Step Mother’s Love: Tucked In [F][stepmom][stepson][erotica][voluptuous]

**Helen**

Helen swiped her fingers over her pussy lips slowly and in a wide circle. She licked her fingers and immediately brought her moist fingertips back to her pussy. Her thick thighs spread with one leg on top of an arm of her couch. She watched the porn video that played on her laptop, the light being the only thing that illuminated her in the darkness of the living room.

It was late, at just after midnight. With darkness blanketing her neighborhood, Helen closed the blinds on the living room windows but not all the way. It was always an added thrill that while she masturbated in her open living room that perhaps a passerby outside might catch a glimpse of her fucking herself.

She wasn’t sure if a man would even be attracted to what they saw, it had been so long since she had been with a man. Her husband passed away in a car accident 5 years ago and she hadn’t been with another man since. She did go on a date once, maybe 3 years ago. A man from her book club. It never went anywhere because she saw the look in Jake’s eyes when she told him she had gone on a date.

The Football Bet: Part Two [MFF] [Busty] [Interracial] [Straight Sex] [Anal]

Slowly I began to wake up. My thoughts were still cloudy. The taste of alcohol filled my mouth, turning over I saw a few empty bottles on the small table by the bed. The events of the night slowly came back to me. Then I remembered how I had left my boyfriend. Even though I had left him many times before, I was confident that I wouldn’t return.

I looked around, searching for Damien. There was no sign of him in the bedroom. I got up then went into the bathroom. There was a sticky note stuck to the mirror.

*Hello, sorry I left without saying goodbye. I hope that I see you when I get home, I will understand if I don’t. I washed your clothes.*

*Damien*

I read it a few times before I took it down. He knew how to make me smile. Immediately after we had left my apartment, he took me to buy a pair of shoes. Then we came back to his house. To say we fucked like rabbits would be an understatement. I had never been with a man that could keep up with my sexual appetite; he did that and more.

I slept with my mom’s coworker

Saturday night was the first time I hooked up with a milf. It was honestly some of the hottest sex I’ve had.

So I went over Saturday afternoon because I offered myself to give her a massage. (I know, simp). I was kinda nervous but super horny when I walked up to knock on the door. She was wearing a tight tshirt and some yoga pants or leggings, I don’t really know the difference. I honestly got a little hard when I saw her. I loved watching her walk watching her ass jiggle. She’s a little on the curvy side so I’d say she’s a bbw/pawg.

Nothing much happened when I gave her the massage or when we ate other than a casual conversation. But things took off after we ate. She started talking about how she missed being young and how I’m lucky to be my age. She asked me if I wanted to see a picture of her from when she was around my age. I told her that she still looked really good and that she could pull any man she wanted. She asked me if I really meant that and I responded with “of course I do.” She got closer to me and she told me that I looked good too but that I’d look better making her orgasm. The next thing I know, we’re making out and rubbing on each other in her living room.

[M] fingering my ex while waiting in line at SixFlags

This is waaaay way back at my high school grad party (we were both already 18, so no foul play here, don’t worry). Our school decided on staying overnight at SixFlags for our grad party. I had never been on a rollercoaster till that point, and my ex thought it’d be fun to take me on every single one we could.

I was pretty nervous and scared (fear of heights), so as encouragement, she said, “after you get off the ride, the rush of adrenaline really makes me wanna make out.” Those words were more than enough really any young guy get excited.

So we get on the first ride, and sure enough, that sweet sweet adrenaline gets my heart racing, and I just grab her and start making out her in the middle of the crowd. She pulls away and says not now, but her eyes totally give her away.

So the line for the next ride was like an hour long wait. It’s freezing cuz it’s past midnight. We snugglin up to each other to stay warm. All the usual things. She’s wearing a baggy pullover jacket and leggings, and I’m behind her with my arms wrapped around her and my hands tucked into her jacket pocket holding hers. We’re both obviously still turned on, so I thought I’d had a little bit of fun.

Staying Dry [premature ejaculation] [asian sph] [embarrassed]

The first thing that every freshman BioChem student comes to hate about Seattle University is the punishing and perplexing schedule. Freshman year begins with 4 mandatory core classes in the discipline, with labs, plus a single elective, but, the workload isn’t the whole problem. Somehow, after many years of complaints, the scheduling office has never figured out a way to organize the core classes into one manageable chunk of time. Because of this, the BioChem cohort spends 10-12 hours on campus at least 3 days a week, with many long unnecessary periods of aimless downtime.

It was a Thursday afternoon in a first-floor, drop-ceiling classroom at Seattle University, and it was raining (like always) when the Calc 1 class Mark Chen was in finally concluded. The professor finished his thought and turned to erase the board as the students filed out into the hallway, digging into their bags for umbrellas and jackets.

Arrival from Denver [FMM]

London Heathrow International arrivals, we were waiting for her to come through after baggage reclaim and we talked through the plan. I showed Dan the email on my phone which basically detailed how she wouldn’t know anything apart from there being a taxi booked to take her to her hotel and she’d perhaps be expecting a driver with a name board.

Dan asked me “Joe, is this legit? It’s not a wind up?” I confirmed with him it was real. Dan and I had known each other since we were kids, a group of 5 of us had basically stayed in touch as close friends since school and were now in all different lines of work.

The email was from a gentleman in Colorado who mentioned that his Wife was visiting London for a week and went on to detail what he wanted from us, which included us not revealing the full extent of the request to her.
Dan ran a luxury car dealership so he brought the Bentley with the privacy cabin for a bit of a VIP feel for her.

Losing my [F22] Virginity to a [M] stranger in Jamaica

Like many of you, I too am bored during lockdown and looking for something fun to do. After enjoying your stories from afar, I decided to share one of my own :).

At 22 I had just finished grad school, landed a full time job, and bought my first car. I grew up in a strict religious household and hadn’t dated, let alone done anything remotely sexual. I had spent so much time focused on my academic achievements that I’d missed out on a lot of social experiences. I was proud of my accomplishments, but was sexually repressed af and dying to explore. I started exploring my sexuality using Tumblr (lol!) and got comfortable with masturbating.

My best friend (who’s upbringing was similar to mine) and I decided it was time to see the world, and we booked an all inclusive vacation to Jamaica – our first time in another country.

Pretty much immediately after arriving, I realized I was a hit amongst the male staff members. I’m about 5 foot 6, light brown skin (think Rihanna’s complexion), with thick curly hair down to my mid back. I was pretty curvy back then as well, I had gained the freshman 15 and hadn’t dropped it yet.

I [F] cried from botching his [M] back waxing, and let him cum inside me because I cared about him.

*I dated a Punjabi man for several months. We were both in our 40’s. The first time we fucked was on our second date, with the sex good if rushed and insincere. However, our second time constituted a noteworthy if bizarre lovemaking round, an affectionate and unique experience that I still think about from time to time.*

We were seated next to each other, at my dining table, eating a meal he had prepared in my kitchen. The green salad was fine, and I guess I wasn’t supposed to use his cucumber raita as dressing. At least not as much as I put on. He had baked some really tender and flavorful chicken thighs that were marinated in a spicy masala sauce, and that had really won me over. He talked about how stressed he was that his son hadn’t talked to him since his divorce 6 years ago, and that every attempt he made to reconcile fell through. I couldn’t empathize due to my lack of children, but I could see the wear on his face, the pain in his sharp, hazel eyes.

[MF] Her first Rimjob

So I have been with my wife for over 12 years (married for 5). Sex life is pretty good. I would occasionally get a morning blow job or be treated to some nice lingerie. And I am more than happy to eat out her pussy whenever she requests it. I really enjoy licking her and can spend 20 to 30 minutes with head between her thighs easily.

Lately however I have just become really curious with rim jobs (anal is out of the question for both of us). In porn it looks so pleasurable but we all know reality can be a bit different. Whenever I bought up the topic though she wouldn’t outright dismiss it (like she did with threesome and anal, haha) but say things like ‘can’t be hygienic’ or “what if there is a foul smell”. Valid points that would close the arguement for further talk. But the way she said it, I had a hunch that she secrectly wanted to try it but was too embarressed or awkward to say it herself. So I thought I would go for it if a good opportunity presented itself and see what she thought.

Porn-Making Teens’ Nightmare, part 1 [Gangbang] [MF] [non-consent] [teen] [outdoor] [forced] [taped]

[I first posted this story in another site under the author name Name Is Hard. It is all fictional and very vaguely inspired by a few real porn-makers]

As Lula, an 18-years old French Vietnamese girl, sways her barely covered hip, flaunts her exposed, long and toned legs doing a catwalk through the woods just outside of New York City, her boyfriend Jamie feels himself beginning to harden.

But still, his camera is steady, keeping Lula right in the middle of the video frame. Her black, straight and almost hip-length long hair moved by the gentle breeze.

He continues to voice his commands in French-accented English, as the two of them move further into the woods, ‘keep going… spin around for me, yes yes, that’s nice, give us a smile… slowly pull up your top…’