[MF] Meeting a Mature Milf on Tinder.

This happened a few months back.

I was on a trip to London for a couple of nights. While there I had some free time so went on tinder. After a few minutes one profile caught my eye.

The profile pics were some of her body, mainly her legs in stockings and some lace lingerie…she hid her face for privacy. It said “Recently Divorced, looking to explore, younger tall guys to the front. 45.” Something like that, but anyways I was instantly attracted.

Wasn’t sure at the time if it was fake but I took a chance and Superliked, making sure she saw me. An hour or so passes and Beep!, I got a match.

I instantly checked and it was her. Didn’t hesitate for a second and began typing, but she bet me to it. “Hi love, how’s it going?” We messaged back and forth for a while and there was natural chemistry. I was respectful and a gentleman the whole time and she seemed to like it. Plus, I fitted her type.

She added me on Snapchat and sent me some pictures (Sexy, but not nude ones) This confirmed she was definitely real. She was tall, curvy but natural, dark haired and a very pretty smile. She looked adventurous. All woman.

My Office Crush, Part 4 [MF] [MDom]

I drummed my fingers on my desk impatiently, refusing to open the PhotoBooth app on my computer again. It was the problem with trying to look nice at work: it was an all-consuming pain-in-the-ass. There was an important client coming in today, so I needed to look “presentable,” rather than (as Jack so lovingly said) “a hippie”.

I did pull myself together, if I do say so myself. Instead of my loose skirts, I had on an appropriately tight pencil skirt with a button-down tucked into it neatly. I couldn’t wait until after the meeting to un-tuck it.

There was one benefit about dressing up at work: he kept watching me intently. It look a lot in me to not go over to his desk, hop up onto it, put one heeled foot onto the wooden surface, and show him everything that was going on underneath. I wanted to see the look on his face when he saw the straps of the garter belt holding up my thigh-highs and the small, delicate-looking thong that I had on. I leaned back in my chair, getting caught up in the daydream. I imagined him pulling me off of his desk by my hair and tucking me underneath it. He would then tell me to play with myself, but then go back to work as he listened to my whimpers and moans – knowing that all he had to do was look under the desk to find me working myself up for him. Eventually, this wouldn’t be enough, and I would crawl to his lap, running my hands over his thighs. I’d unzip his pants and take his cock into my mouth, hearing his breathing catch.

[Group] Bachelor Party Gang-bang. An ass fucking good time and fare well to the PNW

Hey Y’all,

Well sure enough my last wild night in the Seattle area lived up to my expectations. If you remember I’d met a guy named Eddie who was in town to arrange a bachelor party for his friend Ben. I told Eddie I’d love to be their hostess and even dance for them. As bad of a dancer as I am.

We’d arranged for me to arrive at Ben’s apartment in Redmond after their dinner at the Matador and before they left for Seattle and some bars. I would be the warm up act and show up at Ben’s at 10PM.

I left my house wearing my outfit covered by a trench-coat. In my purse I had my vibrator, a box of condoms and a big bottle of baby oil. I’ll admit I was a little nervous so stopped by the Hyatt House across the street from Ben’s place to have a couple of drinks. The bartender gave me the look of, who are you here to fuck, as he could see a lot of skin under my trench coat. He even gave me a shot for free as I admitted to him I was here for a bachelor party across the street. He invited me to come back and tell him about it after.

My Ahegao Experience [MF]

I never knew what Ahegao was until I met Chuck. Let alone hentai or anime.

I started seeing Chuck early last spring and our sexual chemistry was insane. We had fucked a couple dozen times and it always brought me to the brink.
Chuck was your average guy, 5′ something, decent muscle, and an attractive face balanced by a firm and wide jawline. He had shaggy hair and for as long as I know has been into nerdy things.

Slowly he introduced me into his nerd life showing me action figures it shows or anime he liked.

He introduced me to one piece and I took a liking to it and started reading it to catch up as it gave us something to talk about. Chuck one day recommended a new site for me to watch it on that had less ads and I suggest we watch together.

The side bar ads immediately popped up hentai and the top one had a moving tile slide of Ahegao. I had never seen that style and immediately snickered at it and asked Chuck if that’s what he liked. He almost seemed shy and I could see some red in his face. Immediately feeling bad as if I’d just kink shamed him I grabbed his thigh and said oh honey u like that face?

Sexual Bucket list- The Erotic Diary of Isabelle – Jan 19th [Fiction][Free Download]

Jan. 19, 2020

Oh my god, I don’t even know where to start with what happened last night. With my first Saturday off in a while I agreed to go out to the gay club for fun with Scarlett. She’s been dating this new girl. Not too sure I like her, but Scarlett seems to be all into her right now. And with me being on my period I knew I wouldn’t have to worry about any guy trying to pick me up. Side note, I haven’t seen Mr Mystery in weeks, not since we had some dessert out in the back alley. Which is weird, he’s usually always there Friday night, maybe he got what he wanted and wasn’t interested in anything more. It shouldn’t bother me, but it does. Not the point though, last night is my point. So, we’re at the club, the one my boss owns, having a few drinks, me a lot less than Scarlett. And we decided to start dancing. A girl comes up behind me, no idea who she is. And all of a sudden, she’s dancing all over me. I didn’t really think much of it at the time, I mean it’s happened before when I’ve gone out with Scarlett to other clubs, not even gay clubs. Girls dance all up on each other. So, we’re dancing face to face for a couple of songs, then out of nowhere she pulls me in and kisses me right on the lips.

The Art of the Deal – Part 2

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Stephanie sat across the street from the gate, switching her gaze from the gate to her over night bag that held makeup and a few things, to the gate, to the letter showing her tuition owed was nearly $4k, which covered not only the coming semester but her portion unpaid from last semester. She had driven by this gate many times, and always wondered what was back there. Looking at her phone, she saw the time, and sighed “You cannot fail” she said out loud, then sent her text “I’m at the gate” it said. Slipping the car into gear and releasing the clutch, she pulled out, across traffic, and stopped at the gate.

A Hot and Wet Evening with a Pretty Girl

My story takes place at the beginning of the summer, when the heat still helped the pretty girls to discover themselves a little. As a 22-year-old woman myself, I was also starting to wear increasingly short shorts and increasingly low-cut camisoles.

My firm breasts were therefore more and more uncovered. From the top of my 38DD, I attracted many looks from men, young and old, wanting to venture their hands there. For my part, I was much more interested in the pretty brunette from the local grocery store.

Although she repeatedly stated that she was only interested in men, I felt her insistent looks on my plump buttocks. I had even seen her chewing her lip while eyeing my thighs, one day when I wore particularly short shorts.

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One evening, after a long day at work, I proposed to Marie, the pretty brunette, to take me home for a quiet evening. I promised her good cocktails, good music and a place to sleep, if she wanted. Marie finally accepts, after a few minutes of reflection.

So I brought her to my car. However, I found her much too dressed for the situation.

The Art of the Deal, Part 3

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Shaking his head, Dan whispered not yet, my pet…” and taking her by her hips, he pulled her powerfully to the edge of the bed, electing another giggle. Dan had waited a very long time for this, and he had a specific plan in mind. Taking her PJ shorts by the hips, he removed them s-l-o-w-l-y, enjoying the sight and the sensation of peeling them off. Stephanie Robin’s pubic hair was trimmed on the sides, but the area above her pussy was round, thick and raven black too. Locking eyes with her, he reached under her legs to place a hand either side of her hips, and they slid back a bit, onto the bed. Now it was his turn to smile, and stretching himself out, Dan started with a kiss inside her thigh, moving quickly to her lovely pussy.

Every woman has her own unique taste, and Stephanie Roberts was no different. Dan started low, using his broad tongue to push aside her labia, then moved up, to where he ever-so-slightly suckled her bright pink, lovely clitoris. Feeling her arch and groan, Dan released, and began working his way down to her vagina, almost penetrating her with his tongue, then back to her clit. He enjoyed taking control like this, feeling this woman half his age alternately grunt, squeal and pant, as she arched and moaned in reaction to his artful use of this mouth and tongue.

The Art of the Deal – Part 1

“Must be fate…..I’ve never been THAT lucky” Dan Roberts told himself. Sure enough, sitting just down from him was the incredibly cute server from his favoritebar/ watering hole. She had to be half his 55 years, and he was sure it was the combo of Green eyes and raven-black hair, along with generally petite frame that made ‘Steph’ (he only knew this from her name tag) so attractive. Today though, she was looking very despondent, and Dan knew why…and what he could do about it , if this idiot idea actually worked

Dan rubbed his goatee, and made up his mind. He would approach her and see if the wild idea swinging round his head would work, or was he about to get hot coffee thrown on him, and have to find a new bar to visit. A tad nervous, he stood to his “full” 5ft 8inches, and, brushing his hand quickly thru his short whitening hair, he took a deep breath, trusted fate, and headed over