Voyeur Fantasy#1. #upskirt

After posting, scammers, reluctant response and an endless search for Karma I finally did it. Found a fun outgoing married woman for purely non sexual voyeur fun. I placed in the parking lot where we agreed to meet, anxious, happy and aroused. I heard the sharp thud of heels coming from the stairway behind me and turned around. She was stunning, long legs only partial covered by a short flowing skirt. Animated eyes that lit up when I looked up at her. She stood at the base of the stairs and motioned me to follow. I prepared my phone and we began our walk, her slightly in front of me. As she walked up I could see the very thin white thong that framed he lower anatomy perfectly. Her skirt rising ever so much to give my phone a chance to capture every perfect moment.

As we got to the correct level she playfully bent over to give me a completely view, something we both needed at that moment.

Once at her car she opened the door and bent over the driver seat and reached to the passenger side. Giving me and my phone on last view of pleasure.

My Son Wakes Me In A Surprising Way (MF | Incest | Mom/Son | Sleeping | Tricked)

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When I woke up this morning it felt like something was moving between my legs. I could see that there was someone down there. Figuring it was my husband, I pretended to be asleep longer. His tongue felt great as it licked up my wet slit. This was a rare occasion that my husband performed orally for me. I did not want to risk ending it by letting him know I was awake. It became difficult as his mouth became more focused on my clit. He sucked while his tongue massaged against the little button. My husband’s tongue felt like it was waving across my clitoris, it was amazing! That is when I failed at pretending to still be sleeping.

Ladies – Pleasure instructions ?

Lock those doors and turn on some music (optional)

Tie your hair in a bun cause we’re about to get moving,

Get topless

If you’re feeling uncomfortable to get topless, then remove your bra underneath your clothing,

Grope your breasts and massage it,

Give your breasts a good shake,

Run the tip of a finger around your nipples ? (.) but not on your nipple for 4 rounds in a circling motion ? ,

Grope your breasts and give them a good squeeze while you Put your nipples between two ✌ fingers and squeeze them,

(think of it as lips sucking on your nipples)

Bet your nipples are hard and erect by now…

Hitch your dress / shirt up / slide your shorts / pants down ,

Keep your panties/thong /g string on (referred to as panties hereafter ) ,

You must have only one item of clothing covering your crotch,

Spread your legs wide and identify a potential comfortable humping item or vibrator (referred to as cock hereafter) ,

My Masseuse asked me to spank her and be my Sub [FM]

I know what you are thinking, this is not a story from one of those “massage parlors”, although, I have a couple of good stories about those, too;) No, this was something organic that happened with an actual massage therapist I had been using for back pain. Read on… This might be a long set up, so skip to the ***** marker below if you just want to read the juicy bits.

A few years back I started going to a legit spa in my manhattan neighborhood for lower back spasms. I had a couple different therapists work on my back and then I met A. She was my 3rd therapist at this spa and after meeting her I requested only her, and eventually she started making office/house calls.

A was petite but strong, I remember being impressed at how good her technique was for such a small woman. She was about 5′ 2″ or so and maybe 100 lbs or so. Anyway, she was and probably is still, a very good massage therapist. I saw her professionally about once a week for 6 months and then non professionally about once a week for another 4 or 5 months. I wish it had lasted longer but I love the memories of what we had.

PIG TRANSFORMATION

I have a rather unique fetish. I have a very strong fetish/fantasy for men transforming. specifically men transforming into pigs. I’ve always really been into transformations. Like how it is shown the movies, when a man is turning into a werewolf for example. But i really love pig transformation, specifically happening on men. It turns me on like nothing else. Imaging his ears growing out. His nostrils stretching, nose widening/flattening. Pushing out into a snout. shirt ripping. a curly tail sprouting out of his pants in the back. His groans and cries turning into squeals. Falling to all fours and continuing to change until he is a full pig. A classic pink farm pig.

My boyfriend (24) [M] fucked my (22) [F] ass against a tree behind his house

This happened back in May when the covid restrictions in my state were just starting to lift. My boyfriend (let’s call him Phil) and I wanted to be on the safe side so when quarantine hit, we wore masks and socially distanced with each other for about three months. I’m not going to lie, we came close to breaking restrictions a few times. It was torture not to be able to touch each other. We would take walks and it took everything we had not to give in to our horniness. We definitely weren’t saints, we sexted/talked dirty almost daily, mutually masturbated on zoom, and occasionally flashed each other during our walks. Those things were nice but it only served as a reminder that we weren’t able to fuck. The sexual tension between us had never been higher. Anyway once the restrictions started lifting, we teased the idea of finally doing it. During one of our walks in his neighborhood, Phil told me how much he wanted to lift up my dress and fuck me in the woods. We explored that fantasy but didn’t actually do anything until the next day. Here’s the message he sent me that prompted our adventure.

The Story of Cunt II: Day Six [BDSM] [public] [humiliation] [forced] [MF/FF]

**Author’s note: my sincerest apologies, my lovelies. I somehow forgot about my new life as a pornographer and didn’t get day six out yesterday, as I had planned. Hopefully we can get through this without the need for a beating or spanking, but if it has to be, it has to be! Here’s day six!**

Cunt awoke to two things: a terrible smell and a hand on her crotch. She could have let the second go, assumed it was a psychosexual dream that was taking on physical properties, but that smell was like nothing she had ever dreamed before. She opened her eyes to see from where the smell was emanating. To her absolute annoyance, it was a recognizable face: it was that old pervert who had previously tried to grope her. She stood up, ready to yell at him to fuck off, but she felt so down and so desperate to get off that she just went with it.

Fucking my long distance gf

This is a fantasy of fucking my long distance gf, it’s my first try to write something like that, hope you like it!

You’re on your back, legs open wide, knees brought to your chest with your feet in the air. My face inbetween your thighs, so close you can feel my warm breath against your wet pussy. Then I do it. I look up at you, lean in and suck that little clit into my mouth, flicking and sliding my tongue over it as it’s inside. Gently rolling it inbetween my lips. You hear your clit pop out of my mouth as it gets sucked. Eating that little pussy, preparing you for what’s about to come. Making you drip down your groin and towards your asshole. At this point I grab the back of your knees and push them back further, revealing that tight little asshole covered in your pussy juice… and I’ll bury my tongue in and swirl it around, cleaning you up. Watching your hole repeatedly tense up and relax with excitement.

Family camping trip

Introduction:

Hands pushing on my back woke me up. I opened my eyes and looked out the small net window over my head, it was not full daylight, but quickly dawning. The hands on my back pushed again, with more urgency, I rolled over to face my sister. “What the hell are you doing in my bed?” was the first thing she said.
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We settled into the sleeping bags, both of us on our stomachs, I had a book I was going to read but she just laid her head on the pillow watching me. I rolled to my back and held the book so the pages would catch the weak light from the battery lamp. My sister Helen flipped to her side away from me as if to sleep. We were on a family camping trip; mom, dad, me and my sister and our golden lab Screwball, AKA ‘Screw’. At that moment Screw was lying on my feet at the bottom of my bag. I tried to kick him off to move to Helen’s bed but he wouldn’t budge, my feet were pinned to the ground by the 70-pound dog. I was 18 at the time and my sister was quickly approaching 16 but since we only had two tents, I was forced to take Helen into one with me, our parents required their privacy. This had been the sleeping arrangements for years and they gave no thought to the fact I was pretty much an adult. I was going to have to spend four nights with my baby sister in the same space, I would have to be damn careful if I jacked off.

Family camping trip

## Introduction:

Hands pushing on my back woke me up. I opened my eyes and looked out the small net window over my head, it was not full daylight, but quickly dawning. The hands on my back pushed again, with more urgency, I rolled over to face my sister. “What the hell are you doing in my bed?” was the first thing she said.
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We settled into the sleeping bags, both of us on our stomachs, I had a book I was going to read but she just laid her head on the pillow watching me. I rolled to my back and held the book so the pages would catch the weak light from the battery lamp. My sister Helen flipped to her side away from me as if to sleep. We were on a family camping trip; mom, dad, me and my sister and our golden lab Screwball, AKA ‘Screw’. At that moment Screw was lying on my feet at the bottom of my bag. I tried to kick him off to move to Helen’s bed but he wouldn’t budge, my feet were pinned to the ground by the 70-pound dog. I was 18 at the time and my sister was quickly approaching 16 but since we only had two tents, I was forced to take Helen into one with me, our parents required their privacy. This had been the sleeping arrangements for years and they gave no thought to the fact I was pretty much an adult. I was going to have to spend four nights with my baby sister in the same space, I would have to be damn careful if I jacked off.