Kiss, But Dont Tell free porn video

This is a FigCaption - special HTML5 tag for Image (like short description, you can remove it)

Every day I wake up and do the same thing over and over again. I really hate routine, it drives me nutty. I wasn’t always like this. At one point I was carefree and did what I wanted. It wasn’t until I got into a relationship and moved in with her, that things seemed to fall into a routine. Her routine.

My girlfriend is the controlling type. She is always telling me what to do, where to go, when to be back. It didn’t occur to me how much she was doing it until I met Katie. She asked me why I let Amber control me the way I do. I told her I hadn’t noticed. She flat out told me I needed to open my eyes.

0
0

07.01.2023
7
0

Tags:
cheating

Same as Kiss, But Dont Tell Videos

dont call her a skank

Introduction: This happened about 3 moths ago My wife and I decided go to the mountains for a week. So we rented a cabin and everything was going fine except no sex. First night she was too tired, the next night she was dirty and had a headache, by the third day I had enough and decided to take her on a long bike ride and hopefully when we got back and she showered she would be too tired to say no and just give in. And after mountain biking with her only wearing a sports bra and shorts there...

I wont tell if you dont Part 2 Aftermath

Introduction: a sister discovers her brothers voyeurism of her The following story picks up from the end of the edited /reposted Part 1. Thanks to everyone for the feedback for improving my writing-please continue to do so. This part of the story is more about my getting discovered and how we dealt with it, leading to our closer relationship. To get Beths help in writing all this, I promised to include this painful, funny, but less sexy part of the tale so we dont seem like mindless,...

I wont if you dont

So, same question goes to you i dont do shitting or animals And you might just wanna name them That's it? pretty much oh yeah, and children Gotcha. What about incest in general though very much so Any scenes in mind? depends, what are your limits? Quite literally, none. Ask Velma. good im also big into watersports Excellent i like younger girls but not too young Eh, I'm 2 years younger than you, but if you want me to be 18 or something in the rp, that's fine ...

I dont think you can do it

Introduction: My girlfriend lays down the gauntlet, and I accept her challenge. This is a true story that happened over 20 years ago, when my wife and I were dating. You might be asking yourself how a story can be categorized as consensual sex, reluctance, and rape? Well, some readers might categorize this story as consensual sex, while others might think it was rape. If you want, read the story and let me know how you would label my actions. First, just a little background information for...

Please Dont Rape Me

Introduction: Written By Yours Psychotically~ The stars glittered, the night dark and eerily quiet… You stumble across the sidewalk, your skirt from the club scrunched up high, revealing your black lace panties snug tightly against your wet folds. The cold night air blowing, making your nipples erect and visible through the thin material of your dress. The club was hot and heated, too many guys were groping and pressing against you, leaving you no choice but to leave. Unfortunately you didnt...

dont cum sissie

I got picked up by that very cute ebony teen girl, who had invited for the frat party tonightI didn't know her much, she s taller and very pretty with nice perky titiesI didn't understand what was going on, i was walking with her into a basement condominium and was wondering where was the partybut she knew exactly what she was doingthere was a party i could ear the musici got inside with her and was soon met by 2 of her cute black girl friend, bot in very sexy skirt , shaking my hand''you are...

Dont get hard

Faculty parties are always a good way to make friends when ou start a degree in a city you just moved itthat was his pitch to get me at his faculty partywell i tought it wasbut this faculty had some pretty weird secret group who every semester , had this scheme going onI wasnt the only white guy , we were 4 when my floor neighbor and me got at the partybut no girls were there yet only some black guys friends of my next door dorm neighbor Alex I was i the living room talking with a white guy...

her mom dont know she is a slut

there is this girl name well lets just call her amy incase she ever finds out a bout me puting this up here she is a friend of mine and she lives a street over from me a bit on the chubby side thats ok iam big aswell and like all girls well last night after i got off of here to lay down for bed a round 2am this morring i just could not sleep so i said i think i will talk a walk to gas stayion to get some pepsi to drink and maybe a few slim jims well amy was siting on her steps as i went...

Estelle

Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post it at your own site, please contact the author for permission at [email protected] Copyright 2004 Kathy Morris, All Rights Reserved. ESTELLE By Kathy...

Estelle

Estelle sat before her dressing table, putting the finishing touches to her makeup. She had prepared herself as well as she was able, as her lover tonight was her benefactor - as the kept "whore" of Marcus Smith she owed her whole self to him and indeed, she loved him, but more than that, she loved the way she had been moulded and shaped into pleasing him as his smoking fetish slut - to be used by him as, and when, he wished.It was Marcus who had taken her off the streets two year's previously...

Chantelle

Introduction: A Christmas skiing holiday that changed everything Chantelle I suppose it started with how she was interacting with the guy who was with her. She was French, I could hear since I was standing right behind her in the ski-lift queue. She looked somewhere around my own age of twenty-two, and a similar average height too, while the guy looked in his late thirties and was only a little taller. She held a LOT of eye contact with him, really listening and responding to him, and he was...

ButtCrack

Some chick’s buttcrack was hanging out in front of me at the grocery store this morning as she grabbed something off the bottom shelf. She’d gone through a lot of trouble to mask up to prevent the spread of COVID but seemed to make no effort to halt that subtle spread of her cheeks as she squatted low, her booty cleavage exposed to me, and any other voyeur who happened to be around. I reached for my phone to snap a souvenir, but by the time I pulled it from my pocket, the young hottie had stood...

Premium Voyeur Porn Sites

Dont Judge A Book By The Cover

"Well, well, well.... will you look at who it is.." I hear this every morning when i go to school... its the boy cheerleader.. yepp and i hear it from the star quarterback on the high school football team.... with his friends that are right behind him laughing... What is it. Well if you be really nice i will let you watch us in the shower after the championship game ok.... let me let you guys in on a secret... the quarterbacks name is Matt... and he is the ultimate ladies man.....

Dont get caught playing with markers

Introduction: Sarah 9 this is a dark fantasie of my own, this story is not for the weak minded so please dont read it if you dont like young rape and dark fantasies. My name is Sarah, I have long auburn hair hazel green eyes Im 5ft1 short and slim with pale white skin and freckles on my cheeks and arms. I was 9 when my life utterly changed. My family was moving to Toronto from Montreal, we were listening to led zeppelin of course my dads favorite band when the moving truck spun out of control...

Dont mix with bad lads

I was always told to stay out of trouble. Ever since growing up I always made sure of that. I had just turned 18 a few months before and was walking home from a mates birthday. I was on cloud nine having just arranged a date with a very attractive girl. I couldnt control my emotions as I skipped down the street. I guess if I was thinking better I would have chosen a better way to walk home. But I didnt.I took the mistake of walking through the park, then the council estate. Bridging the two was...

you dont know unless you try

I hope that someone reads this and in someway understands its a true story the reason i tell it is to hopefully find like minded people . I grew up in east london with 6 aunts and one uncle .I must have been about 8 years old when it all began . i came in from school early this day went upstairs as i always did i heard music playing on a radio in my nans kitchen i looked through crack in the door and saw my aunt getting ready for work instead of walking away i kept watching she was w****d in a...

We dont have to have sex

I ask if you want me to help you out with that situation, but of course you say, "no, I can handle myself." (We're not really at the point in our relationship where we can just have sex together all the time) I ask if I can watch you do your thing while I do mine. You say, yes, as you throw the blanket back and pull off your sweats and panties, I can totally see your dark, wet lips glistening in the light. I just finished giving you a back rub and rubbing on your big brown booty, squeezing your...

Kissa Sins Twitter 8000 751000

How many times have you jerked off to Kissa Sins in the past? Too many to count? Once? Never heard of her? Bro, if it’s the latter, where the fuck have you been all this time?If you want to beat off to an amazing performer that is not afraid to embrace her weird fucking side, then you have to start following Kissa Sins on her official Twitter account: Twitter.com/KissaSins. You will find a whole host of images, GIFs, videos, and updates about her gigs and life overall that will make you want to...

Twitter Porn Accounts

Little Arab Buttercup part four

These are the tales of my little Arab buttercup. My Aisha, now Annie. Having brought her out of Africa, so to speak, we had settled into American life. Working in Silicon Valley was good work for me. And with my well paid job my buttercup could spend her days writing and learning to be a good American. She loved it here. She also loved me. More than anything in the world. I had rescued her from a life she had hated and never wanted to think of again. Now we had moved on in our relationship. I...

The Orchid The Storyteller

This story is an allegory of a real life relationship that developed in my life. It helped me cope with disappointment, and to perhaps be better able to accept the reality that had crashed upon my infatuated fantasy. I cope with the friendship better now, having decided that staying a part of her life is better than nothing, yet there are times when the attraction is still magnetic. I’m sure there are many of you out there who have experienced such a thing and perhaps this will give you a...

Chantelle

Damn, I had just flooded my panties with a hot load of cum - well not MY panties, my daughter's panties. What was I going to do, they were such petty panties, soft, lacy nearly see through and my hard cock looked so good in them now, they were a sticky soggy mess - how could I put them back in her panty drawer. Then just as things could not get any worse my stepdaughter, walked in on me.... Shit happens So, she caught me, 45 years old, slim, and fit, wearing the...

my girlfriend is a little slut but i dont care

Is my girl to much of a slut?!live_your_dream48 is it a good or a bad when the woman u build up a life with is a real sexfreak? Well on one side its great to have plenty of sex all the time and that she always horny and that her pussy is as wet as a waterslide. Can a girl be to sluty in your guys opinions? Even tho Its a strange feeling that probaly alot of your friends banged her. On one side it really turns me on her slutty ways, and it doenst matter to me, even tho she would fuck like 500...

Butterscotch

"I ordered butterscotch," she said, in a voice that sounded like she was unaccustomed to speaking over the meaningless noise of other people. It was a refined, educated voice but it was a voice that gave the impression that its possessor might have been more comfortable communicating in whispers. An English voice; not remarkable in London, and certainly pleasant to listen to with its warm, soft and almost timid tone. "I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you," replied the waiter then...

Butterscotch Part 1

“I ordered butterscotch,” she said, in a voice that sounded like she was unaccustomed to speaking over the meaningless noise of other people. It was a refined, educated voice but it was a voice that gave the impression that its possessor might have been more comfortable communicating in whispers. An English voice, not remarkable in London , and certainly pleasant to listen to with its warm, soft and almost timid tone. “I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you,” replied the waiter then...

Butterscotch Part 1

“I ordered butterscotch,” she said, in a voice that sounded like she was unaccustomed to speaking over the meaningless noise of other people. It was a refined, educated voice but it was a voice that gave the impression that its possessor might have been more comfortable communicating in whispers. An English voice; not remarkable in London , and certainly pleasant to listen to with its warm, soft and almost timid tone. “I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you,” replied...

The Debutante

The Debutante Janet Stickney [email protected] When I was 16 I bought my first formal. It was all white, floor length, with a sweetheart neckline and puffy cap sleeves. It cost me almost $200, but it was worth it simply because it was mine. I tried it on in my room and then hung it in the basement among all of the other dresses that were there. My name is Jeff Grant, I'm 17 now, a short skinny guy with no girlfriend or even many boy friends. A serious student,...

Doing the Debutante

Chapter 1: Meeting Judy This sexy incident occurred one summer when Tom was a cadet at the Air Force Academy. He'd finished up his junior year and the Air Force had sent him to an Air Force base in the Midwest part of the country for a period of four weeks. Before the dozen or so Air Force Academy cadets had departed from the Academy for their summer tours, an organizer for a debutante ball at the base where they would be had contacted them and asked if they would be willing to serve as...

Kissy Kat

Kissy Kat was the CB handle of a lovely young lady I dated back in the hay-day of CB radios. We dated frequently, maybe too frequently. She was twenty-years old, and as cute as they come. She was 5’2" tall and slightly plump. Her extra weight contributed to her wonderfully oversized tits, tits that I loved playing with. She had shoulder-length blonde hair that was silky to the touch and always smelled like flowers. Kissy was a gentle lover that liked to be screwed slow and easy. That is, until...

Painsluts of Buttermilk Falls

ONE "You see, Entworth, I saw you last night at the PainCafe, when you were hitting that girl's breasts....she was tied down, her hands were, and you kept, like thrashing her with that wire thing." Jinx O'Casey smiled at Entworth beseechingly. ? Entworth's swarthy face?stared at Jinx through his prescription sunglasses, his copy of "Soap Opera Digest" forgotten. "You-you aren't here about my share of the rent?" He tried to look matter of fact, but this was an extreme relief. ? Jinx shook her...

Little Arab ButtercupChapter 4

These are the tales of my little Arab buttercup. My Aisha, now Annie. Having brought her out of Africa, so to speak, we had settled into American life. Working in Silicon Valley was good work for me. And with my well paid job my buttercup could spend her days writing and learning to be a good American. She loved it here. She also loved me. More than anything in the world. I had rescued her from a life she had hated and never wanted to think of again. Now we had moved on in our relationship. I...

Who said girls dont get horny

My periods were due, so I was feeling on edge and figety, in the mood for a fight equalled by the need for love, physical love, the rough hard type that makes you yearn to be taken and subdued. I made straight for the park when the bell rang, leaving all my friends behind. I needed to be alone, to sit and wait to see if someone, anyone will arrive and do it. I picked a spot close to the bushes and up and away from the walkway, so people walking would be at a distance, and I could be left alone...

Slut wife just dont tell her husband

Im bored so i thought id write a short story about a slut wife.Sarah is a slut. Theres no other way of saying it, shes a cock hungry slut. Everybody knows about her slutty ways except her husband. Theres only 2 things that sarah works hard at, 1: getting fucked and 2: making sure her husband has no idea.She was a slut from the first time she got fucked in school. She and her boyfriend skipped a class and had sex for the first time in a toilet. From that moment on sarah was addicted to cock. If...

Who said girls dont get horny

My periods were due, so I was feeling on edge and figety, in the mood for a fight equalled by the need for love, physical love, the rough hard type that makes you yearn to be taken and subdued.I made straight for the park when the bell rang, leaving all my friends behind. I needed to be alone, to sit and wait to see if someone, anyone will arrive and do it.I picked a spot close to the bushes and up and away from the walkway, so people walking would be at a distance, and I could be left alone to...

Banggalore8230 One evening wid Pari8230 Dont miss this 1

Bang-galore… One evening wid Pari… (Dont miss this 1) By: Aneesh (Bangalore) Well friends I had been planning to write this weekend but something forced me to do this. I am Aneesh and I had been writing stories off late due to 3 reasons. One I am hornier as age passes. Two I am single and looking for a girl who is ok to my lusty style to settle down and also beautiful and ready to fuck any time any hole any position. Three, I thought I will meet some more gals over the web. To tell the truth I...

daddy dont cry

i just came home from my prom i was wearing a blue prom dress, i walked into the house after saying night to my boyfriend, i walked in trough the door when somebody put their hand over my mouth and was taken the the main room, where i see my dad beaten up,their is a man holding a baseball bat, he is demanding money. my father tells them where the money is, thier is none, he turns to me and says, either you tell me where the money is or i will kill your daughter, he walks over to me, and says...

daddy dont cry

i just came home from my prom i was wearing a blue prom dress, i walked into the house after saying night to my boyfriend, i walked in trough the door when somebody put their hand over my mouth and was taken the the main room, where i see my dad beaten up,their is a man holding a baseball bat, he is demanding money. my father tells them where the money is, thier is none, he turns to me and says, either you tell me where the money is or i will kill your daughter, he walks over to me, and says...

Slut wife just dont tell her husband

Theres only 2 things that sarah works hard at, 1: getting fucked and 2: making sure her husband has no idea. She was a slut from the first time she got fucked in school. She and her boyfriend skipped a class and had sex for the first time in a toilet. From that moment on sarah was addicted to cock. If it meant boyfriends leaving her she didnt care, she just had to have cocks fucking her and either filling her or covering her in cum. Her first boyfriend left her when he found out that she...

daddy dont cry

very sexy i just came home from my prom i was wearing a blue prom dress, i walked into the house after saying night to my boyfriend, i walked in trough the door when somebody put their hand over my mouth and was taken the the main room, where i see my dad beaten up, their is a man holding a baseball bat, he is demanding money. my father tells them where the money is, thier is none, he turns to me and says, either you tell me where the money is or i will kill your daughter, he walks over to me,...

Little Arab Buttercup part two

All had gone as planned. I had been able to secretly and discretely get my little buttercup out of her Northern Africa country. I had simply made very special plans with a French smuggler in the port. We knew who all the players were at the consulate. We kept track. We sometimes used them for missions that were not quite kosher, so to speak. I was good friends with the CIA operative in the consulate. His title was Secretary of something or other, but we all knew his mission here. And we had...

Butterfly Beach X Seasons or Dance of the Butterflies

Autumn.Eventually, I felt the need to feel the sun and the wind once more, and ventured to the surface, accompanied by my alien lover, Isshu. It was nighttime, and the air was brisk upon my naked flesh. I could not remember the last time I bothered to cover my nakedness – the memory was as distant as that of my life before this island. Paris and London had become places in barely remembered stories. I remembered my companions, of course, especially Em. I contented myself with the knowledge...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi

Drama in Buttermilk Falls

GID'S REUNION Gideon??Reinicke and his sister Kate had quite a reunion It was a yearly thing at this point, but they always both looked forward to it.! He'd picked her up at the airport, and taken her to lunch, and they'd discussed old times, and Kate's art gallery, and of course Gideon's practice as?the most prominent?allergist in Buttermilk Falls. ? Kate had asked Gid over lunch whether there were any romantic prospects in his life. "You know, I know you must be lonely, Gideon, are you...

The Tutor of Buttermilk Falls

THE TUTOR OF BUTTERMILK FALLSONE Alfred Nemirow rubbed his throbbing dick tentatively, and gave Fanchon an imploring look. His wife of?three years was impervious to such looks,but Alf tried anyway. He looked down at the steaming Starbucks cup, and then checked? the mirrors of the Mitsubishi Galant...was anyone looking? ? God knows no one wanted to catch Kissler Systems's head Accounting and Financial Recruiter commiting an act of obscenity right outside the damn office...even if he was with his...

The Debutante

The Debutante Timmy had been suspended from school for the second time. Ever since he had reached puberty he had been in trouble in some way. His mother was at her wits' end. This time she was determined to do something about it. She sent him to his room immediately and poured herself a drink to calm down a bit. What could she do? She did not want him to turn to a life of crime. She loved her son and since her husband's death it had been very difficult. If she had a daughter it might...

Kissy Kat

Kissy Kat was the CB handle if a lovely young lady I dated back in the hay-day of CB radios. We dated frequently, maybe too frequently. She was twenty-years-old, and as cute as they come. She was 5'2" tall and slightly on the plump side. Her extra weight contributed to her having wonderfully oversized set of tits. I loved playing with her tits, and she liked them firmly fondled. She had shoulder-length blonde hair that was silky to the touch and always smelled like flowers. Kissy was a...

Little Arab Buttercup part three

My little Arab buttercup, Aisha, had been married to me for over a year now. I found work with a civilian contractor for the military. My technical and computer training in the army gave me the knowledge and experience they needed there in Silicon Valley. We were living about thirty minutes away from my job. Aisha preferred to be called Annie now. She was completely westernized in every way. She always spoke English, and had become fluent. She was so fluent that she had started writing in...

Stella

?Stella, the car is here already.? Leila calls from the hallway.Stella grunts. She is being laced into her black silk Medeq corset by her slave daughter melanie and she is standing, hands on hips, checking her makeup as well as the constriction of her already tiny waist in the floor length mirror in her bedroom.?The worm can wait Leila, tell him to get the cases into the car..!? She shouts in return. She stands patiently as the girl passes the laces around her waist and ties them in a neat bow...

Frank and Stella

Love is something that I have a hard time understanding. Love is only an emotion right? So how can an emotion make you stupid? How can love cause you to do things that no man in his right mind would even consider? It was a little late for me to be asking the question. The damage has already been done. I met Stella in middle school. I started dating her in the ninth grade and we were going steady by the time we started tenth. We had an argument and broke up for a while, but were back together...

Stella

She allowed her head briefly to rest on the shower wall, feeling the cascade of water over her body drown out the pounding of her head. She turned around and let the water beat around her shoulders as she imagined the previous nights beer and rum and whatever else spilled on her to be flowing off. As she massaged shampoo into her long auburn hair she tried to remember last night. And realized she had hit a complete blank, but there was enough evidence to assume the worst. She had woken...

Stella

Introduction: Young woman is kidnapped and tortured Please go gentle, this is my very first sex story. The beginning of this is all about the torture and dominance so there isnt very much actual sex but there will be a lot more coming. She allowed her head briefly to rest on the shower wall, feeling the cascade of water over her body drown out the pounding of her head. She turned around and let the water beat around her shoulders as she imagined the previous nights beer and rum and whatever...

Butterscotch Part 5 new edit

The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the country to celebrate the old lady’s birthday. Quite a contrast between a Gothic sex club in inner London to the cottage of a grand old dame in the English countryside. Tamsin had told me very little about her grandmother except that she was called Ariadne and that this was her seventy-fifth birthday. That Ariadne had...

Butterscotch Part 5

Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me. I had seen that smile before; it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one. The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in...

Butterscotch Part 5 The House of Ariadne

Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before, it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...

Butterscotch Part 5 The House of Ariadne

Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before; it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...

Butterscotch Part 3

Friday 6:30 pm Drinks with the lads was great; a weekly rite of relaxation and male bonding. But all good things should come to an end. Not that the employees of the respected law firm of Marmaduke, Daintree and Partners ever let their Friday drinking get out of hand, but the time inevitably came to call it a day and to say good night. After the lads had bid me goodbye, I stepped out into the street and headed home. The evening was calm and mild by London standards and I dropped into...

Space Colony Stella

A switch in emphasis, but carries straight on from ‘EVE’. I wanted to expand the character of ‘Stella’, this is the result. **** From The Stars Stella found Mikey where Eve had said he would be, at his favourite night fishing spot. He was laying back, hands behind his head with his shirt open and his fishing rod in the crook of his knee. ‘He is kind of cute now’ Stella thought as she crept up on him ‘when did that happen?’ ‘Hiya Mikey! Caught anything or are you just drowning worms as...

Stella

Stella By Cal Y. Pygia Donald Pleasant had never had any doubts about Stella. To him, she was the most beautiful, sexiest woman alive. They'd been dating for three years when they'd gone to Glitz Gurlz Bar and Grille, a lesbian lounge that Stella, more out of curiosity than for any other motive, had long wanted to visit. Donald and Stella had been intimate so many times in those three years that each knew every inch of the other's body--all the hot spots, all the erogenous...

Nemesis Stella

Once again I must thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. Without those two wonderful people I don't think I would still be posting. As always I must also add that I can't leave a story alone. I could well have added some cock-ups after they have seen it and before it gets posted. That should keep the GPs happy at least. How do you know your loving wife is cheating on you and shagging her private stud on the side? Well,...

KissyFoot

Kissy-Footby Kimmie Holland and Meeah Mackenzie[authors note: This story was kindly passed on to us by our friend Bernadette who requested only that we post it in her own words. We have complied with her wishes, passing the original text—with her generous permission, of course—through the filter of a cursory spell check in order to correct only the grossest grammatical errors that might have confused the reader’s comprehension of this otherwise straightforward account of fetish, feminization,...

Porn Trends