Sue and Frank – her side
Sue decides to fuck Frank to please hubby, and loves it
Sue decides to fuck Frank to please hubby, and loves it
True story. First of three episodes
A new family moves in next door. They encounter financial problems and I jump in to help them out – for a price.
True story that happened earlier this month. This is my first story in a while, I haven’t posted in a couple of years as I have been incredibly busy with school. Austin and I had a lot of fun times but went our separate ways as he graduated and I left to Europe. Sorry for the incredibly long delay but I hope to post more as things happen here on my year abroad.
A Collection of My True Life Stories…
Greg, Teresa and I would continue to go out and party like we did before, however things were different now. Although there were never expectations, there was an unsaid desire that we all continued to have. Teresa would continue to dress up for us and I made sure that her pussy stayed shaven. However when we were out in public, although Teresa would still be very friendly with Greg, we never let on that we were a threesome, which only added to the anticipation.
One afternoon after spending the day together, we went over to his house. We did a couple of shots over his house to keep our buzz going and then we began to talk about Greg and his motorcycle racing days. He pulled out an old album where he showed us pictures of him racing and trophies that he had won. It was pretty cool and Teresa thought he looked sexy in his racing uniform. He mentioned that he still had it and went into the spare bedroom and brought it out to us.
As he was showing it to us, he asked Teresa if she wanted to try it on. She loves the feel of leather on her skin, and she was wearing just a pair of shorts and a t shirt. She dropped her shorts down right in the living room leaving her panties on and took off her shirt and bra. Greg knelt beside her so she could step into the suit and then he pulled it up and stepped behind her and helped her put her arms into the suit. It zipped up in front from the crotch up to the neck. Greg was grinning ear to ear looking at my wife as she stood there in his suit with her perky tits still showing.
Greg asked if he could take some pictures of her. Both of us agreed and she posed for some really sexy pictures. Unfortunately it was summer time and the suit was hot so she didn’t wear it for very long. She was getting very turned on as she was receiving all of this attention from Greg and me. So she went over to the floor space in front of the couch and coffee table and pulled off her panties.
Greg had a bean bag chair that I sat down in and he went and sat down on the couch. Teresa lay down in the floor in front of us and started to rub her clit. Greg and I were a little surprised at this, but we were definitely enjoying what we were seeing. I started to talk to her and asked her if she was enjoying rubbing on her pussy while Greg and I watched. She said she was and picked up the pace of rubbing her moist throbbing clit.
She was moaning in front of us now as she was massaging her tit with her other hand. She had placed her head on the floor and closed her eyes and arched her back as if we were not even there. She brought herself to an orgasm and then looked at both of us sitting there watching her in amazement. She had her, “I need a dick” look on her face and I was totally turned on.
I asked Greg if he wanted to fuck her and he said he didn’t and then told me to fuck her. I asked him if he minded, since this was his place and I didn’t want to just assume that I could fuck my old lady anywhere I wanted, including his house and he assured me that it was okay with him. So I crawled over to her and she undid my pants as I took off my shirt. I then took my boxers off as she lay back down before me and she spread her legs. I felt her pussy with my fingers and it was both smooth and wet. She took a couple of strokes of my cock in her hand and felt how hard it was.
I then positioned myself between her legs and slid right in. She was a little tight, but she felt so good. After a couple of strokes, she was a perfect fit and I felt right at home. It didn’t take long for me to pick up the pace as I began fucking my wife in front of Greg again. She placed her hands over her head as she was enjoying me fucking her hard. I asked Greg if he had any rope that he could tie her hands up with, but he said that he didn’t have any. He did go into his kitchen and pull out some duct tape though.
Teresa was getting more and more excited with eagerness to see what we “boys” were up to. Greg then grabbed a hold of her arms and duct taped them together at her wrists, but he didn’t cut the tape. He stood about four feet from her head and held on to the roll and pulled on her arms to stretch her out. This was a total turn on for both my wife and me as we have played with bondage with each other before, but this was the first with someone else.
He was yelling at her and telling her to enjoy it. I was fucking her for all I was worth. After about 15 minutes of pure fucking as he held onto her arms in the air, I came hard into her. As I came into her, he let go of the tape and her arms fell to the floor. I rolled off of her and he walked back over to the couch. I asked her if she enjoyed that, and she was very eager to say, “Yes”. She laid there on the floor trying to catch her breath. Her pussy was pulsating. I brushed her hair out of her face and leaned over to kiss her. She brought her arms back down to her stomach as they were still taped together.
I undid her arms and then got up next to her and put my shorts back on and sat back in the bean chair. She got up and sat next to Greg, still naked. I knew what she was wanting; she wanted Greg to fuck her next. She had my cum running out of her pussy as Greg was rubbing on her leg. It didn’t take long for my wife to go for Greg’s dick and she started to rub it. I remained on the bean bag chair on the floor next to them and watched them make out. They were whispering in each other’s ear and I could not tell what they were saying. Then Greg stood up and asked if I minded if he took Teresa back into his bedroom with him. I said, “No, I don’t mind at all”. Then she stood up and went back into the bedroom with him, leaving the door open.
I moved to the couch and spent about a half hour by myself watching TV. After the show was over I was flipping through the channels when Greg emerged from his bedroom. He was wearing his shorts so I figured they were done. I walked back into the bedroom and saw Teresa lying there. When she saw me she went ahead and got up. I couldn’t tell if he had fucked her, but Teresa is a screamer and I didn’t hear any screams. I never did ask her what happened that night while I sat in the living room, but she said that Greg still wasn’t totally comfortable with me being there. I wasn’t willing or ready to leave her at Greg’s house as the day turned into night and I was ready to go home.
A couple of weeks later, Greg drove over to our house in the evening. We all had taken naps and slept most of the afternoon away, so by the time the evening rolled around, we had lots of energy. We got dressed up and were ready to go out. Teresa put on a short skirt and a very nice top. I had shaven her pussy as usual. She was wearing a new pair of panties that really weren’t panties. They were a sexy laced piece of cloth that had a set of beads that was attached from the front to the back. When she put them on, they ran down the crack of her ass and fit in between her lips. She liked them because when she walked they rubbed her clit.
She was eager to show Greg her new underwear and he liked them as well. We went down to the Rodeo and I drove us down to the Pink Pony. While on our way there, we talked about this and that, but noting in particular. Once we were inside, Greg and I tipped some of the girls on the stages and we took a seat with Teresa at a table close to the main stage. A sexy waitress came over to us and we ordered drinks. We all had beer. Greg and I continued to scope the place and Teresa was watching us like we were dogs in heat. We eventually found us some girls and we each had table dances. The girls really liked Teresa and Teresa liked the attention.
Eventually the shot girl came over to our table. She was very hot and dressed in a uniform that consisted of short shorts and a revealing low cut shirt. She had test tube shots in a test tube holder she carried with her. I bought Teresa a shot and the shot girl asked Teresa which kind she would like. Teresa asked what flavors she had. She said, “Jaeger”…. And Teresa said “Yes”. The girl pulled the test tube filled with Jaeger and then climbed on Teresa’s lap. It was extremely sexy to watch. Teresa grabbed the young girl’s hips to hold her in place and the shot girl proceeded to take the test tube filled with Jaeger and held it above her head and flicked it with her tongue like it was a dick. She then licked it up one side and down the other and then took the test tube and deep throated it. After the shot girl was done deep throating the shot, she took it and placed it between her tits and grabbed the back of Teresa’s head. Teresa bent her head over and took the test tube in her mouth and the shot girl held her breasts together and rose up in Teresa’s lap and had Teresa take the shot without any hands. It was actually quiet impressive and a great skill!
We hung out for another hour or so enjoying the girls, the drinks, and Teresa’s company. She would show off a little here and there, teasing us like all the other girls were. Once we had a good buzz going, and we were all worked up, we decided that we should head on home. We piled back in the Rodeo, Greg got in the back behind me and Teresa laid in the passenger seat and I drove. We hadn’t even pulled out of the parking lot and Greg had Teresa lean the seat back so that he could make out with her and raise her shirt up and kiss on her nipples.
I pulled out and started driving home and watched out of the corner of my eye and watched the two of them embrace each other in kisses while Greg helped Teresa out of her shirt. She was squirming with eagerness, as I reached over and started to finger her already wet pussy. This was her signal that she didn’t need her skirt or beaded panties anymore so she pulled both of them off so that she was completely naked as we drove home. I asked Greg to take over fingering her pussy for me as I turned on the lights inside so passer by’s could get a good look at her and what fun Greg was having with her. Teresa and I did something similar one time when we were on our way home and we were hungry. She was laid back and I was fingering her as we went through the drive thru and the young black guy who handed us our food got a full view of me fingering her pussy. Although this time we went strait home.
Once we arrived back at our place and parked, Teresa was eager to get up to the apartment so she could have us service her better. She got out of the Rodeo, totally naked not even noticing our down stairs neighbor outside smoking on his front porch and walked up three flights of stairs as Greg and I walked behind her. While I was fumbling for the keys, Greg had Teresa pinned up against the wall outside feeling her up and kissing on her neck. Once I had the door open I stood there and watched them for a little bit before they broke their kiss and came in.
Teresa ran in and grabbed the blanket that was on the bed and brought it back out to the floor in the living room. Greg and I grabbed a beer, but they never even got opened. Teresa had other ideas. She lay down on her back and Greg went right between her legs and started to eat her out. Along with having one of the best looking pussies I have ever seen, it also tastes as good as it looks. I sat in the recliner and watched him eat her out for a good twenty minutes and then he stopped all of a sudden and said to me, “Go get her Robo”.
Without hesitation, I got up from the recliner, and went into the bedroom and retrieved the Robo. Who am I to argue with the boss?! When I got back into the living room, he was back to eating her pussy, which he was obviously enjoying, so I just laid the Robo by her side and sat back in the recliner and continued to watch him. Greg was an expert pussy eater, I don’t know if I ever ate her pussy that good, or if from my angle, I was just able to see how much Teresa truly enjoyed having her pussy eaten. She was screaming and crying about how good it felt and she had her hands on Greg’s head, caressing him and encouraging him to continue eating her pussy for as long as he could. I could see that his face was buried into her with his tongue working her clit deeply and his nose was pleasantly filled with her sweet aroma, not to mention his chin was covered with her sweet nectar.
When Greg came up for air as Teresa was getting closer to cumming he noticed that I was sitting in the recliner again watching intensely with amazement and picked up Robo asking Teresa, “Is this what you want?” She replied back to him, “Oh yes, give it to me baby” very erotically. He put it at the opening of her vagina as she held onto the back of her knees pulling her legs up into the air and spreading her legs wider, wanting Robo so badly she could almost taste it. He teased her a little bit and she enjoyed every second of Greg’s touch. He gently pressed the head past the opening of her vagina and slowly let it penetrate her. He twisted it a couple of times and then turned the rotating beads on. He pulled it out a little bit and then drove Robo into her a little further and still twisted it as it plunged into her deeper. He withdrew it again and then turned on the vibrating clitoral stimulator. Sending chill bumps all over Teresa’s body, he drove Robo in as far as it would go. Teresa was in pure ecstasy and probably didn’t think she could be any more turned on as Greg pleasured her. Boy was she wrong.
Greg then moved beside her and was on his knees. She had her hands down by her side and was gripping the blanket with both hands as Greg continued to work her pussy with Robo. He saw how much pleasure she was in and looked over his shoulder at me and said with almost a little sarcasm, “She is very turned on, isn’t she?” I said, “Of course, you have a special touch for her”. He just smiled with encouragement and turned his attention back to her.
Because he had moved, I couldn’t see Robo working her clit anymore and when she gushes, I love to see it. So I got out of the recliner and knelt beside her head on the same side that Greg was on. I pulled her hair back and started to massage and kiss on her tits. I could only imagine how she felt with her two favorite guys in her life with their only goal was to fully pleasure her. She then reached up and started to rub my cock through my pants and even lightly bite through them with her wanting mouth. Greg, enjoyed watching her doing this too and said, “Yeah, you like that don’t you Teresa?” I took my cock out of my pants so she could suck on it and with one plunge of her mouth, I was completely inside her mouth and down her throat.
Greg also did something new to Teresa that took both me and her by enough surprise that it made her lay her head back down and I watched as her eyes rolled to the back of her head with pleasure. With the Robo in side of her, the clit stimulator on high, her juices flowing and with her already close to the edge, Greg found her pelvic bone and just above it he pressed down and inside of her. This was totally erotic and Teresa found a new feeling unique to Greg that drove her absolutely wild. It was as if he found her “G” spot from outside her body and was able to rub her to a climax like I have never seen before. We both watched her intensely as he worked his magic and then she came in gushes that impressed all of us.
She was screaming in ecstasy, while Greg and I continued to watch in amazement. Teresa was in pure heaven and Greg and I felt a deep pleasure in enjoying her fulfilling all of her desires and sexual needs. As she continued to enjoy every touch of her pussy and every soft kiss to her body that Greg and I delivered along with every kiss she was able to get with her tongue, Teresa was very much at a point where she was able to feel all of the sensations in the room and become a part of both Greg and I.
Greg could tell that I was super hard at this point and stayed beside her as he asked me if I wanted to fuck her. I was more than happy to let him go ahead and fuck the shit out of her as she desperately needed and wanted, but I wasn’t about to pass up on this pussy that was screaming for dick. Greg held open her legs as I moved in between them and placed my dick inside of her eager pussy. He moved up to the recliner and watched as I fucked her hard and fast, and came as fast, obviously not fulfilling all of her needs. Once we were finished and Greg noticed she was still horny and wet, he called for Teresa and she responded quickly as I lay on the floor beside her wet spot.
I lay on the floor and watched them kiss. He continued to whisper in her ear and she responded very positively. Greg then asked me if I had any porn that Teresa liked. I got up and found a DVD that Teresa and I most recently purchased from our local porn shop. Teresa and I recently discovered an old desire in us that both exited our bondage side as well as girl on girl action. Teresa slid down in between Greg’s legs as I put the movie in. We found us a movie that truly excited both of us and it was obvious from Greg’s own excitement that he liked it as well.
Greg asked Teresa if she liked that, knowing he knew the answer from an earlier session of ours. She has always been very turned on by porn, but especially bondage porn. Teresa lay back down in front of us and I grabbed a pillow for her to rest her head on. She picked Robo back up and placed it back into her and positioned herself so she could watch the DVD with us. After a little bit of enjoying her, enjoying herself, I asked her to join me on the couch. She lay down next to me, with Robo still firmly planted in her pussy. She put her legs over my lap as I sat there naked and worked Robo’s magic on her clit. She started bucking again, making Robo work her clit even rougher. I reached up and pinched her nipples which she enjoyed very much. I then reached down between her lips and grabbed her clit with my thumb and forefinger and pulled it out of her lips and mashed it against the vibrator. This sent her over the edge and she sat up and said in a very demanding voice to me, “I want you to fuck me!”
I was very hard by this point, so I just positioned myself next to the couch and grabbed one leg and put it in the air and slid my hard dick into her. She grabbed my ass and screamed, “Give it to me!” So I pounded her pretty hard for a couple of minutes and then I decided to flip her over. She was now facing away from me with her knees on the couch and her arms over the back of it, as Greg watched us from behind. I kept fucking her harder and harder and we were sliding off of the back of the couch and over the arm of the couch. She now had her hands completely on the floor as her ass was up in the air over the arm and I continued to pound into her. Greg thought this was better than any porn he had ever seen before and didn’t even notice what was on TV at this point and neither did we. I grabbed a hold of her with both hands and gave her good long hard strokes and then as she was getting closer to cumming, I put a finger in her ass to send her over the edge. I could feel everything contracting around my dick and my finger and then I finally exploded up inside of her for the second time tonight.
I backed off of her and she laid there over the side of the couch. I turned and looked at Greg, and said, “You should really try her out man! She feels really good and would love for you to fuck her!” Greg just smiled really big and said, “I think Teresa is pretty well fucked out. She has cum running down her legs and looks like she could use a break.” So Teresa sat back down on the couch and I lit a cigarette for her. The porn movie was still playing as Teresa and Greg toted on their cigarettes. I asked Teresa if she was having a good time and she said that she was. I asked Greg if he liked the bondage he saw on TV and he said he liked it as much as Teresa did. I turned to Teresa and asked her if she would like to be tied up and she turned to Greg and asked, “Would you like for me to be tied up?” Greg said, “Sure, what do you have in mind?”
Teresa and I had experimented many times before with bondage, so much that we kept the ropes tied to the bed. She lay down on the bed on her back and I put the ropes around her wrists and ankles so she was tied spread eagled on the bed having very limited movement. Once she was tied up, Greg knelt down beside her and started to tickle her body. While he was teasing her, I went to our “special” drawer and pulled out some clothes pins and some rat traps I had modified. I think this took Greg by a little surprise as he was not sure what I planned on doing with them. I placed the clothes pins on her lips, three on each side. Greg was a little weirded out, but he asked Teresa if she liked that. When she told him she did, Greg tried to stay involved and continued to tickle and tease the rest of her body while I licked her clit.
I then changed out the clothes pins with the mouse traps on her pussy lips. Teresa actually likes them better because rather than a pinching sensation the clothes pins give her, they give her more of a strong pressure sensation. Teresa continued to moan in pleasure, but this was completely new to Greg and something that took some getting use to for him. He started to get up and leave the room, and I asked him if he was okay. He just said, “Yeah, this just isn’t my thing”. Since we wanted to include him in on this, we decided to stop. So I untied Teresa and pulled the traps off of her lips. She was still very horny and not ready to give up on Greg.
We walked back into the living room and Greg was sitting on the couch where Teresa and I were fucking earlier. Teresa went and sat on his lap and put her arms around his neck. I put on a pair of shorts and sat down in the recliner across from them. He asked us if we really liked that kind of stuff and we said we did. He apologized for leaving us in there, but there was no need for an apology. The DVD was still playing in a loop, but I had stopped it and turned on the TV. Teresa was still naked and focused on still getting Greg to fuck her. Greg was paying her a little attention to keep her occupied and asked if we had any other porn. I said, “We have cable, we have all the porn you want.” So I flipped the channel over to where we could order up some porn and found one that had an oriental flavor to it. Greg has always had a thing for Orientals and I knew turning one of those one would in turn, turn him on.
Once I had found one to his liking that had little hot Oriental girls in it doing everything you could imagine. I remained in the chair for a little bit while Teresa and Greg sat over in the couch. As we were watching it together, it really wasn’t doing anything for me and Greg and Teresa were basically just petting and cuddling together. So I decided to get up and go to bed. It was past 3 in the morning by this point and I was tired. I said good night to both of them and left the room.
I am not sure how long I was in bed for, but I heard moans come from the living room that were not from the TV. They were recognizable moans from my wife that immediately made me hard. So I silently got up and walked over to the door way and looked into a mirror that allowed me to see them on the couch. Unfortunately for me, I could only see in the reflection the back of the couch, the top of Greg’s head and I could tell that Teresa was down on her knees in front of him between his legs. As quietly as I could, hoping that they would both think that I was sleeping, I tried to watch them and masturbate. I grabbed an old dinning room chair that use to belong to a set that we no longer had but sat in the bedroom next to the bed and also made a good bondage chair as I would use it to tie Teresa to, to whip her and tease her. I moved it over to the door way so I remained in the shadows of the room and grabbed a bottle of KY and began to watch them and masturbate.
I was hard as a rock again as I watched them for about five minutes and then Teresa stopped. I wasn’t sure why, but could tell that it was Greg’s initiation to stop. My entertainment went away as I noticed they went back to talking again, whispering actually. I was very disappointed and it showed as my penis softened. I got up from my chair and went back to bed. I could hear Greg and Teresa talking as they were saying their “goodbyes” as I remained awake.
When she came in to the bedroom, she was still naked and she cuddled up to my chest. I asked her if she had a good time tonight, she sighed and said she did, but said she didn’t get the chance to fuck him yet, and then made a comment that Greg felt like I was watching them, which I admittingly was. She grabbed a hold of my dick and gave it a few strokes and noticed that it was still moist from the KY. This made me semi hard again and she asked me if I would like to finish what I started. Without a word, I picked up the KY which was beside the bed and applied some more, while Teresa lay beside me and fondled my balls and pinched on my nipples. I asked her to tell me what they did while I was gone, but she said they mostly talked. However she started to pinch my nipples a little harder now and when she was caressing my balls she would scrape her nails over my anus. She moved the conversation over to asking me how much I would like to see her fuck him and all I can remember saying was, “a lot” before cunning one final time that night and falling asleep.
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This is the true story of the first time i met my “idol”.
I was going to do it.
I was going to try something I had never tried before, and I was sure it was going to work. It all seemed so simple at first, so easy and so freeing. The idea, given to me by one of my friends, was so intriguing at the time I could not stop myself from thinking about it.
It had been a solid three days since the idea lodged itself in my brain and as soon as I heard it, I knew it was something I wanted to try. The thought had sat in the back of my mind, festering and growing until I could not possibly wait another moment. I was going to do it.
I was going to tie myself up, upside-down, hanging from the ceiling in my garage with a vibrating egg inserted into my pussy.
It was going to be glorious. A girlfriend of mine and of similar build to me seemed so excited at her new found pleasure; I just had to try it.
So that is why I found myself standing in a musty smelling, dingy, grimy and overstocked porn store. How could a place be this dirty yet smell like someone spilled an entire bucket of sanitizer all over the place?
This building was a rundown gas station converted to serve pornography. It sat off exit 64 on I-92 and was a literal shit-hole. If this was not the only store within 50 miles that sold these kinds of things, I’d have gone somewhere else.
As soon as I walked in the powerful concoction of odors and aromas smacked me in the face. Eyebrows upturned, throat clenching and lunch churning in my stomach, I pressed forward; what I wanted outweighed all of what this store could throw at me.
As I browsed the isles and assembled my necessary tool-kit, I couldn’t help but breathe through my mouth and watch where my feet landed on the floor. Midway up isle (2) the floor was coated in some sticky substance I dare not tread on. It smelled like strawberry jam, so I assumed it was lube.
When I finally got back to the register, I had all I needed: 100ft length rope, (2) sets of fuzzy handcuffs, (1) ball gag, and the vibrating egg. The egg was by far the most expensive, but it was also the crucial ingredient to my plan. The box, hot pink with flowers on its sides (of course), claimed it had 10 different settings and an incredible long battery life. It also had a wireless controller so I could keep the remote in my hand, controlling its settings.
After paying my total in cash and receiving my change, I darted out the door and longed for fresh air and a shower. The unusually hot air clung to me in ways I really didn’t care for. Being mid-May in Pennsylvania, you’d think the weather would be cooler than it was, but the weathermen were predicting a scorcher of a weekend to follow.
Once safely tucked into my SUV, I smiled the coy smile of a person who is way too pleased with themselves. This was really happening.
Upon arriving home, my cat Baxter greeted me and started immediately whining that he was dying of starvation and couldn’t possibly wait another second. My bags I placed on the kitchen counter and I was lead into the kitchen by my furry companion.
I live in a 2 bedroom apartment with my boyfriend of 3 years. He travels a lot for his business and that is most of the time ok by me. Sometimes I miss him terribly, and I usually react like Baxter when he returns (except for the feed me I’m gonna starve attitude). Our apartment is a two story building in an apartment complex with a personal garage underneath our rooms. The garage was nothing to speak of, a simple one car space with little on the walls.
Once my cat was taken care of I set to work. It was Friday afternoon and Greg, my boyfriend, wasn’t expected back till Monday afternoon at the earliest. I had told exactly no one I was attempting this, so I had the apartment at my disposal all weekend.
We had kept the garage very clean, ever since we moved in two and a half years ago. We had painted and sealed the floor last year and it still looked very good despite having our cars drive all over it. There wasn’t much on the walls, because most of Greg’s tools were in a storage cabinet in the corner. We did have a three step ladder hanging from a hook next to the door and that is what I would need first.
Greg had installed a chin up bar in the middle of the garage away from where the garage door lifted up and away from the small set of stairs leading into the house. It was about 10 feet away from everything in the garage and centered in the middle of the ceiling.
Greg could simply jump up and grab onto the bar, it wasn’t that high off the ground, especially for him being 6’-2”. But for me being 5’-6”, I was never able to just jump and grab it. It was at least 4-6 inches away every time I tried.
The only other thing I needed to perform my high-wire act (as I started calling it to myself) was a sandbag to act as counterweight. Being athletic and a cheerleader in high school, I pretty much stayed at around 130 lbs. The sandbag we sometimes used as a doorstop for the back door weighted about 100 lbs. I was betting it, along with the tension on the rope, would keep me off the ground.
I took the end of the rope and triple tied it to the top of the sand bag (only after dragging that large S.O.B. into the garage). Baxter was curious, so he followed me and inspected my progress. The knot was tied very tight, and I was very sure it was not coming loose anytime soon.
The next step was to position the step ladder under the chin-up bar and get the 100 lb bag onto that top step. After a lot of grunting and lifting, I was finally able to lift it from one step to the next all the way up to the third and final step. I had also managed to work up a tremendous sweat in the process.
I slung the rope over the chin up bar and let the remainder come down on the other side. The counter weight was in place. I then lifted off my shirt and started disrobing.
After kicking the remainder of my clothes into one of the corners of the garage, I stepped onto the first step of the ladder, completely naked and still sweating.
I secured the first set of fuzzy handcuffs around my ankles and looped the rope in between my legs. I had practiced some self bondage before in my teenage years, so where I needed the rope to go came naturally to me.
Before I tied up my hands, I made sure the ball gag was in place. I secured it behind my head and felt a little drool slide down my lower lip. A grin then filled my face as I started on my hands.
My goal was to hang feet up, head down, so I needed to sit on the sandbag on the top step and lift my feet into the air. I tied the last bit of the rope onto the other pair of handcuffs and secured both my wrists behind my back. I had the vibrating egg in hand by this point and I proceeded to try it out.
I was soaked so the egg slipped in rather easily. It was made of a hard plastic material but as it sat just inside me I could have sworn it disappeared. Once I hit the on button on the remote, BOOM, yep, it was in there, pressing against every sensitive spot it could find.
I followed my work to make sure I had it all set up correctly. The sandbag, still on the top step of my ladder, had the rope tied onto it on the one end. The rope looped up and over the chin-up bar overhead and came back down in front of me, also on the step ladder. My feet were handcuffed and my hands were handcuffed and both were secured by the rope. The vibrating egg was inserted into my pussy and humming away soundly. If I chose to sit here, on the sandbag, for a couple of moments longer, I would most certainly feel myself orgasm.
Just as I was thinking this, the unthinkable occurred. Baxter, who was scratching at something (probably a bug), leapt 3 feet into the air and bolted for the entry door to the house. The sound and the movement startled me and as a result caused me to shift my weight on the ladder. The sandbag moved with me and as we shifted, the ladder toppled and slid sideways.
I felt the rope jerk and my ankles were thrust into the air and my body started to swing on the rope. The sandbag slammed onto the garage floor and then sat motionless. The remote to the vibrating egg slipped out of my hands and fell toward the floor. The vibrating egg itself hummed away inside me and I clenched my eyes and felt myself convulse with an orgasm.
‘Oh. My. God.’ It was incredible. Despite the biting pain in my ankles and the blood rushing to my head, I was naked, vulnerable, sweating and cumming all at the same time.
Then the thought struck me…I had not planned for the sandbag to fall. I was stuck in this position with no way down. The handcuff keys were in my pants pocket in the corner, the ladder had slid almost to the far wall and…
‘Oh. My. Fucking. God.’ I was cumming again. My ass flexed and my heart pounded as another powerful orgasm erupted inside me. This time I was unable to bite back my sighs and let out a low moan as I shook on the rope.
As I snapped back to reality I realized my ankles were really starting to hurt, but not in an unbearable way. Whatever fuzzy material that was around the cuffs sure worked well to stop it digging into me, or breaking my ankles when I fell off the ladder.
My body swayed still from the tumble off the ladder and I remembered the vibrating egg controller. As I craned my neck around looking at the floor, trying to see where it had …
‘Holy. Fuck. Damnit.’ Another orgasm. This one more powerful than the first two. I don’t know if it was the desperation of the moment or the movement of my body as I tried to find that fucking remote, but it caused my legs to shake and my juices to flow out of me.
I started wildly struggling against my handcuffs in an attempt to get free, but as I struggled I felt my muscles tighten again, preparing for another immense rupture.
I felt my neck slack and I looked down toward the ground. I saw the drool dripping down from the ball gag in my mouth and onto the floor. I also felt my pussy juices running down my stomach, my ass and my back. If I didn’t find that fucking remote soon…
‘Shit. Fuck. Whore.’ Another body shaking orgasm. I couldn’t take much more of this. The most I had ever come at one time (before this) was 3 times, and that was when Greg and I had come home from the bar late one night and ravaged each other.
I searched the ground a second time. My head was about 8 inches off the floor, but I was right at eye level with the top of the sandbag. That’s when I saw it. The remote! On the sandbag! What great fortune, what tremendous…
‘Ahhh! Holy. Fuck.’ A mixture of tears, saliva, sweat and cum ran down various parts of me. My muscles shook and my heart raced. I was crying from the pain of having cum so many times and a little dizzy from the rush of blood to my head.
As I sobbed, I could only think “I have to get to that remote. I have to turn it off somehow”.
I started to swing myself toward the sandbag. Just as I felt my hair brush the sandbag I felt another swell of …
‘MMMMMMMMMM….’ Was the only word/sentence/thought/sound I could come up with. My eyes rolled, my body vibrated and my juices continued to flow. I was still swinging so I continued to try for the remote.
I saw that my head would swing right over the one and only button on the remote. The only choice I had was to press my face into the bag and hope some part of it pressed the button and turned it off.
I clenched my hands, gritted my teeth against the ball gag and at the right time closed my eyes and pressed my head down onto the sandbag.
“RRRRRRMMMMMMMMM.”
“GodDamnHolyFuckingFuckSuckWhoreBitchAssSluuuuuu…..”
I had not turned it off. I had not turned it down or to a different pace.
I had turned it up. It had been on a lower setting this whole time.
Worse still…I had also knocked it on the floor. There would be no way of reaching for it now.
My teeth chattered on the gag. My legs shook. Sweat covered my body. My cum exploded out of me. I trembled, whimpered, gasped for breathe, cried and came some more. This was it.
I was going to die.
As I hung upside down, cumming uncontrollably, and realizing what my fate would be, I heard something. It sounded like a grinding sound, but it was tough to tell over the sound of the vibrating egg and the tears that filled my eyes.
The grinding sound lasted about 15 seconds and I heard a loud bang. I could hear a voice and shuffling of feet. I also noticed cooler air hit my skin and a different hue to the room than had been before.
As the voice came closer, I could pick out it was my mother. She had opened the garage door, seen me hanging naked and rushed to my side. I couldn’t form words, all I could do is cry. I cried from pain, shame, and embarrassment. I couldn’t hear anything she was telling me, but she did somehow undo the rope from the sandbag and release me to the floor.
My last conscious thought in that moment was me pulling out the vibrating egg and flicking it away from me.
As I came to, I was lying on my couch with hot wraps on my ankles and hands. I had been put into a bath-robe and my restraints had all been removed. My mother sat in the adjacent room watching TV, apparently waiting up for me to come back to consciousness.
I then spent a good 30 to 45 minutes talking to my mother. I have never been able to look at my mother in the same way again, and I doubt she will ever look at me the same either. I have never told Greg about it and I hope to god he never finds out.
And I’ll admit this….Though this was my first time using that vibrating egg, it would not be the last time I had used that vibrating egg.
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Boys are naturally sporty. Two boys find young love in the court as they realize that competition is a very good form of bonding
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“I’ll be home in a couple hours honey!”
“Ok Dad! I’ll be here!”
The door clicked shut and a sense of relief passed over me. It was friday night and I was going out to a local strip club with the guys. This is not a usual thing for me, but my wife, Julia, was away on a business trip. My name is John, by the way. I am 42 and have a 12 year old daughter, Amy. Lately, I had been beginning to notice her more than usual. Maybe it’s just me, I thought. No, she has been strutting around the house in skimpy clothing all the time. And she was the one walking out of the shower to her room naked just as I passed by. So many conflicting thoughts were running through my head as I made the drive to meet the guys. Finally I was able to push the thoughts into the back of my mind just as I pulled into the lot.
Although it was fun having a much needed drink with friends and watching the girls go at it, thoughts of my daughter kept running through my mind. I knew it was wrong, but there was such a lust for her in my heart that it made daydreaming uncontrollable. At last the night faded and the time came to go our separate ways. I was actually happy at the thought; hoping Amy would be awake to give me the usual hello. Hell, if I was lucky she would jump into my arms and kiss my cheeck as she knew I loved.
The door shut and I put my things on the table. Heading upstairs, I noticed that the lights were on in my room, but not Amy’s. This is strange, I thought. Just then, my stomach dropped like a rock. She was watching my old porno vids on the dvd player! I peeked through the cracked door to a sight I will not soon forget. My daughter was spread eagle on my bed with her legs facing the TV and her head propped up on pillows. She was actually fingering her pussy in my room, and on my bed at that! She was watching my favorite movie. It was currently at the scene where the older man was fucking a much younger babysitter up the ass. Despite my mystification, I knew that something had to be done quickly. The clip was almost over and Amy seemed dangerously close to cumming. Options were racing by at 1000 miles per hour. I could go downstairs and pretend like nothing had happened, but I knew my raging hardon would never permit me to waste such an oppurtunity as this. I made the quick alcohol-skewed decision. I was going to grasp my one and possibly only chance to ever do this. I was going to fuck my daughter, no matter what the cost.
As I opened the door Amy jumped up from where she lay looking like she had just seen a ghost.
“H-Hi Daddy…”
“Amy, what are you doing in my room!?”
“Nothing daddy. I’m sorry, I just wanted to…”
“Is that my porno you’re watching!?”
“No!”
I was loving every second of it. One hand she had cupped over her shining baby-smooth pussy, while the other was struggling to cover both of her well-developed breasts. I had truly caught her off guard. I still wasn’t sure how I was going to make this work, but I knew I had to say something.
“Amy, I know what you were doing, and it’s perfectly fine for a girl your age to want to experience this sort of thing.”
“R… Really?”
“Yes of course! Hell, why do you think I have those videos in the first place?”
Her eyes flashed below my belt to catch a glimpse of what I’m sure was a rather large bulge in the front of my pants. I could tell the thought of me masturbating was turning her on, and that was all I needed.
“Do you do this often?”
“Well I… No… I mean, sometimes.”
“Amy, don’t worry about it. You aren’t in any trouble here.”
“Okay.”
It was obvious that being completely naked (and dripping wet at that) in the same room with me was making her a little bit uncomfortable, so I decided to speed things up a bit.
“Have you ever had sex before?”
“No, daddy. I’ve only watched your movies.”
“Well did you like what you saw?”
“Yeah…”
Frustrated that she was hesitant to let go of her inhibitions, I went all in. I climbed onto the bed and unzipped my pants. Amy looked horrified and mystified at the same time. I asked her if you wanted to see what it was like to fuck in real life, and it was like I had just dropped a match on a puddle of gasoline.
As soon as my dick was out of my pants she was all over it. I put my hand on top of hers and showed her how to stroke my cock. Once she had the rythm, I said, “Suck it” in a voice that meant business. She bent down and took 4 of my 7 inches into her mouth. Her soft, sweet lips touching the tip of my dick for the first time nearly sent me over the edge. The only thing holding me back was the thought of what was to come. I was pulled back from my imagination as Amy took my entire 7″ cock down her throat. I was stunned. There was no holding back now. I placed my hand on the back of her head and began to fuck her face. She responded very well, only coughing once. I gave one final jerk of my hips as five strands of warm cum were unleashed directly down her throat.
Amy leaned back and sat on her knees at the edge of my bed. This being my first encounter with my beautiful daughter, I was still at full attention. Without a word I laid her on her back with my pillows proping her head up. I pulled her legs apart and proceeded to remove my pants, followed by my shirt and shorts. Amy, still in a trance from what had just happened and what we both knew was about to take place, watched in awe as I bent over on top of her and let my dick rub against the crack of her pussy. Eyes now closed, her moans grew in sync with the tip of my cock. I had had enough. With one swift movement I pressed into her hole, engulfing my shaft up to my balls. Amy was shocked. Although she did not still have her hymen, she was a virgin, and had never had a cock inside her. Finally she began to beg for me, “Oh yes Daddy… Harder! Harder! AAHH I’m cumming!” I was pumping her at full speed now. The sight was incredible. This young, supple body laying under me was the most magnificent sight I have ever seen. All at once a wave of pleasure surged through me. All I could think of was my dick pummeling her tight pussy. My cock erupted, spilling load after load of warm semen deep into her belly. Exhausted by the whole ordeal, I rolled over and caressed Amy’s dripping cunt. We didn’t even need to speak; We just stared into each other’s eyes until we both fell asleep.
The next morning I woke with a splitting headache. Suddenly, I realized that was the least of what I was feeling. Not only had Amy let me fuck her last night, but now she was sucking my dick with more passion than before.
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Dwayne spend Thanksgiving in bed with his best friends Deana and John.
I watched him from across the room, I pretended to watch the video game machine, and not really watch him watching me. He was dressed in a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a satin red jacket. His black hair was flipped on the ends and tousled. He was with one of my close friends; I wasn’t very sure how she had landed a guy that looked like this one. He was the new guy in school, new and very dark and handsome. He had a mysterious air about him that I decided right off the bat was just arrogance. Perhaps, he was just testing the water, I had news for him, he had picked the saint of the bunch of my friends, and I was the lowest of the bunch, the bad girl more or less. I moved around the video machines, aware that his eyes were on me at all times. The relationship with my friend as I had predicted was very short lived, he as indeed a bad boy according to her. He had come to her house afterschool. She lived on the farm just up the road from me, she had showed him the animals, taken him up on the hill behind the house and lastly apparently to her room. He had gotten “forward” according to her and attempted to touch her tits. I had to laugh when she told me this, how ridiculous. I had, had many boyfriends, while I was still a virgin I at least let the ones I dated for a while maybe touch my tits, and I didn’t freak out about as she was. She was going to break up with him but she was afraid to tell him. Worse she wanted me to talk to him and see if I could get him to stop being “forward” with her, and perhaps they would be okay. She had told me he was just a phenomenal kisser with the greatest set of lips, and the best tongue she had ever let explores her mouth. Begrudgingly, I agreed to talk to him. She gave me his phone number. That afternoon I got home, I pulled the piece of paper out of my jeans and was about to pick up the phone when I realized that my hand was shaking.
I sat for quite some time and tried to regain some composer to make a call. So I sat and calmly picked up the phone, I dialed the number and listened to the ringing in my ear. Two, three, finally on the fourth ring a woman answered the phone, I asked for him, she politely told me he wasn’t home yet, and she could take a message. I sat for a second, should I leave one? Yes, I decided I left my name and phone number and hung up the phone. I went to the kitchen to make something to eat I was starving; my only other activity was to go to the family room where my sister had the Electric Company promptly tuned in as she did every afternoon. The phone rang, I yelled that I had it, and ran to my bedroom; I answered the phone, “hello”. There was a pause, and he said my name, I knew it was him. He had sort of a quiet raspy voice that sounded like heaven in my ears. He sounded somewhat surprised that I had his number, and was calling him. We chatted about random things for a few moments when I decided to get down to the meat of the conversation. I told him that I was calling because my friend had asked me to, that she had certainly decided he was too forward and needed to break up unless he would stop. He asked me what I meant by that. I could feel my face heat up, what was I going to say? Finally I said, “Look y our touching her places that she doesn’t like.” He was quiet then I heard him chuckle. He told me that he was breaking up with her anyway, the plan was to meet me, and the only person he knew that knew me was her. Or so he tells me….
I was turning 16, a 16th Birthday party was what every girl at that age dreams of. My parents allowed me to invite as many as I wanted, they had a ton of food and drinks, and volleyball etc… The only problem was it was hotter than hell on my birthday. I had a nice tight pair of new Jordache jeans, the popular jeans of the 1980’s, a half shirt that was pink and purple stripped. We ate, had a good time, and toward the end of the night after the guy of my dreams cooked at the party we decided to retire to my basement for a game of spin the bottle. Of course secretly I prayed that the bottle didn’t land on him and anyone, and not me, I didn’t want my first kiss with him to be in front of anyone else. Low and behold as fate would have it the bottle landed on him and my cousin, she was more than willing to get her mouth on his, she made sure it was a long grinding kiss. I could feel my temper starting to rise, and she knew I had it bad for him the last few months since he had broken up with my friend. He and I talked every night, night after night for the last several months. Finally, he pulled away from her, rather forcefully, everyone laughed. Finally the night began to wind down, it was just he and I left at the house. I walked him outside to the truck it was dark finally and no one was out on our property as it was pretty large and not many neighbors in the area. We talked and I fiddled with my fingers, and was afraid to look him in the eye. He took his hand, and chucked it under my chin lifting it toward his face. His lips brushed softly against mine and then the kiss deepened, he pushed me against the truck as his tongue hit mine, and sent a shiver down my spine. The kiss lasted to me what seemed like a lifetime, and when we finally drew apart I gasped in cool air. He smiled at me, and I smiled back.
I sent him on his way that night, and went upstairs to my room; I lay in bed thinking about that long kiss, and what it had meant. He was the hottest guy I had ever kissed, hell he was the hottest guy I had every laid eyes on that wasn’t in a magazine. I thought more, and more about that kiss, when I touched my lips, I ran my ring finger over my bottom lip and down my chin to my neck. My hand trailed down to my firm, large breast I reached into my pink cotton gown and softly stroked my nipple. It was hard, and I softly pulled and then squeezed rolling it gently between my index finger and thumb. My pussy was throbbing, and most definitely wet through my white cotton bikini panties. I ran my hand down my flat bell gently, because that turned me on more. I reached the edge of my underwear and my fingers slipped into my panties. I could feel just the top of where my soft long hair started. I ran my fingers further feeling the top of my lips. I moved my hand down my lips gently stroking them. My fingers could feel the wetness that seeped from between my little slit. My breathing became shorter and heavier, I was turned on as I continued to think about his lips on my lips. I spread my legs apart, and moved my fingers into my parting pussy lips. I reached in and felt the silky wet skin of inner lips. They were slick and wet; I reached up and touched my little hard clit. I rubbed the right side of it in the spot that would make me reach orgasm. I stroked that spot until I could feel that hot feeling that started deep in my virgin pussy. It got hotter and wetter and I moved from my clit down my hot lips right into my tight little hole. It was wet, and hot and smooth; I put in two fingers and began to move them back and forth while the thought of his lips moving down my neck to my tits kept coming to my mind. Of course it hadn’t happened that way yet, I was a mess. The orgasm racked my little body, my legs stiffened, and my thighs tightening and trembled as a thick creamy cum ran from my pussy onto my fingers.
We had been dating four months, every chance we got no matter where we were, he was kissing me, I let him reach into my shirt and rub my nipples. I had even let him take my tits out, and put his mouth around my hard little pink nipples. He also had his hands in my pants as often as he could I let him rub my clit, and finger my tight little hole. His cock would be so hard through his jeans. I of course wouldn’t let him fuck me. But one day, after much torment about it internally I decided I was ready, I had been teasing him for months. I was just scared he would go away forever and not come back. And I loved him so I needed him to love me too.
We had talked about it, finally the night came, and we were out driving, and decided that we would go to an old deserted dirt road in the middle of nowhere. Unrolling sleeping bags, I was a nervous mess, but I wanted him anyway. In the back of the truck he held me close, kissed my face, and down my neck. My heart was in my throat and beating until I thought it would surely come out. He made his way down to my breast, unbuttoning my shirt; he reached into my white bra and took out one tit at a time. He kissed them and lightly stroked the nipple with his hot tongue. I was beginning to quickly get wet. I knew that I need to do something for him, so I reached down and began to rub his hard cock through his jeans. He reached down and helped me out by unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. I reached in and took his hard cock in my hand. I stroked it slightly being sure to hit the head each time gently so I didn’t hurt him. He had my shirt and bra off before I knew it, and was unzipping my pants. His breath was hot on my neck as he breathed I could hear a ragged catch in it. He was so very hot, and I was so horny and wanted to give him my little cherry. He reached up and pulled off my jeans and stroked my hairy little pussy. He opened my lips up; I was so excited I was wet and wanting to feel him deep inside me. He ran his fingers closely along my lips and hit my clit, I quietly came. I’m not sure that he was aware that I had an orgasm. His cock was hard, and he slipped it into my pussy. I took a deep breath in as he moved to his own rhythm deep into my pussy. His cock was hard, and hurt as he stretched my pussy out. He kissed my face and my neck as his cum filled my pussy full.
The first time I had sex was not exactly spectacular, I was scared and cried afterwards but the second time he fucked me was the best sex I may have ever had.
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My girlf is a 7, her friend is 9
Some of this actually happened. The part where you will read about a dragon.
What do you want to play? My cousin said excitingly.
Im not sure, I was thinking maybe Star Wars.
We could go in the pool! My brother said. We decided on the pool.
I was younger than, about 8. My cousin about 15-16 and my brother was 14. My uncle, aunt and cousins lived with us. They were in the process of moving and their house sold faster than they thought.
John!! My aunt called for my brother. Im going to the store, would you like to come with me?
Yes, I would, He said.
My aunt came into our room and told me and my cousin, Chris, that Uncle Joe was downstairs so we wouldn’t be alone. OK, were going to go in the pool, Chris said.
Alright you two, have fun and wear sun block! She said.
My brother and aunt left the room. We continued to play our video game and Chris said, Lets go in the pool! So he sat on the bed and kicked off his shoes and socks. He took off his shirt. I started getting nude. I didnt think of anything I just sort of did it. I took off all my clothes and underwear. I turned around and bent over and got my bathing suit. I turned around and In front of me dangled, to me at the time, a long penis. It looked hard. It looked like he had been thinking and asked if I wanted to play a game before we went in the pool. He told me it was a game that would make him very happy. It was called make the dragon breathe. He told me that his “wee wee” was the dragon and my behind was a cave. He told me to not make sounds or the dragon would get upset.
I didnt know any better, he told me to lay on my stomach and he would do the ‘deed’. I laid down and he kneel ed on top. I felt him closer and his thing rub my butt. It went up and down and pushed my cheeks apart. I felt him spit on my hole but I didnt say anything. He said, Ok its gonna hurt, but you will be my favorite cousin! I was suddenly happy that he said that I would be his favorite. He said hold on and ran to the bathroom. He came back with baby oil and said this should make it easier for the dragon to get in. He squirted some on his penis and in my butt. He said okay buddy, and soon I felt pressure at my hole, he pushed in and I didnt scream but held it back. He began thrusting in and out. My butt was on fire and hurt so bad. I didnt know that I was basically being raped. He was thrusting for a while and was letting out soft moans. I couldnt ask why, he told me not to speak. My own penis began to stiffen. Soon I heard him like grunt and said the dragons gonna breathe fire soon. He was all sweaty and red. He said here we go and I felt a very warm sensation inside of me. He was moaning like crazy. Soon he pulled out and said, the dragon is happy and me even more.
There was knocking at the door and my uncle said arent you guys going in the pool?
Yes dad were getting changed hold on.
He made me get dressed quickly and my uncle came in. I have towels and sunblock.
After getting ready we were in the pool and my brother came back. Chris told me not to say anything, it was our little secret game.
It really had a major impact on me. I didnt think much of it until my aunt, uncle and cousin got back in contact with my family. Im 17 now. I was having dreams about it and I started to get horny off of it. I needed to talk and have closure with him.
I was in luck. My uncle and cousin would be stopping by for lunch. My uncle and mom wanted to talk. So I thought I would talk to my cousin.
The day came and they came over. We said hello and chatted for an hour. Than my uncle and mom said listen, since grandpa died we need to talk stuff over. I said ok Me and chris can go upstairs. I went up and he followed. I sat on my bed, he sat too.
Chris, Ive been remembering the dragon. He thought and said, Adam, I am truly sorry, I know why I did it, im gay now but than I was exploring and im so sorry. He looked as if he was going to cry.
I leaned over and hugged him. Its alright.
I looked him in the eye and said, ive been thinking about it and well, its.. making me excited. I winked and he said oh..
He was smiling and I began getting undressed. By the time I went to the dresser and took out lube and got naked, he was on the bed rock hard.
Just like I remember, long and thick.
Well, adam its not like I remember, your defined, muscular and your cock is huge.
I said, well this time, hulks going to smash. He smiled so bright.
I began to suck his cock. I licked its shaft and licked his balls. I licked it like a lollipop. I was really sucking hard. He said ok I wanna make you happy now. He made me get on all fours and put his tongue to my ass. He flicked it. It sent shivers and he began to lick my ass. He ate it out, he licked it, fingered it and really made my in a world of pleasure. I had enough and I wanted to fuck him.
I told him he was going to ride my cock. I was in control and he would do what I want. I laid down and lubed up my cock. He sat his firm hairy ass on top. He started moaning the moment the tip hit his hole. I had enough and slammed it into his ass. He grunted and I began to fuck him. His ass needed a pounding and I was gonna do it. After a while, It was his turn to ride it so he did the work. He apparently knew how to do it well. He slid up and down, clenched to make it tighter on my cock. I met when he came down with a thrust, soon we were fucking in rhythm. I said oh fuck yeah im gonna cum. Im gonna blow on your face. He got off and I stood above him. I was jerkin my cock and had it pointed towards his face. Here I go… UHHHH. I felt my ass clench, balls tighten and my cock explode. Cum shot all over chris’s face. I covered his face in cum. I made him lick it off and we got dressed.
We laid down after we had gotten dressed and he said again you dont know how sorry I am. I looked over and saw cum on his chin and nose. I was pleased. You can make it up to me by providing me services. He knew what I meant.
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Continuation of My Weekend Home Alone
This story is for all my cheating wives. Haha
Mom cheats on her sick husband with three neighbors and her son who thinks he’s gay is fucking the same men Things get hot when it all cums out.
Nicole —- Columbia S C
Jehovah Witness’ ladies witness a naked man
Just a nice little story about a pleasant surprise.
A youg tactile girl is unaware of her lovers attentions
a story about two children discovering their sexuality with members of the opposite sex
One night I finally decide to see what it’s like pleasing another man and what happened I could have never expected