This weekend I went out clubbing with some friends and ended up dancing with this incredibly flirty and fit girl. She looked like she was in her mid 20s with platinum blonde hair, tanned skin, and fake tits. She wore this tiny miniskirt that barely covered her ass and showed off her exposed and tight midriff. She was very handsy and seemed extremely horny and was grinding up against me non stop. When she asked me to take her back to mine I didn’t hesitate. We fooled around in the back of the uber and in the elevator to my apartment she guided my hand under her skirt and I felt her panties had been fully soaked through. This got me rock hard immediately. As soon as we entered my apartment she wasted no time dropped to her knees and started blowing me in the living room. She was a cock drunk little slut and didn’t even care that the front of her outfit was getting covered in my precum and her spit as she hungrily drooled and slobbered over my engorged cock. I wasn’t sure how much lon
Backstory, my gf (now ex) Katie and I go on a trip to Vegas with her best friend Michelle and her boyfriend. We are all broke college kids at the time and decided to share a room to save money. Both Katie and Michelle are very attractive, petite with very athletic bodies. They have been friends for years, way before Katie and I started dating. So we had been in Vegas a couple days, nothing out of the ordinary had happened just the usual gambling, drinking and spending time at the pool. It was the third night where things got more fun, we had been out all day and had gotten in bed ready to pass out, then right before I pass out, I hear soft moaning coming from the other bed. Katie and I look at each other and laugh, it gets louder and now we can definitely tell they are fucking. I’m definitely getting turned on at this point, wasn’t sure if Katie was feeling the same until I feel her hand slide into my shorts and grab my hard cock. She kisses me as she continues to stroke me, the moan
- Hi! - Hi! - Why so late? I've been waiting... - It didn’t work out before ... But as always ... I already miss your hands ... - Nice to hear! To be honest, I do too. Especially behind your hair. Honey, what's up with your mood? Come to me, hug me tight! Like this! Now fine? - Yes, much! Thank you! - Let's take off your raincoat and boots. Come to my arms, I want to bring this priceless treasure to the kitchen safe and sound. Sit down at the table. Now I'll pour you something hot. - Thank you, my dear, it always becomes easier with you. What is this drink? - My favorite: a sip of mood, a sip of warmth, a sip of relaxation. Oh my God! How beautiful you are in this blouse! How beautifully the chest protrudes, the deep neckline opens it almost halfway so that you just want to look into it! I love it so much when you smile. Lean back on the sofa. Yes, yes, that's it. Your hair! They are like a stormy stream pouring over your shoulders! I lean towards them, sink my face int
What started as a long road trip ended in embarrassment for me. There weren’t enough seats in my friend's car so I ended up sitting on one of my friends in the back. Issue is he’s really really fit and I havent had anything sexual in a looooooong time. Nothing happened at first, but it wasn’t just me that felt the sexual tension. I felt him get a boner, right up my skirt resting against my underwear. I didn’t say anything, but it felt glorious. But that was the problem. I was so touch starved, about halfway through the trip I just couldn’t keep it in anymore, he started touching me, and I came. He and I didn’t say anything, but a lot of liquid came out and all over him. What didn’t help was I felt him react to it, he got harder which only made me hornier and want to cum more. All of our friends noticed when we finally got out of the car and he was soaking wet, but he pretended he spilled a drink. It makes me wanna fuck him tho.
The first time I did it by accident, but now I look forward to the holidays or drinking parties. The most important thing is that my mom was there, as she is a big fan of such gatherings. My daddy usually immediately turns off after a couple of glasses and retires to sleep, and in the courtyard of our house or in a large room, the feast usually continues and, of course, my beloved mother is the ringleader. Well, then later... This spring I turned 18, so they began to allow me to the table, although they didn’t offer me a drink or pour it, but the very atmosphere of these adult parties acted excitingly. And then one day, in early May, they saw off the guests, dad had been sleeping in the bedroom for a long time, mom gave me a bunch of instructions and a request to wash the dishes. She herself lay down in a large room on the sofa, like watching TV. I washed the dishes quickly, went into the hall, and I look, and my mother is lying on her right side and snoring quietly, like in a comple
I (m59) had tickets for a concert on Tuesday night and my wife (67) was not feeling well so I tried to find someone else to go with me and my our friend, let’s call her Brandy (f59), said she’d like to go with me. Now, in full disclosure, in the past, my wife and I have played some with Brandy and her husband. My wife told me to be chill with Brandy at the concert because for sure other people that we know will be at the same show and we are not public with our LS activities. I said I’d be good. We got to the venue, got to our seats and enjoyed people watching while I was also looking for anyone else we might know but didn’t see anyone. We behaved, until the lights went down. Our hands found each other. My hand went to her bare leg as she was wearing a relatively short black dress. I caressed her thigh and I could hear her breathing change. My hand went higher, hoping she didn’t have any panties on but she did. I could feel her wetness through the material of her panties. This went
Sophomore year I was pretty close with this girl named Jenna. We’d known each other since freshman year through mutual friends, hung out in the same group, grabbed food together sometimes, that kind of thing. Not best friends, but comfortable enough that we could talk about random shit without it being weird. One night, after a few too many tequila shots, she opened up to me about her lack of experience with blowjobs. Like, she'd only given one before and was super insecure about it. Next thing I know, we're back at my place and she's asking if she can, ahem, "practice" on me. I thought she was joking. She wasn’t. I said something dumb like “I mean… yeah?” and she got quiet for a second, then asked if I was actually serious. We talked about it for a few more minutes-no strings, just practice, don’t make it weird, etc. I was half convinced it would never happen again. First time was awkward as hell. She knelt between my legs on the edge of my bed, jeans still on, and just stared at
Recently went out to dinner with my wife (32) and one of her best friends(32). Her best friends husband wasn’t around due to work so only she came out to eat with us. The night was like any normal night until after the second round of espresso martinis…. Her best friend, who has always been a bit of a “light weight” started opening up about how her husband and her don’t have the best sex life currently and how she wants to be a lot more explorative like trying anal play or even a threesome since we told her we had a few experiences ourselves. She also said she wanted to start an O.F but her husband was totally against it. Well, that led to her asking if we’d want to see some of her “content”. My wife isn’t the jealous type and we both know her friend very well so it wasn’t THAT weird to say sure. So she proceeded to show us multiple full nudes of her and videos. Nothing overly sexual, just posing fully nude, more artsy than sexual but still, a nude is a nude. Her showing us then of co
This was a few months ago. I was on a break with my boyfriend, the kind where you both know it is technically a break but you are also both secretly hoping it is not permanent. My best friend and I booked a last minute trip to this party resort on the coast because we needed to do something chaotic and it felt right. Second night there we met two guys at a bar. We were all pretty drunk and one thing led to another and somehow we ended up back in our hotel room with them, more drinks, some other stuff, the whole situation escalating in that way that feels inevitable in hindsight I guess. Here is the thing. There was one double bed. Mine and my friend's. And at some point we were both on it with these guys and I remember looking over at her like... are we actually doing this? And she just kind of shrugged and smiled and that was that. It was so hot. Like unexpectedly, embarrassingly hot. We were both getting fucked right next to each other and we kept catching each other's eyes and at
I knew this visit would end badly. I knew it from the moment the guard at the tower's entrance looked at me the way one looks at a drowned man—disgusted and almost sympathetic. “To Mrs. Elena,” I said, trying to sound confident. The guard silently checked his tablet and nodded. The elevator took a long time to rise. The mirrored walls reflected my face—pale, with dark circles under my eyes from three sleepless nights. My jacket was awry, though I'd adjusted it a dozen times. The debt—a sum I wouldn't be able to raise in a year—was burning in my pocket like an IOU that too many people knew about. The penthouse greeted me with silence and cold light. Huge windows overlooked the city, but the sun didn't penetrate—the hue was gray, as if before a storm. “Alexander,” a female voice said. I turned around. Elena was standing in the doorway leading deeper into the apartment. Tall, wearing a figure-hugging dark gray dress, her hair slicked back. Next to her, slightly behind h
I sat in my office, nervously tapping my pen on the desk. It was already getting dark outside, the office was empty, and only the quiet hum of the air conditioner broke the silence. Sergey, my assistant, was late again. And not by five, not ten minutes—a whole hour. This young brat had apparently completely forgotten who was in charge here. Finally, the door quietly opened, and his guilty face appeared in the doorway. "Come in, Sergei," I said in an icy tone, without raising my head. "Have a seat." He slid inside like a kicked puppy and sat down on the chair opposite my desk. I slowly looked up. His blond hair was tousled, his cheeks slightly flushed—whether from running so fast or from embarrassment. His shirt was slightly wrinkled, the top button undone. He was clearly nervous, fiddling with his car keys. "What should I do with you?" I asked, leaning back in my chair and crossing my arms over my chest. “Irina Viktorovna, I really overslept,” he began to bab
I have a single mom that lives a couple of houses down from me that's in her mid thirties. Early this summer she had her lawnmower break on her and asked if I would do her lawn for her and even offered to pay. I told her not to worry about it and just knocked it out for her (it's only about a quarter of an acre lot). So every time I'd mow my lawn this past summer, id head over and do hers too Over the weekend I was mowing her lawn and she came outside and waved me down. She asked me to come inside so she could pay me back. I followed her in ready to turn down whatever pay she was going to offer and she lead me into her bedroom. I immediately was curious and felt myself starting to stiffen wondering where this was going. She didn't say anything, she just turned and started undoing my pants and pulled my cock out and immediately started giving me some wicked head. This woman isn't usually someone I'd go after. She's pretty for her age and only 6 or 7 years older than me, we just don't
Hi everyone. My name is Kristina. I'm 21 years old. I'm a final-year student majoring in design. I'm of average height, with natural, shoulder-length blonde hair, gray eyes, and an athletic build—I've been involved in track and field for three years. I'm single and have been dating my boyfriend for a year. Last weekend, I drove from Vladimir to a small village to visit my grandmother—to drop off some medicine and groceries, and to check in. My car, a brand-new Kia Ceed, was bought three months ago on credit. I turned on the GPS, but, as often happens in the wilderness, it took me down a shortcut through the forest. The asphalt ended abruptly, giving way to a broken dirt road, and after the recent rains, the road turned into a mess of mud and clay. I still drove on. I'm not a timid girl, and it was a shame to abandon the car. I drove about three kilometers. Then the front wheel sank into a deep rut, the bottom sank to the ground, and the car began to hum helpl
Friday evening was lazy. I was lounging on the couch, mindlessly flipping through channels, when the doorbell rang. Standing there was Inga, my neighbor downstairs. A tall, athletic brunette, the kind I usually only greeted in the elevator. She looked nervous, her long hair pulled back into a messy bun. "Dima, I'm so sorry," she babbled. "My kitchen faucet blew, a pipe burst, I turned the water off, but I'm afraid to turn it back on—I'm afraid to flood it completely. You said you were a tech savvy person, right?" I rummaged around sparingly, but helping my neighbor was a sacred duty. I threw on a T-shirt and went downstairs to get her. Her apartment smelled of something spicy. Walking into the kitchen, I assessed the scale of the disaster: streaks on the ceiling, wet rags on the floor, and a puddle under the sink. Inga stood nearby, nervously fiddling with the hem of her short housedress. I crouched down and examined the pipe. Replacing the gasket was a s
It happened when I was in college, on the train ride back home. The train was always filled with students, most of whom knew each other. On this particular trip, my friend brought his girlfriend and another girl along. Before the train had even started, I had settled into my side upper berth. We all introduced ourselves and then continued talking as if we had known each other for ages. As time passed, everyone was tired and getting ready to rest, but I normally can't sleep while traveling, so I took out my laptop to watch a movie. The new girl saw me and asked if she could join. She then climbed up to the berth to sit with me. Almost an hour into the movie, I could see that she was feeling cold, so I offered her my blanket. She was a bit reluctant because we would have to sit really close to share it, but then she looked at me with a naughty expression on her face. It triggered something in me, and I wondered if I should make a move. I just needed a sign. We were sitting really close
Yulia spread a blanket in the shade of the trees, about 30 meters from the river. She always preferred to sit out the midday heat in the shade of trees, and go out to sunbathe in the late afternoon. Despite such neatness, her tan was almost bronze. Julia straightened her swimsuit, and after letting the boys go swimming, she lay down with a book on the blanket. Julia managed to read several pages before she felt that she was not alone. Taking the book away from her face, she looked. Three young men stood right in front of her. The face of one was vaguely familiar - it seems like the day before yesterday he fucked her in a car in the store parking lot. She had also seen the other two in the village before, but she did not personally know either of them. - Are you sunbathing? – asked the one whose face she was more familiar with. - Yes, I’m sunbathing, but what? – she answered with some challenge. “No, nothing,” he was somewhat taken aback, “I just thought, why not spend time more
When my boyfriend and I first started dating girls and having threesomes, we were super eager and agreed to take a trip to go see this girl we had been talking to for about a month. We FaceTimed to affirm that we were all real people and had long conversations about what we were into and what we were excited about trying together. We even fucked for her on FaceTime while she masturbated a bunch of times. All of this affirmed our sexual chemistry, we all loved performing together and the dirty talk was really hot. We were really excited to see her, especially since it was one of our first threesome experiences and we seemed to be pretty compatible sexually. ​ When we got to our Airbnb in her city, we had her over and all watched porn together, then we started to fool around and gradually made our way to the bedroom. She was really eager to eat my pussy and suck my boyfriend’s dick, which we both enthusiastically did together, as well. She and I also brought all these toys f
I was 20 when I met K. I’d taken a seasonal gig at some shitty big box store over the holidays in a pinch. After sweating through my first couple days, she’d spotted me and been more or less the only one who backed me up when I inevitably needed help. We were fast friends and she ended up introducing me to some other people she hung out with from the store, namely her girlfriend G and their other friend, A. Despite being a shamelessly horny 20 year old, finding out that K was a Lesbian instantly shut my mind off to the possibility of trying to sleep with her. I’d never knowingly met anyone who was gay to that point, but in my mind a relationship was a relationship. And seeing as I wasn’t attracted to A, we instead formed a neat little friend group. Most days were spent slinging knickknacks and overpriced wine to housewives who were flattered when I had to ID them at my register. At the time I was your classic skinny white boy with long skater hair and a good jaw line. So every once i
I have found myself consistently ending first dates by giving oral sex to my dates. I have always found it to be a nice way of thanking them for a good night especially when they've a gentleman the whole way through A few weeks ago, I went on a date and as soon as we finished dinner and were in the parking lot, I was already sucking and deepthroating his cock. Throughout our conversations, I had promised him that I would do it for him if we had a good night, and I am a person who keeps my word. I was really eager to see what he was working with and how it tasted. I wasn't disappointed at all. I just let him use my mouth until he was finished and satisfied! As he was ejaculating, I kept swallowing it all and didn't stop sucking him (I have been told that this feels extremely good). Even after he was done, I kept sucking until he was satisfied and gave me a thumbs up. Honestly, if he hadn't ejaculated so quickly, I probably would have had sex with him. I have always
So I was in Vegas with my husband and on our 3rd night he had way to much sun and vodka and passed out hard early . I was planing to just stay in the room and relax but I changed my mind and put on my black dress and left the room to go walk the casino and play a few games. I was down on the floor for an hour or so bouncing around tables when this guy walked up to me at the bar and asked "how much for an hour " . I was shocked he thought I was a working girl , NY dress was tiny and I had heels on but never thought I looked like that . I was about to just laugh and tell him I'm not a hooker when he grabbed my thigh and slid his hand up a little . This got me instantly wet thinking that this guy wants to pay me to fuck and was actually a pretty good looking guy . So I just looked at him and went high and said 500$ . He didn't even bat an eye and said deal let's go up to my room . And that's exactly what I did, I went up the elevator and followed him into his room where he handed m