When I’m alone, I watch that video, a lot. The one my wife made a few weeks ago, of herself, fucking another man. It wasn’t until last night that we finally watched it together. We didn’t plan to, or rather, she didn’t. I had it ready to go. I wanted it on, in the background, while we were going at it. All I had to do was turn on the bedroom television, and it would play. That took some doing, but this isn’t a how-to electronics story. This is a story of me doing naughty, naughty things to my wife.
Don’t Masque the Pain [FM] [cheating] [fiction]
They were arguing again, the couple next door. In their mid-twenties, the wife was a gorgeous brunette, the husband a handsome blonde. They were perfect, except for whatever it was that had them quarreling constantly. They weren’t as bad as some other couples I had seen, but it was annoying to know I had moved from the city in an attempt to escape the rowdy urban environment to this small, quiet town, and yet somehow I had managed to set myself up as a neighbor to the only couple in town with marriage issues they chose to play out in stereo.
My suffering didn’t last long. It had been six days after that tenth or eleventh argument when I realized that I had not seen the husband. I assumed they had separated. A couple of neighbors made a point of stopping by that house to tell the wife that her grass was getting an inch too high. Trying to be nice, I elected one afternoon to mow her lawn. She was out and I was glad it turned out that way. Didn’t want to risk upsetting her by doing something stupid as I was prone to do when in the presence of a beautiful woman.
Punishing my Wife for her Naughty Sex Tape
And then I pulled hard on her hair, very hard, enough to make it hurt. She screamed. I put my hand around her mouth, muffling her sounds, and told her to shut up. It was time for her to be punished for what she had done. I smacked her ass, hard. A yelp escaped her muffled mouth. “I told you be quiet,” I smacked her again, the same place, leaving a handprint shaped pinkness on her right cheek. She squealed again. “You fucking whore, you just don’t understand.” SMACK! I held her down and rubbed the head of my cock around her tiny little lube filled ass. She trembled. “The guy that you let fuck you, look at him, look on the screen,” her head raised up to see. About this time he was fucking her really hard, and she loved it. She was moaning in ecstasy as the stranger pummeled her pussy from behind, going faster, harder, and deeper with every thrust. “I’m going to fuck your ass harder than he fucked you all night, do you understand?”
She whimpered and I slid the very tip of my cock inside her oily filled ass. “And you’re going to like it, aren’t you?”
Best birthday ever! [incest] [fatherXdaughter]
Jennifer Stevens, a world renowned scientist at only the age of 26, worked day and night, non stop to achieve her goal. After 9 months of continuous research and sleepless nights, Jenny had finally found a way to clone a human being, completely and almost exactly as the dna donor.
The only defect it had was the lack of emotion. But other than that, the clone was 100% identical to her father.
You see, Jenny has been in love with her father for years. She never acted on her feelings, besides the times she would masturbate to thoughts of his fat cock driving into her.
She knew that incest was wrong, but she couldn’t help it. So there she is, riding the cock of her fathers clone. She was going at it for hours before she finally succumbed to sleep.
The very next morning she woke up and went at it again with the clone. She was satisfied, but she wished the clone could whisper naughty things in her ear.
As she was being pounded by the clone, the door to her apartment opened and in walked her father. Her actual father. Jenny was so surprised, she just stared in shock, while the clone still fucked her, unaware of the situation.
Punishing my Wife; Making her my Little Anal Slut
And then I pulled hard on her hair, very hard, enough to make it hurt. She screamed. I put my hand around her mouth, muffling her sounds, and told her to shut up. It was time for her to be punished for what she had done. I smacked her ass, hard. A yelp escaped her muffled mouth. “I told you be quiet,” I smacked her again, the same place, leaving a handprint shaped pinkness on her right cheek. She squealed again. “You fucking whore, you just don’t understand.” SMACK! I held her down and rubbed the head of my cock around her tiny little lube filled ass. She trembled. “The guy that you let fuck you, look at him, look on the screen,” her head raised up to see. About this time he was fucking her really hard, and she loved it. She was moaning in ecstasy as the stranger pummeled her pussy from behind, going faster, harder, and deeper with every thrust. “I’m going to fuck your ass harder than he fucked you all night, do you understand?”
She whimpered and I slid the very tip of my cock inside her oily filled ass. “And you’re going to like it, aren’t you?”
Help me find: Story of a girl who wore a censored-Sims costume to a halloween party and got fucked [MF]
All I remember is that she went to this party wearing some other costume and got dared into changing into her blurred Sims costume, she got fucked loudly afterward according to her story. She also had a bikini picture facing away from the camera on her post history. PLEASE HELP ME FIND, this is like the time when you remember the porn video you watched and can’t seem to find it again, it’s driving me nuts
My Sex Story On My dear Son’s Lap A Mother Son Sex Story
It was August. We spent the morning packing the car. Our son, Mike was leaving for college. It was morning but already it was 90 degrees outside. Mike and husband, and I were getting pretty sweaty loading up the car. The trunk was already full and the back seat wouldn’t fit much more. Mike went back in the house to get the last of his things.
I heard him come out of the house. I turned around and saw him carrying his 42 inch flat screen TV.
“Where are you going to put the TV?” I heard his father ask.
“I don’t know, but I don’t want to leave it. Maybe we can move some stuff around in the back seat.”
I looked in the back seat. “I don’t think so, son.” Mike looked in the car. “We can put it in the middle of the front seat.”
“Ok, college man,” I said. “Then where is your mom going to sit?”
Infinite Fantasies: The Merman Fantasy (M/F/F) (Fantasy) (Mermaid) (Oral) (Anal)
I was giddy with excitement! Isabella told me all about her fantasy and the insane orgasms she had, and I couldn’t wait for mine. I walked into Infinite Fantasies all smiles. What Isabella didn’t mention was how sexy Stefan was. My pulse raced as his hand brushed mine as he told me all about how *Infinite Fantasies* worked and how it would give me a hyper realistic fantasy.
After I told Stefan what my fantasy was, he smiled and led me to a private room, placed the silver disks on my temples and left. I took my time undressing, thinking about the fantasy that I was about to enjoy. Isabella told me about her dominating vampire lover, my fantasy was more exotic. As I pulled off my jeans and t-shirt, I checked myself out in the mirror. I wore a simple pair of white panties adorned with a bow along with a matching bra.
I crawled onto the bed, the red silk sheets feeling great against my skin. I slid my panties down my legs and shivered as the cold sheets touched my bare ass. My bra came off next and I lay there, completely nude. Stefan’s voice broke in, making me jump.
Upstairs – a MILF fantasy
By J.K. Jones
[MMM/F] Abducted, Tickled, and Enslaved… (BDSM, Fetish, noncon, long)
Gilly had spent too long goofing off on Reddit and daydreaming again. The irritated Starbucks staff had to boot her out of the café 5 minutes before closing time, but at least she could finally say that she’d finished her last high school paper. With her laptop stuffed in her backpack, she walked back to her car. She shivered a bit as a gust of wind blew over her. Even with summer right around the corner, the nights in northern California still remained fairly cool. She regretted not bringing a sweater or something. She had parked a couple of blocks away to avoid paying the parking fees, so she’d have to stomach the occasional cold gust.