[M]E, [M]Y BROTHER AND HIS GIRL[F]RIEND [Part 2] – MFM Consenting adults, Masturbation, Oral, Threesome, Fucking, DP, Bi-curious, Multiple Creampies ***Banned on PornHub WTF :)

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PART 2

***Ha, the audio version of this was [banned on PornHub](https://ibb.co/S7KVqk2)

As we lay gathering our breath, she became a little quiet. I started wondering if we’d just made a big mistake or if, like me, she was just feeling a bit shy and vulnerable. I guess he sensed our hesitance too because he said he thought it would be best if he went to the bedroom and lay down for a while to give us a chance to talk if we wanted to.

When he left the room, she asked how I was feeling, and I managed to say that I just felt a little sensitive. She said she was worried that I regretted it already. When I told her that of course I didn’t, she took a deep breath, like a weight had been lifted. I felt a surge of warmth for her – a desire to calm her, and to make her feel secure in my presence, so I wrapped my arms around her. She responded by angling her face up toward me and attaching to my lips. Our mouths opened slightly, and our tongues touched. The kiss was vulnerable and electric – like putting my tongue on a little nine–volt battery: it made a fizzy feeling in the back of my skull that began running up and down my spine. I held the back of her head as she pushed her tongue deeper into my mouth, and we began kissing forcefully – almost uncomfortably – and we didn’t let up until we could barely breathe and had to break for air.

Back Room Fights 3.2: Abby vs Gus (Mixed MMA) [mf] [Str8]

“Alright everyone, I hope you are excited for our next erotic fight. One of our next fighters is the heaviest combatant we’ve had step into the ring so get ready for a true clash of heavyweights. The fight will take place under MMA rules where the fighters will compete in three minute rounds until one submits or is knocked out cold. The winner will receive a 2,500 dollar win bonus as well as the right to perform any post fight sex act. Now introducing in the blue corner. A newcomer to Back Room Fights, she stands at 5’10’’, weighs an impressive 235lbs, and is a 26 year old artist. Give it up for the big beautiful woman Abby!”

Abby threw off her robe with enthusiasm. Her fair, massive body shining like a beacon in the low light of the bar. Even with her fat she was a shapely woman with wide hips that stretched a hot pink thong across them. Her huge, fat ass was covered in stretch marks and she shook it with glee for the spectators. Abby needed the money from this fight bad and was determined to become a fan favorite. Moving up her pale body, rolls of fat and a flabby belly could be seen below saggy breasts that were bigger than her head. She took one tit in her blue, fingerless MMA gloves and lifted it up to suck on it. The crowd went wild for this slutty display from the blonde woman who continued to suck and slobber on her own breasts.

26[M] The pleasure of perfect self pleasure: A quick guide to excellent masturbation

Many use masturbation as a stress release, because they’re bored, some as a hobby or out of loneliness and longing. These people are miss using and robbing themselves of the intense pleasure of masturbation in its fullest potential.

With a little self control you can elevate your masturbation to an exquisite, over stimulating form of the erotic. Where your heat consumes you and blocks out all sensation except ecstasy. I will tell you how. I can’t speak for the fairer sex, but extrapolate what you can.

Delivering your hot neighbors mail works out for you in the end. [MF] [Oral] [Squirting]

You come home  feeling elated, you got a promotion at work, and made a major breakthrough in a project you had been working on. Nothing could take you down from cloud nine.
As you park your car,  you happen to look up into your neighbors window, as you do you see Jewel, your hot neighbor dancing in her living room.  As luck would have it she’s just in a panties, flannel, and braless. Your heart skips a beat as your cock gets of a rush of blood watching her dance around.
You sigh and turn off the car, you know you’re too shy to go over and talk to her. You get out and walk to check the mail, you notice that some of Jewels mail was delivered to your address.
As you look down at her name on the envelope you feel the same rush from your day, your promotion and success. Chest up you walk up to her door and knock. Your heart racing as you hear her unlock the door and open it.
It was too quick for her to change or make herself presentable, she is holding her flannel closed, but still in her panties, you feel another rush of blood to your cock.
“Can I help you?” She asks, a little sweat lining her brow.
“Ummm, yes, hi, sorry, some of your mail was left at my place…” you extend your hand with her mail and she receives it.
“Yay, bills.” The sarcasm is obvious in her voice, and its incredibly sexy to you. As she looks through it, you risk looking her up and down. Her flannel has kinda fallen open as she isn’t holding it anymore, not enough to really see much though. Your eyes continue down, her panties pink and a little girly, her legs naked except for some grey knee high socks.
“Want a cup of tea?” Jewel asks suddenly, startling you.
“Sure” you say immediately. She motions you inside and makes her way to the kitchen. As she turns around you find out she is in a thong. You bite your lip as her hips swing, following her into the kitchen.
“Green or black?” She asks, tossing the mail on the table.
“Black” you respond.
“No laughing ” she says, and then climbs onto the counter to reach the shelf with the tea. You catch a glimpse of her asshole behind her thong as she puts one knee of the counter to push her up. You don’t laugh but can’t help but smile.
Jewel climbs down and starts the kettle on the stove.
“So…how’s your day been?” You ask, attempting to build a conversation.
“Frustrating. I’m trying to exhaust myself cause I’m so freaking horny I can’t sleep.”
If you would have been sipping tea you would have choked on it by how up front she is. You can tell by the shocked look in her eyes and her hand covering her mouth she is as shocked as you by what came out of her pretty, red mouth.
“I guess I can’t be more embarrassed right now. So the truth is I’m too embarrassed to go out to a bar and meet someone and I’ve never slept with a stranger but I haven’t cum in months and I’m getting desperate”
“You don’t masterbate?”
“I’ve never done it.”
I would love to teach you. You think to yourself. You have more restraint than Jewel does,  or you’re just not as horny.
She starts to look you up and down. You feel a flush in your cheeks and your pants.
You summon your courage and stand up walking to her. You keep eye contact the whole time, everything seems to slow down as you stare into her wide eyes.
“I couldn’t.  I barely know your name.” You step closer to her, you can feel her heat, any closer and her chest would be touching yours.
“Do you want to know my name?” You brush aside one side of her flannel, exposing one of her nipples.
“No” she whispers. You wrap your arms around her, picking her up and placing her tiny body on the counter, kissing her hard, her tongue down your throat.
You take your hands and let them explore her body, her tits heaving with every breath, you can feel how badly she wants it and you. Sliding your hands down you feel how wet her pussy is before you slide her thong to the side and slid your fingers inside. She gasps and as she does you pull out and slide your fingers down her throat, making her taste you. She sucks your fingers hard, so hard it makes your eyes roll back. In time you’ll have her suck your throbbing cock.
You take your fingers out of her mouth and begin massaging her clit. You can feel her as she starts to grind on your fingers, her wet enough for her to slide easily on your fingers.
“Make me cum” she whispers in your ear.
You oblige and slide two fingers inside and feel her immediately squeeze. She’s so tight around your fingers.
“Oh John” she moans in your ear. You start to finger her slow and deep, curling your fingers into her G-Spot as you pull out. It doesn’t take you long before you can feel her begin you climax, you look down to see she is white and creamy.
“Cum” you command and she does instantly. While fingering her you unbuckle your pants and pull out your now hard cock. Its hard to focus with her squeezing and creaming on your fingers, but you manage. Your cock is out and in your hands just as she is about to finish her first orgasm. You don’t let her, and slide your cock in while she’s still coming.
“JOHN” She screams and begins to claw at your back.

I [f]ucked the one that got away, [m]any years later (LONG)

Names and identifying details changed to protect the not so innocent. Good stuff starts at ~*********~

I met Kellan in high school through – suspend your disbelief for just a moment – French club. Oddly enough this was the basis for what remains to this day one of my most intimate friendships. In high school, every emotional experience is technicolor, loud, world-consuming. Baring your soul to your best friend at 16 is all the more vulnerable because you haven’t yet learned all the reasons you need to hide it.

When we started dating we were absolutely smitten. As time went on – you know, the breathless pace of a high school year – I was increasingly frustrated that he wouldn’t mirror our emotional intimacy with the physical. He worshipped my body, let me suck him dry in the darkness of his car in the driveway, but couldn’t get over his Catholic guilt to consummate it with me. We got so close over and over again, and every time I went home dejected and unsatisfied. So, out of frustration and pent-up sexual tension, I fucked his best friend on prom night and that was that, or so I thought.

Weekend Warriors – His Turn (Pt. 1) [M/F BDSM, Oral, Anal, Spanking]

It’s our third annual trip up here; turns and landmarks have become recognizable enough that I don’t have to rely on GPS in my role as navigator. The cabin might only be an hour and a half outside the city but the thick wooded drive and hilly terrain make it feel like it’s a world away. This is exactly what I needed, an entire weekend relaxing in front of a fireplace in various states of undress. I swish the dregs of my latte and down them before giving you a sideways glance. You are going to get it the moment we’re through the door, I decide to myself with a smile. An evil little grin spreads ever wider as I mentally run through the list of ways I’m going to bind and tease you, and submit myself for the same treatment at your hands.

You immediately pick up on the changed atmosphere in the vehicle and your eyes dart between my foxlike grin and the dark highway ahead. Ours is the next turnoff, I point out, and you clear your throat.
“What’s that smile for?” you question, but the wry smirk on your face indicates you know exactly what’s on my mind. You just want to make me say it, you ass.

Getting Used to a foreign New World (Str8, exh, fantasy, freeuse)

Chapter 2: New Home, New Rules

The car entered a suburb. All around Arijit was typical American middle-class family homes. All were two stories, had front and back yards, and had their entire landscaping maintained by busy little active robotic drones.

“American robotic tech is amazing,” Arijit thought as little drones trimmed bushes. Every house had two or three. They could keep pests away, paint, mow, wash, and seal. Almost all manual labor had been automated about two decades ago unleashing a wave of innovation and creativity within the continent. A few houses in, Mr. Cummings pulled the car into a driveway.

Mr. Cummings helped Arijit unload his baggage and carry it in. Walking through the front door Mr. Cummings announced their arrival.

“Hello! Anybody here? We’re home,” he bellowed though no voices returned the call. Inside, Arijit noticed that the foyer was lined with cubbies and shelves. And on the shelves were all types of pants, skirts, shorts, and underwear. Arijit wasn’t comprehending what he was seeing but there was a section of shelving that was empty.

The Housesitter [FFM] [Married Couple] [College Girl] [Teaching] [Orgasms] [Threesome] [Watching] [Happy Ending]

I reach for your hand on the car ride home. “I’m so glad we finally had the chance to get away for a few days,” I sigh contentedly. You lift your hand momentarily from the stick shift to give my fingers a squeeze. “You deserved it babe,” you say softly.

I smile and turn my face out my window to watch the lights pass by. Turning back to you, I blurt out, “Ana is already quite the looker eh?” I suggestively push at your leg, sure that you’ve noticed too. Your brow furrows as you ask “Who?”

I can’t decide to laugh or sigh at your usual obliviousness. “The housesitter!” I cry. “She’s hot! And she definitely has a crush on you bub.” You glance over at me, eyebrows raised above your glasses now. “She does?” you ask in clear shock. I roll my eyes at your expression. “Uhh-yeah,” I respond. “Really I don’t even know why I let you drive her home…wait, no actually I do,” I laugh again, in love with your obliviousness.

“Well, I…I,” you start. I laugh again. “You are too much old man,” I tease, giving your knee another squeeze. “I just…couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she is becoming…”

My Sister Lizzy Part 8 [M18] [F21] [MF] [MM] [FF] [BDSM]

Looking down I could see Lizzy’s pussy wide open and a ton of cum poured out as it began to shrink.

“Holy Christ, that was so good, I don’t think I could do this on a regular basis but “Holy fuck” that was intense.”

As Lizzy rested, Tom managed to stand and stretch, his cock still hard as nails stood proud.

Dave and I were in awe of having watched Tom loose his virginity to the girl we loved.

What was even more amazing was that moments later Lizzy was ready again.
How did we know?

Lizzy spread her legs and asked if Dave and I would fuck her front and back.
That is a request that she didn’t have to ask twice.

Dave laid down on his back, while Lizzy mounted him. As she bent over I lubed up her ass and began the process of working my way past her little ring.

As Dave and I began to create a rhythm, Tom was closely watching the action, his face just inches from the point of our coupling.

Passion

“Shall we head upstairs?” I ask as I stand up. I’m offering an outstretched hand as I look down at you, there’s a playful glint in my eye, a half cocked smirk etched between two rosy cheeks. There’s a teasing hesitation before you relent and take my hand. My smirk breaks out into a full awkward smile as I kiss your hand before leading us down to our bedroom. 

I swing the door shut behind us, the bright living room gives way to the more intimate, dim lit atmosphere of our dark room. I catch up to you and grab your waist, tugging you gently down to the bed with me as we both fall to the soft mattress below. 

My mouth quickly finds yours, kissing your soft lips with a quiet passion. A slow determined pace as I begin to explore your mouth with my tongue, flirtatious flicks between your teeth. I finish our kiss with a tug on your bottom lip before moving my lips across your cheek and to your ear. It’s still a little cold from the frigid outside air, but my warm mouth quickly changes that as I breathe hot air across it. Indulging your desires with a soft moan of pleasure, and indeed I am pleased. Exploring your beautiful body already has me quite aroused.