A few years ago we find in a drawer some hot photos. I looked at them and found out it was my mom… strangely not wanting my cock got up and I masturbated… every now and then I fall back on it even if after masturbation I am always upset and strange … it’s always my mom
Category: sexystories
I banged a karate mom Part 1 [Str8] [mF] [fingering] [oral] [sex]
This is my 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.
I am using the term ‘karate mom’ as we commonly do with ‘soccer mom’, ‘baseball mom’, ‘hockey mom’ etc. I don’t recall anybody at that time using that term. I’m using it as a shortcut phrase that most people will comprehend.
If you want to skip the background, skip down to the —— line.
When I was a college student (early 1970s) I could not afford to pay my karate instructor for lessons so he and I struck a deal. I would teach two classes of first or second level students each week (three hours total) at the YMCA in exchange for a single one hour class of advanced training in his dojo (school). It was a fair trade – teach to be taught.
(24F) my “swim lesson” with my ex husband: getting fucked in the pool right in front of his neighbors (36M)
The first time I had sex with my ex husband, it was in his pool in full view of his neighbors and the apartment complex security camera.
We had hung out for a few months before I decided it was time to do everything he wanted to. To surprise him, I put a bikini I haven’t won since high school, so the top was insanely tight and my nipples were almost fully exposed. I turned my bikini bottoms the other way around, so it would ride up my ass in a thong-like wedgie.
When I came over, I told him that he should teach me how to swim, since I never learned (this is true!). Since he’s a trainer, he went instantly into work mode and started ordering me around. I didn’t know whether or not he wanted to turn work into play, but I was feeling impulsive and just grabbed his face and kissed him. Pretty soon, I was straddling him, bobbing slightly so he would feel my ass rub up against his dick in his shorts. I started bouncing more, pretending to tread water, all while feeling him get more and more hard.
Out of nowhere, he grabbed me and gave me a huge hug, so tight that so I couldn’t move. He started kissing my neck and whispered that there was a security camera behind us. But if we moved to the other side of the pool, we’d be in full view of the neighbors.
Without talking, I untied my bikini bottoms and pulled them to the side. I sat on his dick and slowly slid in. Public sex has always been fun for me, and he seemed to get the idea. We started fucking in the water, and every time we thought we heard a noise, he would just grab me while spanking me underneath the water. I know he was just trying to hide me from any wandering eyes, but it was a massive turn on.
Then we started hearing loud music from his neighbors. They were throwing a party, and 4-5 guys went to the balcony to smoke cigs and (possibly?) see who was moaning in the pool. At first my ex hugged me like before, but I continued riding him and moaning. After the guys finished their cigarettes, they just stared without bothering to hide it. I smiled at them and licked my ex’s neck.
I was having so much fun that I totally forgot about the security camera. I looked at it and ex husband noticed. He grabbed my neck and tilted it upwards, forcing me to look at the camera. I was loving it, but I squirmed and struggled so he could punish me. Thankfully, he moved in front of me and started fucking my face. As he gradually got faster he made sure I didn’t break eye contact with the camera. When he was finally done, he came on my tiny bikini. We walked back to his apt, feeling super relaxed, and talked about when our next swimming lesson is.
Horny housewife part 2
I knew the gardners were watching me dressing. Every 3rd Thursday of the month I looked forward to this teasing .
I’d make sure they could see me clearly as I wandered around different rooms,sometimes in my robe, letting it fall open or just tie a towel around me .I would love to tease bending over in a exhibition in front of the windows. Aware the men were trying so hard not to look. But furtively stealing glances at me as they pretended to work.
I’d chatted with them sometimes before. We’d talked about the garden and different jobs. The older one around 40 had flirted , say how he likes to tend to things personally. He was fit 6.3 and broad the other one was 20ish , quiet but equally as fit and just a little shorter. We would laugh and giggle the older one would always make furtive suggestions.
The younger guy .just smiled and drank me in along with the glass of lemonade I bought them for their break.
Wow! Today was really hot and as I watched them toil on the vegetation ..sweat stained t shirts enhancing their muscles. I decided to really put on a show.
Getting worked up and edging my mind away [FF] [Foreplay] [Edging]
Yesterday, Miss teased me about being her little edgeslut. She poked fun at how horny and needy I always was, how my little dumb girl slutbrain couldn’t think of anything more than the desire between my legs.
I was ordered up and into my bedroom. Next to my bed, she grabbed my face with a single hand, directing my gaze at her.
“Slut. *My* slut.”
Silently holding eye contact for what felt to me like forever, she then took her hand off my face.
“Onto the bed,” she said with little warning, pushing me onto my back. She ran her fingers over my body, and kissed me on the lips, and then on the neck, then on my breast, then my tummy, then my thighs, then my cunt.
I was squirming with anticipation.
She caressed my thighs, all around my needy pussy. It was so ready for more touch. I looked down and locked eyes with her, silently begging for what I so desperately wanted. She could read the arousal on my face clear as day.
Without saying a word, she kissed my clit, just for a moment. And then she got up.
“Horny little thing. You’re just a wet, needy toy. A silly slutbrained dummy, thinking with her cunt… Just how I like you, even when I’m not playing with you… I have some important things to do. You have permission to occupy yourself with some porn if you’d like. Just touch and edge and rub your mind away.”
Given permission, all worked up, and left alone, I couldn’t *not* think about it. All that mattered to my brain was the desire between my thighs. Touching my cunt, I was already so wet. It’d be pointless to do anything else.
So I started looking at porn, fingering myself, rubbing my clit, rubbing my mind away. Good girls don’t cum. Good girls edge. Good girls edge their minds away.
On The Couch [MF]
“Ugh…what a day,” groaned Gloria Mailyn. “I’m way too young to feel this burned out.”
She’d been saying that sort of thing to herself more often lately. With each passing week, she came home feeling more restless and lethargic. She was like an old cell phone that couldn’t hold a full charge anymore. It got to a point where Gloria couldn’t even enjoy returning home before sundown. That couldn’t have been a good sign.
Just walking up the stairs to the third-floor apartment she shared with her boyfriend, Aaron Alford, felt like an extended trek through the mountains. By the time she reached her front door, Gloria had to rest her forehead on the faded paint, just to catch her breath.
“Just a few more months,” she told herself. “Hang in there for a few more months and your probationary period will be over. Then, you can go on salary, set your hours, and delegate some of this crap to people who don’t mind doing it.”
That almost sounded easy. She had a bad habit of making difficult task seem easy and it kept coming back to bite her.
Flashing in the stockroom at work [MF]
Around a decade ago in college I worked in a retail store that sold shoes.
The job sucked but in between summers at college I needed money but had no other choice.
The manager of the store was a guy in his 30s. who tried to stay relevant by only hiring attractive younger women.
At my time there, I would easily estimate that half the girls there were chosen solely based on looks.
Over the summer I got close to one who was a little shy and reserved but came out her shell more as time went one.
Petite, black hair, slight fake tan and sort of pixie looking.
One night on a late shift we had to do something in the stockroom, move boxes about or some mindless task like that.
After a few weeks of close contact and flirting I decided to ramp it up a bit on this shift.
I joked there were no cameras in the room and we could work naked with nobody knowing anything.
She said I didn’t have the guts to flash, let alone go naked.
‘Don’t dare me, I’ll do it’ I joked
My Sugar Daddy pt1 [mf] [oral]
My dad has all these old comics and toys and crap from the 80s and 90s that he always says are valuable. What I knew was that growing up, it used to piss me off that I couldn’t ever take any of that stuff out of the box. Every now and then he’d sell something. Mostly, other older guys would come and look and they’d talk and they’d leave empty handed.
So, a few months after I graduate high school and I’m thinking about spending the rest of my life in this shitty little town, working at the truckstop, squeezing out kids, and a car pulls into the driveway. A nice car. I watch the guy get out. Middle aged, thick around the middle, thinning hair, but not bad looking. Mostly, I noticed his shoes. Around here, guys wear sneakers or boots. He was wearing black leather dress shoes. He and dad went into the back room where all the toys are, and I went into my room and put on my shortest skirt and tightest tank top. I made myself up and then grabbed a popsicle.
David, Mira and I take our threesome upstairs Part 4 [Str8] [MmF] [oral] [sex]
This is a true story. I changed the names of all and many details to further disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It happened in 1980 so I hope you will cut me some slack.
This is a long one. Sorry, but again I think these happenings are best served up in a single post.
The sexy part starts at the —— line.
To recap: My girlfriend Mira and I had met a young man named David at a St. Patrick’s Day party; Mira was smitten with him. She had felt his young hard cock against her while they danced. She had told me she wanted him to fuck her as he reminded her of a young man she once knew. Now, two months later, Mira, David and I are in his parents home alone.
The players in this story:
My girlfriend Mira: 32 years old, 6′ tall, 145 lbs, blue eyes, short honey blond hair cut very fashionably. She had an athletic build with wide shoulders, gorgeous legs and a tight ass. She had perky medium sized boobs.
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.