Fuck in public [MF] Exciting and thrilling

So this event happened about 3 months ago after I fetch my gf at her friend house.

It was a month already without penetration and it is exActly at her safe days. Trust me I knew her calendar days.

So I went to fetch her then we decide to walk. It was already 10 pm that day and the stars at the sky were clearly visible. Trust me at our city, it’s always foggy and there were only low chances that you’ll see the sky clear every night.

We walked going to their house but then my gf suddenly show interest in fucking like holding my dick all of a sudden or kissing my ears all of a sudden. I was shocked and of course would want to continue it at their house but her parents were around.

I said “You’re horny right now?”
She said “I want it in now”
I was like “really?, fuck let head to a close hotel” since I just withdrawed my allowance that time for college so sparing some money and budgeting it in school days might not be that hard.

The Housesitter – pt 1(mf) (oral) (teasing)

I’d been housing sitting for the Rogers for a few years, they’d been my neighbors for about 2 years when they asked me to keep an eye on their house while they went on vacation then as the years passed and they got pets they asked me to feed them and tidy up a little whenever their son dropped by, which wasn’t often he was 19 and generally stayed at whichever girlfriends house he had that week.

He was nice enough, respectful if I was there when he was, he’d crack a few jokes and I’d go on my merry way. My feelings towards him started to develop 4 months ago, I’d gone round to feed the rabbit and he’d been walking down the stairs completely naked, even flaccid he was bigger than I’d had. I’d covered my eyes and shouted an I’m sorry with a nervous laugh. He’d jogged back upstairs and came down 5 minutes later fully dressed, we’d laughed it off and I thought that was the end of it, but as I lay in bed that night my nipples had hardened remembering it. At the age of 29 I was masturbating at the thought of a guy 10 years my junior. My friends son even.

She want his Father instead PART TWO (mf) (PIV) (Panal) (voyeurism)

He wasn’t going to fuck me tonight? Why the hell not, I know he wanted to he was that hard he could use it as a hammer. He moved back to the doorway as I sat down on the stool, Steve walked through the door, a look of concern on his face. “Are you okay? I heard you scream.” My pussy was still pulsing from my orgasm.

“Really? You heard a scream through your head set?” I cocked an eyebrow up at him. He blushed slightly until he saw his Dad in the other doorway.

“We were discussing food.” His father’s gruff voice sent tingles down my spine. Fuck I wanted him. “I was just telling *Mila* that I’d take you both to Lugis Italian Restaurant, she agreed.”

“Yep, something might as well fill me.” I smirked to myself, I stood up and sneakily flashed my bare pussy at his Father then at his son as I passed him. “I’m going to get changed.” I jogged up the stairs and pushed the door into his room, by the time I was naked in front of my suitcase I felt Steves hand on my shoulder.

Teen Becomes A Sissy part 1 [Fantasy] [Sissy] [Gay] [Teenager]

This is back in the 70’s, I was probably 12 or 13 and with my school friend Carl we used to ride back to school in the evenings (3 or 4 miles away) to go swimming at the sports centre. I remember we were getting changed in the cubicles when Carl called out to me to look. What? I thought, and climbed onto the bench to look into his cubicle.

He was stood there naked and with his huge (even at that age) rock hard cock in his hand, stroking it. I just said something silly and got back down and carried on getting dressed while he laughed. Obviously we were much younger, but if his cock was on a full sized adult I would reckon it was a serious 8 1/2 inches at least and thick. And of course at that age cocks are as hard a steel (i miss those days). Nothing was said about it, it was no big deal.

Zarina’s secret pleasures [MF] [creampie] [older woman] [virginity] [long]

Zarina was a 32 year old woman. Though lined, her face was ethereal and she was amazingly beautiful and curvy. She had a two year old son and her husband Mazhar loved her. Or so it seemed.

Zarina was forcibly married to Mazhar when she was about twenty five. Mazhar was plump and had already gone bald. For the first few years, Zarina wouldn’t let him touch her, she found him way too old and weird. When it came to conceiving their son, Zarina had tried having sex with her husband but Mazhar simply laid on his back and climaxed within a minute and didn’t even have an erection the whole time; for Zarina, it was the worst sex of her life.

Mazhar wanted another kid, and this time, Zarina was determined not to have a child with him, but her mother in law kept pestering her to have another child. She had to concede to her demands somehow.

Antony was Zarina’s neighbor. He was a 17 year old boy, athletic and slim, though not that tall. His mother was Zarina’s friend. Antony was passionate about music and was skilled at audio production. Antony wasn’t good with girls in general; though he knew what was what, he was a virgin.

Max and Rebecca: lesbian first time [FF, lesbian, first time, erotic, fingering, oral sex]

*The club*

‘Come on, Maxine!’ Said Rebecca, smiling. She tugged on Max’s hand, the bracelets on her wrist clanking as she dragged Max inside the club.

‘I dunno,’ said Max, pushing a thick ringlet behind her ear. ‘Maybe I’ll just head home.’

‘What?’ said Rebecca, who stopped in her tracks and put her hands on her waist and pouted. Her eyes shone in annoyance. ‘You are coming in here. You are going to dance. And you are going to have a good time,’ she said.

‘But Andrew used to take me here,’ Said Max plaintively.

‘Fuck Andrew,’ said Rebecca. ‘He is an asshole for breaking up with you.’ She looked at Max in her off-the-shoulder black dress, her stiletto boots. She laughed. ‘I mean look at you,’ she said. ‘How could anyone in their right mind want to dump that?’

‘You…you think so?’ Said Max, shyly.

‘Of course,’ said Rebecca. ‘I’ll prove it.’ She turned away from Max. ‘‘Hey,’ said yelled, grabbing two guys that were walking past, one in jeans and a shirt, the other on a baseball cap and hoodie. ‘Is my friend hot?’

I [F] had a virgin and shy boy [M] fuck my throat

New staff entered low positions where I work. I started chatting with one man and he was too shy. He told me his name was “Luis” (not his real name) and that he was 19 years old. He is very small, even more short than me, thin, and an adorable child’s face. I talked to him and gave signs of a virgin everywhere. Sometimes he didn’t even look me in the eyes, he doesn’t have a girlfriend, and he’s just clumsy to talk to women. Although sometimes I discovered him watching my ass.

The weekend came and several partners we organized to go to a bar. He didn’t want to go, but I practically begged him a little to convince him.

I decided he wouldn’t dare, so I went straight. He said he had to go to the maximum at 2am for his parents. At 1am I told him to go to my apartment, I just told him, I didn’t ask hehehe. He was visibly confused. I didn’t give him time to react, I took my bag and said goodbye to everyone. He followed me. In the car he asked me a thousand times, why go to my apartment? I just told him to drink a little more.

[MF] Exotic Bluff

Recapping an evening from the summer that brings a smile to this young man’s face, as I start hammering away on this keyboard.

To frame things, I was home for the summer between junior and senior years at a popular state university, living with my parents, working hard to make as much money as possible to offset the cost of school and negate the need for student loans. My parents were kind enough to provide half of the cost of school, so the other half was on me, as it had been for my older sisters. The job I worked with a residential construction company put me behind the wheel of their flatbed delivery truck, working as many hours as I could get in a week, allowing me the luxury to work less during the school year. I was fortunate in that my efforts paid off, and the foremen and crews treated me well. I’d earned their trust the previous summers working as a laborer, and they helped make the hard work enjoyable. I averaged 50 to 55 hours per week, and the overtime pay padded my wallet nicely.

What I saw in the back of my limo #2 [MF]

I was waiting at the airport for a trip downtown. A young couple came racing out hand in hand and flew straight into my open back door. I grabbed my sign and drove away.

They were already making out by the time I dropped the stick to drive. They both seemed about 28. He was jocular and she looked athletic. He was in khaki shorts and buttoned shirt and she was in a tightly hugging grey knit tube that went up her neck and left her shoulders bare.

He finally called out an address deep in the west end. I took the opportunity to get a big long look in the rear view. She held his cheek in her hand and licked all over his face. She had long light brown hair that flew all over him. She had a ring on almost every finger, and a tongue ring too, I noticed. I couldn’t see as low as their waists.

I confirmed the address he gave me.

“Yep,” he said in a rush. He flicked the switch back and forth trying to close the window barrier between us. I explained that it was broken, my apologies.

Blindfold Girl [MF]

It was early 2016 and I had come across an interesting woman on OK Cupid. While she wasn’t overtly sexual in her profile, she had some interesting keywords: rediscovering herself, enjoying new empowering life directions, stuff like that. I’ve learned that women who are re-finding their empowerment often have a sexual side to it and that they are frequently a good match for me.

I sent her a nice note and she responded in kind. She was witty and smart, a good combination. And the (one) picture I had seen of her (face) on OK Cupid was attractive. I was definitely interested. After messaging a bit, it seemed she was as well. We arranged to have a date on Tuesday the following week. A glass of wine at a place not far from her apartment. Both of us knew if that went well we would likely proceed back to her place.

While I maintain an OK Cupid profile and have met my share of women there, the nature of my wife’s and my marriage is not known to friends and family. So I try to keep it somewhat discrete. Part of that discretion is a lack of imagery on my profile. I have a single picture that’s a zoom-in on my right eye. So if a woman wants to see what I look like after we match we have to do a picture exchange. It’s become the modus operandi.