown highlights. She had dazzling white teeth, a great smile and a dimpled chin. She was about 5′ 6″ tall, around 130 lbs. Her butt was a little wide but it came with some nice, high round boobs. She had a vivacious personality. She was a very sexy package.
If you want to get to the sexy stuff, skip down to the —— line.
Free Use Resort – Chapter 9
Despite the fact that my dick was hard, my body was tense and my palms were sweating. My stomach had that funny feeling I got when I stood next to the edge of some place far off the ground. Juan didn’t hesitate, he pulled his shirt up over his head and slid his shorts down his legs while I fumbled with unbuttoning my shorts. My hands were shaking so much I couldn’t get the damn button unfastened.
“Are you having a problem babe or is it second thoughts?” Leslie asked.
“I’m having a problem with this fucking button,” I snapped.
Leslie moved from the couch and walked to me, “Babe, you don’t have to do this. If you aren’t comfortable with it then we can stop. Really, it’s okay,” she said, putting her hand to my cheek.