ANNIE’S FIRST BUKKAKE [FMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM+) [bukkake] [orgy]

In high school, Annie was a people pleaser. If a teacher told her to take an elective, she took it. If a coach told her to join the team, she joined it. If the theater teacher asked her to join the play, she joined it. She aspired to make everyone happy, which is why people started to say, “If you need something done, ask Annie.”

Of course, the jokes started rolling in. Nerds needed prom dates. Jocks needed gangbangs in the locker room. Girls wanted their first lesbian experience. It started off simply enough, with actual requests being a first kiss. Annie handed out first kisses left and right. And she loved the feeling of making people happy. She even loved when guys (and girls) came back for round two of their “first kiss.” If they liked it that much, well, sure. Why not keep kissing them?

At a party one evening, Annie got a touch too drunk. Someone suggested she sell lap dances for $10.

She made $80 in just an hour. And then the real requests started rolling in. $50 for a blowjob. Deal. $75 to watch her eat out another girl and make her cum. DEAL! $300 to fuck one of the kids in the class … in front of everyone. SURE!

The Friday Show (4) – the resistance [oral] [MF] [mc]

Laura had showered, dressed, and recovered some semblance of decency by the time Ron messaged her with his address.

She did waste some time under the shower for a quick jilling that proved completely unsatisfactory, until she pushed half bottle of shampoo inside her pussy, sitting in a few inches of warm water, her body convulsing in orgasm.

After that, she even managed to grab a quick bite – bread, tuna, taken straight from the pantry. God, she was *starving*.

She was in a great mood as she walked out and headed to Ron’s place. He lived close to Dupont circle and she decided to walk there.

The city was quiet. Few cars roamed the streets. Once, right behind a corner, she cought a glimpse of a man lying on his back on the sidewalk, a woman burying her head between his legs.

Laura licked her lips and hesitated. She had the strong urge to go see what was going on. Instead she picked up her pace and headed to Ron’s place. Walking across residential streets, she could hear the muted voice of Channel Four’s unrelenting speech from most first floor windows. More than once, moans and screams of pleasure echoed across the empty streets. *It’s only normal that people want to see how far this Channel Four scandal goes*, she thought.

[Cougar][MILF][OlderF][MF] One hell of a ride

It was a warm sunny Sunday afternoon heading into evening when I was out of a bike ride, maybe 50 miles from home and then the chain broke. I started to walk to the nearest station hoping to make the last train home, but it was miles away and, being a Sunday, I didn’t have much time.

After walking for maybe 30 minutes, which is not easy in cycling shoes, I heard the clip-clop of a horse approaching from behind. A turn to see a woman approaching on horse back. She’s wearing knee high black leather riding boots and white jodhpurs – oh my she has terrific thighs. My eyes move up to her navy polo shirt and onto her head, with long red, slightly greying hair neatly tied up under her riding helmet. Our eyes meet and her wry smile tells me she knows I’ve just checked her out. I feel my face turn red as she exaggeratedly returns the favour. My lycra shorts and top leaving little to the imagination. She must be about 20 years older than me, maybe mid 40s.

[MM] – How I got my first boyfriend at 35.

I met Matt in 5th grade. I was new to school and he sat next to me in class. From then on, we were inseparable. During Jr High, we almost always spent the weekends together crashing at each other’s houses. In high school we were always partying together. In college, we were room mates. People used to call us JD and Turk because we were so close.

When we graduated college, life happened. I had to move a few towns over for a job. We got girlfriends and moved in with them. We stopped partying. We started talking less. I knew it was normal. This is what happens to adults, but I hated it. I found that most nights, I would have rather have hung out with him than my own girlfriend. Of course, I knew I had to keep that to myself. You don’t build good relationships like that. Plus, my feelings for Matt where always more intense than normal friend feelings and I had learned over the years how to suppress that.

Get Down With The Thiccness Part 10 [Foursome] [Cumplay] [Harem]

So this is the finale, I know I have said previously that I had a total of 13 parts in mind, however I have come to the conclusion that parts of the story did not work for me after thinking about them. I’m going out with a bang for this series, and hopefully I have the motivation to begin the next series of mine soon :)

George felt the soft, velvety lips of Olivia brush onto his cheek as she planted a loving kiss onto her boyfriend. The noises of a packed beach surrounded them. It was a blazing hot summer day, and many students on campus decided that all the fun was to be had on the beach, the almost white sand spread miles across the shore of the crystal-like sea. The waters calm and reflecting the sun, only the satisfying sound of the odd crashing wave came into earshot. George and Olivia luckily found a small spot for them both, slightly out of sight from the general public, under a large palm tree near the strip of expensive penthouse apartments which overlooked the beautiful beach.

The Knob Goblin [MF]

It’s October, which is the best month of the year: Crisp mornings, cider donuts, colorful leaves and of course woman in sexy / slutty / sultry Halloween costumes.

For a bit of background about me, check out my previous post.

This confession is about a very random, but outrageously hot encounter.

I am not a big fan of trade shows, but a lot of my clients (and prospective clients) are in one place so it is an efficient way to do business. The two major trade shows for my industry are six months apart: April (in Europe) and October (in North America).

At some point I will share a great story from the recent European conference, but since it’s October, this is about a fun time at one of the North American trade shows, which a few years ago was in Las Vegas.

Now Vegas is one of my least favorite places, but people always party a bit harder at the social functions. One of my long-term clients is the President of a company that always hosts a big, raucous party on the final night of the conference and since the event was at the end of October, well, this was a big, raucous costume party.

Her name is Amy [MF]

Her name is Amy. I watched her grow up. From a little tomboy playing football with the neighborhood boys to her first bikini in the backyard pool to her high school prom dress I watched her grow up. At eighteen she could easily have been mistaken for a twenty five year old women. All the curves and just a perfect personality. I did not know it but she had no boyfriends in high school. Seems she may have intimidated the pimply teen boys of her school.

I am self employed, working out of my house. The summer after her graduation, she came over while I worked in the garage. This girl is five foot four, slender legged and maybe 100 pounds. Her breasts I estimate at heavy C’s and her stomach is flat as a washboard. A face as pretty as a movie star, this little girl is HOTT. She had a bare belly tee and cutoff jean shorts. Cutoff way too high if she were my daughter. Cutoff just right for this situation though. She asked me normal stuff. Questions about my work and what I was doing. Then she dropped a bombshell. She just blurted out she had never been kissed and did not know how to do it. I was silent. She is eighteen and I am thirty five. What do I say to that? 

Gym Buddy – Part I [MMF] [cuck] [oral] [handjob] [blowjob] [sex]

This is the one of the first stories I wrote for someone, and they have granted permission to post it here, though they prefer to remain anonymous. If you are interested in a personalized story, please feel free to message me and we’ll talk about the dirty details!

I was used to people looking at me at the gym, and why not? I’d struggled with my weight when I was younger, but in my early thirties I took control of my weight, my health, my life. I bulked up, lost the extra poundage, and became someone people wanted to fuck. I picked up women at the gym regularly. Not necessarily trying to. This was about my own health after all. But once I had the arms, the chest, the back. Once I’d lost the gut. Women just started approaching me, sometimes at the machines, sometimes on my way out. And sometimes it was just fun flirtation. But sometimes we’d grab a juice, a drink, head back to one of our homes and muss up the sheets.

But this was different.

[MF] Blowjob from my crush in school toilet

I have always had a crush on that girl from my class – Alice. She was 19, short, slim blonde with gorgeous face and stunning body. And that ass… no guy could take his eyes off of her. She was very playful, and teasing, but at the same time she wasn’t that type of girl who would willingly sleep with every other guy. Or maybe she just played hard to get? I tried to get her attention but that wasn’t an easy task. However my lucky day was yet to come.It was friday afternoon, the last boring lesson which I spent drooling over Alice who was sitting with her friend in front of me. By the time the bell rang everybody had already been ready to leave the classroom. Walking down the hall I couldn’t stop staring at the Alice’s ass. I guess it was a bit too much, as she stopped, turned around and looked at me. I knew she caught me red-handed. The rest have already gone, so we were alone in the hall.

– What are you looking at? – Alice asked, even though she knew the answer.

The Friday Show – the following morning (3) [F-solo] [M-solo] [FFMM] [exhibitionism] [mc]

Laura was woken up by the unrelenting ring of her phone. She struggled to keep her eyes open. Her mouth was dry and with a foul taste.

She swallowed and reached clumsily for the phone to answer the call.

Her voice slurry as she answered:
“Yes”

There was a pause from the other side.
“Laura? It’s Ron. Ron Hayden. From the Post”.

Ron was an old acquaintance, almost a friend. Laura cleared her throat: “Hi Ron. How are you?”

“Worried. Are you home?”

“Uh, yes”

“What are you doing?”

Laura’s eyes were fixed on the screen. The same studio as the day before, but with three different people now.

The blond girl had been replaced by a redhead with curly hair, an hourglass figure, and long, slender legs. She was wearing green lace lingerie and nothing else.

She was kneeling on the floor in the middle of the studio, in front of a tall, dark-haired man. He had the muscular body of an athlete and the impressive cock of a pornstar. The girl was holding his ass with both hands and slowly, methodically and passionately licking and sucking the hard member in front of her face.