So this is kinda crazy and I still don’t know if I should feel guilty or just admit how much it turned me on. I had an appointment for a checkup and my doctor (he’s older, probably late 40s) was doing the usual routine. Everything felt normal until he said he needed to do a pelvic exam. I laid back, spread out on the table, and the second his gloved fingers touched me I felt a jolt shoot straight through my body. At first it was supposed to just be a quick check, but I could feel his fingers sliding in a little deeper, moving in a way that didn’t feel clinical at all. My heart was racing, my pussy clenching around his fingers, and I knew I was dripping. I tried so hard to keep my breathing steady but my hips started lifting off the table on their own. He looked at me like he knew exactly what was happening. His touch slowed down, pressing against my g spot, curling in a way that had me biting my lip to keep quiet. Before I could even process it, my whole body tightened and I came har
I decided to leave work early. My boss, of course, grumbled, but I told him that my pipe had burst and I needed to go urgently. But in reality, I just wanted to go to the dacha. Marina left last week, saying that I needed to pick raspberries and currants. Well, I was glad to have a little rest alone. I bought some cold beer and shashlik on the way. I drive up to my plot, and at the gate is Lyokha's car, my neighbor. Well, I think, cool, I'll pop in to see him, maybe we'll have a beer. Our gate doesn't creak, I treated it with oil a week ago. I enter quietly, and from the open window of our house there are strange sounds. Not exactly screams, more like groans. Marina's voice was always quiet, but here... somehow loud. And Lyokhin's laughter. So rude, so smug. I froze. My heart immediately sank into my heels, and then hit my head. I sneak up to the window, through a crack between the curtains. And... I was stunned. They're right on our couch, the one I drag
I had never lived with boys before. I had always roomed with girls, but this deal was simply too good to pass up and it had to be similar, it just had to be. I guess I didn’t think about how I might be attracted to said male roommates. When I moved in I completely last track of my thoughts when I met Marcus. Tall with a charming smile, I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. And then the other roommate, Ethan, showed up and he had the deepest blue eyes I’d ever seen.i tried to act normal but I fear I was blushing the entire time. That first night after Marcus and Ethan had helped me move in, I laid in bed and tried to go to sleep but it evaded me. My body was warm and it craved touch. I tried to push the thoughts down but they only burned hotter. I reached under the covers and pressed my fingers into my panties. I thought about Marcus, shirtless, crawling into bed with me. I thought of Ethan pushing his shorts down and taking out his hard cock… This is where I start to think too hard.
Back in college I met this girl on Plenty of Fish (this was before Tinder was even a thing) and she seemed nice. We talked for a bit and decided to hang out at my place to watch movies. She did let me know that she was very involved in her church and her father was the pastor, so I thought she would be an innocent young woman. Dear Lord was I wrong. When she arrived she was wearing this low cut sundress that perfectly framed her DD tits. It was like she was putting them on display just for me. Five minutes into the first movie and we're already making out. I start massaging her giant tits and she pulls my dick out to start stroking me. The next thing I know she's kissing down my body and she takes my cock in her mouth. I could not believe this church girl was drooling all over my dick, but she definitely knew what she was doing. She was easily able to take me down her throat and swirl her tongue around my shaft so that I felt like I was gonna melt. Once she was done gagging on
This may be a long winded story, but also a fun & spicy one. My wife and I have a neighbor named Leann. She’s a sweet, lonely, and quiet neighbor who we have lived next to for 7 years. She’s a widow, and I help her with the odd little task or repair often. I put in her widows A/C’s in the summer - that kind of thing. My wife is with Leann one day chatting, and she comes back with a big smile on her face. “You’ll never believe what she asked you to do for her” “Anything for Leann, what is it?” “She wants to you jerk off for her for money” my wife says. “No fucking way she said that. You are lying!” - I’m stunned. Leann is a little flirty, and I mean very little. The occasional “thanks handsome” is the full extent. She is respectful, sweet, and gentle at all times otherwise. She’s a gardener, and a grandmother. “You must be confused. That’s not what she wants.” I say, before my wife shoves 5 crisp $100 bills in my hands and says “she said she wouldn’t ask you directly,
The rain pounded the tin roof of the bathhouse, creating a cozy, detached noise. I sat on the oak shelf, all steamed up, listening to the coals crackling in the stove, and enjoying the peace. My father had gone to town on some urgent business, promising to return only tomorrow evening. We were left at the dacha alone with Irina. My stepmother. She was young. Too young to be a father. She was barely forty, and looked thirty. Slender, fit, with a look that made my twenty-year-old self get a hard-on. I always tried not to show it, looked away when she walked past in her tight shorts or bathing suit. It was torture. The door to the steam room creaked. I turned around and was stunned. Irina was standing on the threshold. Wrapped in a small white towel that covered the most important things, but hugged her curves so tightly that it took my breath away. Her damp chestnut hair was gathered into a messy bun, her cheeks were flushed, and drops of water were running down her collarbones. “Is t
Part 2. So the next morning while me and sis were discussing the mammoth sex session me and hubby had the night before she mentioned that she peeked through the slightly open door to witness me bent over the bed getting railed by now hubby's big girthy cock. She explained that she could hear the grunts and moans and me screaming in pleasure, this was for her benefit although it was epic and one of our best in recent memory. She explained how she had say there listening intently while wanting to touch herself, weve always been pretty open and change in front of each other, go for a pee while the other is in the bath etc. So she went on to tell me how she imagined it was her hubby was drilling. How she wanted to come in and lick the sweat she could see glistening on hubbys balls! I told her she could try him out if she wanted. She immediately flushed and I simply said, if you can get him to do it, take it, but I want all the gory details! Later that evening I'd popped out to walk the
So, I was 26 he was 30 and my sister was 21. He had been through a rough divorce cause his ex wife was a cheating slut, we met through work and immediately hit it off, flirting at first which quickly turned in to him picking me up from work (we worked at different sites) and me blowing him in his car. Soon we were very much loved up and he was staying with me at my parents house, they all loved him, something about him being my protector and looking after me so well made them absolutely adore him, he met my sister after one of her drunken nights out and she came home very drunk and she started flirting with him. She w wearing a very slurry black dress which didn't leave much to the imagination, she is much more well endowed in the boob region than me and I watched him peeking at her perky young tits. This went on for a while until I noticed he was rock hard in his shorts. I took him to bed didn't mention the reason why he was so erect and blew him until he shot loads ( much more than u
This is a story that I posted a few years ago but deleted after my split with my wife. My (then) wife, Tori, and I attended a friend's wedding in Mexico at an all inclusive resort. My wife’s best friend, Diana, and her husband were attending as well. This would be the first time that the four of us have hung out together since Diana lives on the other side of the country. At the time that this happened we were all 28-30 years old. I am just under 6’ tall, athletic build and tan (middle eastern heritage). My wife, Tori, is 5’7”, latina with an hourglass figure with DD boobs and incredible hips and ass. Diana is slightly shorter than Tori with C breast and a juicy little ass. Kevin (Diana’s Husband), 5’10”, dad bod bordering on overweight. The weekend starts off like most destination weddings, drinks and socializing with people you haven't seen in a while. Me and Kevin hit it off right away and the four of us spend the majority of our time together as the wedding festivities kick off.
I was in my camper, just about to pull my cock out of my tight shorts while filming a scene for Pornhub, when I realized I wasn’t alone. Out of the corner of my eye I saw my smoking hot neighbor from the camper next door — peeking in through the door. Booty shorts, tank top barely holding her tits in place - a total smoke show. Instead of backing away, she stepped right inside. “What the fuck are you doing?” she asked, eyes darting from the camera to my cock straining against my shorts. “Filming a scene for my Pornhub channel,” I said. She wouldn't stop staring at my cock bulge, so I pulled it out. She froze for a second but got on her knees while telling me how mad she was at her husband. I reminded her the camera was rolling - she didn't care. She even checked the monitor to make sure her face was in the center of the frame. She shoved my cock in her mouth, lips stretched wide as she gagged and moaned on it. Her throat tightened as I grabbed the back of her head and shoved it i
In college, I'd been meeting up with a lovely young lady that I met on tinder. One.. exciting.. date had spawned more meet ups and we were at a point of hanging out with each others friends on occasion. This day, we had plans to watch a movie at hers with her roommate but we met at the rec center to play ping pong with the winner getting to decide whatever the loser had to do. She was cute, as always, slender.. in yoga pants that were doing her ass justice. It wasnt big by any means but it tight and plush. I let her win and I will stand by that. I asked what she'd like but she told me that she'd let me know later. Later comes and we're all in her dorm living area. Her friend had invited a bunch of people of because that was just the energy back then. She's wearing a tank top which makes me realize how plump her tits are and shorts that look a size too short. She cuts a line over to me..we hug and chat for bit. Her friend puts the movie on.. we've got a bunch of people sitting
Hey Reddit, buckle up for a wild ride. This is a story about two sisters—let’s call them Ashley (the younger one) and Danna (the older one)—who’ve been my friends since I was 10. Back then, it was all innocent giggles and playground hangouts. Fast forward to six months ago, and things took a steamy turn that I’m still reeling from. It all started at a house party. Ashley invited me, and the drinks were flowing like a river. We were both tipsy, laughing, and dancing when Ashley said her phone was dying and needed a charger. Classic move, right? I offered to go with her to find one, not thinking much of it. But the second we got to a bedroom, the vibe shifted. Her eyes had this mischievous glint, and before I knew it, she pushed me onto the bed, straddled me, and kissed me hard. My hands found her waist, her hips grinding against me, and let’s just say I was very into it. The fact that this was my childhood friend made it insanely hot. Things were heating up fast—my heart was pounding,
I had been waiting for this, probably, all our family life. Six years of marriage, and Olya never agreed to take me in her mouth all the way. She always stopped at the very last moment, and I came on her chest or stomach. But that evening everything was different. We had just come from her friend's birthday party, we had had a few drinks, but not much, just a relaxed, warm mood. We made love slowly, almost lazily, and I already thought that everything was as usual. But when I turned her over on her back and knelt over her, guiding my penis to her vagina, she suddenly stopped my hand. “Wait,” she said quietly and looked at me with her big eyes, in which I could read some kind of determination mixed with embarrassment. Without saying a word, she moved over, laid me on my back, and positioned herself between my legs. My heart began to pound like a kid's. I just looked at her, at her lips, which she licked before hesitantly taking my cock in her hand. She started as usual - gent
I used to live in a small town in my early 20s where everyone knew each other. I mean, it's nice to have known my friends since childhood and stay close to them as adults. We're a group of five: Guilherme and Letícia (whom I dated during high school) are siblings, and there are Erica, Eduardo, and me. We usually plan group short trips to the neighboring towns (where all the fun actually happened) to split the gas money, and this time was no different. There was a small rock festival going on, and we planned to go there together, but a small problem came up at the last minute: Guilherme has now found a girlfriend, and, of course, she's going with us. I don't blame him for wanting her to sit in the front seat; anything goes at the beginning of a relationship. The only problem now was sharing the remaining three seats between the four of us. Since it was a quick trip, someone would sit on someone else's lap, and that was it. Since Letícia and I are the smallest couple, we agreed on this
Over the holiday weekend, my neighbors daughter asked if she could have some friends over and use our pool. They’re all 18-19 and freshman in college. They were all wearing the tiniest thong bikinis and my gf and I were out there drinking and having fun with them, but it was very hard to keep my eyes off all the ass that was in front of me. As the night grew later my gf decided to call it a night but said it was fine if I wanted to keep hanging with them. They started to shut things down around 1am but my neighbors daughter stuck around to help me put stuff away. When we were putting cooler back in the garage she bent over and fuck I got rock hard staring at her ass. She noticed….. and told me the least she could do is help me out for letting her and her friends use my pool. She yanked my shorts down around my ankles and swirled her tongue around my cock and shoved down her throat. I pulled her up off her knees, bent her over sliding her tiny thong bikini to the side and pounde
It's surprising how easily names and faces can come back to you after years of not seeing or even thinking about the person. I happened to be in my hometown for a wedding and decided to go out to a bar with some old buddies. I went up to grab a drink when I heard an oddly familiar voice behind me. "Oh my God, Cole, is that you?" The moment I turned around and saw her face, a wave of memories came flooding back. Miranda, my first "real" girlfriend. Look, we were young. "Boyfriend and girlfriend" meant we ate lunch together and sometimes kissed after school. It also meant we were each other's firsts. "Holy shit, Miranda, I haven't seen you in years," I said. "You look great." She really did. She was a lightly tanned Latina with natural brown hair with bright golden highlights. Her face and smile was still youthful but her body had grown. She had big natural tits, a round ass, and a flat stomach. "You look good, too," she said. "Did you start working out somewhere along the line?" "
I got a relatively exotic name Elina. A seemingly respectable wife, 35 years old. A couple of years ago, I got tired of the measured life of my loving husband Vitya and took my appearance seriously. Diligent training, jogging for tens of kilometers did their job. Now I am a real milf. A nice slim figure, big breasts and a lush ass. Basically, there is everything to please the eye of the spouse and have sex regularly. But no matter how hard I tried, no makeup, no sexy lingerie - my intimate life did not return to its previous course. About 7 years ago, we fucked like rabbits, and now once a month, this is already happiness. At this time, I realized that monogamy is a primeval evil! In my opinion, it is she who killed all the pleasure that can only be obtained from sex. It didn't take long before I turned into a real bitch. The office staff hated me, my husband was constantly offended and didn't talk. People call it "undersexing." And everything would have continued li
I’m going to delete this after a while, so enjoy, my fellow sinners. I used to love being a member of a church, and one of its leaders. But it turns out, I also really loved the power and attention that comes with it. I was the young pastor. Who sang. The youth group loved me. The old ladies did too. I was like a prophet on Sundays. I would come back from church so charged up that my wife knew I had some energy I needed to get out. I was usually inside my her by about 12:42 pm every Sunday. The better my sermon went, the harder I fucked her. Sometimes I would have her lay on the bed with her head hanging off and just fuck her throat while squeezing her tits. She was at my service. This wasn’t a sin. God delights when we take pleasure in our betrothed. It wasn’t a sin when I would make her sit on her knees and beg for my cum that I would blast on her face , neck and breasts. I noticed that whenever we had a Sunday off, I would be unbalanced. My balls were used to creating extr
I’m a 35 year old commercial pilot. Brown hair. 6’ft. In pretty good shape. I do ok with women but travel a shitload and when I’m at home I don’t feel like going out to score a lot. Last week, there was a lady on my plane to Texas. I spotted her pre-boarding and right away I thought “oof. Wow.” I was thrilled to see she was in first class, and I decided to be a little bold: I came out to “check on the passengers up front” before we even took off. Late 30s. Mom vibes. Glasses. Hair pulled up - but tattoos peeking out from under a nice sweatshirt. She mentioned she was traveling for business and I told her “well, I’ll try to get you there quickly and safely.” When I came out halfway through the flight to have a chat, she was all smiles. What was I going to do, she asked, when we got where we were going? I mentioned a thing we sometimes tend to do called “slam-click” - where aviation folks kind of chill in your room from the time you get to the hotel until you have to head back to the
Well, I'll tell you how I fucked my mother-in-law in the bathhouse. Yes, you heard right. The same one, Natalya Petrovna, who usually looked at me like I was shit on a shoe. And this is how it happened. My wife and I went to her dacha in the village, she had just left on an urgent business trip, and I had a lot of work to do on the property. My mother-in-law, of course, lived there all summer. In the evening after work we were sitting, finishing up the shashlik. And of course we drank. Not to the point of being completely drunk, but good enough, relaxed. My mother-in-law poured me some drinks, and she looked at me in such a way... Not in a motherly way. And she was a woman, mature, of course, over fifty, but her figure... Such wide hips, a butt the size of half a trough, boobs - you could carry her in your arms. That day she was wearing a tight T-shirt, so I kept glancing at those curves out of the corner of my eye. And then she says: “Oh, the bathhouse is all heated up. Is it f