The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 15 (MF) (Masturbation) (Sex Tape)

A knock at the door wakes Anna from her sleep. She has no idea how long she has been out. It seems that all she does anymore is get fucked beyond her wildest fantasies and sleep. Which isn’t such a bad way to live, she giggles to herself as she blinks herself into consciousness.

Her boss gets up from the bed to answer the door. Anna peeks around him and recognizes Jussy, the Latina waitress from their first time in the restaurant.

“Mr. Wyatt said to deliver this to you, sexy man,” she says, making no attempt to hide her looking his nude body up and down as she hands him a DVD in a paper sleeve.

“Thank you, Jussy,” he says, starting to close the door.

“Aw, no tip for a good delivery?” she says, pouting and sticking her foot in the door.

He stops and thinks for a moment. Then a sly grin crosses his face and he chuckles to himself.

“Perhaps you do deserve a little something,” he says, opening the door again. “Please, come in.”

“Anna, would you like to see Jussy’s special talent?” he says with a wink.

Claimed | Part 2 [Femdom] [Edging] [Sadism] [No Sex] [Teasing] [Masturbation]

The next day, I was at her apartment at five just as she requested. She must not have been expecting anyone else because when she opened the door she was dressed in the most gorgeous lingerie I had ever seen. I looked her up and down. Her bra and panties a deep black. Fitting her so well. The rest of the straps and stockings were just as dark and made her look dangerous in the most amazing way.

My Mistress was in her late thirties and her body was incredible. Of pure mature beauty. The night she approached me in that bar, the night she claimed me, I knew deep down she was desperate to have a guy like me. I knew exactly what I had that older women wanted. I was in my twenties, took good care of my body and was eager to pleasure women. Though, before I met her, I had no idea I was into this sort of lifestyle.

She yanked me inside and slammed the door shut.

“Welcome back,” she said, sauntering over to me. “On your knees.”

I did as I was told.

Found out that I[M] used to play with my friend[F] on Omegle and Snapchat

I used to go on Omegle to meet people with shared interests and occasionally have cyber sex with the ladies I meet on there. I never showed my face but wasn’t shy about showing the rest of my body. For privacy reasons, I won’t share what tag/interest I used but for those who have never visited the site, it isn’t all just penises in your face. You’ll meet some down to earth folks who you share an interest with and it can lead to fun conversations, long lasting friendships, and a lot of cyber sex.

A while back I met a girl who shared an interest with me. We made small talk at first but from her camera angle, I had a feeling she was there for the same reason I was. Her camera only showed her chin down. She was sitting cross legged on her bed with her pillows behind her. She had brown hair and was wearing a white tank top with red shorts. She had a thin blanket around her shoulders but it was open. The blanket was eye catching because it had our shared interest on it. I could tell she was busty because her cleavage was quite full. Also, the blanket around her shoulders couldn’t quite hide the fact that she was braless. Her nipples were poking through her tank top. Now, I won’t deny that I love boobs but I’m much more a thighs and ass guy. I obviously couldn’t see her ass from how she was sitting but I could tell she has juicy thighs.

PART 2 (Delhi Radhika) Real Indian Hotwife /Cuckold Story [M]FM(The shower)

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DISCLAIMER:This is for the couples who will be meeting me in the future :Pritesh specifically wanted SISSY HUMILIATION ,he categorically asked for it and explained the psychology to me very well.Radhika was really into the idea too. So, please don’t think this is what how all my experiences have been or will be.I am into all kinds of threesomes.Cuckold/Hotwife/ Stag / husband watching /husband in the other room/husband just wants to hear about the experience or see pictures/ husband actively participating. I have had some really good encounters with couples in Canada and I didn’t expect couples here in India to be so experimental and wild.
P.s :The story has been approved by Pritesh and Radhika and permission to post pictures was denied,though we did click a few with full face masks for reddit.Yes ,Radhika that was a taunt.?
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Texas Stewardess Acts Out Her Public Masturbation Fantasy at a Florida Amateur Strip Contest [FM][exhibitionism][masturbation][public orgasm][flight attendant]

[**THE ORIGINAL STORY – WITH SLIGHTLY MORE CONTENT – IS HERE ON IMGUR WITH TWO BACKSTAGE LINGERIE PICS**](https://imgur.com/jopMxvR) **(NSFW)**

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I am a proud Texas Latina and a flight attendant for a major US airline, but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an admitted exhibitionist, addicted really. Being watched while masturbating is a sexual fantasy and exhibitionist passion that began for me in my early teens although I’ve actually been an exhibitionist all my life.

As a child, my parents could not keep clothes on me. When I got off the school bus, I’d run up the long drive of our Texas Hill Country ranch, go straight to my bedroom and change out of my clothes, period! Flip Flops were the extent of my after school attire. It was innocent then but that changed after puberty kicked in when my exhibitionism became sexualized.

When I got my dream job as a flight attendant, and after gaining the courage to act on my fantasies, I took advantage of my layovers by first masturbating for male flight attendants and pilots on my crew to whom I revealed my exhibitionist fantasy.

Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 16: Experience Pays [Mf, inc, mast, oral]

They both knew what was about to happen, and were powerless to stop it. Becky notched her father’s cock-tip at the entrance to her cunny, and pushed down hard. “OW!” She felt a sharp pain as her vagina resisted the monster at its mouth. Try as she might, and as wet as she was, she just couldn’t get the fat cock head past her tiny opening.

Becky moved back and forth, side to side, pressing down from all angles, and it just wouldn’t go in. It hurt, and she felt the tears running down her face.

For his part, Bill laid there, letting her do the work. His prick was as hard as he could remember it ever being, but her opening resisted its invader valiantly. He could her her cries in the dark, and knew he was hurting her, which broke his heart.

However, he knew how much she wanted this to happen, and had to admit that he wanted it, too. He also knew from experience that his large penis was a challenge for a great many of his lovers, and her mother was no exception.

Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 15: A Natural [Mf, inc, mast, oral]

“Mm-hmm.” Becky stopped stroking her dad’s cock to grasp his left hand, pulling his wrist until his fingers made their way under the waistband of her silky panties. She pushed his hand into her sopping gash, and heard him gasp as soon as his fingers made contact with the downy fur atop her soaked slit. “Touch me, Daddy… See? Can you feel how wet you made me?”

Bill rolled further toward his baby girl, sticking his rough fingers into her dripping pussy. “Oh, Rebecca, baby, you ARE wet.”

“I get wet every time I think about you, Daddy.” She reached up and pulled his face to hers, and they locked lips in a passionate, tongue-filled kiss. She pulled her lips away as he poked her deep. “OH Yes! Finger me, Dad, finger my pussy!”

Becky moved her hand back down his chest, over his tummy, down his hip, then grasped his rock-hard cock again.

“Lift your legs, baby,” Bill growled, and pulled her soaking wet panties away from her crotch. Becky lifted her legs up high as he lifted the panties towards her feet, and kicked them off, thrilling inside that her own sweet father was undressing her.

Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 14: Rebecca [Mf, mast]

Becky was still embarrassed at her display of jealousy earlier that day, and vowed to not be that way any longer. She felt she was being a baby about things, and admitted to herself that she needed to grow up, in more ways than one.

When she arrived home, she thought about how she was going to, frankly, make her dreams come true. She couldn’t bring herself to do what Beth and Stacey had done; one accidentally, the other quite on purpose.

Likewise, she had no intention of invoking any memory of her dear departed mother, like Laurie had done, since that was guaranteed to only make her father even sadder. Just remembering her mom, and how sick she was at the end, made her sad just now.

Then it hit her. The solution was right in front of her. In fact, she had told the Girls herself earlier that day. The Woman of the House.

All she had to do was be the person she already was; be the Woman of the House. Now, did she have the courage to FULLY become that person?

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The Story of Chinese Girl Han[F] (2)

Last story: Former boyfriend Yuan got my virgin, but I was broken up by him. Later, I met my second boyfriend Song, who is also my fiance now. But they are not good at sex, and they don’t bring me a strong orgasm.

The first sexual intercourse with Daniel

The first time I met Daniel was at a party between the student union and the football team.

I am a member of the student union, while he is a member of the football team.

Daniel, a black man from Nepal, told me that his ancestors originally came from Africa.

Because black men are stronger than Chinese men, Daniel soon became the main member of the football team.

At that party, Daniel became the leading role, and many girls surrounded him.

I am also interested in him, because this is the first time I have met a foreigner in my life.

But during the party, he and I just told each other names.

About two months later, the first half of my freshman year ended.

And my boyfriend Song is about to graduate and leave school.

Solo female masturbation……..Lonely nights

Another Saturday night alone…..another night I have to fuck myself to sleep…….sigh

Although if I do say so myself I’m getting quite good at it. I’ve relaxed with a nice glass of red wine, a hot bubble bath with rose oil, candles and music. Damn I know how to romance myself.

The heat of the water feels so good on my skin. Relieves all the stress and worries of the week. The wine relaxes the knots in my shoulders. My mind begins to wander, always going back to how long it’s been since a man has explored my body. Thinking about that last time my nipples start to harden. Remembering how good his thick cock felt sliding into my eager pussy has my hands squeezing and pinching my nipples.

The sound of my own moans make my clit start to ache. My fingers reach down and gently brush against it, making me gasp at the feeling. She’s so sensitive already……mmmm it’s going to be a good night indeed.

I drain the water and walk into my bedroom letting myself air dry. The breeze from the fan making my nipples almost painfully hard. I lay on my back and spread my legs open wide loving the breeze passing over my clit and pussy. I can feel I wet I’m getting.