She's hot and young (probably mid 20's) and has to know that we can see her because our entire second floor overlooks her backyard pool. There's even a spot in her backyard where she could layout and avoid being seen by any of the neighbors. Instead she lays right where we have a great view of her. Whenever she's out there and my husband or I see her we always yell out "BAYWATCH IS ON!" This past Sunday I was getting out of the shower and my husband yelled from the bedroom "BAYWATCH IS ON AND IT'S EXTRA SPICY!" I grabbed a towel and came to see what the fuss was about. I found my husband in a horny trance looking out the window. I peered out and saw that she had pulled her bikini bottom to the side and was playing with her pussy. We both watched as she started thrusting her hips and squeezing one of her tits. I was standing in front of him and I felt his hard cock pressing against my ass. Not wanting to waste a golden opportunity I dropped my towel to the floor and got down on my kne
A blush covered Liza's face thickly, her thoughts were confused, and her eyes were stuck on a branch of a poplar tree swaying in the window, illuminated by the spring sun. The girl was unable to control herself and turn her eyes from the window to her classmates, timid and silent, not like 10 minutes ago. And where did their courage and audacity go when things took the expected, but such an exciting turn? No one dared to take the first step, or even rush a classmate. Lisa, not looking at the guys, embarrassed, with shaking hands began to unbutton the naughty buttons. One by one, they loosened the hem of a white shirt, revealing a strip of the girl's tanned body. In painful silence, Lisa's blurry gaze passed over the faces of shy students, gradually the loud throbbing in the ears and dizziness were replaced by a feeling of excitement and lust. All four guys stood in front of Lisa and waited for what they had been striving for the whole 1st year to happen. Gradually, the numbness let g
First time poster, so go easy on me. My boyfriend let’s call him Tom usually never works from home , but he had a virtual training course to complete and was going to be working from home today. I left in the morning for work as usual. During the morning my boyfriend sent me a dick pic and I replied by asking if daddy’s cock needed servicing to which he replied it does. I normally do no return from work until late in the afternoon , but I had to make an exception today. I got home mid morning and saw my boyfriends surprise. I could hear him on his training course , so I went upstairs got changed into a new and even sluttier than usual one piece lingerie gown. I came downstairs and immediately found his eyes on me. He was sitting at his desk in full course mode as I walked over to him, said nothing. I just got on my knees and crawled under the table and slowly started rubbing his bulging cock through his shorts. I then pulled his shorts down and started to lick the tip of his dick. I
This story is a memory of an unusual fetish, white sneakers on the bottom during a BDSM session. Masha was a thin, petite girl of 22 years old. Of the features, she was almost 0 size, which she was very shy about. But she tried to compensate with an extremely malleable character and a desire for sexual experiments. And yet, she always felt drawn to relationships with dominant partners. Growing up, she finally managed to find a man to embody her animal desire to be used and humiliated by a sex toy. Just to serve to satisfy someone's vulgar and sick fantasies, to feel needed at least for this. One evening, she was interrupted by the call of a courier from boredom. She knew very well from whom there could be a gift in the package. Expecting to see the delivery man out as soon as possible, she opened the box. There, new snow-white Nike Air Max was waiting for her. Strangely, usually she is not given just clothes, except for something with a sexual connotation, for example, skimpy outfi
Im a relatively experienced curvy bisexual woman, so I’ve been with women before. Majority of the women I’ve been with have also been Bi, and less experienced, so it’s mostly been eating pussy and finger banging while making out. Unfortunately for me, I’d never been able to work out the logistics of scissoring/tribbing. Have attempted, but they’ve always gotten self conscious and wanted to give up before finding the right position/s. But, I think because it has evaded me, I have been obsessed with wanting to know what it feels like to have another woman grind her sweet wet pussy on mine. I even went so far as hiring a bi escort to help me out - turns out I was her first solo lady client, and she had no idea either. Well, that was until last Friday night. Full disclosure, I have a male partner who I am in an ENM relationship with, and we have in recent times been exploring the local swinging scene. We’ve taken a shine to a particular young couple, with the F half and I texting regula
After my break-up with Eliza, I was upset. I stopped going out for a couple weeks (except for my job). After that, I realized I needed to move on. I began to wake up at 7am and do some running at a park a few blocks from were I live. During my warm-up, I noticed a woman in her late 40's that was behind me. She was excercising, and she was very sexy. Petite and with a curvy figure. She had small breasts and wore yoga pants that were filled by her large hips and a big bubble butt. After weeks of just jacking off at home, I noticed that I didn't have sex in a while. Eliza and I were very sexually active, specially because we were living together. I got used to having sex almost daily because my girl had the same drive, and now I was single. I had not much to lose and a lot to look forward to. \-Hey- I greeted her- Do you do this often? I'm new and don't know much about warming up for running. \-Hi- she smiled-. Yeah, sure. Just follow me, I have been doing this for a long time.
Three months later, a tour to one of the Asian countries was planned. I had to hold a competition and select the most beautiful and talented girls in our ballet show, which has already earned a good name for itself. But for performances abroad, we needed a new project, more liberated for frank dancing. My assistant was a stripper, choreographer and simply beautiful Alena. We have known each other for a long time, I often invited her to perform with the girls in my club. Relationships are friendly and sex is also without obligation. Always when she came, we fucked in the dressing room, she dutifully obeys and fulfills all my whims. All the costumes that she and her girls wore were coordinated with me. It was strictly forbidden to wear a bra under a suit and the suits themselves must be sexy. In this regard, we understood each other, besides, she was bisexual and she slept with all her girls and the relationship between them was close. It was such a new project that I needed out of 12 gi
Earlier this year I threw a small party for my husband’s birthday. The party was great and everyone had a good time. Near the end of the night it was only myself, my sister Kelsey, my husband Lucas and three of his friends, My sister Kelsey and I were out with my husband, Lucas and 3 of his friends: James, Ryan and Brett. We were all hanging out in the living room and Kelsey was getting quite handsy as she was making out with Ryan. To preface the story, everyone who was at the party was aware of my mine and my husband’s swinging and extramarital activities and had participated in some form previously. I’ve slept with James on his own and had threesomes with Ryan, Brett and my husband before. And of course my husband has slept with Kelsey before (you can read about that in my previous stories). Before I get to the fun part, a description of everyone involved: James is just over 6 feet tall and quite average looking with brown hair and brown eyes. Ryan is a little taller at 6’2”, is in
- Not! - But... - Not! In no case! - But you... - Not! "You don't even know what it's about!" I shuddered and took a breath. Oksana laughed, looking at me. - No strangers in our relationship! - BUT... "Even if it's Stephen Amell, it's still not!" — Stephen Amell? Why Stephen Amell? I myself did not know where Stephen Amell had jumped out of me, so I kept silent. “Do you want Stephen Amell?” Oksana asked. - Not! I don't want men at all! But why did you name him? “I just said the first thing that came to mind. “I mean… okay, okay, I get it!” Forget Stephen Amell! And about everyone else too! - About everyone? - Listen! I know that in the past I have repeatedly refused something that I should have tried ... And not two, not three! How much did I have to persuade you to try hot wax ?! “You always looked at my erection when you wanted to know if I liked anything you actually do. So: from such conversations, she disappears from me ... — Dasha. I wa
It was a 6 hour drive in a crowded van. I was the smallest so I had to sit on someone’s lap the whole time. My guy friend was holding me on his lap on the second row. We were going through windy roads so to keep me from moving around too much he had wrapped his arms around my waist. With the way he was holding me I could feel his cock rub against me between my legs. It was late at night so everyone was quiet or sleeping except the driver and passenger at the front. I had one hand resting on the handle above the window and the other on the one in front of me to try and stay myself. The car just kept jostling around and I could feel him getting hard under me. It was turning me on so much that I slowly spread my legs to rub against me more. I Was wearing leggings so i could really feel it. I knew he could tell what I was doing because he suddenly switched to holding either side of my hips. He still pinned me against him but every time the car swayed we rubbed against each ot
My wife's little sister Zara has always been a little wild. She screwed her way through high school and has had plenty of shitty boyfriends over the years. When she is with a guy she's unbearable, when she's single she's awesome. During one of her single periods she invited herself along on a vacation me and my wife were taking. She lived with her parents so was always looking for an excuse to get away. We had a cabin in the mountains, it was really relaxing. During the day we went hiking and we grilled at night. We didn't realize when we picked the place, but they had a deck with a fantastic view and a really nice hot tub. Since we didn't know none of us had brought swimsuits. But was had all know. But I had known both of them since we were kids, so we were all comfortable hopping in the hottub in our underwear. Zara loves raising eyebrows and was al was always telling crazy stories about the latest shocking thing she had done. Once was that she was sleeping with a married friend
Have been hanging onto this one for a while! This story begins a little over 2 years ago while I was living with my friend Vina. We had developed a routine of testing our affinity towards alcoholism between 8pm - 3am, and this night was no different (good ole pandemic!). Despite being several drinks in, I had begun to develop a "respectable" tolerance, and I felt the night was just getting started, or so I told myself as I cracked another Truly and slammed it with the intent to move closer to a state of actual drunkenness. My friend Vina has always wanted to fuck me but, due to my sexual proclivities, never even got close (poor girl). Even so, she wasn't one to miss an opportunity to watch me engage in anything remotely sexual and admire my body, especially with my clothes off. Despite not having any intent to do anything with her, I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy teasing the shit out of her, and now that I was more than a few drinks in, I found myself removing my clothes and pr
- I'm sorry! I haven't seen her for more than a year, and now she, Vika's ex-wife, is now standing at the entrance door, asking for forgiveness. Did you follow my instructions? “Yes,” her expression became more cunning, she probably thinks that I have already forgiven her! Now! Whore! She still doesn't know what's in store for her. - I want to test. She fiddles with the zipper of her jacket hesitantly. Afraid, still. - Come quickly! Or go where you came from. Vika squinted around and her fingers lowered the lock of the jacket to the end. As I expected, she was wearing nothing but stockings and boots. This was my condition for our meeting. She had to go to me in this form through the whole city. - Do you still like me? Her nipples were invitingly sticking out from the cold. Yes, she stayed the same. My gaze glided over her hips, her clean-shaven pubis, - maybe you will invite the lady home? - Where did you see the ladies here, slut? Come after me. We climbed the stai
It rained all night last night. It was so nice and cool. I slept with my windows open, which I never do, but feeling the cool, late summer air on my naked body felt so good. I sleep on satin sheets, so you can imagine how sexy that felt. I slept incredibly well, and when I woke up it was still pretty cool so I decided to leave the window open a while longer. With the cool air and the cold satin, my nipples were so hard so obviously I had to play with them. Of course doing this made my pussy instantly soaked. I was playing with nipples with one hand and teasing my little clit with the other, building myself up before I pulled out my favorite clit sucking toy. I reached for it, and that’s when I noticed the window washers were here. Two men, late thirties to early forties, watching me play with myself. They looked spooked when I caught them, but me being me, that just about soaked my cunt. I sat up in bed, facing them now, and kept playing with myself. I noticed that their cocks were de
In my life there were 2 cases that left a mark in my soul forever. Last year, I met a girl (I don’t name her) younger than me, she was then 19. Having met on Tinder, we met three times and walked down the street, and at the fourth meeting she invited me home, asking me to wait near her entrance for twenty minutes , then enter. When I entered, I simply gasped - she was in a short transparent peignoir, fishnet underwear and stiletto sandals. My vanity was very warmed by the fact that they dressed like that especially for me, to myself I began to think about sex with her. Male instincts excited slender bare legs and a desire-inducing figure. My new friend came up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. I decided that she wanted to kiss and got ready for kisses, hugging her around the waist. But instead of a kiss, the girl pulled her pelvis back and, with all her might, drove her bare knee into my balls. From the unbearable burning pain, I bent over and fell on all fours, then for
So this happened when my gf and I were having sex back at her place. We have been seeing each other for almost 5 months now. I am her 4th boyfriend. She has been with more guys than me and we are open about it. I know everything about her past, not all the specifics but who she has been with, who she has had sex with and stuff. I know everyone she has fucked. So this time one evening, we were quite intimate doing close missionary, I was deep inside her while we were making out. Suddenly, I got a thought - "how many guys has she fucked on this same bed before me? how was it?". The thought of many guys fucking my girl in the same bed where i was on right now before me made me so horny. I popped her the question. She looked me in my eyes and smiled. It was a sexy sly slutty smile that really drove me crazy. She goes on to tell "All my exes have fucked me multiple times on this bed. Two of them many more times that you!" I gave her a nice hard kiss and drove my dick as deep a
I have been with my wife since we were kids. She has 2 younger sisters and we have always been close. A while back we were living in an apartment and we went through a period where her youngest sister, who still lived at home was spending a lot of time at our place. She was like 19 at the time, very cute party girl type who loved to drink. She wasn't getting along with her parents so she crashed with us a lot. My wife was working nights and I was in between freelance gigs, so me and the sister spent a lot of time together. Not that I was complaining, about the cute young redhead walking around in a towel and hanging her underwear to dry in my bathroom. She slept on our couch, and wasn't exactly an early riser. Well one night she mentioned they switched her shift and she had to get up really early for work the next day. I told her I would get her up. My alarm went off at 4. My wife was working overnight so she still wasn't home. I sleep in my underwear, had she been home
By pressing the button, having previously undressed to the goal, listening to the melody of an ancient call behind a shabby door, you will stand with your bare knees on the dirty floor, as ordered in the last SMS. It came, knocking down your legs, on which you stood at the entrance, trying not to tremble, looking at your surprised guards. Trembling with excitement, anger and fear of the unknown, you will want to scream from helplessness to the entire entrance. Nausea and disgust will rise to the throat from the understanding that nothing can be changed and all that awaits you is a beast outside the door, a disgusting beast, a blackmailer who has already begun and will continue to turn you into his slave ... Into his dirty disgusting something that can trample not only you, but a bunch of other people who will kill you and your family if he puts out the information he owns... Of all those involved, you were chosen by him for a reason. A beautiful, successful, rich and humiliating
It happened on a flight. You know how as you you are walking down the aisle you hope you’ll be seated next to a super attractive man or woman? Well I’ve been lucky enough to have that happen on 3 of my last 5 flights and this was one of those times. We were on our first of two international flights back home. We nearly missed it because of issues with airline ticketing so we were that family running to the gate as the door was closing. As I’m boarding, I see that I have been upgraded and am sitting 15 rows up from my husband and kids. Normally I may have tried to change seats on the plane, but I feel like Air France is not an airline you fuck around with; I take the upgraded seat. It’s hot AF outside so I’m just wearing a little tank (no bra) and very short shorts, dressed much more casually than how I usually do when traveling. I find my seat and it’s a middle one (grrr), but then I look at who is at the window and my mood instantly changes. It’s a very, very attractive French man
I've always loved anal - not just loved it, but CRAVED it, and anyone who has spent enough time around me is well aware of this fact, including my roommate's brother, Sam. The three of us (Lisa, her brother Sam, and myself) were living together at the time (I'm 21 now), and there had always been a ton of sexual tension between her brother and myself, but he was the kind of guy who really struggled to make a move on any girl he found attractive, despite the fact I made it painfully obvious that, if he wanted, all he really had to do was ask. On this particular day, I was lounging around in my underwear and a tank top with no bra, making some food in our kitchen, when I noticed him staring at me from his bedroom doorway. I don't think he had been there long, and as soon as I glanced in his direction he turned away, closed his door, and started blasting music. I knew him well enough to make the safe assumption that this meant he was going to jerk off, as this seemed to be his go-to rout