Indian housewife makes some side money Part.2 [F38M45] [Indian] [Webcam]

Rishika composed herself and slowly turned her laptop back on. The feeling of adrenaline from another man pleasuring himself to her body was still strong. She saw that the chat room was empty and took a deep breath before switching to another chatroom. A few seconds went by before another man appeared on her screen. It was another white guy with the location indicating that he was from New Zealand. He was a decent looking guy with a great looking body that definitely indicated he was a regular gym goer. His cock was shaved clean and had a cock ring around it.

He sat up on his chair and looked at his screen with a smile. He was friendly and warm, chatting with her casually. His friendly demeanor made her feel more at ease and connected to him. He gave her kind compliments, from her body to how he was sure that based on her eyes, he was sure she was beautiful behind the duputa. As the conversation turned to her body, she noticed how his cock grew harder and erected. He was clearly getting excited just talking about her figure and made her feel that intense feeling of empowerment coming to her again. The feeling of being able to control a man with just her body.

[F] Jilling Off To Hubby’s Old Sextapes

Recently, I’ve been desperate to try and find some fun “content” to help me destress and relax after a long day. Still, nothing has really been what I’ve been looking for, leading me to skimming through Hubby’s secret porn collection again. As mentioned in a prior post about my discovery of Hubby’s porn stash, which has numerous videos involving people from our past, the videos I’ve seemed to gravitate around this time are the ones involving Hubby and my former best friend from back when I lived in Australia. There are three videos in the super secret folder, one with them in her room, where she and I had numerous sleepovers. Then two videos in a hotel room that seemed to be from the same night.

Fucking My Best Friend’s Dad

My family moved from California to Texas four years ago, during the summer before my freshman year. Entering high school was going to be hard enough, but to do it in a completely different town, a completely different state, I wasn’t so sure. Amanda made it easy. I met Amanda the day after we moved in. July, in Texas, is hot; the sun lives here, I swear. The doorbell rang, I opened the door, and there she was. Amanda. Wearing shorter shorts than we wear in Cali, a skimpy little tank top that halfway covered her bikini top. She was 14, same age as me. That afternoon she would become my first friend in my new home.

Freshman year breezed by, thanks to Amanda. We played together, studied together, talked about boys together. Our bodies became more developed, filling out our bikinis a bit more nicely. We were both on the volleyball team, skipping cheerleader tryouts, at least for freshman year. Sophomore year was more of the same. Amanda talked me into trying out for cheerleader. We both made it! More studying together and talking about boys, and practicing our cheers. My first kiss, my first real kiss, was with her. It wasn’t a lesbian type kiss or anything. Neither of us had ever kissed a boy, and Amanda had a huge crush on this guy, I don’t remember his name, but he asked her to Spring Fling. She was freaking out.

I (38f now 22 during the story) had a threesome video leaked online in 2006. Here’s what happened [mfm]

Bit of background, I’ve been with my husband since i was 18 and pretty much straight away he told me he wanted to share me, first online on Msn and Yahoo and then it progressed to physically being shared.

I’m 38 now but back in 2006 when I was 22 I had a threesome with two of my boyfriends (now husband) friends and we filmed it as a present for my boyfriends 25th birthday. Unfortunately it was stolen during a break in and was then leaked online. Heres what happened.

I’d had this idea that for my boyfriends birthday I wanted to make him a video. I asked two of his friends, Jay and Gaz, who I had slept with before if they would be up for it and they said yes. I wanted this to be an all night session where I stayed over at one of their houses and they just used me whenever they wanted. Jay had a Sony handycam (makes me sound old) which could record hours of stuff so I knew we’d get a lot of stuff for him.

Indian housewife makes some side money (Part 1) [F38][Indian] [Housewife] [Webcam]

Rishika had gotten married at the relatively young age of 20. The south indian housewife was coaxed by her family to be wedded to a man 10 years older than her age as he was successful and had promised to take care of her whole family if they were wedded. She had little say in the matter and was married off giving her no chance to finish her university studies. “Why would you want to pursue education when he’s going to be taking care of you financially” said the mother.

Stories like these are common in India and it still happens today. She wasn’t too fond of him and they were never really made for each other. Nevertheless, Rishika tried to be a good wife to her husband. She’d cook, clean, and take care of homely affairs. She would try to be a good wife in bed as well, however she neve got back the same pleasures that she gave her husband.

My Wife Hired a Sex Therapist, Part 5 (MF, genuine sex advice, BDSM, drama, funny, beg for creampie)

Thanks for all the likes! This installment has the biggest twist of them all so far. They’re going to be even bigger twists in later parts, so make sure to subscribe.

Tyler’s wife, Cammie, had hired a sex therapist for him after it seemed that he was losing his sexual allure. Previously, they had a polyamorous relationship with Anna, but Anna’s new Costa Rican husband was dominating Anna’s attention. Even Cammie was fucking him. Apparently, Cammie didn’t realize that the therapist, Jenny, liked to have actual, real-life, I’m-not-kidding, creampie sex with her clients as part of the “treatments”. Amazingly, the therapy was working and Tyler’s sex life with Cammie was improving. However, Tyler had become regretful for going along with the sex sessions with Jenny without Cammie knowing the truth. He decided to cancel the sessions and ask Jenny for a refund.

I arrived at Jenny’s home office. As usual, she was wearing professional business attire–a cardigan sweater with a button-up shirt and a knee-length, pleated skirt. We hugged, but this time I pushed away from her before she did.

We sat down in our places immediately. “Jenny, I need to talk to you…”

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 4b – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Spanking] [Plot heavy]

*Continuing from part a*

**Barry didn’t ask me again and dragged me and Molly to the empty billiard room she locked up. She jumped on the table, legs wide apart.**

**”Pray tell me,” she said. “What is the name of the erotic comic book by Jean-Pierre Gibrat and Francis Leroi which is the adaptation of a famous story for children?” Some possibilities appeared in front of her legs. I didn´t need much time so I just pushed the “Pi-nocchia”. Anthony showed me it two or three times when he made me kneel in the corner and wanted to walk in on me in the reading of page that would make me wet.**

**Molly took the right answer as a cue in her secret mafia hideout. She sang a wordless ode, and made her legs flexible but arms even more so. She touched Barry´s arms, slightly, unmoving otherwise but with her eyes that were supposedly telling the guy in the room that she has a much, much bigger erotic fantasy than he does. She moved further and caressed lines of the trousers on her butt, then started to remove her top. She folded it in the half first, so I could see that for her slim figure she possesses unexpectedly full breasts, though this made me jealous of the virtual character, not aroused.**

[F] A Non-Exhaustive (but Pretty Hot List) of What Bulls Get, and Hubs Doesn’t

I’m a 38 year old wife, mother of three, living in middle-America. A real woman. I could be your neighbor. You’d never know, which is kind of the point. We have no clue what happens behind closed doors, up and down our street. I had a fairly popular (NoFans) Reddit account, where my husband and I shared the hot moments and sexy pics, but when you focus on the lifestyle and kink, you don’t get the full picture.

These are my stories.

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**A Non-Exhaustive (but Pretty Hot List) of What Bulls Get, and Hubs Doesn’t**

This post contains tough truths, and while it’s hot (it sure turns me on), it comes with realities and emotions that a couple in the lifestyle has to deal with. When my husband is horny, he LOVES that this list exists and that there are things only my bulls get, and only they can do for me.

On the flip side, when he sighs that deep post orgasm breath and then has to sit in the post-nut clarity of truth, some of these really hurt. It would really gut him to find out about the 3 on this list he doesn’t know about.

The Hotel Maid

I travel for work, a lot. One thing you learn about hotels is maids don’t give a damn about that do not disturb sign. Normally, I lock my door with the deadbolt.

Last night had been very late. I stayed up pretty late watching porn and masterbating. This morning I had just started to wake up and of course I had a great erection. Not one to let that go to waste, I popped in my earbuds and turned on some more porn.

I was watching a woman, in self bondage, cumming to a vibe controlled by someone on the internet. Her moaning and writhing was about to put me over the top.

Just then, the maid had walked in. I guess I had forgotten to lock the door and with my earbuds in I didn’t hear her knock. She was very young and Asian. Maybe 20? When I looked at her and she stood there with a horrified look on her face, it was to late to stop it and I came all over myself.

She looked at the cum, then she looked me in the eye and said “You need a wash cloth.”

My [MM] first time 40ish feeling another man’s cock…

With all the stories I’ve written, I haven’t written about my first time feeling another man’s cock.

Now as I think back I can’t believe that it’s been nearly 20 years since I truly crossed that line. Oh how I wanted to so many times but taboo at the time (yes, just a short 20 years ago) my fear of someone finding out, and the personal “stuff” that we put ourselves through. If I touch another man’s cock sexually does that make me bi, gay, or just a horny guy who’s curious. I know from discussions with other men that many of us have struggled with this.

Even before the everyday use of the internet I’d read the M4M personal ads in the Sunday paper and the underground newspapers. I’d typically do this very early in the morning or late at night once my wife was asleep. The mainstream Sunday paper would always be much tamer than the underground tabloids. I’d sit there in the chair with an old movie playing on the TV, reading the ads and stroking my cock under my jogging pants. The way the chair was situated, if I didn’t hear my wife get up, I was able to see her before she’d see me playing with myself, fantasizing about sucking cock. I can’t tell you how many fist fulls of cum I had from just reading and fantasizing.