I was twenty years old, and it was summer break, but when Mom opened the door, I knew right away I was in trouble. Mom’s best friend Tori stepped inside, her arms overloaded with designer luggage, and her massive ass stretching the limits of a white sundress that looked painted on. Tori’s hips moved like she had their own planetary gravity; every step a slow-motion wobble of thick, tanned thigh and ass that put half my porn search history to shame. She wore wedge sandals and red toenails, and she didn’t so much walk as bounce and jiggle. “Sarah!” she squealed, and dropped her bags to throw her arms around my mom. The women collided, laughing and squeezing. Mom was beautiful, don’t get me wrong. She did yoga five days a week and never missed a 5K, but next to Tori, she looked like a swim coach next to a Sports Illustrated model. Tori bent at the waist to hug Mom, and I got a slow-motion, hi-def view of her sundress rising up her thighs, the thin cotton straining around an ass that lo
I (22M) love the outdoors and any activity involving being out in nature. Hiking, camping, fishing, etc. I've done this as a way to meet new people and get out and about. I recently moved cities and joined up to a new hiking group. I went to a few events which were great, usually about 10-12 people showed up and I made some friends. At one of these events I met Lara (34F). At first glance I couldn't help but notice how hot she was. She was short, curvy and very shy. We did our hike as a group and I ended up speaking to her quite a bit. She told me she was trying to go out and get more exercise since her and her husband have both put on weight (she was a little bit chubby but still looked great) but her husband didn't want to join her so she made the effort herself. We chatted for most of the hike, and when we got back exchanged social media and agreed to see each other again at the next event. We started seeing each other at just about every event and chatting more and more. I also
i stayed over at josie (my best friend) and josh's (her bf) last night which is a thing that happens now pretty often, i have a side of their bed basically, and we'd all gone to sleep normal, like actually asleep, i had on one of josh's tshirts and nothing else and i'd brushed my teeth and everything, very domestic, and the last thing i remember thinking before i went out was that josie's sheets are way nicer than mine and i should ask her where they're from so that's the headspace i was in. sheets. not anything else. sheets. i woke up to josh's hand on my hip and his cock already pressing into me from behind, slow, like he'd been working it in while i was still half under, and for a second my brain was just static and then it caught up and went oh. this. we'd talked about this. it's not the first time. there's a whole agreement about it, i told them months ago they could wake me up however they wanted and i meant it and i keep meaning it, but knowing it's allowed and waking up actua
We decided to celebrate New Year's at our place—it's been a while since we've had a group over, always feeling either short on time or short on inclination. My wife, Lena, got the idea back in November: she planned the menu, created the contests, and sent out the invitations. Lena is a stately woman, a natural blonde with a short haircut that reveals a graceful neck, C-cup breasts, and the pleasant curves of her hips, which she was a little self-conscious about, but which I adored. There were about ten guests. The table was groaning under the weight of salads and hot dishes, champagne flowed freely, and the chimes of the clock struck, making the neighbors' ears pop. Around three in the morning, the crowd began to slowly disperse—some called taxis, others walked, fortunately living nearby. Only Marina remained, a close friend of Lena's, whom she'd known since infancy. Marina was the complete opposite of my wife—tall, with a bob cut, flaming brown hair, green e
​ "Looks like you're my last client of the day," Ella said flipping the 'Open' sign over as the previous customer left. I got up off my chair in the waiting area and took my place in the barbers chair. I had been coming to this barbers the last 2-3 years. It was convenient, a good price, and the banter that flew back and forth between Ella, her sister (and co-owner) Louise, and the clients made me laugh. And it didn't hurt that Ella was so pretty! Over the months I'd learned she was 23, had a couple of pet cats, and that for the past year she had been single. I just couldn't understand why such a fun, smart and pretty girl could be single! She was often the butt of her older sisters jokes, called a 'crazy cat woman', too fussy, too straight, etc. Ella took it all in her stride, and gave back as good as she got! Ella gave me a smile in the mirror as she tucked a paper towel into the back of the neck and draped the barbers apron over my front. "The usual Ian?" She asked
I was cooking in the kitchen while wearing a robe when my sister in law showed up unannounced at my door. I let her in and she went to sit on the couch in our living room while we talked. Not going to lie, as soon as she showed up, I was instantly horny. The reality of us being alone together while I was naked under my loose fitting robe had my cock getting hard real quick. From where she was sitting on the couch, she could see all of me too. My cock was pitching a huge tent in my robe and I knew she would be able to see it. So at first I tried to angle my body away from her so she wouldn’t see it, but after a couple minutes I decided I’d let her see the show. I stopped turning my body away from her as much and gave her a view of my side profile instead. My cock was lifting my robe up, begging to be uncovered. I could see her eyes locked on my bulge while I cooked, nonchalantly. My cock, being bigger than average, would have been impossible for her to miss. She didn’t mention it
Alisa and I lingered after our last class in the half-empty classroom. It was already getting dark outside, the building was deserted, and only our voices echoed off the high ceilings. You, Andrei Viktorovich, were sitting at the teacher's desk, shuffling through some papers and frowning discontentedly as you looked at our empty report cards. Alisa was wearing a low-cut knit top with a hint of a lace top underneath, and a fitted pencil skirt that fell just above the knees. She wore suede ankle boots with a sturdy heel. I arrived in a semi-sheer peach-colored blouse tucked into black high-waisted trousers. I wore pumps with a thin stiletto heel. On the table in front of us sat three cups of cold coffee and an open box of chocolates—our modest bribe. "Girls, this won't work," you sighed, leaning back in your chair. "The semester is ending, and you're both failing my class. How are you going to pass it?" Alisa and I exchanged glances. Honestly, we both knew
Back when I was 45 and still married, my sex life was dead. My husband hadn’t touched me in years and I felt so invisible and horny all the time. My younger son Alex had just turned 18. His best friend Ryan was 21, tall, quiet and super shy. Ryan had been coming over to our house for years. He was always polite, saying “yes ma’am” and “thank you Ms Ana” for every little thing. But I started noticing how he looked at me. Those long stares at my heavy tits when I wore low-cut tops, the way his eyes followed my ass in tight jeans, how he’d get all flushed and quiet whenever I hugged him hello. He wanted me so bad and it made my neglected married pussy throb every single time. This is how my secret slut era with my sons’ friends all started. One weekend I drove over to visit Alex at his new apartment (he had just moved out). I showed up unannounced with some home-cooked food. Alex was super happy to see me but he had to run out quick. “Mom, I forgot I have a shift at work in twenty minut
My wife and I have been together since her niece was about 3 years old and shes grown up with our daughter. Shes was would spend every another night hanging out with our daughter until she went to high school. We had more kids and my daughter and her cousin started living separate lives. Over the years, high school past and my niece went off to college and there was a gap for about 4 years since we've seen her. She came back around and has been helping baby sit our young ones and picking them up from school. I haven't talked to her much since I've been busy with work but shes changed a lot from being the innocent flat chested teen. The first time I saw her recently she had grown a rack and was now 5'1 with an hour glass figure 32 Es. Every time I see her she only wears tight crop tops and tight leggings. Well shes been picking up our kids from elementary school and having to watch them for a few hours and we installed cameras all over the house since the boys are always up to no goo
Mikhail quietly opened the door to his new apartment and paused on the threshold. The newly occupied building still smelled of fresh paint and cardboard from boxes. He'd returned from "work" two hours earlier than he'd promised—he wanted to surprise Marina. Six days without her, six days of business travel, and now he was practically burning with desire. He heard voices in the depths of the apartment and a heavy thud—apparently, the very same enormous bed they'd ordered the day before had finally arrived. Perfect. He crept down the hallway, quickly shed his suit in the entryway, threw on an old dressing gown hanging on a hook, and slipped silently into the next room—the one with the tall, half-assembled wardrobe. He climbed behind it, pressed himself against the wall, and held his breath. A crack between the panels offered a perfect view of the bedroom. Marina emerged from the bathroom wearing her short black silk robe—the very one he'd given her for their an
My daughter and her friends (20-21) wanted to use my vacation house in Newport Beach for a spring break trip. My daughter asked me to take her and 4 of her friends, a mix of girls she knew from when she was younger and that she’d made friends with in college. I agreed but told her I would have to come to open the house, get the water going, etc. We shut the house down for the winter when we aren’t using. She agreed and couldn’t wait and started planning and everything. The girls arrived at our house before our road trip out there, I met the two new girls and was reintroduced to the two that my daughter had grown up with. One being this gorgeous little blonde who my daughter had been friends with since they did gymnastics camps years ago. Amazing body, tan skin, a smile that lit up the room. She had always caught my eye but was even more stunning now. The car ride there was fun, the girls giggling and singing, playing games and getting each other even more excited for a week on the
My name is Artyom, and I'm twenty-nine. I'm an ordinary IT guy from Moscow who rented a huge two-story house in the Moscow region last summer to finally take a breather after endless deadlines. How did I end up pushing my wife toward my brother? It didn't happen overnight. It came together piece by piece, like code that only works when all the lines are in place. Back in college, I loved the dorm parties. They were always full of girls from good families—modest-looking, with pigtails and quiet laughter. During the day, they'd hold hands with their boyfriends, and at night, after a bottle or two, these same girls would end up in the common room and take whatever was offered. I didn't participate. I watched. And I remembered how their faces changed when they were taken hard and for real. That left a stronger impression on me than any sex I'd ever had. Vika and I met three years ago. She was twenty-five then. Petite, with a short haircut, big brown eyes, and a b
It was summer break, and yesterday I’d gotten home from college. My eighteen year old little sister, Luna, was also home, but our mother was at work. I was barely conscious when my bedroom door banged open and Luna threw herself onto my mattress, shrieking, “Surprise hug!” “Jesus, Lu—” She landed right on top of me, her arms wrapping around my neck in a stranglehold. “It’s so nice to have you here again!” She mashed her face into my shoulder, which would have been cute if not for the fact that she had me in a sleeper grip and I was currently pitching a world-class morning wood beneath the sheets. This became a very pressing issue when I realized two things at once: (a) Luna was wearing a flimsy purple nightgown, and (b) said nightgown was currently doing an Olympic-caliber press against my hardon. “Air … need air,” I said, which only encouraged her to hug tighter. Her tits, which had recently advanced to natural Ds squished right against my chest. “Oh my god, you’re such a baby,”
Karina left the house just after nine, when the sun had finally set behind the rooftops of the residential area. The city park was almost empty at this hour: only the occasional streetlight, the rustling of leaves, and the distant barking of dogs. She'd chosen this spot specifically—no one knew her here, here she could simply breathe and not think about work, debts, or the fact that she'd been living in this city alone for two years. She was wearing a light summer dress—white, with tiny blue flowers, just above the knee. A very ordinary, "decent" dress. But today, after the stuffy office, she hadn't worn a bra under it, and had chosen the thinnest panties—white, almost sheer, with a small bow at the front. Her legs were bare, just light sneakers on her bare feet. The breeze under her dress immediately made itself felt: cool touches along her inner thighs, as if someone invisible were running their fingers up and down. Karina shivered and tugged at the hem, even t
I’m 28 and my husband suggested we visit a traditional nude sauna during our trip to Germany. The idea made me nervous but also strangely excited. We wrapped towels around ourselves and stepped inside the hot wooden room together. There was already one woman and five men sitting on the benches. I chose a spot and, after a few moments, I let my towel fall away, exposing my bare breasts to the warm air. My husband sat right beside me. I could immediately feel the men’s eyes drifting over my body. They tried to be discreet at first, but their glances kept returning to my chest. After a while my husband excused himself to take a quick shower outside. As soon as he left, three of the guys were directly facing me. I slowly drew my knees up and let my thighs part just enough. My pussy lips were now completely open to their view. I kept my face calm, pretending I was simply relaxing in the heat, but inside I was buzzing with the thrill of their open stares. None of them looked away; they wer
I’ve been friends with a girl (we’ll call her Natasha) since high school. We would always hang out but never dated or slept with each other but we’re incredibly close to each other and that relationship continued after high school. She had an amazing body, big ass and big tits but I never tried anything with her not wanting to make things worse. After high school we continued to see each other periodically. One morning she invited me over for coffee and I happily went. We chatted for a bit and then she began to tell me about her new boyfriend and how he really wanted to do anal but she had never done it before and was scared. Unfortunately for me, this got me thinking about fucking her big ass and I couldn’t help but slowly get hard. As she continued talking i seen her glance down and have a shocked expression on her face. She asked “my god are you getting hard thinking about me getting fucked?” I blushed and said “sorry I couldn’t help but imagine fucking your tight ass especially
God, I was totally fucking up history class this semester, barely clinging to a D and panicking about losing my volleyball scholarship. I needed a savior, so I zeroed in on Ethan, this 20-year-old who lived two doors down in the dorm. He was built like a tank, six foot two of solid muscle from lifting every day, broad shoulders, thick arms, and a chest that stretched every shirt, but he was painfully shy, always blushing and mumbling, eyes dropping to the floor when anyone talked to him. He was a total virgin, I could tell, and that made him perfect for me to satisfy my kinks I asked him to tutor me, leaning in close during a hallway chat, my low-cut tank top letting my tits nearly spill out, nipples already hard from the thrill. “You’re so smart, Ethan, please help a girl out?” I said, voice sweet, brushing my bare thigh against his. He stammered, “Uh, sure, Eva,” face turning red, and I felt my pussy throb right there, a warm slick starting to drip between my legs. I never wear a
I’m m26 and I’ve had a very close friend of mine for the last 4 years. She’s f26 and extremely attractive but I had never had the idea that we would ever progress to the point that we just did. She is the kind of friend where we would hangout and be fine doing nothing with, at parties or going out she would be my wingman. She had been in and out of relationships since I’ve known her and truthfully I always thought she was a bit out of my league (not in some pick me guy way) so I never really thought much more than our strong friendship. Anyways, I was over at her place and I was talking to her about how I have been wanting to be more open about my sexual side and what I’m into. I’m usually pretty reserved when it comes to talking about sex. Even after hookups and stuff like that I’m never the kind of person to go into detail or further explore my kinks until now. So I was sharing this with her and talking about some of the people I’ve been chatting to, what I’ve been into and how it
Back when my boyfriend and I [then 19f] first started dating we went to a concert, packed, hot, and loud. That kind of chaos where people are pressed so close together you can't tell whose sweat is whose. I was holding his hand. He was totally focused on the music. I was... not. At some point, I felt someone come up behind me. Close. Too close. At first I thought they were just trying to push through the crowd, but then they didn't move. Instead, they started grinding against me. Slow. Deliberate. Right against my ass. I stiffened. I looked at my boyfriend, he was still singing along, head turned toward the stage, clutching my hand like nothing was happening. And let it happen. I should've moved. Should've said something. instead... I leaned into it. Whoever he was, he knew what he was doing. He rocked his hips against me, pressing his cock between my cheeks like it was nothing. Like I was there for it. No words, no hands .. just filthy, heated friction through my tiny skirt and o
A little bit of back story on this one. I have been the PTO president at my kids' school now for the past 5 years, with an extra 2 years before that as just a parent volunteer. In this spot, the staff at the school view me as an honorary staff member since I am there so much and generally do a vast majority of the fundraising by myself. The nice thing is, that I have gotten super close with some of the teachers there, including Megan, who is now pretty much my best friend. We generally get together just the two of us a couple times a month and do a couples night out with our husbands maybe once every one or two months. Megan's husband Dave is also a teacher at the school, but he and my husband get along really well. This last Friday, Dave was having a poker night in his basement with some friends (not including my husband), so Megan asked if I wanted to come keep her company while they played. I never need an excuse to go hang out with her and drink wine, so I of course said yes.