I fucked my friend and her sister, Hot [MFF][Voyeur] 3 cums, Long.
I recently met this friend, we were the same age, 27 whilst at work. I am average height and well lets say moderately well looking too. My friend, lets just call her Sarah. Sarah is petite, brunette with breasts just around the b cup size, sexy belly piercing, and her ass is fantastic. She usually wears these tight yoga pants around which shows off her ass.
Recently we started talking more and there definitely was some sexual tension building. We started talking about our fantasies and sexual habits. She told me that when she had sex, she loved the feeling of the guy cumming inside her. Feeling his penis throb inside her turned her on she said. She asked how often do i masturbate and i told her, truthfully, twice a day. Once before work, once before going to bed.
After awhile the talk became highly sexual and were were talking about what we would do if we fucked each other. So at the start of the week when she told me her parents were going out of town for the coming weekend i knew something was up. True enough, Sarah invited me over to her place to watch a movie on Saturday evening. Anticipating what was going to happen I didn’t jerk off for the whole week wanting to save as much cum as possible for the weekend.
Sex Train [MMF]
Dock side confessions [MF]
“I think I’m in love with you.” Vaughn had made this confession a month ago, and I had slapped him for it. I was supposed to be married and my soon to be husband had a confession of his own “I had an affair.” He swore it would never happen again, and begged me to stay, even offering to allow me to seek retribution. Now Vaughn and I were at the same concert, and he looked just as hurt as when I had struck him.
We avoided each other, but kept catching one another staring from across the crowded room. Eventually I found the courage to scribble the words on a napkin “leave in ten minutes, meet me by the river.” I walked over to him and said “it’s good to see you doing well… I’ve missed you” I hugged him and left the note in his jacket pocket.
Looking for [MF] panties and pantyhose stories
Admin delete if not appropriate but Can anyone send me some links to some of their favorite panty/pantyhose stories? I have read through all of the literotica stories that pique my interest over the years and am always looking for some new material. I really enjoy the idea of men being caught wearing, and F sharing their panties with M. Thank you in advance
[FFM] Christmas threesome
I and Dawe went back in our hometown for Christmas. We spent the 24th with my family and today with Dawe’s. Now it’s very late in the night here but I wanted to share this straight away. A few things must be said to start:
– you can find some descriptions and pictures of me in my past post. There are also description of Dawe (my boyfriend). While I won’t repeat this, it’s worth noting that I recently cut my hair ‘short’, similar to [this haircut](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OMj0UHbAJ8U/VhkfnFEn8DI/AAAAAAABUfM/Q_5R4gow3As/s0/Choppy-Bob-Haircuts-for-Thin-Hair.jpg) although I’m not as hot as she is :P
– Short background of the story: Dawe has a female cousin who is a couple of years younger than he is. She is bisexual and in the past confronted with Dawe about their mutual attraction. They never had sex but some light stuff happened – last time 3 years ago. Let’s call her Mary. Also, we (I and Mary) kissed once 2 years ago but we were drunk so there’s that.
– Mary’s physical description: she’s short and petite. 1,60m, not sure the weight but she’s slim. She has black hair and black eyes, small-ish tits but a great ass and legs.
The Christmas Party [cuckold]
Simulated Threesome [MF]
A Twisted Tale Part 2
A strong, masculine hand clamped hard on her windpipe as a man’s body pressed her hard against the wall. She tried to push back, fight against it but whoever it was had leverage and mass against her.
She could feel his heart beating in his chest pressed against her back. His breath was hot against her ear as he whispered, “Hello slut. We’ve been waiting for you…”
Her mind reeled and she was caught off guard again as she was snatched off of the wall by her hair. She began to twist, intending to fight. Her body was strong and her anger was white hot inside of her. But as she turned, his foot drove into the back of her knee, buckling her leg and driving her to the floor. Yanking back on her hair titled her head upward painfully and she froze again when she felt the cold steel edge of his knife come to rest on the vulnerable, exposed flesh of her throat.
She stared up into HIS face. Her brow wrinkled and her fear and confusion only increased. They had RECONCILED. They had talked, mended fences. He had said he forgave her!
A Twisted Tale Part 1
(Note: Written in the notes app of my phone, first draft, don’t expect it to be polished)
Music poured in through her earbuds, the steady rhythm in time with her elevated heart rate. Her lungs burning with effort as she crested the hill, running shoes hitting the sidewalk in measured strides.
She can see her home from here, the end of her run and she is tempted to slow her pace. She has been pushing and her body is revolting against her. Legs burning, lungs on fire, her limits perhaps surpassed by the will and stubborn drive she has to meet her goals. She thinks about slowing. No one would know.
Perhaps at the end of the block. Certainly she could make it to the intersection. Maybe a little further? Her mind plays this game and at each “stopping point” she picks one just a little further down the road. Truth is, she doesn’t want to stop. No matter how much it hurts. No matter how her lungs scream at her. She doesn’t exactly like the pain, but it’s familiar. An old friend. It’s family. Maybe not the family you want staying for the long thanksgiving day weekend, but family that you were happy to see once they have left.