By J.K. Jones
Tag: Porn
[MF] Getting even even with my ex: Part 2
Sud was dripping like a faucet. The denial, the manhandling, the rough behaviour and the long sex drought had really turned her on. Her ass was perfect. It was curvy and big. I wanted to split it open with my cock. My dick stretched her unused pussy and she let out a whimper and then quickly quietened herself with her palm. I smacked her ass upon noticing that. She let out a wince and moan.
Me:When you are with me, you will moan like a bitch. Don’t dare quieten yourself. Do you understand?
Sud:umm ummm ummmmmm unnnffff
Her moans are matching my strokes.
Smack! Another slap on her ass. I was letting loose on that booty. It was enticing to watch it jiggle as the slap would land on it. I was beginning to enjoy being rough on Sud. Her body kind of drove the desire into top gear. I couldn’t fathom how her husband could be cold to her. This woman was built to be fucked rough.
Me:Do you understand?
Sud:Oh yes, oh yes.. ohhhh
Losing My Virginity in the Game Room, Part 2 [MF]
This is the second part of my story about losing my virginity. For the first part, go here:
Losing My Virginity in the Game Room [MF] from gonewildstories
After we fucked on the sofa, or I should say after Lori fucked me on the sofa, something was different. This will sound cliche, but I felt like a man. I think Lori sensed what this occasion represented for me, and she had become very warm and affectionate. She was almost nurturing.
We had gathered about 20 blankets and a bunch of pillows, and lied down together bundled under all of it. We were lying on our sides, face to face, giggling, kissing, and just enjoying the connection. I remember thinking that I must have been dreaming, I was lying so close to Lori, with her tan, lean, athletic body, that our noses were almost touching. And once in awhile I could feel my penis brush against her bush, and I was just in awe as my hand roamed up and down her backside.
I was only 19 at this time, and it didn’t take long at all before I was hard again. Of course Lori noticed this too, and began stroking me and ticking the head, lightly running her finger in circles around my crown.
Watching my Wife with Another [MF]. Hot!!
Occasionally, my wife goes out of town for work. This was one of those times. She leaves me, for usually 4-5 days, all alone. On this particular occasion, it would be closer to two weeks. And this time, something happened, something strange, something new, and something…well…you’ll have to see for yourself.
On day ten of this particular trip, she texted me that she was going out with a group of colleagues. Of course she asked if it was okay, and of course I said yes. We trust each other completely. There’s never been a reason not to. Our sex is always hot, a bit kinky at times, and plentiful. So go! Have a good time with your people.
A few hours later, I was feeling a bit…shall we say…frisky. I have a toy, actually, I have more than a few. This one wraps around my penis, and with just the right amount of lube, it feels OH SO GOOD. I was getting myself a bit worked up, I mean it had been ten days since my last sexual encounter, and I needed something wet, something more than my hand. This would be perfect. Right around the time I was getting super aroused, but not yet playing with myself, my phone chimed. It was my wife.
[MF] Getting even with my ex: Part 1
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-But this is dirty, how do I…? How can you ask….?
-Lick it. Lick it well.
-But this is….. I can’t imagine…
-Do it
-This is…
-Shhhhhh
-I can’t….
Thwack! A firm but gentle slap rang across Sud’s left cheek as I looked her in the eye and signalled she’s not going anywhere until she does it.
Her beautiful face had drool and precum all over it. Mascara ran upwards towards her scalp. Lipstick was smeared. The red faded into a pink. Her hair was sticky with dried spit. She had a look which expressed a bit of fear, a bit of eagerness and a lot of confusion.
I held her head firmly and guided it between my legs. She closed her eyes, tight shut and dived into her new place of work. Very tentative and measured licks commenced. I let her do it for few minutes.
Very unkindly, I pulled her up by her hair. I flicked her left cheek with my finger in a stinging manner. She was taken aback. I moved very close to her face.
[MFM] My buddy and I shared my wife.
So this happened over the summer. A friend of mine (M27) that I had served with in the military was visiting us from Illinois and was looking for a job in the city nearest us. I (M25) had offered him our spare bedroom and picked him up from the airport.
Now, for clarification, I’ve always had this fantasy of one day sharing my wife (F26) with somebody. It’s a fantasy she knew well at the time. We would talk about it during sex, but for a while, it was just a fantasy and nothing more.
Now my wife is a true beauty. She’s a latina, 5’5, light brown eyes and long black hair that goes halfway down her back. She’s got a nice fat ass with wide hips, but smaller boobs. Fine by me!
When my friend arrived, we had a few drinks and immediately could tell that he was gawking at my wife when she walked by. When she had gone to sleep, he asked how I scored a dime like that. A few more drinks in, he admitted that he found her to be pretty smokin’ and mentioned that he wouldn’t mind a few minutes with her had he had a chance with her. This intrigued me.
Birthday Boy
My buddies want to take me out for my 30th birthday. I normally don’t go out, I’m much more of a homebody than other people in my social circle. They say they’ll buy me drinks all night, and have been begging to take me out for the past couple weeks. ”C’mon man, it’s your 30th birthday! You never go out with us. Let’s get fucked up!” they said. I couldn’t say no, although my plan was to let them all get shitfaced and slip out early.
We live in a small college city, so the bars are usually filled with a younger crowd. Maybe I’ll get lucky tonight and go home with a pretty college girl. That would certainly top my birthday off in a delightful way. I’m not the most suave guy, but I’m no Quasimodo. We get to the first bar of the evening around 9. The scene is good. Not too crowded, but plenty of people enjoying their night. We all take shots to start off, then another, and another. My buddy’s choice of tequila will sure make for an interesting night. The bar a few blocks down has a good birthday wing deal, so we stumble out of the first bar and make our way down the street.
Harem Girl Part One
**Hey Y’all … I’m a beginning writer. I need to practice in all genres, but all I want to do is write erotica. Just some ideas for stories and shorts, if you like it, let me know, I can write more.**
She woke up.
A bright blast of light from the Arabian sun shone between the blackout curtains. When she got in from the 10 hour flight last night from Frankfurt, she hadn’t put in the effort thought to close them fully.
The phone rang. An Emirati number she did not recognize. Aadam’s name was already in her phone. Could be spam, but she was there working so she felt compelled to answer.
“Hello, it’s Nadja”
“Nadja, It’s Aadam.”
“Hi,” she volunteered. Safe enough as an initial reply. A surge of adrenaline cut through the haze of her jet lagged mind fog. She needed this job, and she liked Aadam, so it was important for her to sound interested, even though she was dead tired.
“Hi Nadja, we have an event for you tonight. An important client from Russia. Can you be at the Park Hyatt on Dubai Creek at 7PM tonight?”
My Loving Mom
“Beverly, Beverly, what has happened to you?”
I was walking past the downstairs bathroom when I heard those words. The door was open a few inches, and I could see my mother’s reflection in the mirror when I looked inside. I wasn’t trying to peep, but it happened that way.
Mom was wearing a tight sports bra and nylon shorts—workout clothes—that she spent more time wearing than working out in. The bra supported her large breasts without hiding her cleavage, and it left her abdomen bare down to her waistline. Mom wasn’t heavy, but for the last few years she was picking up a pound here, and a pound there and they weren’t going away.
The extra weight was evident in some of the clothes she wore, like her shorts. I noticed they fit tighter than they had a year ago, and I saw the way the fabric dug into the cleft between her thighs. I wouldn’t have been aware of this if Dad hadn’t pointed it out one night as a joke, but now my mother’s thick, meaty camel toe was something to look forward to during her “workout” time.
The best blowjob I ever received [FM]
I have a number of stories I’d like to share of my past. I’m in my early-30s now, and my sex life has toned down quite a bit from what it used to be. But I relive these experiences and am turned on by sharing them. This is the first of what I hope to be many enjoyable-to-all experiences from my college years (and a little beyond).
I met Jenna at a worship service. I was debating whether to go at all as I was feeling more and more distanced from my faith, but I finally put on my shirt and tie and made the trip to the campus service. I reached the front walkway simultaneously with two very attractive young ladies. One blushed and giggled, the other made eye contact and said “Hi.” I felt instant chemistry. She was wearing a white blouse and knee-length skirt, with waist-long frizzy blonde hair pulled into a braid, and bright red lipstick. I’m usually not into red lipstick, but it looked stunning on her. It brought out her full lips, and all I could think about was what it would be like to kiss them. Her blue eyes popped on this unusually sunny day. I held the door for them and introduced myself.