Those perfect angles..

His perfect angles making his veins rub her clit, as he moves harder and faster, he lifts one leg up on the table, allowing him to go even deeper and harder in her, she looks back at him, flushed, ready to cum again, their lustful gaze clear that he will cum with her, in her. She turns around and lays down on the table, knowing he would like to look into her eyes while they cum together, watch her moan as he fills her with his warm flow.. She lays back, puts her leg in the air, closes them, her beautiful thick pussy in full view as she guides him in, her pussy ever so tight around his girth, milking him as he goes in her deep and slow.

 Her lips stretch and tighten, her cream getting thicker as they are ready to cum, he spreads her legs, to look at her as he is ready to cum, slowing down, deep, and slow, rubbing her clit with every stroke and she closes her eyes to cum one last time but for the first time with him, he cums as he pulls back, cums harder as he goes back in, filling her whole with his love. With every stroke their juices flow out, dripping all over the table and his wand, he leans in and kisses her while their last ounces flow together as one, the gazes locked, deep kisses and they finish together so deep in love. .

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Chopping Wood

Not a day goes by where I don’t wake up with that perfect wood, the perfect morning tent, hard, full mast, perfect veinage, moist and glistened tip just waiting to be mounted, sucked and milked for that warm morning breakfast in bed. Most time she just rolls over and squats on me and rides me, perfect in so many ways, just the perfect start to the day, then there are days when she rolls over, looks at me and chops that wood with her hand.. a glorious morning handjob, she looks at me, spits in her hand and goes to town on my delicious stiffness, shafts me like a pipe, her hands barely covering my raging hard on, she beats me long and hard, looking straight at me, holding me down, no kissing me, just looking at me as she polishes my wand, spits loads in her palms and rubs my knob and tight grips and wrings my base over and over again, till I cum so hard all over her hands, that warm morning breakfast for her to taste and she cleans me up to go in her again…

Fulfilling Meals

As his thick mouth cusped her pussy, he slowly begins to run his broad tongue in her pussy,  opening her hood,  tip in her orifice, slipping across her clit, first with his tip, drawing circles around it, then strokes with his breadth, her clit, hood, lips and all..she is in ecstasy, she was grinding on his table, her juices flowing more than ever, down her vagina, to her ass and her thighs, making streams of love for him to follow and clean up. He now spreads her lips with his tongue, exposing her pink and her licks within her thick folded labia, cleaning every inch of her juice, how beautiful she tasted he thought, sweet nectar of love , it showed him how much she loved this and how much fun she would be in bed.. he wanted to love her whole, eat her well, show her how much he cared as he proceeded to her vagina, rimming her with his massive tongue, she gasped as he sent his tongue into her, while her spread his lips with his fingers, as he ate her vagina and penetrated with his tongue, he played the perfect chords with her clit, this drove Nina into an uncontrollable grind, she was trying not to moan, didn’t want to give away too much of how she enjoyed it, but her pussy said a different story, gleaming and leaking with every stroke of his beautiful tongue on her, every flick of her clit driving her wild.. “let go” he said as he looked up at her through her legs and continued to eat her, she moaned and screamed, letting it all go, she was getting wilder as she slipped her top from her shoulders, her beautiful breasts now in view, she grabs them and pinches her nipples as he ate her… he continues to eat her , now moving down, following her juices along patches she has never been licked before, down to her butt, spreading her cheeks, he enjoyed the views of her beautiful supple ass, ridden with goose bumps and perfect gradients of color and texture as he gently licked her ass, teased her ass and made his way back up to her pussy..

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“Oil Exchange” Arab political homoerotica part one

Akbar Zeb was nervous, he has had issue in the past with men from the MENA region before. However the man hosting him, Mr Tebboune, was very different…

After several phone calls and emails, Tebboune suggested they meet up and discuss how they can further the relationship between both bodies that the men represented. A concept that made Akbar Zeb, who was normally very confident, feel small. He is not used to this direct approach from the men in this region.

“Well, I’ve been all over the world” Akbar Zeb mumbled to himself, trying to build up the confidence to meet Tebboune. At this point the reader should be aware that Akbar Zeb had a disagreement with a former Saudi colleague, after leaving a sour taste in his mouth, through no fault of his own.

“Mr Tebboune, I would love to take you up on your offer, I feel we can really help each other get there and reach our goals” Akbar Zeb proclaimed overconfidentally. Tebboune chuckled quietly, many people before Akbar Zeb have claimed this, but Tebboune was willing to roll the dice.”Great! I will sort out your accomodation and we will have a small soirée to welcome you” and with that, direct as ever, Tebboune hung up.

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Loving my Self

Sitting on my chair, bored and heavy, nothing could get me out of my mood than to just play with my self, not to just cum, but too enjoy the rub, to look down and watch my beautiful shaft, not unrealistically long, but beautifully thick, glistens as I stroke it, the beautiful amalgamation of my spit and my precum as I shaft myself from tip to base , knobbing my tip ringing my base, perfect motions, slow and long, my legs spread wide, on a chair, leaned back and my hips forward, my modesty in full mast, thick and veined, I cusp myself and stroke with my palms, spending time at my tip,.my broad palms and callused hands make for the perfect touch around my glans, rough and smooth at the same time,. perfect in every way as I love myself, I hold my sack and rub my tip, my jaws dropped as I lean forward running my tip, spitting on it , the perfect amalgam of saliva and precum a prelude to the perfect burst of my love juice..ah loving my self…

Mali’s descent into depravity Part Nine [FMf] [fsub] [mature] [control] [tpe] [humiliation] [piss] [orgasm]

Mali scurried from her car and down Freya and Seth’s driveway to their front door… praying that their neighbours wouldn’t spot her. The cold night air and heavy rain doing little to alleviate her discomfort. She badly needed to go to the bathroom, the two pints of water she’d drunk as ordered before leaving had made her bladder uncomfortably full. She desperately wanted to scratch her breasts and pussy too – having to endure a 20 minute drive with bra and knickers stuffed full of her own used hair-waxing strips was not an experience she would recommend.

As she left herself in to their house she glanced nervously at the doorbell camera, knowing full well that she was being watched. Pausing briefly in the hallway she fought the urge to try and quickly use the toilet in their downstairs bathroom and instead opened the door to their warm guestroom. She’d stayed in this room many times before as Freya and Seth’s friend, but while it still looked familiar… the brass bedstead, the oak furniture and the two small leather armchairs… tonight, as their perverted ‘thing’, the room felt very different.

[F]28 Refused before, but now I’m addicted!

It seems to be pretty common with all men (at least with my previous sexual partners) that they just love it when us girls taste our own fluids.

For as long as I can remember, even at a younger age before I learned to embrace my hyper arousal. I was so embarrassed that I always had to take 2 or 3 spare pairs of panties wherever I went. As I was just soaking through them one after another, constantly.

So before I even became sexually active, I had already, experimented with myself. Smelling and tasting my own grool and cum from my fingers during and after masturbating. Even then, I kind of enjoyed the scent and taste.

My first ever boyfriend ruined this for me though, after being adamant I ‘try myself’ after I came on his fingers. I refused, because I had major cotton mouth from the weed we had smoked, but he still just threw a huge tantrum.

My husband let me have a hall pass to fuck an NBA player [FM]

I was shopping in Target and I noticed that everyone was paying a lot of attention to a certain guy who was shopping with his two hot lady friends. He was tall and athletic looking and people were asking him for photos. He looked familiar but I’m not much a of a sports fan so I had no idea who he was. I asked the cashier if she knew and she gave me a shocked look and told me that he was the star player from an NBA team. I wasn’t looking in his direction and the cashier started talking under her breath to me saying “Oh my god, he keeps checking you out and I think he is heading over here.”

I didn’t believe her at first because he literally had two beautiful young women with him already and then there was me, in my mid 30’s wearing yoga pants, a tank top, and my hair in a pony tail. I turned around and sure enough, he was approaching. The cashier looked like she was about to faint.

Chasing the man that ruined my marriage

I know it’s immature, and more than a little creepy, and completely stupid. But I did it anyway. I rented a room down the street from my house. Well it’s Craig’s house now, after the divorce. My roommate must have thought I was totally weird staring out the bathroom window when I checked out the place, but that’s how I can see Craig’s house from here. And of all the things I should be embarrassed about, I’m most embarrassed about how much time I sit in this stupid bathroom, staring out of the window.

Today I saw another new car pull into the driveway. I know Craig started dating again, and I’m really not jealous – he deserves to be happy. But that doesn’t mean I have to like these girls.

And then Jason got out, and my eyes went wide. He apparently bought a new car, and I didn’t recognize it. I hadn’t seen him in almost a year, and it had been longer than that since I fucked him. But it hadn’t been a day since I fantasized about that first tryst with him. Of all the guys and girls I had gone to bed with, none of them were as good as that time with Jason.

Let’s go with CONOLA![M20+][fantasy]

CONOLA is a hot-blooded horse galloping on the vast Brooke Grassland

He loves to run and doesn’t like to be in just one place. He acted resolutely and walked away as soon as he said it.

When it’s hot, he goes to Frozen Icefield for ice cream.

In the evening, he went to demon orchard to pick flowers for a date with TWINS,

When he was bored, he would go to flame dance volcano and YANSVN to play “Rock paper scissors ” game

A vermilion necklace tied around his neck was made by a YANSVN who lost the Rock paper scissors game and took the aura from the Flame-Dance Volcano.

This hot-blooded proud horse is straightforward, even his penis is so “straight”.

The head of the cock is as large as a flower, and the periphery is a special ring formed by the aura of the vermilion necklace.

Give the maximum stimulation directly when inserting the other party’s body at the very beginning

In addition to the unique ring of the middle horse and the vein of hot blood expansion, his strong penis is smooth and thick without complicated decoration.