I [M] fucked my milf masseuse [F]

So this has always been a fantasy of mine & only recently had this fulfilled! So over the years I’ve been getting into massages, having sensual Body to Body, Nuru, tantric etc but could never find a constant in South East of England. Normally speaking you’d get a hand job or a happy ending at the end & that’d be you on the way.

After doing a big of research found an independent lady who for all intensive purposes had very cheap prices for a sensual massage, £70 for one hour? Sign me up! She was also British Indian, mid 30’s, about 5ft 4, size 12 & had all the curves in the right places. Made contact via email, had the date & time set for the first meet.

To describe the area, it was in a somewhat rough part of town, council houses so before I made my way checked out the neighbouring areas which weren’t bad. Communication was great & no issues with language at all, very punctual. I arrive early & get seen in, little kiss on the cheek, exchange payment & just before the massage began she mentioned extras. Now initially, I was a little put off already been asked to foot for extras, such as topless / bottomless & touching, luckily I was prepared, & agreed to let things go naturally & should they happen I had the cash there for it. If there’s not some kind of attraction I’d just leave.

Delivering your hot neighbors mail works out for you in the end. [MF] [Oral] [Squirting]

You come home  feeling elated, you got a promotion at work, and made a major breakthrough in a project you had been working on. Nothing could take you down from cloud nine.
As you park your car,  you happen to look up into your neighbors window, as you do you see Jewel, your hot neighbor dancing in her living room.  As luck would have it she’s just in a panties, flannel, and braless. Your heart skips a beat as your cock gets of a rush of blood watching her dance around.
You sigh and turn off the car, you know you’re too shy to go over and talk to her. You get out and walk to check the mail, you notice that some of Jewels mail was delivered to your address.
As you look down at her name on the envelope you feel the same rush from your day, your promotion and success. Chest up you walk up to her door and knock. Your heart racing as you hear her unlock the door and open it.
It was too quick for her to change or make herself presentable, she is holding her flannel closed, but still in her panties, you feel another rush of blood to your cock.
“Can I help you?” She asks, a little sweat lining her brow.
“Ummm, yes, hi, sorry, some of your mail was left at my place…” you extend your hand with her mail and she receives it.
“Yay, bills.” The sarcasm is obvious in her voice, and its incredibly sexy to you. As she looks through it, you risk looking her up and down. Her flannel has kinda fallen open as she isn’t holding it anymore, not enough to really see much though. Your eyes continue down, her panties pink and a little girly, her legs naked except for some grey knee high socks.
“Want a cup of tea?” Jewel asks suddenly, startling you.
“Sure” you say immediately. She motions you inside and makes her way to the kitchen. As she turns around you find out she is in a thong. You bite your lip as her hips swing, following her into the kitchen.
“Green or black?” She asks, tossing the mail on the table.
“Black” you respond.
“No laughing ” she says, and then climbs onto the counter to reach the shelf with the tea. You catch a glimpse of her asshole behind her thong as she puts one knee of the counter to push her up. You don’t laugh but can’t help but smile.
Jewel climbs down and starts the kettle on the stove.
“So…how’s your day been?” You ask, attempting to build a conversation.
“Frustrating. I’m trying to exhaust myself cause I’m so freaking horny I can’t sleep.”
If you would have been sipping tea you would have choked on it by how up front she is. You can tell by the shocked look in her eyes and her hand covering her mouth she is as shocked as you by what came out of her pretty, red mouth.
“I guess I can’t be more embarrassed right now. So the truth is I’m too embarrassed to go out to a bar and meet someone and I’ve never slept with a stranger but I haven’t cum in months and I’m getting desperate”
“You don’t masterbate?”
“I’ve never done it.”
I would love to teach you. You think to yourself. You have more restraint than Jewel does,  or you’re just not as horny.
She starts to look you up and down. You feel a flush in your cheeks and your pants.
You summon your courage and stand up walking to her. You keep eye contact the whole time, everything seems to slow down as you stare into her wide eyes.
“I couldn’t.  I barely know your name.” You step closer to her, you can feel her heat, any closer and her chest would be touching yours.
“Do you want to know my name?” You brush aside one side of her flannel, exposing one of her nipples.
“No” she whispers. You wrap your arms around her, picking her up and placing her tiny body on the counter, kissing her hard, her tongue down your throat.
You take your hands and let them explore her body, her tits heaving with every breath, you can feel how badly she wants it and you. Sliding your hands down you feel how wet her pussy is before you slide her thong to the side and slid your fingers inside. She gasps and as she does you pull out and slide your fingers down her throat, making her taste you. She sucks your fingers hard, so hard it makes your eyes roll back. In time you’ll have her suck your throbbing cock.
You take your fingers out of her mouth and begin massaging her clit. You can feel her as she starts to grind on your fingers, her wet enough for her to slide easily on your fingers.
“Make me cum” she whispers in your ear.
You oblige and slide two fingers inside and feel her immediately squeeze. She’s so tight around your fingers.
“Oh John” she moans in your ear. You start to finger her slow and deep, curling your fingers into her G-Spot as you pull out. It doesn’t take you long before you can feel her begin you climax, you look down to see she is white and creamy.
“Cum” you command and she does instantly. While fingering her you unbuckle your pants and pull out your now hard cock. Its hard to focus with her squeezing and creaming on your fingers, but you manage. Your cock is out and in your hands just as she is about to finish her first orgasm. You don’t let her, and slide your cock in while she’s still coming.
“JOHN” She screams and begins to claw at your back.

Dorm Room discovery

In my sophomore year of college I moved in with one other girl, a junior who seemed friendly and nice. She was cute, but not a blonde bombshell, good time party girl. She was shy and somewhat introverted, she didn’t date but devoted hereslf to college classes, and getting top grades. She did seem interested in my boyfriends and would listen with great avidity when I talked baout my dates. We used to joke about sex and laugh about how horny we always were. She with no dates and me with the occasional date but afraid to and not ready to have sex.

One Saturday in October I came back to our room after a date that had culminated in some kissing and petting. I was very aroused but had told my date that I wasn’t ready to go any further. He had been touching my breasts through my shirt and kissing my neck. If I had had such a date at home I surely would have gone to my bedroom and masturbated before falling asleep.

When my mail carrier [F] delivered [M] more than the mail.

About twenty years or so ago I was living and working in Mill Valley, CA, a pretty town not far over the Golden Gate bridge from San Francisco. I lived in a small house on the outskirts of town, alone, having not long ago split after an especially lousy marriage.

I originally came to the area after living further south, in Silicon Valley, but as more people came and I developed a reputation I moved north. I’d built and sold a company and done well financially. While thinking about building another I was working as a consultant with various startups so had a super relaxed schedule.

Each day, Rebecca, the local mail carrier, would bring the mail. I smoked back then and, one day, she saw me outside and asked me for some water. I got her a glass and she sat down to have a smoke with me, taking her break on the stoop of my house and talking. She was cute in a plain way, a hispanic with a little extra meat on her bones; not skinny but definitely not fat either. She had big breasts, dark hair, and brown eyes.

Weekend Warriors – His Turn (Pt. 1) [M/F BDSM, Oral, Anal, Spanking]

It’s our third annual trip up here; turns and landmarks have become recognizable enough that I don’t have to rely on GPS in my role as navigator. The cabin might only be an hour and a half outside the city but the thick wooded drive and hilly terrain make it feel like it’s a world away. This is exactly what I needed, an entire weekend relaxing in front of a fireplace in various states of undress. I swish the dregs of my latte and down them before giving you a sideways glance. You are going to get it the moment we’re through the door, I decide to myself with a smile. An evil little grin spreads ever wider as I mentally run through the list of ways I’m going to bind and tease you, and submit myself for the same treatment at your hands.

You immediately pick up on the changed atmosphere in the vehicle and your eyes dart between my foxlike grin and the dark highway ahead. Ours is the next turnoff, I point out, and you clear your throat.
“What’s that smile for?” you question, but the wry smirk on your face indicates you know exactly what’s on my mind. You just want to make me say it, you ass.

RECENTLY WIDOWED [mF] [mast] [oral] [facefuck] [prostate] [squirt] [facial] [swallow]

In March, Marjorie lost her husband to cancer. She was 54. He was 73. Every woman who marries a considerably older man is aware of this eventuality. So it was no surprise. A shock nonetheless. But no surprise. In fact, they’d been planning for this. He’d been dying for quite some time.

Even still, when Joel died, Marjorie didn’t know exactly what to do. They planned on growing old together. Well, he did. She never got the chance. After his death, she did the usual distract yourself, suppress your feelings, pretend that everything is fine routine.

And then, one evening, she was watching some stupid TV show (part of the “distract yourself” routine) when she suddenly became incredibly aroused by the sex scene.

Before she knew it, her hand was down her pajama pants and she was masturbating. She was dripping wet. Soaked. Things escalated. The sex scene ended, but she was on the couch, fingering herself into a huge puddle.

I let a stranger I met on the London Underground cum inside me [fm] [oral]

I met him on the tube on the way home from meeting a friend for lunch one day, he looked so proper in his business suit and leather shoes, but you could tell he had a fit body beneath it all. He had seen that I was running to get on the train, but the doors were already closing. He decided to grab and prize the doors back open just before they shut on me. I wasn’t sure exactly why he did, passengers hate when people do that, and there’s always another train on the way in a few minutes, but he did. He was 6ft with a handsome jawline and short neat facial hair that blended into his short black hair. There was something quite innocent about him for someone who is that handsome, having said that I know I give off an incredibly innocent vibe, but people don’t know the things I do to myself at night, let alone if I have a chance to be alone and naked with someone who looks this good. I’m only 5’1 so I could feel him towering above me. I was wearing my shirt button through yellow summer dress, which allows me to show off my smooth legs. He invited me to coffee near his place and hit it off. He asked me back to his place and before I knew it I was standing in his living room at 3pm on a Saturday. I could see what he wanted from me, but he was too shy to say it, I wanted it too. Once we were at his apartment I leaned into him, letting him know I wanted him.

[MFM] The first time I saw another man have sex with my wife.

We are both mid-40’s and a longer time married couple. She is Asian, 5’3″ and around 130 pounds. I and the other guy are white.

I had thought about having another guy join us for a while, but she was unsure about at it first. I think it was more of the stigma that goes with it, and of course finding the right guy. I knew she would not do with a stranger, but someone that we knew somewhat well I thought she might.

We had a friend that had moved a way when he changed jobs, but he still came into our town for work. I kept in touch with him and I knew he liked her. I would make some sex comments occasionally and he always seemed interested and wanted more details. Well when he came in one time I suggested he stay at our house. She was ok with it so the next time he stayed with us a few days during the week. It gave us time to have some drinks on the porch in the evening once the kids were in bed. I also made sure he stayed in the spare bedroom that is right next to ours. The first trip was just that, us having dinner and then some drinks in the evening. I did flirt with her in the evening to gauge his interest to see how he reacted when I did and also to see how she did as well. I could tell he liked when I touched her and made comments and she was ok with it as well. I even made comments to her asking what she thought of him, etc.

See Me (Cuckquean, Office, Oral, MF)

I thought I had myself all under control, making myself cum twice in my morning shower. Then, as soon as I started my morning commute, my sexdrive sprinted into overdrive.

“See me.” Was all that an email had to say.

The entire drive all I could think was sitting on the face of my gorgeous boss, my arousal running down my thighs. I’ve worked for him for a full 12 months, and 11 of those months I’ve endlessly salivated over him.

Maxwell had a face that could make any woman weak. Perpetual stubble, gorgeous hair, with silver streaks making him look even hotter and more distinguished. All three of which he already was, in no short supply. His deep, dreamy voice made even the most mundane things sound smooth and irresistible. His square jaw, tall, wide body, and large muscular hands spurred my imagination to dirtier and dirtier heights. On a daily, or even hourly basis, I imagined his imposing figure holding me down and having his way while I could only climax in the wake of taking me in whichever way he found most satisfactory.

Val wants to try butt stuff. Continuing the walk down memory lane with my wife. [M] [F]

One of the many things I love about my wife is that she always wants to try new things. A new food, a tv show, she’s willing to give it a try. Another thing that I love about her is the fact that she doesn’t hold anything back. Val will tell you just how she feels about any subject.

It had been almost a year since Val and her son moved in with me and my kids. Things were going great on that end. But, as anyone who has done this before could tell you, some things do get sacrificed along the way.

Now, I’m not going to say our sex life became stale. Routine was more the accurate. We still enjoyed it and had it fairly regularly, but it always ended up being the same three positions every time. Oh sure, I would eat her out like it was my last meal and she enjoyed giving me surprise blowjobs whenever she felt like it. Still, we both could tell we were at risk of falling into a rut.