[MMF] I got wanked off at the same time as a mate while our cocks touched.

It was some time ago when I shared a flat with girl (Jenny) from work. We were never a couple but we did have the odd bit of fooling around.

On this occasion we had had a few friends over and had a fair bit to drink. Most had left and it was just us two and a male friend of mine, Jason. We were playing truth or dare and after several rounds Jenny was down to her knickers, Jason down to his pants and socks and I was naked.

The next dare from Jenny was for me and Jason to cross swords. Bare in mind this was the early 90s so sexuality was very repressed and this was a major dare for both of us although I was very keen to do it.

After a lot of laughs and nervous banter, Jason finally dropped his pants and got his cock out. He was bigger than me both in length and girth. We were both soft but I could feel my cock getting a mild chub on.

Surprise erotic couples massage [Group] [FM]

**[Bi] [30s/40s] [Choking] [Massage] [Creampie]**

It’s nearly 2pm, I’m on time for once. Barely. I quickly step out of the car, adjusting my dress hurriedly. Is he here already? A quick scan of the overfull carpark and I can’t see him. The sun overhead is blinding, already baking me with summer in full swing. I make my way up the hill to the front of the massage parlour, coming to rest against the rough brick exterior to wait for him.

It’s far too humid and I’m too worked up. Even in my light sundress and thong I’m starting to sweat. The slight breeze isn’t enough to cool my bare skin and I shift uncomfortably. Is it just the heat? The anticipation of seeing him again, lying near naked and just out of reach? I’m anxious, full of desire.

The last two weeks I’d been on edge, nothing able to fully satisfy me. My mind runs wild, remembering what set this off. Him, pressing me up against my car in a basement carpark. His hand tangled in my long hair, grasping the back of my neck as he growled into my ear. Telling me – ordering me – that my pussy was for his tongue alone.

[mf] [m] was a stud for a couple last year. She ended up pregnant and he’s raising my baby.

I’ll try and be brief. I’m a 43 year old man from the US, and i moved to Colombia about 6 years ago.

When I moved here I went crazy partying, dancing and having sex with random ladies. While in the US, I was the third/bull/stud for various couples. Even though the sex with exotic Colombian girl was great, I missed the threesome dynamic.

To cure this I went to a swingers club with a female friend and after a few times I met a couple I really liked. It seemed to all fit perfectly. We exchanged info and went on a date. Everything was better than I thought it could. We set up a date for a week later and they came over to my apartment. I cooked a lasagna and it was a utter hit.

He wanted to sit on a chair and watch us. Her and I made I out and he kind of was a defacto director. He told us what he wanted us to do. It was perfect, because there was no pressure on her or I.

EST: The Case of the Moana Lisa Chapter 14 Interpol Part 2 of 2 (MF FF Anal Rough/Forceful)

“Are you sure this is The Orgasm” cocking my head while I asked. “Because The Orgasm is on boobtube right now and it looks very real” staring at the carrot top with a definite unruly look about my face. “How can I be sure that this is the authentic Orgasm and not a fake? How can I put my life on the line for some schmuck like you when I am looking at the Orgasm on the boobtube? Uh, Uhh!” Taking a second to recompose myself and bat away all of my little bunnies that sit at my feet.
“I want to know how you, the world’s greatest art thief can cum in here and brag that you have the Orgasm when me and the rest of the world are looking at it right here on the boobtube. Brian, yeah, Brian. Cum over here and take a look at this fraudulent piece of art” smacking Moana Lisa’s face while I relive her of this sacred load that she is carrying. “So what I am getting is that this is the original and that which I see on the boobtube is a forgery. The same one that is posted in the Climax City Museum of Cultural Art. Mmm, the same one that my spy has authenticated the artist signature! And now you want me to believe that this, what What Brian. That this is the real deal!”

EST: The Case of the Moana Lisa Chapter 14 Interpol Part 1 of 2 (MF FF Anal Rough/Forceful)

Giving the detective one last glare before addressing the gathered press. “Thank you for cuming” I, Lt. Commander La’roux began. So far the gathering of press agents was silent which made this next part so hard. “Corpus Christi police at the request from Climax City police have entered into a joint operation together. This operation is to bring down the active art thievery ring known as W.”
Bowing my head for the innate of the Climax City police department and their need to trust an outsider instead of giving this to one of their own. “Thanks in no part to our forensic lab and the lone efforts of Lt. Iona Yu for possessing each and every piece of evidence that helped bring down the thieves.” Have you ever got the feeling of throttling a playmate. I mean leaping over your desk, taking that smug bastard throat in your hands and squeezing till it is no more. “Detective Von Horn answered that call” I cannot believe that I am about to praise this fucking jerk. Closing my eyes, counting back from ten before continuing.
“Thank.. y…o..u Detective Von Horn for putting your life on the line for Climax City.” So disgusted with this filth that was cuming out of my mouth. I needed a break! “Any questions?” Knowing that I could stand back from the podium and silently retch.

Just one porn about her

Just once in porn, I want to see it be about her. Here’s my though: standard setup, attractive couple, man and woman. It starts with kissing, slowly undressing, and teasing. She kisses his neck, down his torso, his hip, down his thigh to swing back up, finally taking his cock into her mouth. After a few times down the shaft, she says, “It’s wet enough, slide it in.”

She lies on her back, spreads her pussy, showing how ready she is. As he enters, she slips her fingers in his mouth. As he starts pounding, he tells her how great she tastes, that he’s getting close already. She smiles politely as he pulls out and sprays on her belly, then cuddles up with his head on her shoulder. Quick, but standard, right?

As he gets soft, she takes over. Grabbing a nearby towel, she wipes the cum off and says, “My turn.” The words slowly permeate his post-orgasm haze, and before he knows it she’s straddling his face. At first he doesn’t know what to do, so she grabs him by the hair and lifts his head to her lips. “Lick!”

I went to a swingers meetup with my boyfriend and fucking loved it [27F]

So like the title says, my boyfriend and I went to a swingers party about 6 months ago and it was a stupid idea. It was his idea and I wasn’t super into the idea when he suggested it but he kind of wore me down.

I don’t know where he found it, but we drove about 30 minutes to someone’s house who was hosting it. We were one of 10 couples there and we were the youngest people by probably 6-8 years. I think the oldest people there were in their early 50s maybe. Everyone was reasonably attractive but I noticed a lot of the men had their eyes all over me and a lot of the women had their eyes on my boyfriend. Like I said, everyone was reasonably attractive but I think we were the most attractive people there.

It was kind of awkward being there since the idea of what the point of being there was always weighing on my mind, and seeing the way some of the women were looking at my boyfriend was weird. We kind of just all mingled for a couple hours before the host started explaining what we were going to do.

My bf is an asshole, so I [F22] fuck his kind friend [M25] like a whore. [Cheating]

My boyfriend Don got lucky with me. I was curious and wanted to see for myself if things were true with him. His parents are stupidly well off and he’s not bad looking, works out the mirror muscles too much and skips leg day and basically only talks to chicks that he’s attracted to. Yeah Don, I fucking know you do it. I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if he’s been fucking behind my back too but I honestly didn’t care, or wouldn’t if he didn’t talk shit about cheating all the time. But I digress. Enough about him for now.

Call me Jess and I have to say I know I’m a work of art. I hit hit the gym, where I met Don, every other day and really go for a look. I dye my hair blond and try to keep things simple. I was a bit of a tomboy growing up so being fit was always more important to me than getting dressed up.

But that doesn’t mean I can’t rock a mean dress.

Chastity B-Day Pt 3

Now as I mentioned before I do wear skirts at home because I find them more comfortable than pants while in chastity. Which actually means I own more skirts than jeans since I work from home. I had never considered being completed dressed feminine. You know the saying happy wife-happy life, besides I wanted to know where all this was going. In all these many years I had never seen this side of my wife.

My biggest concern was how to put on pantyhose without ripping them to shreds, I must admit at first I tried to put the bra on first then hook it in the back until I remembered how my wife put hers on. Also the falsies kept falling out until I realized that’s what the medical adhesive was for. Oh yes I tried to just take the wig off the styrofoam head a couple times then just held the base and yanked, pins went flying all over the place. I have to admit when done and I looked in the mirror my thought was I get why women like to dress this way as it looks better than the standard white, black and brown us men tend to wear.

Kabedon [F4M/Mf] [18+] [Male Pleasure Dom] [Female Sub] [Intense] [Seduction] [Sensual] [Sexual Tensity] [Arousal] [Teasing] [Longing] [Touching] [Heightened Senses]

You pull up into the driveway as we both exit the car and head to the front door. I swing my cross body bag over my shoulder and open it to retrieve the house keys as you follow behind me. I stand there as I insert the key into the lock as you smack my ass and grab it, while your other hand slowly runs up my thigh and lifts my flowy dress shorts exposing my ass cheek. You get closer to me as you close the gap between you and I as I am still fiddling with the locks on the doors.

You press your chest against my back, as you move your hips closer to my ass. I can feel your cock in your pants as press him into my ass. Both your hands now run up on either side of my thighs lifting the material of my shorts exposing the bare skin on my ass. You lower your head to my neck and inhale deeply the floral scent of my lingering perfume, as you breathe out you let a deep growling moan escape as you kiss my neck. I close my eyes trying to contain myself as I manage to open the front door to let us in.