Spring time always reminds me of track season! l ran track in high school and college and did pretty well. I obviously won’t give specifics and dox myself, but I won state in high school and conference in college. During my sophomore year in college I bumped into someone who recognized me and he asked if I could give individual coaching lessons to his daughter, who was a senior in high school and showed promise of getting a scholarship. I started working with this girl twice a week on some of the technique that her high school coaches didn’t know or couldn’t teach. This whole situation lead to me working one on one with this young, hot, girl. Needless to say my 20 year old brain loved the intrigue. Track is great for your physique. It usually makes for long, lean legs and tight asses. Dana was just that. Tall, slender but muscular, and bounced off the walls like only a high schooler could.
[M]y ex-wi[F]e (long)
I was home on leave from getting back overseas, horny and ready to rock. I had already slept with a few girls between my home station and back home and I was still thirsty. We met on a dating app and after a few days of banter we swapped snapchats and started sending dirty pics. She was shorter and curvy, DDs on top of a small chubby frame with massive thighs and a big, plump ass from years of squats and sports. I was overly excited to slide my cock deep inside her over and over again.
I had already planned out a getaway spot in a big city and found a “honeymoon” suite that was a bigger room with a jetted bathtub. I figured I would pick her up and wing it for the daytime activities because I didn’t know any better and we were both super horny. She came out of her house wearing a floral sundress and I greeted her with a quick peck on the lips. As we started driving my hand found it’s way to her thighs and she was amused and quickly turned on. My hand slid, with resistance from her thickness, up to her already heated crotch and she slowly threw her head back. I kept the teasing to a minimum because at this point we weren’t able to keep our hands off of each other.
Across the Hall part 5
Chapter 5
If John had known Sarah hadn’t been joking about the “full day of shopping”, he would have gone for seconds.
It was damn near dinner time when the girls got back and factoring in the hour of time it took for them to get ready, he was more than a little grumpy. The promised sex day had been false advertisement.
But when they appeared in the living room after their hour of prep time, he had to admit it, the sight of his wife in a skimpy little black dress and fuck-me heels was well worth the wait. And while he felt a little guilty about imagining Sarah in their last romp in the kitchen, he couldn’t deny the fact that Sarah looked just as good in her equally slutty red dress.
The plan had been a nice dinner and then a club–or three. The “nice restaurant” ended up being what John would call a small plate big check type of establishment. It was a place that wasn’t on his top anything list, but Katie had been adamant about it. It was his birthday and, apparently more importantly, Sarah had had a crappy few days and needed some cheering up.
Crazy girls are the best lay pt3 [mf]
After breaking the sex deal with her, we got into a routine. I would sneak in sometimes everyday of the week and duck her brains out. In the beginning she was insatiable, the lack of attention had probably built up her lust. Which was great for me, and I took advantage. I used her like a play thing for weeks, and she loved every second of it. The dirtier I could make it the better. Rough fucking, spanking, tying her up we’re all things she loved and would even beg for it.
One day I get another phone call from her letting me know to come over tonight she had a special surprise for me. Obviously I was curious and turned on, I probed and she just told me you’ll see. Fast forward to that afternoon it was probably about 9 at this point. We make out for a bit with some touching. She would love to play with my cock through my jeans, especially in public. But after some time we get undressed and she tells me to lay on her bed. She plays with my cock licking and stroking it. Never really sucking me completely, but after about 3 minutes she gets a phone call. “Hey baby”she said as she answered the phone. It must have been her boyfriend(she was supposed to break up with him but she told me she didn’t want to do it over the phone so she was waiting for him to come back to do it, which was supposed to be in a few weeks) she looked me in the eyes and had a devilish smile on her face and kept stroking my cock.
My once innocent girlfriend [MF] gave me a blowjob next to her best friend as we slept.
I’m 22 and she is 19. She never had sex prior to us going out, she hadn’t even made out with a guy either. Needless to say, breaking her in as been fun. We’ve been hooking up for 3 months and the past few weeks she’s been craving my cock even more, constantly asking to meet up with her and go down on her or give me head because she loves seeing my reactions.
Well, long story short, two nights ago me, her, and our other best friend (let’s call Melissa) slept over at her house in the living room. We’ve been a trio of sorts; they’re both thick Hispanic girls, and truth be told, each of their big asses drive me crazy, but I digress. It’s about 2 am, Melissa has fallen asleep, I’m ready to as well when my girlfriend starts jerking me off. I start fingering her back, but the whole situation is so hot I have to bury my moans in her hair. Eventually I just take off my underwear, laying naked next to our best friend who is 3 feet away. I place my hand on my girlfriend’s head and shove it down my cock.
Discovering My Bisexuality [MM]
Discovering My Bisexuality
*After going through a break up recently I took some time for myself and did some self discovery and reflection. At 26, I have denied my bisexuality to myself and to those closest to me for so long. I have now accepted it and told those closest to me, they were very accepting. I started thinking back at how it all started. This is that story.*
From a young age I knew I was different. I was the quiet, somewhat nerdy kid in class. Some of the girls thought I was cute. I thought they were cute too, and I thought some of the boys were cute as well. For the most part I always leaned more towards girls but every now and then a boy would come along and steal my attention.
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Wife blew me in front of our (open) hotel room door [MF]
I posted this story in a different subreddit a short time ago, but I feel like this is a better place for it, so here goes.
The wife and I were travelling recently, and as you do we got a little frisky in our hotel room. Truth be told, I initially wasn’t really feeling in the mood, but she was determined to get some. So she had an idea. Let’s open the room door and she’d give me a blow job in the little hallway to our room. Great, I thought. Let’s do it. Might be fun. However, I underestimated how far she was willing to go.
I went to the door and held it slightly ajar to stop it from closing, and waited for her to get to business. Apparently that wasn’t what she meant. She pulled the door open completely and got on her knees. Anyone walking past our door would have gotten a full view of the action. As would have the guest in the room opposite ours if they suddenly left their room. That didn’t happen, but I have a fantasy that they were watching us through the peephole in their door the whole time.
Temptations in Quarantine – MF, Incest, Sweat, Grool
Peter Donovan awoke to the sound of knocking on his front door. He climbed out of bed, walking across his studio apartment to answer the door. As he opened it, he was shocked to find his daughter Stephanie there, tears running down her face.
“Steph, are you alright?” Pete asked, pulling her inside. As she walked through the door, she dropped a small carry-on suitcase to the floor.
“Yes, I’m just disappointed. Brandon and I were supposed to board a cruise from Oakland tomorrow, but I just got word that it’s canceled due to the virus. I literally landed here in a San Francisco and received the notification from the cruise line” Stephanie said.
“Where’s Brandon?” Peter asked, looking around for his daughter’s mediocre boyfriend.
“He’s back in Arizona, he stayed one more day to complete a final. I wanted to arrive a day early to surprise you. Some surprise!” she replied.
“Well, come on in and I’ll make you a cup of coffee.” Stephanie walked into her father’s high-rise studio apartment, as always, taking in the stunning view.
Dr. Callum Bonds With His Stepdaughter in Costa Rica [nsfw] [taboo] [barely legal] [m/f] [erotic romance].
“Daddy?”
I was sitting up quietly in the bed, drinking coffee and reviewing my notes under the warm glow of dim lamplight when I heard Grace’s gentle voice. Turning to look at her I said, “good morning, sweetheart,” and smiled, surprised to see her awake. She looked so soft and beautiful in the early hour. As badly as I wanted to throw her face down and fuck her again, I remained still and watched her as if she were a butterfly preparing to fly out among the flowers and drink the day’s nectar.
Rising up naked out of the bedsheets, she scooted over and snuggled warmly against me. “I thought you would be gone by now,” she said as she lay her messy head down on my shoulder.
“I thought that we should spend the day together. I would like it if you joined me today out in the park.” I placed my notes aside and pulled her into my arms, and pressed a kiss on top of her head. “We can go have breakfast at the Coral Cafe. Then visit the shops on the way to the park. I know how much you like shopping,” I added. “Then I figured we could go swimming. There is this wonderful little spot that I have been wanting to take you to. It’s quiet and we’ll be alone,” I said as I lightly grazed my fingertips over the soft slope of her shoulder.