[MF] Fucking My Milf Customer

I always have had a thing for milfs as most men do. This happened a year ago and was the start of a amazing journey. I was 26 at the time and she was 47. Let’s call her Sam. Sam is a single mom with a gorgeous 18 year old daughter.

Sam used to come into my work all the time, every time she came in we always had a little bit of a mutual flirt. We went back and forth for months. I found her on Instagram and decided to DM her. From there it started a new level to our relationship. More flirting. More talking. We talked constantly for a few days then started texting. Texting became some sexy but not nude photos going back and forth. That started with us talking about our sex life which began casual. Read more »

My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (5)

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My wife and I – decades of love, sex and fucking [MF] part (3) from gonewildstories

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I Made Him Cum By Myself [MF]

It’s me again. No fancy introductions, right into the sexy stuff. Recap: there’s me, 18f, shoulder blade length wavy brown hair, D-cup boobs, decent ass, wearing a tight long sleeve shirt and leggings; and Sam, 18m, y’all and lanky dark skinned Italian. Thick cock, average length. And I loooooove giving blowjobs.

So, today all the juniors had to take the SAT at our school today, which basically meant we had the day off. However my parents don’t like me hanging out at Sam’s with no parents home, and due to lacking a car, I went to school anyway so I could sneak there. I was able to leave during lunch and walk to Sam’s house.

We hung out in his basement for awhile, him playing Xbox with two of our friends while I laid with my head in his lap, resting my eyes for a few minutes. Being the teenage boy he is, soon after I felt something… hard against my forehead. I peer open my eyes to see his obviously hard cock poking at his sweatpants. And it’s then I decide I can have a little fun. Read more »

If you want me to

If you want me to…

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Fall in love with You

Touch yourself.

Lick yourself.

Let yourself.

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Let your hair fall down

on your breasts,

on my arms,

on my chest.

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Suck your fingers wet

Warm your clit

Stretch your lips.

Grab my hips.

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Be my Goddess Love

Push me down

Make me see

Pull me in.

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Give me your reward

Shut my mouth.

Thrust your soul.

Cum for me.

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[MF] The Power of Fantasy [Hot Wife Fantasy]

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“Tell me about your dirtiest fantasy,” my wife whispered into my ear as I sat at my desk.

“Honey…” I started, trying to figure out a way to let her down easy. “I need to get this work done for tomorrow.”

On any other night I would have played along, but tonight the unfinished spreadsheet for an important meeting flickered in front of my eyes on my laptop screen. If I didn’t get this work done there would be a good chance I would lose an important client. I felt bad because I had been too distant lately. I had been working way too much and I knew I was neglecting my wife’s needs, not that I wanted to, it’s just that I was under a lot of pressure. We hadn’t had sex for over a week and I knew it was all my fault.

“You must be hiding something naughty in that mind of yours?” she pried, rubbing her hand through my hair.

“Honey, I can’t tonight, I’m sorry,” I told her firmly, giving her a soft kiss on the cheek. Read more »

[M]y weekly [f]un tryst

Room 203

Hot damn.
Could be two words to describe seeing M again.
Granted, I found it a little ironic and funny that I got to see him again. He made it clear that he can’t be a weekly meetup, which I understand completely. But I saw him a week after I met him, on St. Patrick’s Day.

He picked me up from my job. Then and there I just wanted him. As he was driving I did mention that it sucks his windows weren’t tinted so I can give him a bj.. As I said that, I placed my hand on his dick, which seemed to excite him as I feel him getting harder.

We make small conversation on the drive to the hotel.
Follow the stairs to get to our room.
Enter the room, and the lust just exploded.

I go in for a kiss, again, kissed his mustache, and we’re making out. He takes off my work shirt, I’m wearing a long, low cut white sleeve under, he just pulls my tits out. Grabbing them and kissing them, just embracing them nicely.

Granted, him enjoying my body made me have more confidence. Go me. Ahaha. Read more »

Teacher’s Pet [MF] [First Person]

I saw him kissing Julie underneath the bleachers. She was wearing her dance team warm-up gear, his hand slowly unzipping her tight velvet top. My heart dropped, my cheeks flushed red, my teeth clenched; I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know if I was angry or sad. I walked up to my cheating dickhead boyfriend and yelled “what the fuck!”. He shot up to his feet and started stammering an apology but before he could form a coherent sentence, I slapped him across the face. Unfortunately, my teacher, Mr. C, saw me do it.

“What has gotten into you?!” He asked, upset yet concerned. I pouted, not in the mood for conversation. “There is no place for violence in this school. You come to my office after class today for detention.”

I was nervous, my thoughts started racing. Detention?! I’m a straight A student, we don’t get detention! Is this going on my permanent record?

I had been to Mr. C’s office many times, usually seeking extra credit or trying to impress him with my knowledge. He was passionate about literature, like myself, and I wanted to learn as much as I could from him. I enjoyed our lengthy conversations after school, sharing our thoughts about the books we read in class. But I had never been to detention before. I didn’t know what to expect. Read more »

I [M] get picked up by a slutty Goth [F]

I had noticed Katy a couple of weeks ago. She was this stunning girl who would ride the same bus home that I did. I try to save gas during the week, so on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, I take public transit. The trips are fairly boring most of the time, until I saw Katy get onto the bus.

She is short, I would say a little over 5 ft tall. She has a Goth style, with jet black hair and white makeup. She usually wears dark, black lipstick, but some days she wears none. Her forearms are covered in tattoos, and she dresses in all black everyday. I have a thing for Goth chicks. I had dated one a couple of years back, and I always seem to notice them in a crowd when I am out and about.

I didn’t approach her. I know how often guys get shot down when picking up girls on a bus. I figure that most girls probably just want to get home after work, and they probably don’t want to deal with some random trying to pick them up. But what was crazy was that we got off at the exact same spot, so once the bus stopped, we would always exit at the same time, and then we would both wait for traffic to dwindle down so that we could cross the road. Read more »

It’s short, please enjoy.

After some time and some dinners and a lot of flirting and teasing and waiting and wondering we finally mate. Once she was confident that 26 year old me wanted her in a sexual manner, 37 year old her went to work. Her sex exceeded all of my expectations. She was the horniest woman I was ever with. She had a voracious appetite for the “dick” and all the trappings that went with it. She’d get out of her house leaving her two boys, the husband and mom in the good care of each other and race over to me. When she arrived at our “fuck” place, usually my house, she couldn’t keep her clothes on. If I didn’t respond right away with aggressive sexual advances she’d give signals she was ready. Little yawns, looking out windows, and some pacing around the room. The lioness wanted to be copulated with, there was no doubt about that and she had no patience. Read more »