The Harry Potter Sex Series : Part 2

Harry woke the next morning with his head pounding. He could feel the mixture of last nights drinks resting in his stomach and it made him feel sick. Although he had been drinking a lot recently he’d never really experienced a hangover before and he became worried that something was wrong with him. Not as worried as when he opened his eyes however.

‘What the fuck!’ he thought to himself as he realised a half naked Hermione was pressed against him. Not only that but his hand was still in her pants, a finger still inserted into her pussy. He panicked and tried to remove his finger from her, and as he pulled out she let out a small moan in her sleep.

‘Ohh that’s it Ron’ Hermione whimpered as she rolled over.

Holy shit Ron. What had he done?! His memories of the night before were blurred and he couldn’t remember how far he’d gone with Hermione, or how this had even happened. Guilt instantly pulsed through him as he realised that he had betrayed his friendship with Ron as well as cheating on his girlfriend whilst she slept upstairs.

An evening with friends [FFM, FM, polyamory]

Sylvia’s husband was such a diva about getting ready for a date. She could never decide if she loved it or hated it, but she wouldn’t complain this time. Tonight was their first double date with a couple they’d just met a few weeks ago, and she wanted the evening to be perfect, and that included Joel’s appearance.

The night had been in the works ever since they’d met Kristy and David at a swinger’s meetup. They had hit it off immediately, and Sylvia hadn’t been on a double date since college. After meeting up for drinks a few times, Joel and Syl knew exactly what they were hoping for tonight. All the flirting that they’d done with each other’s partners was coming to a head, and Sylvia just couldn’t wait. She sneaked into the bathroom behind Joel and wrapped her arms around him in a hug.

“Hi there,” he said, sliding a straight razor across his jaw.

[MF] Lucky Husband Gets To Eat Out Bombshell Wife’s Post Gym Asshole

My wife (32F) and I (32m) had amazing shower sex in our newly remodeled bathroom. We had almost a 2 month period of no sex, but this extra steamy session broke the sexless streak.

It started Saturday when we went to the gym together. She was looking so sexy in her pink yoga pants and matching sports bra. The pants left little to the imagination with her perfect firm bubble butt, and her sports bra looked it was more to show off her sexy fake 34DD tits than to support them. I, along with many others, couldn’t help but just stare at her. She looked gorgeous, and it was very hard to not get hard. Her body was glistening with sweat and her pink yoga pants started to get a little darker and damp on her ass and I could only think about getting to go down on her.

We headed home and she told me she was very horny. To my surprise she wanted to have sex when we got home. I figured seeing my beautiful vixen of a wife at the gym was going to end up just going in the spank bank, but I was going to get to pleasure this amazing woman!

Persian Night [MFF]

Three years after his divorce, Thomas (56) decided that it was time to finally have sex again. He was often fantasizing about having sex with a hot, young Middle Eastern woman because he had heard that they were phenomenal in bed. So, Thomas logged in to a local sex website which people could use to arrange sex dates. He went to the ad section and wrote: “I (56/m) am looking for a Middle Eastern woman, inbetween 20 to 30 years old, to have an incredible night with”. Some days later he found a message in his inbox that read: “Hi, my name’s Marjan, I’m 27 and I just moved here from Iran. I’ve always wanted to have sex with an experienced guy. Just one question – would you be okay with a threesome? My older sister Maryam would also like to join us”. When Thomas read the message he immediately had a hard on. This was even better, he could fuck two Persian women in one night! He wrote Marjan that this wasn’t a problem and they agreed to meet at a local hotel the following evening.

The Meeting [MF]

My heels clicked on the shiny floor of the hotel lobby and a few heads turned to look at me as I crossed from the reception desk to the elevators hall. I wouldn’t look out of place if it wasn’t for the hour. I was dressed in a business ensemble, well cut since the labels were Italian, as were my heels, but it was conservative with its gray and black tones, plus the slightly transparent shirt was covered by the buttoned up jacket. Nothing to advertise that I was heading to some very un-businesslike dealings.

My executive appearance wouldn’t have stood out within the daily crowd, but the evening crowd gathered to hit the VIP club at the top floor was a different matter. Young women dressed for the kill were certainly a sharp contrast to me. I smiled knowingly and a number of the men around noticed and stared at me wondering. My wicked and confident little smile contrasted with my serious attire and, males on the hunt as they were, they didn’t miss the signal.

[MF] The huge tiddy not-really-goth-girl from OKCupid.

Hello Gonewildstories! My last story seemed to be enjoyed, so I thought I’d post some more about my various times in dating. During this time I’ve seen a lovely bunch of breasticles. There they were a standing in a row bum bum bum, big ones, small ones… and some that were bigger than your head. This is the story about the latter.

I’ll start with a little description of myself. I’m a shorter man, 5’7” with a rather hairy body. I have a beard that is around 7 inches long, glasses, and probably the larger side of a dad bod. I’ve lost 40lbs so far, though, so yay for having the time to hit the gym everyday. Basically, I’m nothing to write home about. Probably a 6 by my own judgement. I’ve honestly never measured my penis, but it’s not a pornstar’s. It’s adequate, and if I measure it in the orgasms I’ve helped others achieve with it, then it’s pretty great.

[M] y Sister’s Hot [F] riends Part 3

Sarah at 21 or 22 was the kind of girl best described by the word curvy, her breasts provided some of the best cleavage I’ve ever seen and her ass was big, soft and round. She somehow packed all of herself into a 5’4 or 5’5 hourglass frame with a pretty face, blonde hair that ran just past her shoulders. But the thing that had always turned me on most about Sarah was how much she liked sex. How did I know? She didn’t hide it, if you called Sarah a slut she would probably smile and ask you why you don’t like putting your dick in as many women as possible as often as you can.

It was about two or three years after the bar with Amy when my sister called me from school and asked if I could hang out with Sarah. She had dropped out of college and didn’t have many friends in our hometown. I was the perfect gentleman, I took her to the movies, out for dinner, and we hung out at the bar but I was working a lot and couldn’t spend the time with her that I wanted to, it also felt like I was deep in the friend zone.

A nighttime encounter

***Looking for somewhere to store these after rescuing them from my tumblr, feel free to ignore***

You wake up, and reach for your phone. Your boob falls out, your vest is hanging off, unusual. You sort it, then open your phone. It’s on a video. Curious, you press play. It’s dark, and there’s rustling.

Suddenly it gets brighter, and you see yourself, In bed, on your side, the duvet pulled off enough that your panty covered arse is just showing. Then a hand appears, big, rough. It grabs a handful of your arse and squeezes, leaving slight finger marks. Then it pulls your panties, white and lacey, together between your cheeks, almost like a thong. A finger reaches out and strokes gently on your panty covered lips, just pushing them inside a little. Again and again it rubs your little pussy through your panties. The camera gets closer, you can see a small wet patch forming.

While watching the video your hand reaches for your panties, which are noticeably uncomfortable. They’re still pulled together and inside you, and they’re over to one side. Your hand lingers while you watch on.

PISS MILF [mF] [piss] [oral] [mast] [creampie] [swallow]

Summer was winding down and I wanted to hit the pool one last time. There’s a public pool in my neighborhood where all the hot divorced moms hang out. A lot of younger guys know that this is THE pool to go to if you wanna bring home a MILF. The best thing about these MILFs are — they just wanna fuck. They don’t care about dinner or drinks. They are in their sexual prime. After years in dead end marriages, they just want to be touched. They will do anything you want. Better yet, they won’t even wait for you to ask. They’re as depraved as you imagine them to be.

Nothing is off limits.

So, I hit the pool and kept my eyes open for an attractive woman with no ring on her finger. And then, I found her. She was a stunning, thick blonde with slight cellulite, a firm stomach, and tits that would blow you away.

I sat next to her and casually said hello. She said hi back, smirking and holding eye contact with me for one … two … three seconds before biting her bottom lip. She looked at my crotch and, as if able to summon her magical powers, gave me an erection as clear as day.

Trapped in Amber Pt. 1 [FM]

As he kissed his way down her quivering body, she waited with anticipation for the bliss he gave so readily. Eyes closed, she began to grow impatient as more seconds passed without the warm, firm pressure of his tongue on her clit. Looking down, she was wrenched from her state of pure pleasure by the alarming scene unfolding in front of her. Slowly but perceptibly, the features of her lover were fading away. Second by second, inches of his olive skin and soft muscle were lost to her, and as the all-too-familiar buzzing in the room rose to an irritating degree, she realised with disappointment that, of course, she was dreaming. 

Wrenching herself from the warm sanctuary of her bed, she padded across the room to the source of the intruding alarm. 5:30 am. Still dark, naturally, and as usual she was up before the building’s heating system. Having conquered the first hurdle of the day, she resisted the temptation of slumping back into bed and headed instead to the shower, all the time thinking of him- what else?