[M]y Only Threesome and Porno

When I was in my late 20s, I replied to a CL post by a couple looking for a man to make content with. We exchanged a few messages and arranged for me to meet them at their house.
When I arrived, he was super friendly and offered to make me a drink. She was wearing a bathrobe but had a gymnast figure… 4’10, 110lbs, jet black hair, very pretty blue eyes, fair skin, and a firm ass.
We talked about fantasy interests and since we felt comfortable and attracted, they asked to film an MFM porno with me. I agreed so long as my face was blurred and so we actually typed up and signed a privacy agreement and then headed downstairs.

We were drinking vodka, and then he cranked dance music. She then started to strip for us, unrobing, teasingly removing her lingerie, dancing back and forth between us as we both got turned on. She dipped her ass in front of me and rubbed my cock as he started kissing her from the front.

My friend’s daughter turned 18 [M/F]

I was scrolling through Instagram late Monday night, liking occasional posts, watching a few videos and preparing to go to sleep. That’s when I saw Vinny’s post. He was wishing his daughter Jennifer, a happy 18th birthday. I liked the post but ignored the essay he had written, presumably saying how proud he is of her and all she has accomplished. I would have thought nothing of it until I accidentally tapped the image again, revealing Jennifer’s account.

Don’t do it, just ignore it, don’t be a creep! My dick won over my brain and I tapped again to her account. My eyes must have doubled in size and my dick certainly tripled at least. I tapped the most recent image. I gawked and stared at an image of a laughing 18-year old Jennifer standing on the beach with one hand in the air and the other on her hips, her right leg bent halfway. Her dirty blond hair shined like the crystal clear blue water behind her, but it was the C cup tits nearly popping out of her pale pink bikini top that my eyes couldn’t resist.

A Loving Cuck [MF, M][35+]

You arrive home from work to find me sitting on your couch wearing your bathrobe. Your wife comes into the room with a tray of 3 drinks. She is wearing her sexiest bra and panties set, thigh-high stockings, and 6 inch heels.

She approaches you and hands you a drink.

“I invited Jeff over to play, I knew you wouldn’t mind. Have a seat, my husband” she says, pointing to the armchair facing the couch I’m sitting on.

She hands me a drink, takes the third and sets down the tray. She sits on my lap and puts her arm around my shoulders. She turns to face you.

“My dear hubby, you have awoken the slut inside me when you had me suck Jeff’s beautiful cock last week. I haven’t been thinking of anything else and I knew I had to see him again. We did get changed, but I promise, we didn’t do anything, yet. We were waiting for you.”

She turns back to me and we begin to kiss.

[M/MF] The joys of delivering pizza [Part 4] [18]

It’s another Friday night, and the deliveries have been flying out the door at record speed.
At this rate, I’ll need to refill my gas tank a second time in two days.

The time is eleven forty, and I had only two more deliveries left on my run.
The second to last was to a nice older lady, who tipped me ten dollars for her food.
The next one was only three blocks away, and in a gated community.
Driving up to the closed gate, the guard called ahead to alert the home owners that I was on my way.
The house wasn’t large, in fact it was rather modest in size.

Ringing the doorbell, the man who opened the door was a rather handsome man somewhere in his forties, if I had to guess.
While I stood in the front room waiting for him to count out the cash, I kept hearing moaning from the room around the corner.
As he stood there he told whoever was in the other room that she was making far to much noise.
His rejoinder didn’t seem to have any effect on the other person.
In fact the sound level increased three fold.

Roscoe Forthright. Small Confessions

**Small Confessions**

In addition to my three main lovers, the young wives of other men, I enjoy kissing the mouths of minor porn stars. Heterosexual and bisexual females, under 35 years old, without mental health issues. If they have taken care of themselves, and run their short careers (15 years max) with some intelligence, they are doing OK, physically and mentally healthy with money in the bank.

I enjoy kissing them, because I have seen a few of their videos, and can easily imagine others, with their happy mouths full of cock, with massive semen spurts on their faces and on their outstretched tongues. I have seen big cocks, a wide variety of shapes and colors pumping my minor porn stars in the ass, and pounding their vaginae. Sometimes my girls take on two, three and four cocks at a time! A cumfest. I kiss the mouths of girls who made those boys come, and made all the voyeurs, all the viewers of their porn come and come and come. I kiss the mouths of minor porn stars with gratitude, intense pleasure and humility. The few smart ones are philosophical about sucking cock.

[F] A tale of my first experience with deep throat

So I (43F) met this super hot guy online in my city and we flirted for a few days via text and video chat. He told me he loved deep throat porn and asked if I could do it. I honestly have never really tried (or been asked to) but have been giving enthusiastic blowjobs for years. I was open to the challenge and invited him over to ‘practice’. Turns out he is pretty well endowed and I was a bit intimidated.

At first I gagged a few times but he went slow. I kept going after it and trying to relax my throat. Eventually I got the hang of it and really started to do well! He starting recording on his phone, and really got into it. He was rock hard, and he was so turned on by the noises I made from my throat. He kept commenting on how hot and sexy the gagging noises were.

Eventually he finished on my chest, and he offered to get me off. He turned on the video he just recorded and was completely fixated on it, could not focus on me hardly at all. The video was playing the whole time while he distractedly serviced me to completion.

The Slave Contract, Part Two (Slave) (Freeuse) (Contract) (Toys) (All characters 20+)

One month ago, Lynna had sold herself to her flatmates.

It had been a logical choice; she’d just lost her job as a secretary and the rent was due. There were five of them there, three guys and two girls including herself. When she had admitted that she was not able to pay her share of it, one of those guys – a small man named Trevor – had suggested a form of alternative payment.

Despite her shock, Lynna had found herself intrigued. She’d never been a conservative woman when it came to sex. The idea of being used in this way was very interesting to her. And the others agreed that they would cover her rent. Actually, they would cover it even if she didn’t agree. But Trevor was the most wealthy one and he had agreed to cover half of it on his own if she did. Her roommates were her friends and she didn’t want to be a bother to them if she could avoid it. The logical choice was to simply agree and-

No.

The Lei before the Min [WMAF][Interracial][Drugs][Manipulation][Domination][Teacher][MILF]

All characters described in this story are 18 years old or older and this is entirely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real life people are purely coincidental and unrelated.

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Forty out of a hundred, another bummer, at least that’s how Marty’s dad would see it. First biology, then English, now math too. One consecutive blunder after another. At this point Marty was considering completely dropping out and taking up that offer his friend Dylan mentioned about opening a souvenir shop in a beach plot he inherited from his uncle on Chocktaw lake. They lived nearby in London, Ohio, would’ve made things easier staying at home for a few years and piling up some cash to move out. That’s all I’m good for, he thought, selling souvenirs and t-shirts. Gone were the days of idle daydreaming about being an astronaut, an archeologist, a fireman, hell even spider man. As reality slowly set in and his skills surfaced, or lack thereof, one by one his dreams were shattering. He wasn’t even thinking about collage or God forbid, uni. With his grades he was lucky enough if he didn’t flunk his senior year.

The Rules for Fucking your Teacher (30f) [FM]

Role Play. An integral and essential part of sexual life for some, and a horror filled nightmare the likes of which Meatloaf referred to in his song “I would do anything for love, but I won’t do *that*”.

For my part, I absolutely understand the appeal. The opportunity to play a role and feel like somebody else for a while doesn’t present itself very often in life and, for the majority, role play presents the opportunity to enact the kind of fantasies that real life so rarely offers. But I can also very much see the thinking from those for whom the very idea may bring them out in a cold sweat. Because, when it comes down to it, role play requires acting. Not necessarily very good, deep or subtle acting – indeed, usually far from it – but, like most kinks, it’s something you’re either into or you’re not. And if you’re not, it’s a portal to only deep embarrassment, and the sudden and overwhelming desire to become celibate.