I’m a mom in my late 30s. All of my kids are now in college, which is really how this whole thing started. I’ve lived kind of a crazy life and I never got a chance to attend myself, so in many ways I’m sort of living the college experience through them. In the past two months alone, I have hooked up with not one, not two, but three of my kids close friends. The first was one of my older son’s best friends. He’s a quiet, academic type who is going to school to be an engineer. I’m not sure if he was a virgin or not prior to us hooking up, but he definitely didn’t seem all that experienced to me. He was at my place playing video games and waiting for my son to get back from row practice when it happened. I brought him a snack and we got to talking, and eventually the subject drifted to girls. He told me has never been that lucky in that department, so being the nice woman I am I offered to lend him a hand…and a few holes…to help with that. We had a quickie in my living room and
It was Spring Break and we had rented a beach house with a group of 12 friends. There was only a couple of bedrooms but one of the rooms was huge and slept 8 people. It had multiple bunk beds and two queen beds. My boyfriend and I got one of the queen beds. One of the nights we had a huge bonfire on the beach. Everyone seemed to be really occupied and drunk so we figured it would be a good time to sneak back to the house and fuck. When we got to the room we realized that someone was in the room passed out drunk. They didn't seem like they were waking up anytime soon so we killed the lights and started making out. After some fingering, kissing, and dick sucking I straddled him and slid him all the way in. At one point the sleeping drunk friend started to stir so we tried to keep it down a bit. My boyfriend put his hand over my mouth a few times to muffle my moans. We started to hear drunk voices in the living room but we were both really close to cumming and I assumed that they w
Among my clients there was one point in Ochakovo. Once I stop by, and the saleswoman Lyubka, a broken woman of about thirty-five, is playfully disposed. The owner of the outlet, a heavyset man, said as he left: - Be careful, I'll hold it. “But I don’t mind,” Liubka answered. After these words, I looked at her. Although, at that time, I was just in the midst of a relationship with Ksenia and I didn’t attach too much importance to Lyubkin’s statements. Although, she was pretty enough. Slim, short. A brown-haired woman with a pleasant face. I was making eyes and her partner Nina. - If I were younger, we would have stirred up with you, - she said. But Nina was painfully unattractive. But Lyubka is like that, nothing. And also builds eyes. The first time I squeezed her a day after Ksyukhin's departure. “What, people will see,” she stammered. So she teased me for two weeks. I come, she makes eyes, flirts. Like I'm young, hot. And when it comes down to it, everything is clamped.
I (24F) have been sleeping with this guy (23M) for like 6 weeks now. The sex is always amazing but last night was crazy. This is long, sorry in advance lol. I'm leaving out a tonnn of details too. Honestly only posting this so I can go back and read this whenever I want. I got to his house and told him I had limited time so he told me to get upstairs and get naked, so I did. We laid down and started making out. He's honestly the best kisser ever too. It's always very slow, very deep kisses. He pulls my whole body into him. Very hot. He told me to go down on him so I did. Normally I use one hand to compensate for my terrible gag reflex but he told me not use my hand so I did my best. After a few minutes he had me get up so I was kinda kneeling between his legs. He started kissing me again and then he reached down and started rubbing my clit really gently. He pulled me down so I was lying next to him and he kept rubbing my pussy but still very softly. So I'm moaning in his mouth ca
My inner feminist is screaming with rage, but I managed to lock her away... for now. Seriously tho, the moment I discovered my sexuality was the moment I discovered how much I love cum. And how much I love guys to cum. All the porn I consume (if any) is single guys jerking off. Sometimes even two guys at once (and yeah I know that they probably wouldn't be interested in me). The more guys, the more dicks, the more cum, the happier I am. It's that simple. And even during sex with a partner, it's all I am focusing on. I just want him to cum. Because of me. To see him helpless, whimpering sweet things like "Fuck", "Shit", "Babe, I'm gonna cum", "You're making me cum", "I can't hold it in any longer" is the biggest compliment to me. His orgasm my accomplishment. His leftovers in my pussy my trophy. Just thinking about it makes me wet already. Maybe it's kind of a power play. Although I am usually more of a sub, I discovered that taking care of a guy in this way makes me feel powerful. H
Last year at our company Christmas party, my secretary was in charge of the party and it's pace. She was just very busy so her date was with us guys just getting drunk. Since my secretary was way to busy to really pay attention to her date, he got very very drunk. Drunk enough that the bartender at the open bar had to cut him off and asked us to walk him to his room in the hotel. The rest of us continued to pace our fun until the party ended and everyone went to their rooms. My secretary looked a bit disappointed because now her date was K'O'd upstairs and she didn't get to share time or drinks with him. So I stayed at the bar with her and we shared a few drinks. Now I was getting pretty drunk because I had been drinking already, but she got drunk fast because she is a short Filipina woman who probably weighs 110 lbs, with a nice figure, firm ass, and perky tits. She ended up getting close and resting her hand on my thigh as we drank and talked and joked. My dick got visibly hard and
Ignoring the screaming alarm clock, I continued to sleep on, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that it was half past noon on the clock. After a quick shower, I drank my favorite green tea and sat down at the computer. I needed to translate the text, but instead of opening a word document, I double-clicked to launch opera. I got in touch, followed the pop-up link to the recipe site, and there I saw a link to the dating page. Out of pure curiosity, I went to read. HE loved the rain. At least that's what he wrote. Without expecting it myself, I offered to meet. He agreed. Having carefully thought over my image, I brought beauty and called a taxi. We agreed to meet in a small restaurant called "Fantasy". At the appointed time, five minutes late, I sat comfortably in a wicker chair opposite the amazing man. He turned out to be a brown-haired man of small stature, of a dense physique. Pleasant facial features: a high forehead, green eyes bordered by black eyelashes, an aristocratic nose
*"Thanksgiving is a time for families to come together... not CUM together"* \-- my brain after fucking my soon-to-be stepsister the day before Thanksgiving. Hello. I'm 27-years-old and come from a broken home. My parents got divorced when I was in high school and my dad moved across the country with a new woman one year later. I hated him for a while. I remember listening to a bunch of "I hate my dad songs" alone in my room. Not understanding the anger I was feeling was actually just pain. I didn't talk to him (except for the rare birthday phone call) for several years, but during COVID, we kinda reconnected. He has changed a lot and we started to talk like once a week on the phone. He invited me out to visit him and his new family, but I wasn't ready for it then, or the following year. But when he invited me for Thanksgiving 2022, I decided, "Why not?" I flew across the country and was introduced to his new fiancee (Sara) for the first time. She was 10 years younger than my mom.
After a long fun night of drinking we ended up sitting in my car in the early morning. Somehow we got on the topic of his dick. I told him that dicks get pink when guys drink just like your cheeks and hands. He said it's not true. I said well take a look I know I'm right. So he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. He said it was unfair because he was hard and so of course it's pink. He started stroking it right there in front of me. Watching his foreskin slip over the hard tip of his cock made me so horny. I took off my coat and tank top, giving him a little show, slowly slipping the straps of my bra down until my little tits were poking out. He reached over and started flicking my hard nipples. He asked me if I'd suck his dick. I told him about how good I am at sucking cock while he pulled me in and took my nipple in his mouth. I told him how I spit on it first and then slide it into my mouth all the way into my throat until I gag. But I told him he should ke
Last night I saw my neighbor peeking into my window again after I got out of the shower. I knew he was there, so I decided to give him an extra show. I teasingly bent over and accidentally "dropped" my panties, giving him a full view of my bare body. I could feel his eyes on me and for a moment, I allowed myself to bask in the pleasure of being watched. I could feel my cheeks getting flushed and my heart racing as I slowly stood back up and put my panties back on. It was a naughty moment, but one that I definitely enjoyed. I honestly think next time I'm going to have to find a way to give him a full show. I wanted to tonight, but I kind of chickened out. How should I get his attention tomorrow and start to touch myself in a way that seems natural?
Oh Natalie! The young flagellant led me to you. I adored her touching, naive, trusting ass. Many ladies love spanking, but this one was especially voluptuous. She drove me crazy with her helplessness. Her passion was discovered by accident. The girl became capricious: she wanted to go for a walk and did not let me work. Be smart, I kept saying, not looking up from the computer, go alone. I don’t want to be smart, the little girl was mischievous, I’m tired of being smart! And she pressed any letters on the cybord. Don't mess around, I said patiently, with all the severity I could muster. And what will happen? she asked, continuing to play pranks. I will punish him, I said, although I could not even imagine that in a minute I would indeed be able to confirm the threat. Tiny was quite sure that this would not happen. You? me? she laughed carelessly. Never punish! And pressing DELETE erased a large piece of text. Nothing terrible happened, the text remained in the buffer, but I was rea
I was out at this party a few nights ago and I ended up meeting this really hot guy who was like 35 and we just had insane chemistry. I ended up back at his place but I didn’t know that he was MARRIED until I saw his bedroom. Literally girl clothes all over the room lmao. He didn’t even try to hide it, and im not gonna lie, seeing all of that turned me on even more. We got into bed and after riding him for a while he flipped me around and slammed me down on my back. He grabbed a pillow and said “this is my wife’s” before putting it under my butt so that he could fuck me from a better angle. I swear I almost came right then. It took only like three minutes before I felt it coming and I told him that I squirt so idk if he should keep me on the bed. When he heard that he just started going faster tho, and right when I was about to cum he grabbed the pillow and held it against me while I absolutely soaked it. I couldn’t believe it. It was so hot somehow I never would have expected to
During the pandemic is was employed as a temporary admin assistant. Essentially helping a company sort out their filing system. It was supposed to be 3 weeks work but it lasted 6 months and i think this is the reason why... When I joined the company one of the "perks" they had was online yoga on zoom. It was during the pandemic and I wasn't doing any exercise so I joined in. It was run by one of the senior leaders a guy in his mid 30s. Dark cropped hair, Mediterranean looking and looked to be around 6ft, very lean and toned physique. I joined the session in the tuesday of my first week and was impressed by how flexible he was i couldn't help but think about how he we could wrap ourselves around each other. There was no one else in the class, which was a shame for him I thought. As soon as i finished that class i closed my laptop down, peeled my yoga pants off, lay on my yoga mat and teased my pussy to a gentle glowing orgasm. Talk about savasana (this is just the yoga pose where yo
I work in a clothing store. I’m not going to give the specific name for obvious reasons… But let’s call it Forever 22 just for fun. Those of you who have worked retail know that most of the time, it’s either boring as shit or busy as hell. They give me a decent amount of hours though, pay me decently, and I like that my boss is understanding about my schedule at school. We mostly see teenage/early twenties women shopping with friends or while dejected parents wait outside. Moms come in plenty, Dads are most often sitting on the bench outside our store. Edgar ended up being an exception to that rule. He was playing the “cool single dad” role for his daughter who’s in her late teens. I showed them around the store a little bit, and pointed his daughter in the direction of several things in her style. He ended up coming back over to chat with me when she was in the change room trying on a few things. The conversation was very professional initially, he asked me about a few different dres
- Well, what happened next? Andrey sat comfortably in an armchair next to the coffee table, on which stood a cup of fragrant, freshly brewed coffee, and looked at the bustling younger sister. For the third day, Alla was preparing to receive guests - two young people who were not indifferent to her in one way or another, but, as usual, she did not have time to do anything. The guys could come any minute, and she was still running around the house with a wet head and in some translucent panties. - And what could be there at all, - Alla lingered for a moment near the mirror, with visible pleasure once again looking at her slender figure, - Of course, Pashka tried to drag me into bed in the end. - Did it work? Especially what you are talking about. “He certainly managed to get to bed,” the girl giggled. - Even managed to get with me - I dragged him. He tried to hug me, and fell asleep - in a half-hanging position. - And you? - What about me? Do not go home alone at two o'clock in
So I was in cancun Mexico for a wedding if a family friend. Everyone was there from my side of the family and all our family friends. The groom was one of my dad's really close friends and I knew him my whole life growing up. This was about to be his 3rd marriage at the age of 52 a d I was 27 at the time . The day before the wedding I was at the pool having drinks when my dad's friend Rick (the groom) sat in the pool next to me. We talked about life and little chit chat for a bit before we both needed another drink . We swam over the the swim up bar and both sat on the bench next to each other and started getting drinks. Well after a few hours sitting there drinking together and talking we were both getting pretty hammered and then he said , "you know Natasha , I have always thought you were a pretty girl " and then placed his hand on my inner thigh. Now this made me extremely wet and horny almost instantly . I looked around and saw none of our family friends where close by and t
I was at a block party, enjoying the music and company when I noticed an older guy I hadn't met before that was really attractive, think a classic silver fox type. But he was fit, I could tell he had been taking care of his body for a long time. I'd never seen him before, but he had an air of confidence and mystery that was impossible to resist. We made eye contact and I felt a spark; I knew I wanted to get to know him better. We exchanged numbers and I felt a thrill of anticipation as I walked away. A week later, I decided to take a chance and I called him. We made plans to meet and I felt a thrill of excitement as I got ready. I knew there was something special about him and I was eager to explore it. When he arrived, I felt a wave of desire wash over me. We had dinner, drank some red wine & talked for a while and things started to get more intimate. We were talking about sexual history and getting closer to each other as we talked, then he leaned in to kiss me. That kiss was lik
So my wife and I have been married for a year, and our marriage is great... Besides in the sex department. She loves sex to be sensual and slow and vanilla for the most part, but I love being absolutely primal and filthy and naughty in public... So sex is less frequent than either of us wish. Then came Thanksgiving and her sister Claire's 18th birthday. My wife and I are just sitting on the couch when I get a text from Claire. It's a mirror selfie of her in a tight red corset on her knees, with the caption "just begging for a little attention" I freeze. Then a moment later she sends back "oh shit! Sorry, wrong person!! Don't tell Alice!" Thank God. I genuinely thought she was trying to flirt with me. That would've been bad... Right? I start to think about what she looks like under that corset and find myself thinking about her like I never have before. I text back "worse things could happen! Your secret is safe with me!" Still fantasizing about Claire, I walk over to the bathro
At night we went to the dacha, it was dark, there were headphones in our ears, and music that plunges you into some unknown world in which you feel good and calm. My young man, who was not indifferent to me, was driving, my friends were sitting behind. It so happened that among all the guys I was one girl. Many would be embarrassed, but I was confident in them and I was not afraid or embarrassed to be alone with them. The road was not smooth, and because of this, it took longer to get to the destination. But an hour later, another we were in place. Even on the way here, I had different thoughts, but now the thought flashed through my head that something should happen, something unusual for me. Entering the house, it was clearly noticeable that it was cool in it, but it was not at all important, because a cheerful company with cheerful conversations would not let you remember this nuance. Having learned a little, everyone began to drink, over time, the degree in the blood began to
I travel a lot for work and have had a lot of fun while on the road, but this story is definitely my wildest experience so far. On a recent trip I matched on Tinder with a woman we’ll call “Sharon.” The convo was typical at first: Where you from? What do you do? What brings you to town? etc. After messaging for a while things took a more direct turn when she asked about my kinks and we delved into that conversation. Things progressed to overt sexting, when I get a message from her asking when I’d be free for drinks and this pic: Turns out my schedule just completely opened up! We set a date for the next day and planned to meet for happy hour drinks. I arrive and find her at the bar in a tiny black dress. But, she’s not alone. There’s another woman with her, also in a tiny black dress. She’s older, shorter, and thicker than Sharon. Her dress hugs her curves perfectly. They both look stunning. I assume she’s a friend Sharon b