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Bridgette and I would talk all the time through text messages since we had similar jobs. We both worked for a large telecommunications company in the IT department. We did not work in the same location but it was fun comparing notes with each other. We would complain about the dullness of our jobs, the long hours, and of course the pay. In the last series of text messages she complained about her husband not fulfilling her needs in bed. She said he was barely...
“Crap,” she thought, green eyes snapping open. Dustin had given her specific orders before falling asleep last night. “I want to fall asleep tonight with my cock in your mouth and it better be in your mouth when I wake up in the morning,” was the last thing he’d said to her. The last thing the slender blonde wanted was to be punished again. Glancing fearfully upwards at Dustin’s face, she discovered his eyes were still closed and he was breathing easily. At least he was still asleep....
She meant it, too. At that moment, still on a high from the long edging session capped off by her nephew’s hard fuck, she was willing to do anything to keep the experience going. Crawling to him, she pressed her cheek to his thigh as she hugged his legs, desperate to show her devotion. Feeling his hand in her hair, she smiled and kissed his thigh with a quick, open-mouthed swirl of her tongue on his skin. “You really are a whore, aren’t you?” the boy marveled. “Is there anything a slut...
So, it wasn’t long before he was searching for MILFs and slut moms on Tumblr … which led to mommy-is-a-slut.tumblr.com. The banner across the top was a leggy blonde with her ass in the air, vibrators shoved up her ass and pussy as she held a third one to her clit. He unzipped his jeans and started stroking his cock as he scrolled down … and his heart stopped. The next photo showed his aunt, topless in her kitchen. There was no mistaking it. It was his Aunt Bridgette. The long blonde hair,...
I met Cecilia in a wine bar after I had finished playing a classical guitar gig. She had very long jet black hair, oval shaped chestnut brown eyes, and a wide mouth with lush, full, brightly painted red lips. Cecilia was dressed in a black coloured bell shaped skirt of textured fabric topped by a thin, black, silk blouse which covered her enormous bosom. She was fairly tall, slim, and statuesque but endowed with a graceful air and posture. I thought that Cecilia looked familiar, like a portrait...
I met Cecilia in a wine bar after I had finished playing a classical guitar gig. She had very long jet black hair, oval shaped chestnut brown eyes, and a wide mouth with lush, full, brightly painted red lips. Cecilia was dressed in a black coloured bell shaped skirt of textured fabric topped by a thin, black, silk blouse which covered her enormous bosom. She was fairly tall, slim, and statuesque but endowed with a graceful air and posture. I thought that Cecilia looked familiar, like a portrait...
SupernaturalHer long triangular shaped fingers were painted with burgundy nail polish. I watched her as she stood at the end of the bar drinking a glass of red wine and wondered if she was there with someone or alone. Before I had the chance to gather the courage to strike up a conversation, she picked up her drink and moved towards my side of the bar. Her voice, though soft, was so sweet that I immediately felt drawn to her. Cecilia thanked me for my earlier performance and asked if I had any plans for...
Guests should begin arriving at 12:30PM, she (the hosting Cd) said, so be here by noon. You’ll have time to get dressed, apply make up, and I’ll shoot some warm-up photos while we wait. I arrived promptly at 11:50AM. It’s always both exciting and a little spooky meeting a new gurl-friend as it was that day as I approached and rang the doorbell. But, she immediately made me feel warm and most welcomed. I couldn’t help but notice a table in her playroom where there were six of the largest rubber...
Cecilia fell pregnant rather sooner than I had imagined she would; for some reason I'd thought that the effect the birth control pills had had on her system would have taken a little longer to wear off. Yeah, well, what do we men know about such things? From what I've been told since, I gather if you miss one pill for a day or so, or even take the wrong medicine with them there's a possibility that you could soon find a bun cooking away in the oven. Anyway Cecilia made the announcement...
I suppose I should be able to say at this point that Emily and I didn't contact or speak to each other after she returned home and accepted Graham's proposal of marriage. I'm afraid I can't say that we did that until after their wedding. We spoke on the telephone for an hour or so every week right up until the fateful day arrived eight months later. Emily needed assurance that she was doing the right thing. As she had said she loved Graham but she wasn't in love with him. If you can't...
It wasn’t like they hadn’t seen her naked, she thought. The boys always found excuses to pop their heads into the bathroom while she showered or got dressed. On hot days, she was almost never full dressed, letting them see her in the skimpiest of cut-off jeans and bikini tops. Hell, she’d flash them her boobs or tits just because they asked any time. And they asked a lot, usually on movie nights when they’d compare her to the actresses on the screen. They’d seen men fuck her on more than one...
I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading and editing skills; and of course their encouragement. Clarification: Muggin's = someone who has been conned into performing some service, or been otherwise disadvantaged through an embarrassingly simple ruse. "Youngs" is a formal-dress rental company with outlets all over the UK. In the following weeks I was pleased to hear through the family grapevine that Shirley and Brian were back together and engaged again; and...
Jason and Cecilia only spent a few minutes relaxing before she had to get up, get showered and turn on her duty radio. Midnight was fast approaching, the beginning of her 24-hour shift as duty RA. She would have to go to the front desk at about 11:30, get a briefing from her co-worker going off duty, and fill out a duty roster checklist. She had no illusions of any peace, given that it was a Friday night and the fraternities were in the midst of rush. After he got dressed, Cecilia escorted...
The older woman’s pussy tingled. She knew it was wrong to let this kid who was half her age treat her this way, but that just made it hotter. She licked her lips and gave him her sultriest gaze, practically inviting him to rape her. “I told you, Dustin, I’ll do anything you want me to. All you have to do is ask, baby.” Her nephew spit in her face. “I won’t be asking for shit,” he snapped. “You’re my fucktoy slave and you’ll do as your told.” “I’m not your slave, Dustin,” Bridgette...
The next few years seemed to slip by at breakneck speed for me. As Emily's twins got older they appeared to enjoy living with us and became, with their mother, an integral part of our family. I can't put my finger on exactly when they started to refer to me as their father. I think the first time I was aware that they were actually calling me dad was when I heard one of them say to the other, "You'll have to ask dad, if he knows." It was some help that she needed with school homework, I...
Swinging with Cecilia My girlfriend Cecilia was not a saint girlie. She was bisexual, had sex with me from time to time and cheated on her loving hubby Peter also. Her lover was a giant, muscular and well endowed black man. She used to say his monster black cock drove her crazy every time he fucked her. One night Cecilia and I were lying naked in her bed, no loving husbands at sight, when she confessed me that she had always had fantasies of being fucked by my hubby Victor.“Go ahead, babe; I...
At the moment, the boy was spent, face down on her bed, recovering from his marathon fuck session. Bridgette, still naked, straddled him, the warm mixture of his cum and her juices dribbling from her well-fucked pussy as she massaged her master’s shoulders. She alternated working the muscles beneath his sweat-slick skin with her hands with leaning forward to lick and kiss his shoulders. “Thank you, sir,” she murmured between licks. “Thank you for knowing what this slut needed and being man...
Cecilia, 55 year old latina pussyCecilia is the sister of the girl in my profile pic. She'll be turning 55 next month. She's not the hottest gilf, but I wouldn't hesitate to knock the dust off that pussy. I still see her around in the neighborhood from time to time and still looks amazing. She also broke up with her boyfriend recently so I'm trying to slide in there. Hopefully nudes to come! Her sister Eira, the one in my profile pic, I can only imagine told her about my fat 8" cock and was...
That morning I woke and realized that Cecilia's fingers were massaging between my thighs, stroking through the soft cotton fabric of my panties. We had shared my bed from time to time; since we were in our first year.We were always snuggly, more than with my other friends. I was used to wake up and find Cecilia’s arm over me, her warm body fitting into the curves of my buttocks. But she had never touched me like this. I was surprised at first, but it felt so amazing that I did not resist. In...
Why did I feel like I was about to have a baby? Maybe it was because Melanie was behind me, my body propped up on hers, and mom had my legs spread as wide as she could get them as she stood in front of me in the pool. The only difference was Melanie reaching around and pressing hard onto my breasts and mom having her fingers buried deep inside my pussy. But it finally felt like my body was going to get release. I looked around, scanning the area that surrounded me. The sun was bright and I...
IncestI met Cecilia in a wine bar after I had finished playing a classical guitar gig. She had very long jet black hair, oval shaped chestnut brown eyes, and a wide mouth with lush, full, brightly painted red lips. Cecilia was dressed in a black coloured bell shaped skirt of textured fabric topped by a thin, black, silk blouse which covered her enormous bosom. She was fairly tall, slim, and statuesque but endowed with a graceful air and posture. I thought that Cecilia looked familiar, like a portrait...
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This is a true story, so, to protect her identity, I'll call her Kandi.She is my personal sex slave and slut. She is not my girlfriend. In fact, I am engaged to be married to a man. But there is dominant part of me that loves to sexually control, use and engage in rough sex with bimbo bitches who love it just as much as i. Kandi comes when I call. She knows not to bother me unless I initiate contact ... or else she'll be punished. Last weekend, I phoned her and told her to meet me at a...
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