Massage therapists in Iceland are very friendly [F]

Way too early in the year when we didn’t realize the entire country would be closed for business, we booked some cheap ass tickets to Iceland. The plan was to land, get our rental camper and travel the ring for seven days freezing our asses off, taking a million pictures, tons of hiking, climbing, and scrambling around on the glaciers. Then we would come back to Reykjavik for tons of pampering and spa days and cuddle sex under fur blankets. It was a flawless plan.

We landed in early March, and literally like ten businesses were open and it was goddamn freezing. Which, I’d left it to my husband to do all the research, so nothing really got done. Luckily the amazing hotel we stayed at was open, but pretty damn empty. Hence the insanely cheap rates. We picked up our camper at the airport which was so, so small compared to LAX and took off. It was a few hours of driving through what looked like an apocalyptic landscape with no one else on the road before we hit the first sign of life, a small village called Hveragerði. We stumbled around in the frozen ground looking at half frozen streams and locals stuffed into parkas and we started to really worry about the trip.

[FM] me and my gf

First time posting and hope my english is okay

So my ex told me ahe will be passing through ma home town right she told me she would call me when shes near that i must go to the road and meet her.she finally texted me to meet her and i went.

She is very good look perfect boob perfet ass and she had the greatest thighs ever i still dont know why she feel for me cz i i am really skinny to the bone.

So i decided to meet her at my father business is more like a motel but is for people to rent in…and no one was there. Only the people who were renting there.

So she came i have her a hug i was sitting on door pavements and ramain standing.we stay there for like 4 hour talking about how her life is to the coast etc

I was suprised she stayed that long. And thats when it hit me shes jc here for the reason as i am.
So i asked her to come sit next to me few moment later asked her to hold her hand.

[MF] A Messy and Sweaty 69 for Married Couple

My wife and I have been on a 69 kick lately. Last weekend we had just got back from the gym and we started to mess around. She was wearing a grey pair of yoga pants, a revealing sports bra that really propped up her bolted on 34DDs and a skin tight pink tank. Her sexy sweaty glistening body plus her hair in messy workout bun was making me so hard. We started making out and she pulled off my short and started rubbing my cock through my leggings. That felt amazing! I grabbed her wand and put it on her pussy while we were making out. This got her nice and wet. She popped her top and bra off and was ready for action.

I told her I wanted to take off pants, so she assumed the 69 position and I slowly peeled off her yoga pants and thong which she had started to make a sticky beautiful mess in. I kiss her ass cheeks gently a few times and then lowered her wet pussy on my face.

Please [FM,Fdom]

She told him to get on his knees and put the leather collar around his neck to symbolize his willingness to do all she said. She didn’t need to look to know he had done as she had told. There was no question in it, a simple demand and he would comply. She led, he followed. Each step on this path was her choice, each step he took with her was a gift given and a gift received.

She said to pull down his pants and show her his cock. He did so with ragged breath coming faster and she knew his desire was at a peak as his hands trembled to do as she demanded. The others that come before her had tried to lead, had him dance and play and spin in circles round and round until he was dizzy. She too could direct this dance, this reel of give and take, and like a trained pet he would jump through every hoop she put there for him should she wish to play those games. But she wanted more, she wanted it real, tonight she wanted complete surrender. Not games and parlor tricks, but pure lust and wanting for this moment. All of it under her control.

[Mf] my lunch break lover. So so hot.

Years back I had this thing with a store manager of a Walgreens. My job was nothing of great importance and her being a woman of power turned me on so much. Not to mention she is about 5’3 and maybe 110lbs.

Me and her talked a lot. Which usually ended up sexting on a daily basis. It usually ended up with me in the bathroom at work sending her dirty pics (some things never change Haha). One day she had a great idea.

She said she had the day off and wanted to know if she could bring me lunch on my break. I said sure because first and foremost I will never turn down free food Haha. However I had a feeling that wasn’t the only thing on her mind.

She got to my work a few min before break and pulled around the back of the building where nobody parks. She told me where she was and I knew she had other plans. I was honestly genuinely concerned if she had even brought me lunch.

Watch me [F] (new version of an old story)

It’s a been a while, I noticed you liked to spy me.

You think I didn’t realized ? Every evening when I came back home, I see your apartment in the dark but I glimpse the glow of your cigarette and I know you’re watching me.
I had a gruelling day and I really need to chill out, so my rascal keep your eyes wide open and enjoy the show.

Tonight I want a cozy yet elegant setting. I light some candles. I always find very their glowing very soothing and sensual.
I’m getting close to the bay window and take off my heels. It’s true that they make me very beautiful legs but can’t say they are very comfortable. I’m untying my hair and I’m rubbing my neck.
I’m heading toward my computer and I choose some sensual music. That’s it, I’m ready.

I Hate Fucked my ex boyfriend, as my first Hotwife experience [MF]

There was an adventure one night, where I arrived at this hotel room. To my surprise, upon knocking, my husband opened the door and let me in. As I walked in, I could see a familiar figure/face. As he turned around and revealed himself, I realized that this man was actually one of my ex’s. Needless to say that I was shocked and surprised as I practically gasped.

Now, I truly despised this ex. A pure abomination of a man, he was a misogynist, a selfish asshole, and simply just a purely arrogant man. He cheated on me, who knows how many times. But somehow, my husband found him, and arranged for him to travel to Las Vegas, and there he stood with me in the hotel room.

I am my husband’s wife, and I trust my him implicitly. So when my husband asked me to fuck my ex, and to satisfy him in every which way I would with my husband, I happily obeyed. All of the anger and resentment that I had for my ex was still boiling deep inside me. But I knew I wanted and needed to fulfill my trophy wife slut role for my husband.

(Bi) (mmf) How I met Bill and Lindsey

It was ten years ago. I placed an ad on Craigslist. This was back when they still had the personals section. I placed an ad looking for a date the night before my birthday. I was looking specifically for out of town married men who could be closeted bi/gay. And that was how I might Billy. I was living in Chicago at the time. Billy was in town for two months. At 52, he was a retired army general and now worked as a civilian private contractor. He was married for over 25 years and have two grown daughters. He was open to the idea of meeting a young bisexual Asian male, looking for a married man to celebrate a birthday after the stroke of midnight. We exchanged lots emails, a few pics and quickly spoke on the phone. He had a soft comforting voice when we spoke. He was the kind of man I’m familiar with. A man that knew he was gay all his life, but did the act of what straight men had to do. So he enlisted in the military once he turned 18. He married a woman because that’s what straight men do. We agreed to meet at his hotel room first and later head to our dinner reservation.

What I want you to do to me – Part 1

I knock and you open the door. I am wet with anticipation. We have been sexting for weeks now and I feel like meeting an old lover. You invite me in and take my bag from my hand. I am nervous and give you an awkward handshake saying hi. You take my hand and pull me in for a hug.

We sit on the couch and you ask me mundane questions. As I answer, you move closer. You say that you are sorry and that my lips moving is very distracting. You run your fingers over them. You ask me about my trip. As I answer, you take my hand and start thumbing it. Running your fingers over mine, you trace shapes. Finally when you are done, you look up. My mouth is half open and my eyes are half closed. You come near and kiss me on my lips. A quick tap. You tell me climb on to your lap facing you and slowly start feeling my back. Now you really start kissing. First my upper lips, next my lower lips and finally your tongue prods my lips. I open up willingly. Your tongue duels with mine. Your hands aren’t quiet either. You hold my bottom and push me into you further. I can’t get close enough. You start running your fingers through my hair and the base of my neck. I am moaning through our kiss.

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