Alexis Ren Moves Into The Neighborhood [mf][Cheating]

If you were to tell me a couple days ago, that a model and an internet celebrity that has been on the cover of one of the most famous magazine in the world is going to move into my neighborhood, I would have laughed at you and called you mad. But sometimes impossible things become possible. And that’s exactly what happened with me.

This story starts off with me leaving for work one morning. It was business as usual, getting into the car, opening the garage door and pulling out of the driveway to start another shitty day. I had just fought with my wife and wasn’t in the best of moods as I drove down our street. Now I don’t usually go checking people out while I am driving but this one girl caught my attention. She was out walking her dog in her skin tight fitness gear. Everything from a neon yellow sports bra to black yoga pants. The way her hips swayed as she walked and the bounce of those ass cheeks nearly made me crash into a car pulling out of a driveway.

Muscular Guy with a Black T-shirt [Mm, anal, celeb, fantasy]

I’m visiting Florida, USA. I am from Europe and this is my first time in America. I’m on this trip alone. One night I cannot sleep and decide to go to the beach early in the morning. I’m sitting on the empty beach thinking about my life and looking at the sea. There are people somewhere far from me and I don’t see them. Suddenly a man some 50 feet away grabs my attention. A tall very well-built man. He’s wearing a tight black T-shirt and I can see he has very-well developed muscles. He could be a bodybuilder. His arms are massive. I try not to stare too long at him. After a couple minutes I suddenly hear a girl asking someone to take a selfie. She’s talking to the man. The sound of the waves and wind prevents me from hearing what they speak. But suddenly I notice a deep strong voice. A voice so manly and heroic. It’s him. It’s that big man with a black T-shirt. The girl walks away. I look at his face for the first time and I can’t believe my eyes. Is it John Cena? It has to be him. But how can he be alone on the same beach so close to me? No, it must be a very similar guy. But I’ve seen his photos so many times. So many times I was getting hard seeing his shirtless body on the Internet, watching him on WWE and hearing that masculine voice. I could recognize that body from millions of people. I’m sure it’s him. I can’t take my eyes off him. He turns his head and sees me. Time is frozen. I lose control and my mind tries to tell my eyes to stop looking but it’s impossible.

[mm] Gay sex fantasy involving a celebrity

I’m visiting Florida, USA. I am from Europe and this is my first time in America. I’m on this trip alone. One night I cannot sleep and decide to go to the beach early in the morning. I’m sitting on the empty beach thinking about my life and looking at the sea. There are people somewhere far from me and I don’t see them. Suddenly a man some 50 feet away grabs my attention. A tall very well-built man. He’s wearing a tight black T-shirt and I can see he has very-well developed muscles. He could be a bodybuilder. His arms are massive. I try not to stare too long at him. After a couple minutes I suddenly hear a girl asking someone to take a selfie. She’s talking to the man. The sound of the waves and wind prevents me from hearing what they speak. But suddenly I notice a deep strong voice. A voice so manly and heroic. It’s him. It’s that big man with a black T-shirt. The girl walks away. I look at his face for the first time and I can’t believe my eyes. Is it [John Cena](https://i.imgur.com/5gyijKw.jpg)? It has to be him. But how can he be alone on the same beach so close to me? No, it must be a very similar guy. But I’ve seen his photos so many times. So many times I was getting hard seeing his shirtless body on the Internet, watching him on WWE and hearing that masculine voice. I could recognize that body from millions of people. I’m sure it’s him. I can’t take my eyes off him. He turns his head and sees me. Time is frozen. I lose control and my mind tries to tell my eyes to stop looking but it’s impossible.

Fabreau

Nothing has ever turned me on more than power. If that’s a kink, then I have it. There is nothing in this world more sexy than the feeling of a man having complete and utter control over you in every way of life.

Today is the day Opulence Magazine, my place of work for over 5 years was to be taken over by the prominent Fabreau Publishing Corporation. One of many business ventures of the mysterious billionaire behind it all. Fabreau is a household name, manufacturing everything from computers to coffee cups, and now they’ve decided to expand into lifestyle magazines. It was a sudden yet non-hostile takeover, and so far there have been no firings. I hold out hope that my job will be spared, but in the week since the company was purchased nothing significant has happened.

Rush Part Two [4Some] [Exhibitionism/Voyeurism] [BDSM] [Fetish/Kink]

“You changed your hair color.”

“So did you,” She teased as she put the almost empty glass of champagne down on the table and sat down in the chair next to mine.

“Wig.”

“Dye,” She shrugged. “The color wasn’t appropriate for my next campaign, so I was told to dye it.”

“So you are…”

She lifted her index finger with a perfect French-tip nail up to her pouty matte nude lips. The blush colored gold and lace mask that donned her face accentuated her new honey blonde curls and reminded me of those unique colored curls she had that night. The layered gold choker necklace that wrapped loosely around her delicate neck, drew attention to the plunging neckline of the revealing gold sequined halter top; a small gold disc laid just between her perfect sun-kissed breasts. A micro mini skirt that barely covered her toned ass and tanned long legs shimmered with each movement as gold strappy heels adorned her French-tipped manicured feet. She looked every bit the model I knew she was that night.

“No names. Once we put our masks on, our outside identities are left behind for the night. This gives us the freedom to indulge in who we want to be or who we truly are.”

The s[m]allest taste of [f]ame

Back in my early 20’s I was the most minor bit of celebrity. I cannot stress enough how minor. We’re talking starring in some moderately popular YouTube videos with more local flavor than general appeal. Besides getting a couple recognitions on the street, I never gave it much thought. Then one day I get a Facebook message.

I don’t know the woman, but I know of her. She was a friend of a friend, and we were technically Facebook friends. I added her a short time before for some reason. That reason may or may not have been influenced by how ridiculously hot she was. Long hair changing colors in the extreme from pic to pic. Thin framed glasses over a pair of bright blue eyes within a pale smooth face. If you looked up “bookish” in a pictionary, you’d see her there. And that was just chin up. Just below the neck was the kind of chest that you’d notice even if you were driving by. Massive cleavage shown through everything she wore.

Rush Part Two [4Some] [Exhibitionism/Voyeurism] [BDSM] [Fetish/Kink]

“You changed your hair color.”

“So did you,” She teased as she put the almost empty glass of champagne down on the table and sat down in the chair next to mine.

“Wig.”

“Dye,” She shrugged. “The color wasn’t appropriate for my next campaign, so I was told to dye it.”

“So you are…”

She lifted her index finger with a perfect French-tip nail up to her pouty matte nude lips. The blush colored gold and lace mask that donned her face accentuated her new honey blonde curls and reminded me of those unique colored curls she had that night. The layered gold choker necklace that wrapped loosely around her delicate neck, drew attention to the plunging neckline of the revealing gold sequined halter top; a small gold disc laid just between her perfect sun-kissed breasts. A micro mini skirt that barely covered her toned ass and tanned long legs shimmered with each movement as gold strappy heels adorned her French-tipped manicured feet. She looked every bit the model I knew she was that night.

“No names. Once we put our masks on, our outside identities are left behind for the night. This gives us the freedom to indulge in who we want to be or who we truly are.”

A normal day at the White House. [MF][MMMM][oral][dumb][joke][celeb][president][trump]

Her head bobbed furiously as she sucked him. Up and down, up and down. Slurp slurp slurp! The president winced as he scrunched his face and clenched his tiny little fists…. Slurp slurp slurp slurp!!!!! “I’m sorry. It’s just not working. Are you sure you’ve done this before?”
“I’ve sucked a dick before! I swear! I work at Fox News you know.”
“Right…” The president rolled his eyes. “Well sweetheart, I didn’t think it was possible, but you give head worse than Ann Coulter.” The president sighed and snapped his fingers. Two secret service men instantly appeared and pulled the conservative pundit to her feet. “Come on now… You gave it a go.”
“But please… I’ll suck harder! Give me another chance!”
“You had your chance sweetheart,” the president replied. “It looks like your show isn’t an act after all. What a frigid bitch. I bet you’re better at eating pussy. Is that what you’d like? Would you prefer a nice pussy? When it comes to sucking dick, looks like you DON’T have the right angle.” He chuckled, obviously quite proud of himself. “You make me sick. Get her the hell out of my face.”
“But sir! Sirrrr!!!!! Democrats hate America! Black people are lazy welfare defrauders! Mexican immigrants are rapistsssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” she pleaded and struggled as the secret service dragged her away. The president hesitated and arched his eyebrows for a moment at her enticing words before letting out a condescending and disappointed …. “Tsk tsk… Typically hysterical. Nice try, but too late. Bring in my regular.” He waved his hand, shoeing the pundit away with displeasure.
The secret serviceman hesitated and cleared his throat.
“What is it?”
“Sir….”
“Oh right right…. She’s at the Olympics…. Well then, how about a threesome… Actually, make it a foursome.”
“Of course sir. Right away sir.”
The president closed his eyes and leaned back. He didn’t have to wait long before he heard the door open. He kept his eyes closed as he heard them shuffling in like school boys.
“Nice bow tie douche. Did O’Reilly give it to you?”
“Shut the fuck up Ross. You know that’s the only reason you got the job. You look exactly like him!”
“Will both of you calm down? We hardly ever get bumped to this slot. Let’s make the most of it. This is the president of the United States of America, the greatest, best country God has ever given man on the face of the earth. ”
The president kept his eyes closed and tried to forget about Mueller as they argued and crowded around his shriveled genitals.
“Move over. Just because you have your own show now doesn’t mean you get the head.”
“Oh please. You’re only one fifth of The Five.”
“Shut the fuck up both of you pipsqueaks. I’m the 9pm! I compete with Rachel Maddow! I get the head!”
“That’s enough talking all of you. Do you’re jobs or you’re fired!” The president let out another sigh as he felt the three mouths fasten onto his tiny dick.
“Don’t think about Putin. Don’t think about Putin,” the president chimed in his head. He was still soft. “How about a little more effort people. More motivation.”
“Robert Mercerrrr,” one of them whispered.
“National Rifle Associationnnnn.”
“Sheldon Adelsonnnnn.”
“Now that’s more like it,” the president said, growing harder.
“Lock her up.” That did the trick, and Donald Trump ejaculated all over Sean Hannity’s face.

Wife Sue Fucked like a pig by 7 blackguys at home & all streamed live all over the net to expose her! [gb’mmmmf’anal’dp’milf’gape] [str8]

I thought I would tell you of what I have got myself in to as I still cannot believe it myself! My name’s Sue & work at a printers factory in Derby’ Have been marred for many years with not that much exciting happening along the way as it were! I thought our sex life was ok but that it & me thinking his Cock was an ok size of around 5 inch’s & sex lasting around 5mins being the norm’ The only excitement I get is knowing the lads at work like to get a look at my arse when I am bending over the table to cut the prints to size & I know one even takes pics on his phone thinking I have know idea but this really turns me on’ I must admit I do have a very nice tight ass so do play up to them a bit’ I’m in my late 40’s but still do have a slim fit body. Anyway that all changed around six months ago for the better to ‘simply’ put it’.

What [F]atima wore under her abaya (MF)

A few years back I was in graduate school and finishing some research on schools in Dubai. As a poor grad student of 25, I was always looking to supplement my meager GA stipend and teaching English as a second language jobs were fairly easy to come by (as I had an advanced degree in Literature). Most of my students were fine. Nice people from all over the Middle East/North Africa – but my favorite student was Fatima from Oman.

She was youngish (17-18) and very shy at first – unwilling to speak in class, despite only have 3-4 people in the course. It wasn’t until I ran into her at one of Dubai’s many malls that she started to come out of her shell. I bought us gelato and we talked about her family (progressive, but with four older brothers), why she is in Dubai (learn English so she can go to university in Canada or the UK) and what she does for fun (hangs out with 2-3 other girls from school). Above all, I was impressed with her English and I told her so. When she came back to class – I made sure she was called on often and she was quickly becoming the top student in our tiny class.