#Cumshot

A couple of years ago, I split from my spouse and moved back to my old stomping grounds, settling into a cozy loft while I rebuilt my life from scratch. My place was just a short walk from my sister's house, and we were tight. She's a tiny thing, a pediatric nurse with a baby face that makes her look barely 25, even though she's pushing 40. She's about 4'10", with fair skin, a pixie cut, and an innocent charm that hides her wild side. Her standout feature? A sprawling tattoo of a dragon coiling around her left thigh, its tail snaking up toward her hip, vibrant and bold. Here's the deal: I was on the prowl for some casual fun, maybe even a spark that could turn into something real. I started poking around online, scrolling through forums and local Reddit threads, until I stumbled on a group for the city's underground party scene. I joined, mostly lurking, only showing up to the occasional event. Then they announced a big masquerade bash for Mardi Gras, and since singles had to pay a fee, I threw together a costume - a Phantom of the Opera getup, complete with a half-mask and a velvet cape. The party was electric, and by 1 a.m., the costume contest was in full swing. The winner stole the show: a woman dressed as a sultry fortune teller, with a sheer, beaded skirt that hugged her curves, a low-cut corset, and a glittering choker that screamed seduction. She was petite, with a tight, toned body and a mischievous grin that had me weak in the knees. The host hyped up the crowd, yelling, "Turn around, show it off! " They tugged off her shawl, revealing a glimpse of lacy lingerie beneath. My heart raced, and my body reacted instantly, heat rushing through me as she spun, her skirt riding up to tease a jeweled plug nestled between her cheeks, catching the light as she moved. The crowd roared, and I was completely captivated by her confidence, her hips swaying like she owned the room. The host upped the ante, calling up the top two guys from the contest - one dressed as a pirate, the other a masked Zorro. They were told to "unwrap" her, and they didn't hesitate. The pirate lifted her skirt higher, spreading her thighs just enough to show off that sparkling plug, while Zorro's hands roamed her waist, teasing the crowd. Her breasts, full but not oversized, spilled slightly from the corset, her nipples hard and visible through the thin fabric, begging for attention. When the host asked what she wanted as her prize, she pointed at the pirate with a wicked smile and said, "I want him." The room erupted in cheers, the tension thick enough to choke on. The host wheeled out a semi-sheer curtained booth, and with a quick glance at their partners for approval, the two were ushered inside. I looked around for my brother-in-law, a paramedic who was mingling nearby, his hand casually brushing the arm of another woman as they laughed with her partner. The vibe in the room was pure chaos, electric and raw. The lights dimmed, and a spotlight hit the booth, the curtains just sheer enough to let us see silhouettes and flashes of skin. She dropped to her knees, her hands working the pirate's belt with practiced ease. Her lips wrapped around him, slow at first, teasing, then taking him deeper, her head bobbing rhythmically as she swallowed him whole. The crowd was hushed, mesmerized, as she worked him with expert precision, her tongue flicking out to trace every inch before pulling him in again, her throat constricting around him in a way that made my own breath catch. Couples around me were getting handsy, some slipping off to dark corners, others making out right there, no shame. Then, in a move that sent a jolt through me, she stood, hiked up her skirt, and straddled a velvet chair, spreading her legs wide. The pirate knelt before her, his face buried between her thighs, his tongue lapping at her with slow, deliberate strokes. She arched back, her fingers gripping the chair, moaning loud enough for us to hear through the booth's thin walls. He sucked and teased, his hands spreading her wider, his lips and tongue working her clit until her hips bucked, her breath hitching in sharp gasps. After what felt like an eternity of her writhing under his mouth, she stood, turned, and bent over the chair, offering herself. The pirate didn't waste a second. He positioned himself behind her, gripping her hips as he thrust in, slow at first, then harder, deeper, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing faintly. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, as he pounded into her, lifting her small frame off the ground with each thrust. Her breasts bounced free from the corset, her nipples grazing the chair's edge as she braced herself. Within minutes, he pulled out, spinning her around to finish across her lips and chin, her tongue darting out to catch what she could as she knelt, panting, her eyes locked on his. The lights cut out, and when they flickered back on, she stood there in just her lacy thong, her hair wild, beads of sweat glistening on her skin. The host called for applause, giving her a firm smack on the ass as she strutted back to her table, her hips swaying with every step. I inched closer, watching her weave through the crowd. Hands reached out, groping her thighs, her breasts, and she didn't flinch - she slowed her walk, letting them touch, even pausing to press herself into a stranger's palm. My pulse pounded, and I couldn't stop myself. I reached out, my fingers brushing her inner thigh, slipping briefly into her slick heat before pulling back. I brought my hand to my lips, tasting her - sweet, musky, like a drug I didn't know I needed. She glanced at me, then slid onto the lap of another guy, kissing him with sloppy, hungry intensity while her husband was busy nibbling at another woman's neck. The four of them stood, heading toward what I figured was a private suite they'd reserved. That night burned itself into my brain. I couldn't shake the image of her, the taste of her, the way she gave herself over so completely. I started hanging out with my sister more, dropping by their place with excuses - a barbecue, a boxing match on TV, anything to get us drinking together. I'd pour the bourbon, waiting for the moment to muster the nerve to tell her how much I wanted her, how I'd planned it all in my head. And yeah, it paid off - not how they saw it coming, but for me, it was a fantasy I'd been crafting for months...

Decades back, I embraced the thrill of turning my husband into a cuckold, a secret I savored while keeping him in the dark. One of my wildest escapades was with my father-in-law, Frank, a man whose cock I rode so well he claimed I outdid his wife in every way. One afternoon, he called me to his lake house, assuring me his wife - my mother-in-law - was away, and hinting at a "naughty surprise" that would blow my mind. When I stepped into the lake house, Frank led me to the sunlit den, where a gorgeous woman in her mid-twenties lounged on a leather chaise, her curves spilling out of a skimpy red dress. He introduced her as Sasha, and my gut told me she was a professional escort, her sultry smile confirming it. Frank excused himself to "check something in the attic, " leaving us alone. Sasha didn't hesitate, eyeing my cleavage and saying, "Fuck, your tits are perfect - can I feel them? " I'd hooked up with women before but played innocent, giggling, "Go for it, but I've never had a girl touch me like that." Her hands cupped my heavy tits, kneading them through my blouse, her thumbs circling my hardening nipples as I let out a soft moan. I wasn't about to let her have all the fun. "Let's see yours, " I said, yanking her dress down to reveal a lacy purple bra barely containing her full, round tits. I pulled the bra off, her nipples stiffening as I sucked one into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive bud. Sasha groaned, her hips squirming, and she retaliated by ripping my blouse open, her lips latching onto my nipple, sucking hard enough to make my pussy throb. I caught Frank watching from the stairwell, his bulge obvious. I beckoned him with a wicked grin - time to join the show. Frank strode over, and as Sasha's tongue flicked my nipple, I signaled him to get in on the action. He knelt beside her, sucking her other tit, his tongue teasing her nipple until she gasped, "Holy shit, this guy's mouth is fucking unreal." I knew Frank's oral skills were legendary from our past fucks, but I wanted more. "Frank, show Sasha that huge cock, " I purred. He smirked - "Only 'cause my favorite daughter-in-law's begging for it" - and unzipped his pants, letting his thick, veiny dick spring free. Sasha's jaw dropped. "Fuck, that's a beast - no wonder you're screwing your father-in-law." I laughed, "My husband's dick doesn't compare, and he's useless in bed." I told Sasha to face me, then pressed her massive tits around Frank's cock, creating a tight, warm channel. She moaned as he fucked her cleavage, his dick sliding between her soft mounds, pre-cum slicking her skin as his groans filled the room. Frank suggested we move to the master bedroom for more room. "What if your wife catches us? " I teased. He shrugged - "Might teach her a thing or two." We climbed the stairs, hands linked, and in the bedroom, Sasha and I stripped fully nude, our bodies glistening with sweat. We knelt before Frank, the alpha of our filthy trio, and took turns worshipping his cock. My tongue traced one side of his shaft, slow and deliberate, while Sasha licked the other, our lips meeting at the tip in a sloppy kiss. I sucked his heavy balls, rolling them in my mouth as Sasha deep-throated him, gagging softly as his cock hit the back of her throat. His dick pulsed, rock-hard, and he growled, "Baby, I need to fuck Sasha's pussy, but keep my girl entertained." We nodded, eager. Sasha spread her legs wide, her shaved pussy dripping as Frank slid his cock inside, stretching her tight hole. She moaned, "Fuck, your father-in-law's cock is so damn good - he's splitting me open." I climbed over her, lowering my wet pussy onto her face. Her tongue plunged into me, licking my clit with expert flicks, sending shivers through my body. I ground against her mouth, my juices coating her lips as she sucked harder, pushing me to a screaming orgasm that left me trembling. Frank kept pounding Sasha's pussy, his balls slapping her ass with every thrust. I slid off, wanting more, and kissed Sasha deeply, our tongues tangling as her moans vibrated against my lips. Frank groaned, "You two kissing is so fucking hot it hurts." I got on all fours, my ass in the air, and Sasha's tongue found my pussy again, licking my folds as Frank pulled out of her and slammed his cock into me. His thick dick stretched my pussy, hitting deep, and I moaned into Sasha's cunt, my tongue circling her clit as she writhed. Her juices flooded my mouth as she came, her screams muffled by my pussy. Sasha gasped, "You're a fucking pro at eating pussy - better than most of my clients." Frank, still fucking me, chuckled - "She's paid to be good, so she better deliver." His cock drove into me with relentless force, each thrust making my tits bounce as I licked Sasha's clit, her second orgasm soaking my face. We shifted again, and Frank pulled out, ordering me to eat Sasha while he fucked me from behind. I buried my face in her pussy, sucking her swollen clit as Frank's cock slammed into my pussy, his hands gripping my hips. The sensation was electric - her sweet juices, his hard thrusts - and I came hard, my pussy clenching around his dick as Sasha moaned beneath me. Sasha wanted a taste of Frank's cock again. We knelt together, our tongues dueling over his shaft, licking up his pre-cum as he groaned, "You girls are fucking killing me." He exploded, hot cum splattering our faces, dripping down our chins as we giggled and licked each other clean. Frank's fingers found my pussy, teasing my clit and slipping into my ass, making me moan as we sucked his cock dry. Not satisfied, Sasha and I locked into a sixty-nine, my tongue deep in her pussy as she ate mine, our moans echoing. Frank watched, his cock hardening again, and then he positioned himself behind me, sliding his dick into my tight ass. The stretch burned deliciously, his cock filling me as Sasha's tongue flicked my clit, driving me to a mind-blowing orgasm. I screamed, my body shaking as Frank fucked my ass and Sasha's mouth worked my pussy, the dual sensations overwhelming. Frank wasn't done. He pulled out and told Sasha to lie back. She spread her legs, and he fucked her pussy with deep, powerful thrusts, her tits bouncing with each stroke. I leaned in, kissing her hard, my tongue exploring her mouth as she moaned, "You two make this job so fucking good." Frank, loving her praise, fucked her harder, then pulled out, cumming across her flat stomach, his load pooling around her navel. Sasha and I kissed again, our lips sticky with cum, and Frank groaned - "You're both fucking incredible." As we lay there, sweaty and satisfied, Frank's hand lingered on my ass, teasing my holes. Sasha whispered, "You're the hottest slut I've ever fucked, " and I knew this wouldn't be our last time. Screwing my father-in-law was a thrill, but adding Sasha made it a filthy masterpiece, all while my husband stayed none the wiser.

I'd been working at the electronics store for over two years when my coworker, Mia, celebrated her birthday. Our manager, Lucas, who lived alone in a sleek downtown loft, offered to host the party. A few months earlier, I'd had a wild night at the storage unit after hours, fulfilling part of my boyfriend Noah's fantasy of watching me with multiple guys. Since then, Noah and his friend Jace had been hooking up with me whenever the mood struck. It was about four months after the company's Halloween rager, where my two supervisors, Gavin and Seth, had taken me after the party. We all planned to head to Lucas's place for Mia's bash. It was a spontaneous thing, so most of us were still in our black-and-red store uniforms. We left work at 7: 30 PM and carpooled to the party. The loft was buzzing with music, drinks, and laughter. By 1 AM, Noah texted to check on me, and I giggled, slurring, "I'm fine, babe - be home soon." My coworkers overheard and, sensing I was about to bounce, poured me a few more shots of bourbon. We were all pretty tipsy, and the other women had trickled out, leaving just me and Mia, the birthday girl. Mia was a bit younger, short, with thick curves and a round ass that the guys always noticed. I'm petite too, but leaner, with a tight frame that seemed to draw stares. Our uniforms - black slacks and red polos - were snug. My pants clung to my hips, accentuating every curve, and my polo hugged my chest, hinting at my perky breasts. That night, Lucas and Gavin, the supervisors who'd already had me, plus four other coworkers, kept tossing flirty comments my way. When I said I'd leave but wanted to dance with everyone first, their eyes lit up. At work, I'm all professionalism-nobody suspects my secret hookups with the bosses or that I've been with multiple guys. So, when I let my guard down, it was like flipping a switch, and they were all in. One coworker, Tyler, called out, "Don't leave, Ava, you're keeping the party alive! " The energy got electric, and another guy, Nate, said, "Damn, your tits look amazing in that shirt." The bourbon had me bold, so I smirked and teased, "Oh, you think so? " He grinned, saying, "Hell yeah, they're perfect." Someone yelled a dumb viral phrase, "Tits for the team! " and I laughed, my fingers drifting to my polo. I popped open the buttons, letting my breasts spill free, and gave them a playful shake. Gavin, the supervisor who often drives me home, stepped up first, his hands grazing my chest as he leaned in and whispered, "We're all gonna fuck you tonight, Ava." The words sent a jolt through me, memories of the storage unit flooding back. I met his gaze, smirking, and said, "Big talk - let's see." Turning to the others, I purred, "What, you guys don't want in? I've got plenty to go around." There were seven guys, but one was Mia's fling, and they'd slipped off, probably to a hotel. That left six, their eyes burning with lust. They taunted, "You think you can take us all? " I licked my lips, scanning them, and said, "Guess we'll find out - what do you think? " They didn't know how wild I could be. Hands reached for me, tugging at my clothes. I stood in the center, my fingers brushing their bulges, and one by one, they unzipped, their hard cocks springing free. I wrapped my hands around them, stroking slowly. It had been over two years since that insane night at the storage unit. Seeing six throbbing dicks, all for me, sent heat pooling between my thighs. I dropped to my knees, taking Tyler's cock first, my tongue swirling around the tip before I sucked him deep, my lips stretching as I bobbed. Hands roamed my body, squeezing my ass, pinching my nipples. Someone - Nate, I think-slid fingers into my soaked pussy, curling them just right, making me moan around the cock in my mouth. I moved to the next, Lucas's thick shaft, slurping eagerly while the others stroked themselves, watching. Lucas and Gavin, flexing their supervisor status, claimed me first. Lucas sat on the couch, pulling me onto his lap. I straddled him, sinking onto his cock, gasping as he filled my tight pussy. My hips rocked, grinding slow and deep, each thrust sending sparks through me. I turned to Gavin, my voice husky, and said, "You too - get in my ass." His eyes widened, but he didn't hesitate, moving behind me. I leaned forward, still riding Lucas, and felt Gavin's slick tip 2D or 3D. Gavin spit on his cock, rubbing it against my asshole. I stilled, letting him ease in, inch by inch, stretching me until I was impossibly full. The others watched, jaws dropped, as I took both cocks at once. One guy, Dylan, muttered, "Holy shit, this is like a fucking porno." With Lucas in my pussy and Gavin in my ass, I started moving, my body finding a rhythm. The sensation was overwhelming - two thick cocks sliding in and out, rubbing against each other through the thin wall inside me. I moaned like a bitch in heat, my voice raw, "Fuck, you assholes - I'm your slut, use me! " That set them off. They pounded me, Lucas gripping my hips, Gavin's hands digging into my waist. My tits bounced with each thrust, and I reached out, grabbing Nate's cock, jerking him off while I rode. The others crowded closer, their hands everywhere-tugging my hair, slapping my ass, pinching my nipples until I screamed. The guys took turns, swapping places. Tyler and Nate went next, flipping me onto my back on the couch. Tyler slid into my pussy, his thrusts deep and relentless, while Nate pushed into my ass, slower but just as hard. My body shook, stretched to its limits, but I loved it. I reached for Dylan, sucking his cock, my tongue flicking the underside as he groaned. The others stroked themselves, waiting their turn. My pussy clenched around Tyler as I came, a shuddering orgasm that left me gasping, but they didn't stop. Nate's thrusts grew erratic, and he pulled out, shooting hot cum across my ass. Tyler followed, filling my pussy, his groans mixing with my whimpers. The last two, Jake and Sam, wanted their shot. They positioned me on all fours, Jake in my pussy, Sam in my ass. Jake was rough, slamming into me so hard my body jolted forward with each thrust, my clit grinding against his pelvis. Sam matched him, his cock stretching my already sore ass, but the pain melted into pleasure. I was lost, a moaning, writhing mess, my body theirs. Dylan stepped up, shoving his cock in my mouth, and I sucked greedily, gagging as he hit the back of my throat. My fourth orgasm hit, my pussy and ass clenching around them, and they lost it. Jake came hard, flooding my pussy, while Sam pulled out, spraying my back. Dylan finished in my mouth, and I swallowed, licking my lips as I collapsed. I was a mess, cum dripping from my pussy, ass, and chin, my body trembling. They'd done everything they'd probably jerked off to while ringing up customers beside me. They never dreamed they'd all fuck me together. I lay there, spent, on Lucas's couch, their cum pooling beneath me. After a bit, I mumbled I had to go. It was nearly 3: 30 AM. Gavin, who lives nearby, offered to drive me. In the car, he grinned and said, "Ava, you're a fucking legend - we need this again." I smirked, wiping smudged lipstick from my face, and said, "Keep your mouths shut - and I'll be your party slut whenever you want." Noah was passed out when I got home, oblivious to the state I was in. A couple of days later, he asked about the party. I showed him a blurry photo Lucas snapped-my polo unbuttoned, tits out, grinning like a fiend. Noah went feral, fucking me hard as I whispered how I'd been their whore. Now, at every work event, I go solo. Lucas and Gavin can't get enough of my wild side, and after most parties, they whisk me to their place or a cheap motel. I text Noah I'll be late, then spill every detail later, showing him the photos or grainy videos they take. I'm their slut-bosses, coworkers, all of them - and I fucking love it.

It happened this past Monday. The sky was heavy with rain clouds, and my cat Luna had been sick all weekend, hacking up hairballs and worse. I threw on a faded hoodie, didn't bother with my tangled hair, and ignored the exhaustion etched into my face. I booked a rideshare, grumbling to myself, hoping Luna wouldn't barf in the carrier on the way. The vet clinic was pristine - smelled like cedarwood and something crisp, clinical. The doc wasn't out yet. My neighbor had raved about this place for her dog, so I figured it was worth a shot. When he appeared, I was done for. Caleb - tall, sleeves rolled up showing strong forearms, dark curls falling just right, gloves snug on his hands. Effortlessly gorgeous. He gave me a warm grin and asked me to set Luna on the exam table. I managed a nod, my eyes glued to him. He handled Luna with this quiet care that hit me hard. Spoke to her in a low, soothing voice, like she was a scared kid - stroking her fur, dabbing her chin with a soft cloth, murmuring, "You're alright, little one - we'll fix this." I don't know what possessed me, but the words tumbled out: "I've never seen a guy be so gentle with a pet." He paused, looked up, and stepped closer - close enough I could smell the faint mint on his breath. His fingers grazed my jaw, then traced the curve of my ear, tugging gently at my stud earring. "I'm not always gentle, " he said, voice low, eyes locked on mine. That was the spark. He pressed me against the wall - door clicked shut with a flick of his wrist - and his lips crashed into mine, urgent, hungry. I matched him, kissing back with a fire I didn't know I had, my tongue diving deep, tasting him, while his hands roamed, squeezing my hips like he couldn't get enough. He pulled my hoodie off in one swift move, letting it hit the floor. My tank top was next, leaving me in just a bra. His fingers hooked into my leggings, yanking them down with my underwear in a single tug. Before I could catch my breath, he slid two fingers inside me - slow at first, then deeper, curling just right. I gasped, back arching against the cool wall, my hands clutching his shoulders as heat surged through me. His thumb brushed circles over my clit, deliberate, teasing, until my thighs trembled and I bit my lip to stifle a moan. "God, you're beautiful, " he murmured, voice rough, leaning in to kiss my throat, his tongue tracing a slow, wet line up to my earlobe. I sank to my knees, heart pounding, and fumbled with his belt. His pants hit the floor, and he was already hard - thick, heavy in my hand. I looked up at him, his eyes dark with want, and took him into my mouth, slow at first, savoring the weight of him. My tongue swirled around the tip, then down, while my fingers cupped him, moving in rhythm. "Fuck, you're incredible, " I said, voice hoarse, pulling back just enough to speak before diving back in. He groaned, fingers tangling in my hair - not pulling, just holding, guiding me as I moved faster. "Just like that - keep going, " he rasped, and I did, losing myself in the sounds he made, the way his breath hitched. Then he tugged me up, spun me around, my palms flat against the wall. He pressed himself against me, teasing at first, the tip of him brushing me until I was practically begging. Then he thrust in - deep, sudden - and I cried out, the stretch of him filling me completely. He moved with purpose, each thrust harder, faster, his hands gripping my waist, pulling me back to meet him. The room was all heat and rhythm - the slick sound of us, my gasps, his low growls. "More, " I pleaded, voice shaking. "Don't stop - please." He didn't. His pace quickened, one hand sliding around to find my clit again, rubbing in tight, relentless circles. My body tightened, every nerve sparking, and I came hard - a rush so intense my knees buckled, my vision blurring as I moaned his name. He held me up, arm around my waist, and kept going, his thrusts turning wild, desperate. When he came, it was with a low groan, his body pressed tight against mine, warmth spreading over my skin as he spilled onto me. I felt it drip, hot and thick, and the rawness of it made my pulse race again. We stayed there, panting, my forehead against the wall, his breath warm on my neck. He kissed me softly - my shoulder, my ear, lingering on the stud - with a tenderness that felt like a contrast to everything before. "You're something else, " he whispered, a smile in his voice. I laughed quietly, still catching my breath, my body humming. He grabbed a cloth, cleaned me up with care, and I pulled my clothes back on. Luna was curled up in her carrier, sleeping like the world hadn't just shifted. We exchanged numbers. I reached for my wallet, but he shook his head. "No charge, " he said. "Just want Luna healthy - and you smiling." I left, slid into a cab, and stared out the window, replaying it all. There's nothing like desire that hits out of nowhere - raw, real, consuming. And God, I was already counting the hours until I'd see him again.

I'm married to Ethan, a man who's climbed the ranks at his tech firm, overseeing a dozen employees. I work part-time at a local bookstore while finishing my master's, which leaves me with just enough flexibility to juggle life - and the unexpected chaos I'm about to unravel. It was mid-January, the kind of biting cold that seeps into your bones, when Ethan left for a two-day conference (Thursday and Friday). We'd planned to attend a close friend's engagement party on Friday night, but with him stuck in meetings three states away, I faced it solo. The party was for Lily, a friend we'd both known since college, so bailing wasn't an option. I roped in my friend Claire to join me. That night, I felt reckless - I wore a slinky black dress that hugged my curves, cut low in the front and high on the thighs, paired with stiletto boots that clicked with every step. A few drinks in, I spotted Ethan's older cousin, Ryan, mingling near the bar. Ryan's 41, freshly single after a messy split, with joint custody of his three kids. He's got this rugged charm - tall, weathered skin from years outdoors, and a solid frame that fills out a jacket. We hugged, swapped small talk over whiskey, and I mentioned Ethan's absence, nodding toward Claire as my plus-one. The night blurred into laughter and clinking glasses. Ryan, Claire, and I stuck together, joined by a couple of his old buddies. Between shots, Ryan leaned in and confessed he couldn't stop glancing at Claire - her sharp wit and red curls had him hooked. I grinned, noticing how she kept finding excuses to ask about him. When the party wound down, Ryan suggested we keep the night alive at his place. We grabbed a bottle of bourbon and piled into his truck, a ragtag crew of five. I texted Ethan updates - he's never been possessive, just told me to enjoy myself. At Ryan's loft, we sprawled across his leather sectional, the bourbon flowing freely. Around 1 a.m., Claire's phone buzzed - her sister had a flat tire and needed a ride. She bolted, and though I offered to tag along, she waved me off. I stayed, texting Ethan that he'd be home by dawn - maybe 6 a.m. - after his red-eye flight. The group dwindled, and soon it was just Ryan, me, and his two pals. Someone slurred, "Truth or dare? " and we dove in, too buzzed to care. The dares escalated fast - one landed on me: "What's your type - rough or refined? " I smirked, heat rising to my cheeks, and said, "Rough, " picturing calloused hands and stubble. The room erupted in laughter. By 3 a.m., his friends stumbled out, and I dozed off on the sectional, the bourbon heavy in my veins. A shiver yanked me awake at 4: 30 - the loft's heat had died. Groggy, I shuffled toward the bathroom for a splash of water, but froze mid-step. The door hung half-open, steam curling out, and there was Ryan - naked, toweling off after a shower. His body glistened under the dim light, and my eyes snagged on him - thick, uncircumcised, hanging heavy in a way Ethan's never did. My pulse hammered, not from desire - not yet - but from the raw shock of it. Ethan's flight was landing soon; I'd have to grab him from the airport. I rapped on the doorframe, and Ryan flinched, cinching the towel around his waist. "Thought you were out cold, " he muttered. I stepped inside, voice shaky, "Hey, thanks for the throw blanket earlier - any chance you've got a spare bed? It's brutal out there." He nodded, "Yeah, I'll fix you up." Back in the living room, he tossed a quilt over the sectional. Then, casually, he asked, "Did you... see me in there? " I swallowed, nodded, and - blame the bourbon - said, "You're packing, Ryan." He smirked, eyes glinting, "That's just the preview." We laughed, a nervous edge to it. The air shifted. I tilted my head, daring him, "Show me the main event, then." He didn't hesitate - took my wrist, tugged down his sweats, and let it spring free. I dropped to my knees, mesmerized as it thickened before me, veins bulging, stretching past eight inches, maybe nine, with a girth that made my breath catch. He sank onto the sectional, staring at the ceiling, silent as I reached out. My fingers - then both hands - curled around it, barely encircling its heat. I stroked slowly, feeling it pulse and stiffen, a slick sheen forming at the tip. I was still in my black dress, boots off, a flannel shirt of his draped over me. "Boots on - lose the flannel, " he rasped. I complied, slipping the stilettos back on, shedding the shirt, the cold forgotten as my skin prickled with heat. My breath hitched as I leaned in, lips brushing the head, tasting salt and musk. I kissed along the shaft, slow and deliberate, down to his balls - tight, smooth, freshly shaved. My tongue flicked out, teasing, then I took him in, sucking gently, savoring the weight of him. Fifteen minutes melted away, my mouth working him as my thighs clenched, dampness pooling between them. I pulled back, stood, and our eyes locked - a silent fuse igniting. We collided in a kiss, fierce and sloppy, his tongue plunging into me, unbothered by where my mouth had been. I straddled him, his cock pressing against my dress, grinding so close I swore it'd tear through. My moans spilled out, imagining him splitting me open. His hands yanked the dress off, leaving me in a lace bra and thong, boots clicking as I shifted. He stripped bare, then attacked - lips on my nipples, sucking hard, teeth grazing as one hand kneaded my ass, the other roamed my ribs. He wasn't Ethan's cousin anymore - he was primal, mine, and I was his, lost in a haze of need. He shoved me onto the wider couch, and my legs fell open, an invitation. He hooked a finger under my thong, tugged it aside, and buried his face between my thighs. His tongue lashed at me - long, hungry strokes over my clit, dipping inside, slurping at the wetness I couldn't hide. I wasn't shaved bare - a soft patch lingered from weeks of neglect with Ethan - but Ryan devoured me like it was his last meal. I thrashed, nails raking the leather, gasps turning to cries as he sucked harder, relentless. He crawled up, kissing a trail - navel, sternum, collarbone - until his mouth crashed into mine again, tasting of me. He pinned my wrists, fumbled in his jeans, and pulled out a condom. A Viagra pill tumbled out too, bouncing on the floor. I smirked but said nothing - this was going all night. Naked, trembling, I begged, "Fuck me, Ryan, now." He sheathed himself, nudged the tip in - thick, stretching - then I grabbed his hips and yanked him deep. A scream tore from me as he filled me, every inch a shockwave. He thrust hard, hips slamming, a rhythm that rattled the couch. I clawed his back, yelling, "Harder! " as he bit my neck, licked my jaw, sucked my tits between thrusts. We fucked for hours - sweat-slick, animalistic. I rode him next, thighs burning as I bounced, his hands cupping my breasts, pinching until I whimpered. The condom vanished somewhere - I didn't care - and the bare friction sent me spiraling, climaxing once, then again, my walls gripping him as he groaned. He flipped me, jerking himself over my face, but I shoved him down, climbed on reverse, ass in his view, and sank onto him. His cock throbbed, then erupted - hot spurts flooding me, spilling down my thighs as I shook, a third orgasm ripping through. I collapsed beside him, kissed him deep, and panted, "Ryan, you're unreal. I needed that." At 7 a.m., he shook me awake - Ethan was banging on the door. Panic hit; my phone showed missed calls. I reeked of sex, scrambling into my dress as Ryan sprayed cologne everywhere. I texted Ethan that I'd crashed here, and Ryan let him in. I faked grogginess on the couch - Ryan had swapped the cum-stained cushions. Ethan kissed me, clueless, and we sipped coffee, spinning a tale of me dozing off. Later, as Ethan hit the bathroom, Ryan handed me my thong - it'd been under a pillow. "Keep it, " I whispered, "for next time." We left, Ethan none the wiser. Ryan and I still text - this wasn't our first slip, and I doubt it'll be our last. Another story for another day.

I'd never felt more electric, my body humming with a restless heat that seemed to grow stronger every day. I'd started giving myself over to my husband's friends with an ease that surprised even me, and the kicker? My husband, Ethan, didn't just know - he loved it. He'd nudge me toward them with a sly grin, thrilled by the way I'd come alive under their hands, his quiet pride fueling my fire. My boldness was hitting new heights. I'd slip into slinky outfits - short skirts, plunging tops - and strut through town, soaking up the way men's eyes raked over me. Their low whistles and muttered compliments about my legs or the swell of my chest only made me arch my back more, hips swinging like a pendulum. Ethan egged it on, whispering how hot I looked, how much he loved watching me tease the world. That hunger in me kept swelling, and soon I wasn't just waiting for chances - I was making them. That's how I met Ryan, a lean, tattooed mechanic who rolled into our lives when Ethan invited him over to fix up an old bike. He showed up with a couple of buddies, but they faded into the background the second I saw him - gritty, confident, with hands that looked like they could break or build anything. His friends were decent enough, rough around the edges and loud, but Ryan had this quiet intensity that hooked me. It started at a backyard barbecue Ethan threw - nothing fancy, just beers, burgers, and a bonfire crackling under a wide summer sky. Ryan caught my eye the moment he walked in, and I could tell he felt it too - his gaze lingered, dark and deliberate, stripping me bare even through my tight denim shorts and cropped tank. We didn't get much time to talk at first, too many people milling around, but as the night deepened and the crowd thinned, he ended up sprawled in a lawn chair near us, his buddies flanking him. Ethan knew them all from the garage, and they fit right in, laughing too loud and slugging back beers. I felt their stares all night - three pairs of eyes tracking me like wolves, but Ryan's hit different, heavy and unapologetic. I'd ditched my bra that evening, letting the thin cotton of my top cling to my breasts, nipples pebbling under the cool air and their attention. They'd mutter to each other, smirking over the fire's roar, and I'd pretend not to notice, bending a little too far to grab a drink, giving them a show. Ethan ran inside for more ice, and Ryan didn't waste a second. "You're something else, Sarah, " he said, voice rough like gravel. "Prettiest thing here - Ethan's got no idea how lucky he is to have you. And that body? Fuck, you're killing me." I smirked, tossing my hair, and purred a coy, "Thanks, glad you think so." The real spark came later - stumbling across the uneven yard in my wedge sandals, one heel catching in the dirt. Ryan was there fast, steadying me, and I looped my arms around his neck, pressing close. His body was hard, warm, radiating a raw strength that made my breath hitch. I wanted him right then, and I knew he sensed it, but he just guided me back to my chair, leaving me buzzing. The night stretched on, beers piling up - Ethan, Ryan, and the other two knocking them back while I sipped a vodka soda, the alcohol loosening me up, making me reckless. Ryan wasn't moving fast enough, so I took the reins - caught his eye across the fire and gave him a slow, filthy smile, tipping my head toward the shadows beyond the yard. He'd been watching me nonstop, so he got up, casual as hell, and asked if I wanted to "stretch my legs." Ethan, half-drunk and grinning, waved me off. "Go wander, babe, have fun." I didn't need telling twice - I followed Ryan past the glow of the bonfire, out where the trees swallowed the light. Under the moon's faint wash, I found him waiting near the edge of the woods, leaning against an oak. The second I got close, he yanked me in, mouth crashing into mine - hot, urgent, tasting of beer and smoke. His hands slid down, cupping my ass through my shorts, squeezing hard as he rasped, "This ass, Sarah - been thinking about it all night." He tugged at the hem, shoving the denim up to graze my bare skin, fingers brushing the lacy edge of my thong. I moaned soft, already soaked, and he grinned against my lips, sliding a hand around to dip beneath the fabric, finding me wet and ready. Two thick fingers pushed inside, slow at first, then curling deep, making my knees buckle as I gasped into his shoulder. I dragged him deeper into the trees, where the shadows hid us completely. He didn't wait - spun me around, yanked my shorts and thong down in one rough pull, and dropped to his knees. His breath hit my thighs, then his tongue - hot and relentless - licked a slow stripe up my slit, parting me open. He gripped my hips, pulling me back onto his face, and I bit my lip to keep quiet, the wet sounds of him lapping at me mixing with the distant hum of the party. His tongue flicked my clit, then plunged inside, fucking me with it as his hands kneaded my cheeks, spreading me wider. My legs shook, pleasure coiling tight, and I came hard, grinding against his mouth, slickness dripping down his chin. He stood, wiping his jaw, and growled, "My turn - get that mouth on me." I turned, fumbling with his belt, freeing him - his cock sprang out, thick and veined, the tip glistening. I wrapped my lips around it, taking him deep, tongue swirling as I sucked, relishing the way he groaned, hips jerking. But I needed more - pulling off, I looked up, voice raw, "Fuck me, Ryan. Ethan doesn't give it to me like I need - please, just do it." He didn't hesitate - spun me back around, bent me over against a tree, my hands bracing the bark. He kicked my legs apart, lined himself up, and thrust in - hard, deep, stretching me with a burn that made me cry out. His hands clamped my hips, and he set a brutal pace, each slam rocking me forward, my breasts bouncing free as my top rode up. The woods swallowed my moans as he pounded me, his cock hitting spots that made my vision blur. My body tightened, slick and trembling, and I came again, clenching around him, drenching him. He growled, flipping me to face him, lifting one leg over his arm - my shorts still tangled at my ankles - and tugged my tank down, exposing my chest. His mouth latched onto a nipple, sucking hard, teeth grazing as he thrust back in, slower now but deeper, letting me feel every inch. I clawed his back, another orgasm ripping through me as he tensed, then erupted - hot, thick spurts filling me, spilling out as he kept moving, milking every drop. We broke apart, panting, his cum trickling down my thigh. I scrambled to fix myself - yanked my shorts up, stuffed my breasts back into my top - praying the dark hid the mess. "Give me my thong, " I hissed, but he pocketed it with a smirk. "Gotta get back, " I muttered, and he nodded, slapping my ass as I bolted toward the firelight. Ethan was slumped in a chair, laughing with Ryan's buddies, too gone to notice me slip in. They shot me knowing looks, though, lips twitching like they'd heard every sound. Ryan strolled back minutes later, playing it cool, but our glances burned - secret, smug, electric. He asked me to "wander" again later, whispering he wanted me to ditch with him. I ached to, but Ethan was still there, a blurry obstacle. "Wait outside, " I finally said. "I'll handle him." Ryan said his goodbyes, but Ethan - wasted and clingy - dragged him back, slurring, "Come crash at ours, man! " The buddies bailed, and I drove us home, Ethan sloshed in the passenger seat, Ryan behind me, his eyes on me in the rearview. At the house, Ethan flopped onto the couch, and Ryan pounced - hands on my ass as I bent for glasses, Ethan oblivious, yelling, "More drinks, babe! " In the kitchen, Ryan pinned me against the counter, kissing my neck, then my mouth, rough and greedy. "Gonna fuck you proper now, " he rasped, "that tight little pussy's mine." I squirmed, half-protesting, but my body betrayed me - wet, ready. Back in the living room, Ethan poured shots, and I drank deep, the room spinning as Ryan pulled me close, grinding against me to the music I'd cranked up. Ethan stumbled off to piss, and I dragged Ryan back to the kitchen - his hands were under my shorts in seconds, fingers plunging deep, thumb circling my clit till I whimpered. We froze at the toilet flush, scrambling apart. I danced with Ethan next, grinding shamelessly, letting Ryan watch my body move. Ethan collapsed soon after, and I poured him another shot, willing him to black out. He waved it off - "I'm done" - and Ryan faked a goodbye. At the door, I begged, "Stay - wait in the yard." He did. I fussed with dishes, giving Ethan time to crash upstairs, then slipped into a sheer red teddy, stockings hugging my thighs. Out in the dark, Ryan stripped me bare save the lace, growling, "Bedroom - now." I led him to the guest room, sprawling on the sheets, legs wide. He shed his clothes, revealing every hard line of him, and climbed over me. His mouth started at my throat, slow, wet kisses trailing to my ears, then my lips - his tongue diving deep, claiming me. Hands roamed my breasts, squeezing, thumbs flicking my nipples stiff before he sucked them, rolling them between his teeth till I arched, gasping. His kisses slid lower, over my stomach, then between my thighs - I spread wider, dripping as his tongue traced my folds, teasing my clit with soft flicks before plunging inside, lapping at my core. I locked my legs around his head, grinding, and he groaned into me, sucking harder till I shattered, soaking his face. We flipped - he on his back, me swallowing his cock, lips stretching around him as I bobbed, tongue tracing the veins, tasting him. I climbed atop, sinking onto him, riding slow at first, then fast - his hands gripped my ass, spreading me as he thrust up, hitting deep. My breasts bounced, and he caught a nipple in his mouth, sucking as I clenched, cumming again. He flipped me onto my knees, entering hard - each thrust a wet, slapping rhythm, his fingers digging into my hips. He pulled out, teased my ass with the tip, then pushed in - slow, agonizing, stretching me till I groaned, pain melting into pleasure. He fucked me there, deep and deliberate, building me up till I came again, trembling, and he followed, filling me hot and thick. We collapsed, smoked, and I sent him off with a promise of more - Ethan snoring upstairs, none the wiser. My body ached, marked, alive - and I knew I'd crave him again.

Since the college options in my small hometown were limited, my parents decided to send me to a bigger city to pursue my studies. I was thrilled about the change - I think I really needed it. They arranged for me to live with my dad's brother, Uncle Mark, so I packed my bags and left home to continue my education. When I arrived, everything seemed kind of dull - not what I'd imagined. I ended up staying inside most of the time, watching TV. The house was gorgeous, though - spacious, with a huge backyard that's where it all started. I loved sunbathing in the yard. I'd head out in a tiny bikini, slather on some tanning oil, and sip a soda. That's when I noticed someone watching me - Uncle Mark. He never missed a chance to sneak a peek. At first, I thought he was nuts - his wife, Aunt Lisa, is stunning - but then, with a little mischief on my part, I started to enjoy the attention. I'd leave the bathroom door cracked when I showered, and just knowing he was there got me going. I'd run my hands over my chest, my hips, lathering up slow, lifting a leg so he could see everything. I'd catch him practically drooling out of the corner of my eye, and I loved it. Later, I let him watch me change in the mornings, and honestly, I never worried about Aunt Lisa catching on. After all that teasing, I decided to give him a little treat. I set the stage - door ajar, me sprawled naked on the bed. When I sensed him there, the show began. I spread my legs - I'm completely shaved, not a hair on me - and started touching myself like crazy. One finger, then two, I was so turned on. Then I flipped over, got on all fours, and while still working myself with one hand, I wet a finger with the other and slowly slid it into my back door. It felt amazing - I had an incredible orgasm, collapsed exhausted, and passed out. I kept it up, later with some toys I'd bought online, but it started getting old. One afternoon, while he was spying, I jumped up, flung the door wide, and said, "Come in and help me." I told him he could assist but not touch me. I got on all fours, sticking my rear right up to his face, handed him a toy, and said, "Put it in." He grabbed it and shoved it in fast - it felt so good - and I told him to move it as much as he could. Then I gave him another one for my backside. He went too hard at first, and it hurt, so I turned and said, "Slow down, be gentle." He eased up, working both toys deep inside me. The one in the back went so far it felt like it hit my core, filling me up. After a while, I had an explosive orgasm - I screamed like wild - then pulled him by the arm to the door, kissed his forehead, said goodbye, and shut it. Two days later, I let him in again for the same routine. I liked watching him, then I'd kick him out. Eventually, I followed him and saw him head to his bathroom to finish himself off. The third time, after I'd climaxed, he started for the door, but I said, "Wait." I tossed a pillow at his feet, knelt on it, unzipped his pants, and pulled him out. He was rock-hard and dripping. I flicked my tongue over the tip, tasting him, then took him deep into my throat, feeling him pulse. I went at it like a maniac, then lifted him up and sucked on his balls, one at a time, still stroking him. I teased the tip with my tongue until he twitched - I knew what was coming. I opened wide, and he shot a thick stream right into my mouth. I swallowed what I could, but there was so much he finished on my face and chest. When he was done, I cleaned him off with my mouth, stood up, smiled, kissed his forehead again, said he'd earned it, and walked him out. Sadly, he left for a business trip a few days later, leaving me with Aunt Lisa. She seemed off, so I asked what was wrong. She brushed it off but invited me out with her friends that night. We drank too much, and on the way home, loosened up by the booze, she snapped, "Your uncle's a pig." I asked why. She spilled that he's always pushing her to make dirty videos or have sex with other people - preferably guys - while he watches her go down on them. She asked what I thought. With a sly grin, I said it didn't sound so bad - just experiences, right? Days passed, Uncle Mark came back, and we picked up our games. Then my boyfriend, Jake, called from my hometown, saying he'd visit. I asked my aunt and uncle if he could stay. Uncle Mark wasn't thrilled, but Aunt Lisa said sure, he could use the guest room. When Jake arrived, I told him everything about Uncle Mark - we're super open. He laughed and said Aunt Lisa was hot and he'd love a shot with her. I just shoved him playfully. One afternoon, Jake and I were fooling around in my room when I noticed Uncle Mark watching. I asked Jake if we should invite him in. He said yes without hesitation. I got up, opened the door, and told Uncle Mark to join us. And that's how it happened. Suddenly, I was on the bed, switching between two guys while they groped me all over. I climbed on Uncle Mark, riding him hard, while Jake stood in front of me, letting me work him with my mouth. Then they took turns with me from behind. It was wild - Jake lay down, I rode him, sucking Uncle Mark off, then begged Uncle Mark to take me from behind. He got into position and pushed in slow. Double-teamed, I lost it, coming five times. But it got too intense - I was sore everywhere. I told them to pull out, and like some porn star, I went after them both, letting them cum all over my face, chest, and mouth. Covered in sweat and their mess, I passed out, dead tired, until morning. Next day at breakfast, the three of us just smirked at each other. It was Sunday. Aunt Lisa said she was visiting family and would be back later. Jake and Uncle Mark plopped on the couch with beers to watch football. I went out to sunbathe like usual. When I came back in, still in my bikini, they both grinned at me. I walked over, knelt between them, carefully pulled them out, and started going to town, nice and slow. I was between Uncle Mark's legs when Jake got behind me and slid in. We were mid-action when Uncle Mark's face froze. I turned - Aunt Lisa was standing there, watching. I tried to pull away, but she yelled, "Stay right there! " She stripped down, said, "Excuse me, " and wedged between Uncle Mark's legs, going down on him. Then she told me to help her out. We kept at it for a while. She told Jake to stand, grabbed him, and swallowed him whole, glaring at Uncle Mark, asking if he liked seeing his wife act like a slut. Still sore from the day before, I backed off to a couch alone. Aunt Lisa went wild, devouring both of them. She climbed on the couch, told Jake to take her from behind, and he did - she winced at first, then moved with him. Suddenly, she switched to Uncle Mark, lowering herself onto him, legs spread wide, showing everything. She rode him like a pro, and I couldn't help touching myself watching her. She grabbed Jake, pulled him close, and took them both at once, looking like she'd never done it before. She begged them to cum in her mouth. They pulled out, aimed, and drenched her - she swallowed it all, ravenous, until it was over. Jake went home after that. Aunt Lisa started inviting friends over for her and Uncle Mark - once even five guys plus him. They'd ask me to join sometimes, but I was done. I missed those private afternoons with Uncle Mark.

My name's Jake, and my wife, Emily, and I are your average couple. After seven years together, we figured it was time to shake things up in the bedroom. I'm 5'9", 170 pounds - not ripped, but I keep in shape - with a solid, straight seven inches that I've never had complaints about. Emily's a knockout: 5'3", 110 pounds, with firm hips and perky breasts, her standout feature being those large, pointed nipples that add an extra spark. It all started when Emily came home from a girls' night, buzzing with stories about her friends - thirty-something women who lived unapologetically, juggling two or three lovers at a time. I'll admit, it piqued my interest. I knew a couple of these wild friends of hers by reputation, and though I'd never crossed paths with them, the idea lit a fire. So, I decided to spice things up. Off I went to an adult store, loading up on toys - dildos, lube, a few costumes - and came home grinning, ready for some fun. For months, we went all out: I used a strap-on with her, took her from behind, doubled up with toys, tied her up, and worked her with a thick nine-incher. It kept us going for half a year, but eventually, the thrill faded. Emily stopped lighting up like she used to, and we slipped back into routine. Then came a twist of fate. At a company party, I met Ryan, a new guy at work. He was sharp, easy to talk to, and brought his wife, Claire, along. We hit it off, chatting about everything from our jerk of a boss to the women in the office. By the end of the night, we were both buzzed, and Ryan offered me a ride home. Claire drove since we were in no shape to, and somehow, I didn't notice we'd pulled up to their place instead of mine. They invited me in for coffee, and I said sure, no big deal. Next thing I know, Ryan and I are on their couch, sipping whiskey over ice. I had no clue what was coming. Claire stepped out in sheer lingerie - her full, juicy breasts practically spilling through the bra, a neat patch visible under lace panties. I was floored. Before I could process it, she straddled me like it was nothing, her lips crashing into mine. That kiss - deep, electric - burned itself into my memory. My pants tightened instantly. I ran my hands over her chest, her tongue diving into my mouth, her scent soft and intoxicating. My fingers slid down her thigh, brushing the edge of her panties, then slipping them aside to stroke her. She was already soaked, and my arousal hit overdrive. I pulled back mid-kiss to check on Ryan. There he was, sprawled in an armchair, pants down, working a massive tool - nine inches, he'd later brag - giving me a nod like it was all good. No hesitation left - I laid Claire back, yanked off her panties, and buried my face between her legs. She was dripping, and I lapped her up, hands kneading her breasts. She grabbed my head, pressing me hard against her as she shuddered through a climax. I stood, shedding my pants. Claire glanced at Ryan, then dropped to her knees, freeing me from my boxers. She teased the tip, ran her tongue along the shaft, and took me in. Three minutes, and I was done, spilling into her mouth. I sank onto the couch, still rock-hard. She swallowed, climbed onto me, and lowered herself onto my length. I thrust up - or maybe she rode me - lost in the rhythm. Ryan joined in, perching on the couch back, his giant length dangling near my face. Claire leaned over and sucked him while I kept going. The sight nearly pushed me over again, but I held off, suggesting a switch. Ryan flipped her onto all fours and plunged in deep - she yelped at the suddenness. I slid in front of her, and she took me in her mouth again. Ryan pounded away, his heavy rhythm echoing with slaps against her. Then she climbed onto him, facing me, and beckoned me to her back door. I'd done that with Emily solo, but never with another guy involved. Ryan paused as I eased into Claire's tight rear, feeling his girth pulsing through the thin divide. We found a groove - slow at first, then faster, deeper. Within minutes, Claire froze, trembling, fists clenched, lip bitten as a massive orgasm ripped through her. That tipped me over - I came hard, filling her up. Ryan pulled out, stroking furiously in front of her face. I stayed behind, still inside, as he unleashed a torrent - some even splashed me. We collapsed on the couch, catching our breath, each lost in the aftermath. It was my first time like this, and honestly, I kept picturing Emily in Claire's place, Ryan's monster buried in her. But that's a story for another day...

It had been a few days since I had been experiencing an annoying itch in some parts of my body. At first glance, it seemed like small granules had appeared, but after taking a closer look and seeing the number of them, I leaned towards thinking it was some kind of eruptive disease, one of those that are very annoying and take a long time to go away. So, feeling a bit apprehensive and uncertain, I decided to get to the bottom of the doubt I had. I went to the dermatology department at the hospital I always go to. When I arrived, I announced myself and waited until my turn came. There were only three of us waiting: a young couple and me. At one point, a doctor came out of one of the consulting rooms, a woman of about 40 years old, medium height, brown curly hair, slender figure, and very little charm. Although I was a bit distracted, I managed to notice that she gave me a quick glance and I heard her say, "Let me take it." It seemed that on that day, her solidarity with her colleagues was greater than usual. She said my name, and we both went to the corresponding consulting room. As we entered, she was already seated, ready, and when she greeted me, she smiled suggestively. Her way of looking at me made me feel uneasy, I don't know why. All I wanted was for that damn itch to stop bothering my body. I told her about my problem, and she asked me to show her the affected areas. First, I took off my dark blue sweater, then I unbuttoned my shirt of the same color, opened it, and pointed out where I was itching. When I looked back at the doctor's eyes, I saw - to my surprise - that she had been contemplating my entire anatomy. She was startled and quickly looked more closely at the specific area. Then I mentioned that I also itched near my crotch. I asked her if it was necessary to show her that area, to which she nodded as if it were obvious. I unbuttoned my jeans, pulled them down to my knees with some timidity. She was getting more and more excited; I could see that her lips were more humid than when I had looked at them before. "Come, get closer to the light." I was in the middle of that consulting room, semi-naked, just with her, who was touching me softly, running the tips of her fine fingers over my crotch, making my dick harden gradually. I was still in my underwear, with my torso naked, almost immobilized by my low jeans, while the doctor's hands seemed to be taking their time to leave my body. They seemed to not want to go. I was waiting for her to tell me something, I was waiting for her to comment on the diagnosis, I wanted to know what I had, and all I got was a silence that was making me uncomfortable. She kept touching me and touching me, and just when I was about to tell her to stop, the curious doctor lowered my underwear, leaving my erect member exposed. "And does it itch here too? " she asked with mischief. She took my erect dick and put it in her mouth without pause. She began to caress it with professional touch, now with more dedication than before. The way she did it excited me much more than the other times some woman had been playing with my sacred piece of flesh. The degree of excitement was superlative. Slowly she sucked my member until the middle, then started to suck it. At this point, my dick was erect to the maximum, which made her enjoy it in all its long extension. At times, her eyes sought mine, and I was getting hotter and hotter. Moreover, on the other hand, an additional nervousness hovered over the atmosphere due to the fear we both had of someone entering to interrupt us. It seemed to please her a lot, my tasty dick, so much that at times her hand that held it squeezed me more than necessary, which hurt me on one hand and heated me up even more on the other. I asked her to stop and get up. I adjusted myself a bit to take my turn. Just as I was, I quickly unbuttoned the buttons of her white uniform, then I hastily took off her annoying sweater until I finished taking off her black corset. My tongue launched itself in search of her excited breasts, whose firm nipples denounced her excitement. Accompanying my lingual caresses, the doctor's hands caressed my head very slowly. I pulled down her panties with a jerk, managing to heat her up even more. I inserted my large member into her humid cavity. Oh! How the doctor enjoyed it! With each thrust, she burst into muffled moans, and I was getting more and more excited. In some way, I could admire and feel the orgasms she was having by the way she moved, the saliva she secreted, and how she dug her sharp nails into my skin. All this, sweat had invaded my body, everywhere, and when I passed through the areas where I had an itch, it irritated me a lot, but with the general excitement I had, this irritation instead of unsettling me added more heat to the scene. I was about to finish, so I withdrew my hot dick from her vagina to finish on her face. She had been left soaked with the sacred white liquid, hot and delicious. We got dressed, she gave me a prescription, and said she would see me in twenty days, words accompanied by a complicit gesture. Curiously, when I left there, my itch seemed to not affect me...

Hey there, I'm Alex, and I'm in my mid-thirties. I live in Madrid, and I just had the most epic blowjob of my life. But before I get into that, let me tell you a little bit about myself. I used to be part of a religious order that emphasized abstinence, but after many years of repression, I decided to break free and explore my sexuality. Growing up, I was always curious about sex between men, and I have to admit that I had some pretty wild experiences with some of the other guys in the order. But I never really acted on my desires until I left the order and started exploring the gay scene in Madrid. One night, I stumbled upon this crazy sex club that had a dark room, and I just had to check it out. I mean, who doesn't love a good anonymous hookup, right? So, I went in, and it was like a whole different world. There were guys everywhere, and they were all just going at it. I started making my way through the crowd, and I saw this one guy who caught my eye. He was older, maybe in his fifties, but he had this crazy energy about him. We started talking, and I could tell he was into me. So, I took him to the back of the room, and we started getting it on. It was like nothing I'd ever experienced before. He was sucking my dick like a pro, and I was loving every minute of it. But then, things started to get even crazier. This other guy came over, and he started fucking the older guy in the ass. I was holding onto his dick, and I could feel the other guy's thrusts. It was like we were all connected, you know? Anyway, the older guy came, and it was like a tidal wave of cum. I was covered in it, and it was amazing. But the night wasn't over yet. This other guy came over, and he started sucking my dick again. This time, it was even more intense. He was sucking me like a vacuum, and I could feel myself getting ready to come. And then, it happened. I came, and it was like a explosion. The guy was still sucking me, and I could feel my cum shooting out of my dick. It was like nothing I'd ever felt before. After that, I was done. I mean, I was exhausted, but I was also exhilarated. I had never felt so alive. And as I was leaving the club, this guy came up to me and whispered a phone number in my ear. He told me that if I wanted to get fucked or sucked, I should call him. But if I wanted a blowjob, I should definitely call him. He said it was the best in the city, and I have to say, I believe him. So, that's my story. It was wild, it was crazy, and it was amazing. If you're looking for a good time, I highly recommend checking out that club. Just be careful, because things can get pretty wild. In my many years of being part of that religious order, it was always hinted at that sex between men is understandable, because the flesh is weak and you have to attend to the needs of the body. On the other hand, sex with a woman is giving in to the temptation of the devil. What a bunch of hypocrites, the order was full of opportunistic faggots who camouflaged themselves as fervent followers, and as soon as they had the chance and the right candidate, they would give them a blowjob or encourage them to get fucked according to their inclination. But the thing is that I got so tired of talking about it that I ended up getting interested in finding out for myself how satisfying relationships between men are, that is, after my countless experiences with different members of the order and especially with a high-ranking and well-known executive of a Spanish company, who, as soon as I let my guard down, always found the opportunity to grab my dick and bury it in his generous and hungry ass. And decided as I was to recover the time "not lived", one day I stumbled upon one of those places of the Madrid nightlife that advertises itself as having one of the best dark rooms in the city. As soon as I entered the place at one of the best times of the day, that is, at midnight on a weekend, the flow of customers who directed their steps towards a corner of the place was more than evident, so, after making small talk at the bar and exchanging insipid words with some curious customers, I headed towards "paradise", excuse me, towards what seemed to be the entrance to the dark room of the place. In fact, as soon as I crossed some old curtains that left a wide and poorly lit corridor in plain sight, I found a door with a more than suggestive sign: "only men" and I slipped in, ready to taste the delights that were hidden there, in the deepest darkness. The entrance to the dark room was authentically dark, one could give free rein to their most intimate and hidden passions, because anonymity was more than guaranteed, here no one knew who anyone was, nor their social status, nor their marital status, nor their age, nor even their beautiful or worn-out features, here the only thing that mattered, and you realized that as soon as you crossed the entrance door, were the measurements of your dick, because I assure you that they will fondle you from start to finish. As soon as I entered the interior of the dark room, the first thrusts and insinuations appeared: "Do you want me to suck you? ", or its closest variant "do you want to suck me? ", although I was determined to live that dark night to the fullest and not fall into the first temptations, it was clear that I soon found myself with others that were even more suggestive: "Do you want to fuck me? " or also its closest variant "do you want me to fuck you? ". And so, between offer and offer, I made my way through the interior of the dark room, and already, in its confines, one begins to participate and touch the merchandise that is offered in every corner of the room: boy is fondled by boy, boy is fondled by boys, boys are fondled by boys, and all the variants that one can imagine: handjobs with two fingers, handjobs with the whole hand, and handjobs with the fist, blowjobs in the style of a lollipop, blowjobs to the entire cock, blowjobs to the whole mouth, and blowjobs to the deep throat, and of course, I couldn't help but mention the anal penetrations. Here the recital is for honors, here they fuck you with condoms, but they are more frequent the penetrations without them, without adorning, only well lubricated with soothing creams. There are those who try to fuck you parsimoniously, with delicacy, to enjoy the penetration, to make it last all night, but there are also those who fuck you without contemplations, in a masculine way, until the hilt, without remorse but with a suggestive recital to delight your ears, pure inspiration, poetry in the darkness, something like: "swallow it all, faggot", "I'm going to fill your ass with milk", "I'm going to be fucking you all night" and believe me, they achieve it, because the room doesn't stop entering volunteers and you hardly notice that anyone leaves, it's clear that here the one who fucks doesn't let go. And since we were at it, I ended up in a corner holding onto a good dick that was wandering around the room, so I caressed it in my hand, I went down to its height, I put it in my mouth, and I savored it well savored. I wanted to prolong the incipient blowjob, but soon I realized that the owner of my dick was being fucked in the ass. The guy got ready for what was coming and slightly bent down to favor the penetration of the dick in his more than lubricated ass, so I had no other option than to hold his dick well between my hands and wait for the thrust. The man seemed like a mature gentleman, a bit overweight and older, but he behaved like a young man, he hugged me as best he could, I protected his dick between my hands as best I could, and soon I started to feel the first thrusts. The guy was being fucked with decision and precision. The one behind was pushing, the one being fucked was receiving and enduring, and I didn't miss a single one of the thrusts on my body. I felt how they were fucking him and I felt above all how he was receiving it. Soon the thrusts became rhythmic and powerful, and soon I began to perceive how the one being fucked enjoyed it like a possessed person, because at the same time I was squeezing his dick between my hands and the gasps were spreading among all the participants, the one who was fucking was moaning, the one who was being fucked was panting, and I, who was holding onto both, was encouraging them to continue without fainting. I didn't take long to realize that the one being fucked was coming in my hands, I felt his agitated buttocks, and the goosebumps betrayed the imminence of the cumshot, so without being able to do more in his favor, my hands were filled with milk, and the one who was fucking slowly withdrew his dick from that ass, but don't think that the thing ended there, in fact, I would say that it was just beginning. The one being fucked disappeared from the scene almost without us noticing, but soon I could appreciate that something new was about to start, because someone hastened to take my dick out of my pants, and I noticed that around us there was a real crowd, because my dick was starting to go from mouth to mouth. I couldn't precisely say how many guys sucked my dick, but I wouldn't be too far off if I said that no less than a dozen tongues savored my extremely erect dick. It was like a whirlwind. My dick was going from mouth to mouth, but don't think that the thing was out of control, because from the beginning, I clearly noticed that the one who was fucking, yes, the one who had fucked the mature gentleman, controlled my dick at all times and was the one who allowed the participants in the feast to taste my dick, but not to release it, not to leave it to the crowd, no way, he would put it in the mouths of the participants and immediately take it out, until soon he put it in his mouth and my dick disappeared in a deep and warm cavity. I don't know how far he put it, but I assure you that my 9 inches of dick and my 4 inches of thickness were fully inside his mouth. I remembered the thrusts that I had given to the one being fucked a moment before, and I assure you that I got my revenge. I put it in his mouth until his throat, with rage, with fury, without contemplations, and without contemplations, I came in his mouth. It wasn't a cumshot, it was a whirlwind, the milk was coming out of his lips, but I didn't take it out so soon, I waited patiently for my dick to give its last beat and expel the last drop of semen on his mouth, then I got off him and put my dick back on at the same time that I made an intention to leave the place. The man still had the breath to approach me and whisper a phone number in my ear...

It was a Saturday at the end of July. My parents were supposed to be at the beach and not coming back until Sunday, so I invited my girlfriend over to our house to take a dip in the hot tub. We prepared the bath, added some aromatic salts, and everything was going well. We undressed and started getting into the tub. "Are you sure no one will show up? " my girlfriend asked. "I hope not, but let's just take a quick bath because my sister might come back at any moment, " I replied, with a bit of fear of getting caught, although it was turning me on. We got in, I went in first, lying on my back, and she got in behind me, also on her back, holding onto my waist, as it was the easiest way for both of us to fit. We pressed the button that makes the bubbles come out, and we were very relaxed, staying like that for a long time. Of course, my dick was rubbing against her back, and I'm not made of stone, so I was hard the whole time, although I was trying to stay calm. She, obviously, noticed. "Mmmm, is that your dick rubbing against my back? " she asked. "Yeah, it is." I was holding onto her breasts and caressing them, and things were starting to get out of hand. To try to calm the situation down, I got up and sat down on a seat inside the tub, but if I wanted to calm things down, it wasn't a good idea, since I was hard and staring at her, with my dick right in front of her. "Pervert, you don't want to do anything and you're putting your dick in front of me? " she said, stroking my dick and balls. She came closer and started licking it slowly. First, just the head, until she started taking the whole thing in and moving back and forth. "Mmmm, that's so good." At that moment, she was in a comfortable position, and so was I, so with my left hand, I started making circles on her clit, like girls like, and with my right hand, I was caressing her tit like I was kneading it. "Mmm... I love it, " she was moaning. "Ohhh... keep going, " I was saying. I was watching everything she was doing, taking the head in and starting to jerk off, or pulling out her tongue and putting the head on her tongue, like she was waiting for milk, while she was jerking off. That really turns me on, and she was indicating that she wanted me to come in her mouth, and it wasn't going to take long. "Mmmm, are you going to fill my mouth with your cum? " "Ohhh... keep going, you're such a slut." She was getting more and more into it, and she knew exactly how to do it and when to step it up. I was leaning down, trying to suck on her huge nipples, which were totally erect. Suddenly, we heard someone opening the door. The house is small, and you can hear everything, someone had come in. She looked at me without taking my dick out of her mouth, and I told her to keep going. "Keep going, keep going, don't stop now, we just have to be quiet." The water was still making noise, so we didn't have to stop either. I could feel the pleasure, the cum was ready to come out, and she knew it. So she put the head on her tongue and started jerking off like crazy until she took the whole thing in, made three or four movements back and forth, and I came in her mouth. "Ahhh, ufff, " I made a pretty loud noise. I had already come, and she was still with her mouth full, eating it, wanting to make sure not a single drop was left inside. I was touching her wet pussy. She pulled out, grabbed some toilet paper, and spit out the liquid. "Mmmm, that was a great blowjob, " I said. "You have such delicious cum, " she replied. We got dressed and went outside, and I thought it was my sister, but it was my parents, they had come back a day early. They looked at us with a weird expression: "What have you done? " "Nothing, we just took a bath in our swimsuits. It was quick." I don't know if they heard anything. Later, in private, they told me not to invite anyone else into the hot tub without their permission. It was a very morbid experience, and when we remember it, we burst out laughing and get really turned on.

I woke up very early the next morning, the time change was still causing me problems and when I looked at the clock, it was only half past five in the morning. I must have had an erotic dream too, because when I reached between my legs I felt moisture there. My throat was dry and I had nothing to drink. So I called room service and ordered an orange juice. After a short time, a small, sturdily built older man in a hotel uniform came and entered my room after knocking. I had him put the orange juice on my dessert and he put the bill next to it for me to sign. I reached for the pen with my right hand and signed. However, he suddenly grabbed my hand and brought it to his nose. He smelled it and then grinned at me meaningfully. My head turned red because it was the hand I had grabbed my pussy with just before. Without hesitation, he opened his zipper with one hand while he pulled my blanket away with the other. I was lying there with just my nightgown pulled up. My cunt was exposed and he looked at it while he took his cock out of his pants. It was already stiff and stood out bobbing. I stared at the cock and he grinned. At a sign from him, I took off my nightdress and willingly spread my legs. He immediately came between my legs, positioned his cock and penetrated deep inside me with a hard thrust. I moaned loudly as his cock stretched my hole. He immediately began to take me impetuously with hard thrusts that brought me to orgasm after a short time. My wet cunt smacked loudly while he took me violently. Naked and with my legs apart, I lay beneath him while he was still fully clothed and only had his pants open. His thrusts were powerful and intense and after a few minutes he tensed up and his sperm shot into me in spurts. After he had emptied himself, he pulled his cock out of me, smeared the rest of his cum on my pubic hair and then wrapped up his cock. He nodded to me and then left my room. These spontaneous fucks started to excite me and I wondered how easily I was willing to be fucked like that. I drank my orange juice and then slept for another three hours before showering and going to breakfast. I felt like the waiters were all looking at me kind of strangely, but nothing was obvious to me. When I got back to my room, the Thai man from room service was standing outside my door. I looked at him questioningly. His strong grip on my chest showed me what he wanted from me. I opened my door and he entered the room with me, pulling up my T-shirt as he entered and exposing my breasts. Then he took it off while he kneaded one breast vigorously. My nipples erected quickly. He pushed me onto my knees and, as before, only opened his pants. His semi-rigid cock stretched out towards me and I took it in my mouth. He hadn't washed it and I could still taste my cunt juice and his cum. I started to suck him slowly and deeply, but he grabbed the back of my head and shoved it hard and fast into my mouth, fucking me while his cock got hard again. His hot cock thrust deep into my throat. Then he pulled it out and pushed me to the bed. He pulled my pants down and pushed me onto the bed in a doggy position. I spread my legs and felt him push two fingers into my cunt to check my wetness. The fingers penetrated easily and so he put his cock in, parted my labia with his glans and penetrated me hard. I moaned with lust and my cunt twitched around his cock. He grabbed my hips and began to fuck me rhythmically and hard. His cock kept sinking into my cunt and my breasts swayed with every thrust. In the mirror, I could see how he routinely fucked me. His balls slapped against me and my cunt smacked loudly across the room. After a short time, I had my first orgasm and moaned it out while he just kept on fucking me. After a quarter of an hour he increased the tempo, pulled his cock out further during the thrusts and then squirted his sperm into my hot wet cunt. He filled it with his warm juice. After he had finished he pulled his cock out and held it in front of my mouth. I started to lick him clean and tasted his fresh cum. When his cock was clean, he put it back in his pants, nodded to me with a grin and left my room. Still horny, I took the cum running out of me on my fingers and licked it off. When I looked at the clock, I realized how late it was and I quickly washed my cunt, put my T-shirt and trousers back on and went downstairs. My tour guide was already waiting for me and we hired a cab for the city tour. His eyes glanced at my T-shirt under which my nipples were clearly visible. We drove through the city for a few hours and he showed me various temples and sights. I was sweating and my breasts were even more prominent. He did a good job and I took lots of photos. We ate in between and in the late afternoon we drove to a temple just outside the city. We then set off on the way back when my guide suddenly reached under my T-shirt, pushed it up and exposed my naked breasts. We were both sitting in the back seat. He grinned at me and immediately started kneading my breasts. Surprised, I let him do it and my nipples quickly became hard and stood out. The cab driver adjusted his mirror so that he could watch us. After my nipples were hard, he grabbed my head and pushed it down onto his cock, which he had taken out in the meantime. I willingly took it in my mouth and started to suck it. It tasted of sweat and grew quickly in my mouth. I sucked his cock while he continued to work on my breasts. He spoke briefly to the driver in Thai and he drove to an obscure spot in the vegetation. My tour guide got out, pulled me with him and took off my pants as soon as I was outside. I stood naked in front of the two men, who looked at me with greedy eyes. They exchanged a few words and the driver sat down in the back seat. The tour guide led me over and bent me over so that I could suck the driver's cock. Then he spread my legs and penetrated me hard and deep, making me moan loudly. The driver took advantage of this to stick his cock in my mouth. I tasted his sweat on my tongue while his hand on the back of my neck guided my head. I sucked on it and licked the glans while I felt a hot cock fucking my cunt deep and hard. After a short time I came again and my twitching cunt closed around his cock and with a groan he unloaded inside me. A large amount of cum filled my hole. Then he pulled it out, smeared the rest of the cum on my pubic hair and came to the car. He took my camera, set it to video and recorded with relish how I sucked and licked the driver's cock. After a few minutes, he moaned and squirted his juice down my throat. I tasted the viscous sperm that he pumped into my mouth thrust after thrust. I swallowed it as he was still holding my head. Afterwards, I got dressed without much further ado and the two of them got dressed. We drove back to the hotel and the tour guide asked me if I had liked the driver's cock too. I just nodded and he said that the driver wanted to fuck my cunt too. As I would be there for several weeks, that wouldn't be a problem. They both dropped me off at the hotel with a grin on their faces and a day at the beach was arranged for the next day. I made myself a cozy evening at the bar and felt that my thoroughly fucked cunt was hurting a bit. In bed that evening, I reviewed the hours since my arrival and realized that I'd had 3 men in my cunt or pussy within 36 hours. Two of them more than once. The spontaneous quick acts excited me like I had never known before. Then I went to bed, not without first watching on my camera how I made a cock squirt with my mouth. At the same time I pushed 2 fingers into my aching cunt. Then I fell asleep and wondered what the next day would bring.

I've just come back from training, since I'm single again I like to distract myself from my loneliness in the boxing gym. I let my aggression run free and afterwards I'm calm in person. It's also good for my body. Just before my driveway, I see the neighbor's little daughter selling freshly squeezed orange juice by the roadside. Not necessarily the most profitable business idea in this area, I think to myself, stop and buy up her entire supply of juice. I press 20 euros into her hand for the 2 liters of juice and enjoy her shining eyes. Behind her in the garden, her big sister is lying in the sun with a friend, stretching provocatively to show off her small tits. Her friend turns around and sticks her cute little bottom up in an extremely conspicuous way. The two of them whisper a little and giggle while I put my OJ in the car and promise to bring the little one her thermos flasks straight back. When I get home, I refill the OJ with tequila. As promised, I deliver the jugs and this time I get to look at both pretty teenage bottoms. This is not without consequences, someone gets excited in my training pants and I make sure I get home before I attract attention. Now I take a shower, then a couple of glasses of OJ and maybe jerk off to a hot story or a movie by X-Hamster. As I get out of the shower, applying cream to my freshly shaved cock and massaging it, I see two pretty girl's faces through the living room window staring at my part in disbelief and grinning cheekily. Since everything is already visible anyway, I don't even bother to cover myself up but open the balcony door and invite them in. As they pass by, my young neighbor's hand accidentally touches my slightly swollen cock, which she doesn't seem to notice. My cock, however, all the more so. The two of them sit down on the couch and I offer them a drink, they ask for a coffee. On the way to the kitchen, my increasingly swollen cock bobs back and forth with every step, I can feel my thick balls throbbing slightly, in short, I'm super horny. To get the situation back under control, I make a detour to the bedroom and jump into a pair of tracksuit bottoms and pull on a T-shirt. Then I come back with my coffee and sit down in an armchair with my glass of OJ. The fact that I've put something on doesn't necessarily go down well with my visitors. My young neighbor Nicole starts and tells me that she and Susanne would like to improve their pocket money and of course I ask what they would like to do. They tell me that their little sister told them how generous I was and that's when they decided to offer me their help around the house and in the garden. I take a quick look around and realize that although I don't really need any help, I can spend my free time in a more meaningful way than dusting and mowing the lawn, so I agree. We agree on the price and they start straight away. Nikki in the living room, Susi in the kitchen. I don't think it's appropriate to watch porn and jerk off now, so I postpone this plan until later. The two of them jump around me in their extremely short shorts and skimpy tank tops, dusting etc. Every time one of them bends over, my cock throbs and twitches. In short, my horniness increases with every minute and I find it very difficult to distract myself. Dick wants out, he screams for attention and my balls scream for release. To distract myself, I sit down at the computer and look for spare parts for my motorcycles and cars. However, this is not tolerated by the two of them. Whenever I've just sat down, one of them calls me to ask me a question. Where to put it, what is it, what do you need it for, etc. Nikki arrives in my bedroom, finds a box of pills and asks me what they are for and whether I am very ill. I can reassure her it's just Cialis and left behind from a one-night stand. Of course she keeps asking, so I explain to her that I don't need it and that the woman brought the stuff to try it out on me before trying it on her husband. So I was used as a guinea pig. Did it work? Yes. What effect did it have? I was horny all the time and even after the night of sex 3 times in a row I got a pipe every time I touched it. Would you take it again? It depends. I don't really need it and the possible side effects are too severe for me. Why did you keep it? I don't know, I was probably too lazy to throw it away. She is satisfied with that and as she passes by, her hand brushes my cock again. This time a little harder and her cheeky grin lets me know it's intentional. I leave the bedroom with a swollen cock, the bulge can't be hidden, Susi stands in front of me and looks at the bulge with amusement. She asks Nikki what she has done now, you can clearly see that she has already turned me on again. Nikki replies that she's not guilty and it's not her fault that my cock is half hard again. Susi comes up to me and grabs it without hesitation. She grips my cock through my pants and rubs it slowly. I moan, it feels soooo good and yet so wrong. The teen girl could easily be my daughter, besides, she's been working for me since today. She grins at me and sees my doubts, but just carries on and whispers: Nikki told me that you have a super hot big cock, she promised me that I would get to see it, but we didn't know exactly how to go about it. We had hoped that you would lie by the pool or go swimming today, but I didn't want to wait for that. That's why we made this plan. From behind, Susi pulls my T-shirt over my head, I try to stop her, then she grabs my sack and squeezes very hard. I groan and let her undress me. Pants down, cock twitching hard and with big balls, I stand in front of Susi who smiles in awe. She had achieved her goal. Nikki reaches around me and wanks my cock, Susi just watches and bites her lower lip. I just stand there quietly, moaning softly and enjoying the little girl's hand on my cock, feeling my balls swinging back and forth as she jerks me off faster and harder. I can feel it coming up, moan louder and say that I want her to make me cum so soon. Her second hand reaches through my legs and squeezes my big balls tightly together. It's almost painful and Susi pulls up her tank top, shows me her small tits and stiff nipples and strokes them. She watches as my cock starts to twitch, I thrust my pelvis forward harder and harder and fuck her girlfriend's hand. She says she's never seen that before and it's totally awesome. Her pussy is getting wetter and wetter and she can hardly stand it. It's too much for me, I cum with a loud moan and although Susi is standing almost 2 meters in front of me I hit her face with the first squirt, her breast with the second and her stomach with the third. The rest just smacks the floor. She squeals briefly and then complains that I've stained it. I've made a mess on the floor too and they've only just cleaned it. All three of us are laughing, my legs are shaking and I tell them both that I need to sit down for a minute. I want to pull my pants back up, they clearly tell me to keep them where they are, we're not done with you yet. Okay, I think, there wasn't anything better on the agenda anyway and the weekend is still a long way off.

While the waves of her climax subsided, I simply left my fingers inside her and kissed and licked over her mons veneris. I noticed that she seemed to be getting a little restless. She pulled my head back a little, looked down at me and said that it was probably a mistake not to go to the toilet first because she had to go so urgently that she could hardly stand it. And asked me if I would mind if she did it right here, in the shower... Oh well, that would be a completely new experience for me, but why should I miss out on it? So, as if in a trance, I just heard myself say: "Hey, we're in the shower anyway, just let it go..." My fingers were still in her hot pussy, so not only could I see it right in front of me, I could also feel the warm, bright stream on my hand. It ran down my arm, I continued to finger fuck her at the same time, hearing her moan, hearing myself moan. But she wanted something else, pulled my fingers out so that she could aim her jet directly at me. I was still kneeling in front of her and she moved her pelvis so that the hot bright yellow juice hit my chest, it ran down my stomach, then she aimed directly at my boner... Ooooh, man, it was so hot, it ran down my balls, dripped from my ass, I had to pull myself together so as not to cum right away! I briefly tasted the salty taste of her pee, but shortly afterwards it was covered by the juice from her now really dripping wet cunt. She moaned and asked me to stick my fingers in again. What - again? Well, I'd love to... It didn't take long before I could feel her vaginal muscles twitching against my fingers for the second time and she came again, moaning and wonderfully wet... I then got up from my kneeling position, slid up against her, hugged and kissed her so that she could taste her own horniness, her juices on my mouth... and then, then she slowly got down on her knees in front of me... ooohhh, yeeaaahhhh. I felt her mouth slide down me until she came to the stiffly rising cream dispenser... ready just for her... First tender fingers, then her tongue played up and down it, it was wonderful... and while her fingers played with the two balls again, her mouth closed around the plump glans, from which my horny juice was already literally dripping... I could see it from above, how her head moved, back and forth, her lips, sometimes gently, then again firmly, ooohhhhhhhh... Again and again her mouth released me from my sweet captivity, but only to continue massaging and wanking my tight shaft with her hands. Hmmmmm, the whole length from top to bottom and back again. Then I felt her tongue circling the glans, we could both see how it was now shining dark purple. And again her lips enveloped my pleasure stick - oooohhhh, it couldn't last much longer - fingers embraced the free piece, gliding up and down, further up in time with her mouth, other fingers stroked the two cream containers. I think she could feel my sperm making its way from there. I couldn't hold it back now... uuuuuhhhhhhh... She also felt the twitching and then the hot load of fresh cum in her mouth, on her tongue. This massage was so incredibly hot that I thought I couldn't stop squirting. Well, I wanted to anyway, and my cock, which was just about to burst, twitched and twitched, even when no more cum had come out for a long time. I enjoyed every single second, even more so when I felt her not letting my cock out of her mouth and swallowing every squirt, every droplet of my eggnog. My fingers in her hair, I had my eyes closed until she released me with a gentle kiss on the tip and came up to me. We hugged again and now I could feel my taste in our next kiss, just as she had with me earlier... Now that my cock was slowly becoming limp again, I realized that my bladder was also very full, I whispered just that in her ear. I was a bit shy, because I'd never done anything like that before. But she just smiled and said: "Hey, how was it before, we're here in the shower, just let it go..." Yeah, that wasn't so easy, I somehow can't really pee when someone is watching me, especially not when she was holding my half-stiff cock in her hand and already starting slow jerking movements again. She told me to just relax and when it made its way out and the jet shot out of the glans, it was - uuuuh, wonderful, almost as hot as an orgasm. She still had my cock in her hand, let it run over her hand and then aimed it at herself - on her stomach, between her legs, wanted to feel the hot jet on her pussy. I couldn't and didn't have to do anything other than just let it run...

A little fantasy of mine that really turns me on!!! I am a passionate voyeur and love to watch other people. Whether nudist, in a swinger club or simply in everyday situations. To see their beautiful bodies, to feel their horniness and to guess their fantasies. I find that extremely hot and always get totally wet. Now to my fantasy: I often find myself sitting almost alone on the last train home in the evening, the day has been exhausting and a little distraction would be nice to clear my head. I'm wearing my business outfit, blue velvet high heels, a very short black skirt and a tight white blouse (the blue bra shows through a bit). So very sexy and provocative. Suddenly a handsome, taller, young man, maybe just 18-19, gets in. Also smartly dressed in a suit. What a coincidence that he gets on in my compartment. He sits down in the 4-seater block opposite me, looks at me and just says, "had a long day too? " "Very long and super exhausting, " I replied. He didn't say anything else and kept himself busy with his cell phone. I had put my legs on the bench opposite him, so my skirt was riding up a bit and he could see my legs clearly. I cheekily asked him if his girlfriend was already waiting at home, which he denied, saying that he was single and that my husband would be waiting. "No, he's at work" was my answer. I could clearly see him checking me out from top to bottom, his eyes wandered over my body and it really turned me on to see how his eyes wandered from my hot heels, over my legs, up to my much too tight blouse. He got a message and briefly looked at his cell phone again, which I used to undo two more buttons on my blouse and lean a little in his direction. The bra was now peeking out and he could easily see my cleavage. When he looked at me again to say something, his eyes almost fell out of his head and he couldn't get a word out. He just stared at my cleavage for a while and "wow" was the only thing he managed to say, more like thinking out loud than addressing me. He turned a little red and embarrassed, which I thought was very sweet. He then quickly looked away, he probably felt caught out and was visibly uncomfortable that he had so obviously looked at my breasts for about a minute. I love embarrassing men. To lighten the situation a little, I said to him "don't be shy, I've undone the buttons for you too, you can just look. He turned to me and asked, startled and timid, "Really? Just for me? Why? " I looked at him directly and replied, "You've had a long day, so I at least wanted to sweeten your evening a little". He smiled and just said that I had managed that. I asked him if he would like to sit over with me. He didn't hesitate for a second and sat diagonally opposite me. "You're super pretty and sexy" were the first words he said as he looked me up and down again. "Thank you too", I replied. I could now see that his pants were getting tighter and tighter and he was trying to hide it unnoticed with his hands. "You don't need to hide your hard-on" was my reaction. He stuttered "No, I don't". "Then put your hands away", I replied cheekily. He hesitated a little and took them away. A huge bump appeared, his face turned bright red and I looked at his crotch. "Wow, there must be a big cock hiding there, " I said and he didn't answer at first. Visibly shocked and embarrassed. I undid 2 more buttons and spread my legs a little, of course I didn't have any panties underneath and he could look at my wet pussy. Which he did without hesitation. "you, you, you, you don't have anything underneath", "no, it's warm", "horny pussy, you're already really wet", "I almost always am". Meanwhile, he started rubbing his bump and without saying anything, he unzipped his pants and took out his cock. Long, thick, with a bulging glans. "Sorry, but I'm so horny right now, is that ok for you? " he asked. "Of course, you have a very hot cock, jerk it off for me. You can also slide over, " I replied. I pulled my leg away briefly and he sat down right in front of me. I put my legs next to him and spread them a little wider so that he could look at my pussy. "Can I see your breasts? " he asked and I told him "You're welcome to unwrap them". He hesitated for a moment and then stood up, leaned forward and pulled the bra down, both plump tits were now facing him, the nipples already very hard and I whispered to him "you can touch them too, go ahead and touch them, I like them". By now I had his cock firmly in my hands and was wanking it, he squeezed my breasts hard and licked my nipples. I took one hand and slipped it under my skirt, his fingers slid straight into my wet pussy and he was very good at it. I enjoyed it for a while and his cock was already dripping with lust. I pushed him away and bent over, took his cock straight into my mouth and spoiled him. Suddenly he took my hair in his hand and started to push me onto his cock and this huge cock slid further and further into my mouth. I had to gag, tears ran down my face and drool ran out of my mouth, but at some point it was in until it hit me. He then fucked my mouth extremely hard and I found it so hot. He then pulled it out and shot a mega load of cum in my face. "Now fuck me really hard with the spanking" I moaned loudly. I turned around and knelt on the seat, stretched my wet hole towards him and he rammed this magnificent cock into me. It was so thick and long that it filled my pussy completely and also stretched it a little. He fucked me as hard as he could and as deep as he could. I was so horny that I pulled him out and squirted him. Then he put it back in and continued to fuck me. This went on a few more times until I came very hard and loudly. "I want to keep fucking you" was all I heard and I noticed that he was now rubbing his cock against my bottom, "put it in at last", I moaned to him and pressed my ass against his cock. He slowly pushed it in and started to fuck me, I felt this hot cock fucking deeper and deeper into me and I squirted a few more times while he fucked me horny. I got another orgasm and the young cock was ready to squirt his load on me again. I turned to him and held my tits out to him and shouted at him, "give me your cum, nice on my tits, come on, I need it". At that moment the second load came and poured over my tits. Then we both got dressed properly again, we had almost reached our destination. I got into the car completely full of cum and wet from squirting and went home to take a shower and then relax in bed.

When I came home from work one evening, I saw that I had new neighbors because the apartment next door had become vacant weeks ago. In principle, I didn't really care who moved in because, to be honest, the neighbors didn't really interest me and I wanted to have my peace and quiet. 2 weeks later there was a knock on my door and I was quite annoyed because it was already late in the evening as I had just come home from work, and who was standing in front of my door, the new neighbors. It quickly turned out that it was just a new neighbor. The man who was there had only helped her with the move as it was her brother, which was of little interest to me at the time as I just wanted to have a shower and go to bed. She introduced herself and told me that she was now my new neighbor and that she was looking forward to being good neighbors, since I had been raised well by my parents, I put on a friendly smile and introduced myself and returned the statement about being good neighbors, we talked a bit and then went back to our apartments. When I closed the door behind me, I realized what a beautiful woman had moved in next to me and noticed that I was feeling a little tight in my pants. I went back to work the next morning and had to slog through the whole day again until 8pm and was looking forward to the weekend to finally have time for myself and go shopping. The next morning I wanted to go shopping in a nearby shopping center and called a friend to see if he had time to bring money to the people, but he didn't, so I went alone. In this shopping center, after a shopping trip, I sat down in a restaurant and had a coffee when suddenly my neighbor came by and asked if she could sit down and have a chat with me. Of course I didn't say no. I asked her what she wanted to drink and ordered for her and we got talking. She told me that her name was Christina, that she was from Greece and that she was 36 years old. After we had talked and finished our drinks, I paid and wanted to go home, so I asked her if I should give her a lift as we lived in the same house. She accepted and we went to the car. When we arrived at the house we took a small elevator to our floor and we touched each other. I got an erection in my pants, which she noticed immediately and started smiling. Of course I was embarrassed and immediately turned red in the face, so she just told me to take my things home and come over to her immediately. When I entered my apartment, I took a shower beforehand, put on some fresh clothes and then walked over with a tingling sensation in my stomach. When I knocked, she opened the door to me where her body was only covered by an open bathrobe underneath a silk negligee where her black underwear flashed through. And again something happened in my pants. I sat down on the couch in the living room and she brought a bottle of wine from the kitchen and two glasses. After we had emptied the bottle, we both got quite warm and she suddenly grabbed my pants and took them off. And started to suck me off slowly and with a lot of feeling. She did it so well that I came within minutes and I wanted to pull it out because I told her I was coming and she just didn't want to let it go and let it all squirt into her mouth and swallowed it too. I was so surprised by her actions that he didn't even want to go limp, it made me so horny. She wiped her mouth and said that she finally wanted to be spoiled. We kissed tenderly on the mouth and I took off her clothes one by one and when she stood naked in front of me I saw her body and such a beautiful woman. 160cm short a handful of big breasts brown eyes black shoulder-length hair and an absolutely wonderful figure. I sat her down on the couch and started to tenderly kiss her thighs and slowly opened her legs and I saw her pussy dripping her juice so I couldn't resist and had to taste it. When I started to work on her clitoris with my tongue she started to twitch and moan and I realized that she had her first orgasm because her love juice suddenly shot out and squirted all over me and that made me so horny that I wanted to fuck her. We got up from the couch and went into the bedroom and on the way there she asked me what I thought about anal sex. I started to grin and she knew how I felt about it. As we lay on the bed she got some lube from the drawer and I saw that she had several vibrators.Suddenly she hung on my noodle again and blew like crazy on my flute again a concert but I had to pull it out otherwise I would have cum again. Now I licked her again and started to massage her butt hole with my index finger, then she knelt down and I started to fuck her pussy from behind. Honestly, she was very wet and extremely warm at the age of 36. Such a horny piece as I fucked her I felt her juice wanting to come out. Then she started that I should finally fuck her in the ass it's time. I didn't have to be told twice and as I pulled my cock out the juice flowed out of her cunt, I pulled my cock through a few times so that I didn't even need a lubricant to stick it in her back. When I put it on, it went as if by itself but this tight what was inside, I realized that it will not take very long until I have to cum so I took her hair in my hand and pulled her slightly to me suddenly she began to whimper and moan a scream could not be prevented. Then she suddenly said squirt everything in my ass, I want to feel your juice in me that made me so hot that after more movements I left my juice in her tight ass. When I pulled it out she cleaned my cock and we lay next to each other.

My neighbor's name is Sandra, she is 36 years old, very slim, has small breasts, but a very sexy figure. Sandra often comes to our apartment and is always a welcome guest. One morning I came home from the night shift and was extremely horny for a fuck, unfortunately my girlfriend was already out and so I decided to watch some porn. I put a hot porno in the DVD player, sat down in bed and pulled another of my girlfriend's worn black nylon stockings over my hand and started to jerk off. My cock quickly got hard from the horny driving and moaning of the actors in the movie. I didn't notice that my neighbor opened our apartment door and then watched me for a while. Suddenly I heard a voice at the door, startled I hid my hard cock and the hand with the nylon stocking. At first I thought it was my girlfriend, but when I saw Sandra standing in the doorway I was even more embarrassed. I asked her what she was doing here and she replied that she knew I was on night duty and as my girlfriend was out all day today she just wanted to bring me something to eat for the afternoon. With a bright red head, I tried to turn off the porn movie when she said that she didn't mind and if it had come to me yet? I replied that I had only just started. Sandra smiled at me and asked coolly what I was doing with the nylon stocking? I replied that nylon stockings just turn me on and that I like them too. Actually, I just wanted to get rid of her quickly when she told me to wait a minute and I could turn the movie back on. Sandra left the apartment and I smoked a cigarette for the first time after the shock. After about 15 minutes Sandra was back in the bedroom and I was very surprised because she had put on a pair of skin-colored pantyhose and was standing there with just a shirt over them. She asked me if I minded if she watched a little and if I wanted I could use her stockinged legs as a wank template. Surprised by the offer, I told her that I didn't mind if she wanted to watch and she was already lying next to me in bed. So I turned on the porn movie again, which was a hot blowjob and cum swallowing porno, lay next to each other and watched the movie. After a while I noticed that Sandra was under my blanket with her nylon legs and was gently rubbing her feet against my legs. She looked at me and asked me if I liked it, which I answered with a nod and she then asked me why I didn't finally take my cock in my hand and jerk off. So I took my best part in my hand and slowly began to rub my boner. Sandra was also massaging her pussy under the blanket, I could tell by her movements and how she slowly started to moan. With my free hand I massaged her sweet nylon feet and my cock was already close to exploding from sheer lust, when Sandra noticed this she tore off my comforter, took my girlfriend's nylon stocking and put it over my hard cock. Sandra took my cock in her mouth and gave me an extremely hot nylon blowjob which of course I really enjoyed, she kept looking up at me and smiling. She did the whole thing for about 10 minutes until she realized that I was about to come, she stopped blowing, came up to me and asked me if I would like it that way? OHHH YAAAA... Was my answer and Sandra laughed. Laughing, she looked at me, gave me a long deep French kiss and then asked me if I could still manage to fuck her long and hard? I said yes to her. Sandra immediately tore a hole in her pantyhose, lay down on her back and raised her legs. When she realized that I wanted to pull the nylon stocking off my cock, she held me back and just said: "Fuck me with it"!!! So I pushed my cock with the stocking over it into her wet hole and immediately fucked her hard and hard. She moaned and screamed with every thrust, she put her sexy legs on my shoulders and asked me to suck her horny stockinged slut toes while I continued to hammer into her. She pushed her toes into my mouth all by herself, I sucked her toes and licked the soles of her feet until her pantyhose were completely wet and full of my saliva. Sandra came at the feeling of her toes in my mouth and my nylon cock in her wet cleft. She screamed her violent orgasm into the pillow and even then it was still easy to hear. I too slowly came at the sight of her hot nylon toes in my mouth and I pulled my cock out to avoid cumming in her cunt. Sandra immediately knelt next to the bed and greedily stuffed my cock back into her throat.she jerked and blew my cock so horny that I came after a short time and I squirted everything through the stocking into her mouth. Sandra sucked the cum through the nylon fabric into her mouth and then swallowed all my cream, laughing. We both lay exhausted in bed, smoked a cigarette and didn't say a word to each other. After a while Sandra just said that she had never had such a hot fuck in her life and if she had known that you can have so much fun with nylons she would have done it earlier. I just laughed and told her that I had never experienced it like that but it was the hottest thing that had ever happened to me. Sandra got up from the bed, took off her now torn pantyhose and threw them on the bed with the words "I'm going to buy a lot of pantyhose today and we'll do it again soon". She left our apartment smiling and I fell asleep with her pantyhose under my pillow, satisfied. Since then I have had many more exciting nylon adventures with Sandra and she has always worn pantyhose!!!

Wow, I thought as I walked into the gas station to pay. Standing in front of me was a petite girl with long legs in high heels and a sexy outfit. Even though I'm married, I still like to look at her. When she had paid, I was able to catch a glimpse of her "front". Subtle make-up on her face, framed by half-length black hair with bangs. Exactly like Uma Thurman in Pulp Fiction. Only her blouse fell rather flat. Too bad, "man" would have liked more. Our eyes met and I was perplexed by her firm eyes and soft features. Somehow that excited me even more. On the way to the car, I passed hers. She leaned almost lasciviously against the passenger door in the twilight and looked towards me. I was embarrassed. I looked down and walked past her excitedly. Out of the corner of my eye, I eyed her white nylons that ended in black high heels. "Why so shy now? " I heard a somewhat sonorous, yet gentle voice. I was startled and turned towards her. Then I realized that she wasn't a girl, but a young man in women's clothes. And yet incredibly attractive. The wig like real hair, feminine make-up on her eyes, a fluffy white blouse. And a wine-red lipstick to match her, or rather his, miniskirt. I still couldn't make a sound out of excitement, or rather arousal. I was incredibly attracted to his sensual, feminine charisma. He also seemed to be aware of the effect his feminine body had on me and probably others too. I am by no means bi or even gay. But my cock was stirring inside me, or rather in my pants. I was torn between hoping he wouldn't notice and hoping he would notice. Whatever he noticed, he took two steps towards me and gripped it tenderly between my legs. My cock became erect in a matter of seconds. What an incredible feeling. A man grabs my cock. And what a man! He pulled me by my lap behind his car, took my hand and pushed it under my blouse on his chest. I lost all composure, undid the top buttons and devotedly kissed his shaved man boobs and sucked his nipples stiff. In the meantime, he had found his way into my trousers and skillfully rubbed my bum with his delicate fingers. That worked! The first drop lubricated his fingers and we got hornier and hornier. However, he always seemed to know what he wanted. Unlike me. I wildly gripped his small, firm buttocks and pressed our loins firmly together. He was so petite that I could clearly feel his penis between his hips on my penis. This close in front of me, I could also estimate his age. He was around thirty, but looked a few years younger overall. The super make-up certainly played its part. As if remote-controlled, I placed my mouth on his and we began to kiss, exploring and getting wilder. What was wrong with me? I had never wasted a single thought on male sex before. And now I was on the verge of having sex with someone wearing women's underwear. Now he was pulling my hair and slowly pushing me to my knees. Without ever having sucked a man's cock, I knew what to do and could hardly wait. I lifted his leather mini slightly and saw his cock pressing against the nylons. I pressed him firmly against my face and ran my mouth over his penis several times. He moaned absently, frantically tucked his nylons under his balls and held his slim, long cock out to me. Without hesitation, I took it in and pushed it deeper and deeper into my mouth. Just like in a porn movie, I tried to close my lips around his penis and blow him rhythmically. However, he gripped my head and pushed his cock faster, harder and deeper into my throat. I was in tears, saliva was dripping from my mouth and I could only breathe in gasps. But I really wanted him to come in my mouth cunt and so I let him continue to use me. All too quickly, he pressed my mouth hard onto his penis up to the base of my cock and began to squirt down my throat in pulsating spurts. I almost choked and tore my head away from his cock. Cum splashed into my face and onto his mini. He was breathing heavily. I looked up at him, but apart from the shiny cock, all I saw was a pretty, petite woman. I stood up caressing his body and started kissing him again. The sperm rubbed into our mouths and I wanted to know now. I didn't see him as a young man, just a desirable young woman. The outfit was still irresistibly gorgeous. The sperm and the penis hanging out made it even more arousing. I didn't need to push. She knew what was driving me now. I wanted to take her! She turned around, bent over with her bottom stretched out and held on to the open car window. I approached her, stroked her small, tight bottom and enjoyed the feeling of the nylons. Then I ran my palms under her tights from above and pushed them down to the back of her knees. She seemed to be teasing me with her sexy backside. While I enjoyed the sight of her perfect ass and legs, she squeezed them tightly together so that her cock was no longer visible. Only her long legs with the nylons pulled halfway down on her cunt, which was barely covered by her leather mini, stretched out towards me. Now it was all over for me. I gave her hole a quick, wet lick and drove my cock deep into the ladyboy in a few powerful thrusts. She skillfully squeezed her anal muscle open and closed and pressed her slim pelvis firmly against me. And while I looked down at her, I came deep inside her strikingly warm butt cunt.

I just couldn't get the horny experience with Linda in the swimming pool out of my head. In the days that followed, I found myself getting my cock hard in my pants several times while working at my desk at the thought of what I had experienced. I couldn't help it: I had to get it out and start wanking it. I went to the window, hoping to see Linda in the neighbor's garden so I could get even hornier at the sight of her fantastic body. But unfortunately in vain. I had no choice but to relieve myself every time. But it became more and more unbearable. The thought of her luscious, soft breasts with their tender nipples and her cheeky, frivolous nature almost drove me mad. I absolutely had to repeat the experience! So I decided to visit her at home under a pretext to see if there might be another opportunity for a hot fuck. My cock needed it now. It was school vacations and assuming Linda's mother was at work, I went over to our neighbors and rang the doorbell. I felt a slight tingle in my pants at the thought of what I might be about to experience. The door opened cautiously and I was completely surprised and perplexed when I saw Linda's mother's face in the crack of the door. She was wrapped in a bathrobe and had a towel wrapped around her hair. "Hi, I'm Tom, your next door neighbor, " I began to stammer. I realized that my blood was rushing to my head. I hadn't expected this and was completely unprepared. I had to quickly think of an excuse for ringing the doorbell. "I'm just about to bake a cake and unfortunately I don't have any eggs left at home. I wanted to ask if you could help me out". I couldn't think of anything better off the top of my head. "Oh, you don't have any eggs" then a short pause "at home? Let's see, I had to be able to help you out" she said with a lascivious undertone and invited me in. "Sorry, but if I'm late, I can come back later. I see you've just had a shower" "No problem, I don't mind. And if I ever have the opportunity to meet our neighbor, I'll gladly take it" and closed the door behind me. Her bathrobe opened slightly, revealing her cleavage to me. It was amazing, I thought, as the base of her breasts and what was visible under her bathrobe made my breathing quicken and something started to stir in my pants. After all, I had come here hoping to have hot sex with Linda. I stood there rooted to the spot and realized that my mouth must have been open the whole time. "Don't be shy, Tom, you can go on, I don't think I'll bite, " she said with a lascivious undertone and a smug smile on her face. Had she noticed my eyes? Very unsettled, I walked through to the living room. "Please take a seat, I'll go and see if we have any eggs left in the house. How many do you need, more than two? " There was that undertone in her voice again. "Two eggs should be enough" I stammered. "I was just about to make myself a coffee, would you like one too, Tom? " I gladly accepted the offer, as I now had the opportunity to get to know Linda's mother. "Here's your coffee, I've already put your eggs in the kitchen, " she leaned down to me and handed me a cup of steaming hot coffee. The way she bent down to me almost left me speechless. Her bathrobe opened to reveal one of her huge tits. Her nipple stuck out like a small pea and the tit dangled in front of me within easy reach. I noticed how it inevitably got tight in my pants. I would be incredibly embarrassed if she noticed, but the more I fought against it, the bigger the bulge became. "By the way, I'm Maria, nice to meet you. Do you bake cakes? " "Yes, my little daughter is coming to visit at the weekend, so I wanted to make her a little treat." During the small talk, I tried to take my mind off things and get my bump to subside. "Fine, and then you realize you have no eggs. What a stupid thing to do. By the way, do you want sugar? " She leaned towards me again and gave me a view of her wonderful tits. "Uh yes, " I reached for it, but my eyes were only on her cleavage, so I accidentally tipped my cup over and spilled coffee all over my shirt and pants. "Oh, such a mishap, wait, I'll get something to clean up" She went into the kitchen and came back with a wet cloth. "Sorry, I'm embarrassed" she said, and started to wipe my shirt first. I just sat there, completely perplexed, not knowing how to react. This wonderful woman leaned over me, I could see her tits dangling in her bathrobe, which was wide open at the top, and I smelled her fresh scent. She pretended not to notice my gaze and continued rubbing my shirt. Was it intentional how she presented her dangling tits to me? In any case, I was getting pretty hot and I noticed how my cock was getting harder and harder in my pants. "So the shirt would be reasonably clean" she said "but your pants have probably gotten a few splashes". And she began to wipe my pants with the damp cloth. By now my cock was bursting hard and there was a clear bulge in my jeans. "Of course she had noticed this and, as if by chance, she wiped the bulge with the cloth. "Well, you still seem to have balls after all, and quite big ones at that" she said with a smile and continued to rub the cloth over my bulge. "I think maybe she should take her pants off, then I can clean the stain better". She started to open my pants. When I took them off, my hard, stiff cock stood out steeply under my shorts and built a real tent. A wet spot from my arousal was already visible at the tip. "Well, the coffee seems to have really heated her up. But I have an antidote" and before I could say anything, she gripped the shaft of my cock with one hand through my shorts. I flinched in shock. "Am I hurting you? Or is it unpleasant? She looked at me questioningly with an excited expression in her eyes. "No, not at all, on the contrary, " was all I could say. Slowly, she began to massage my cock up and down. She looked at me lustfully with her big brown eyes. "Come on, take your shorts off, I want to see what I'm massaging too." I was so horny by now that I didn't need to be told twice. My cock literally shot up as I let it free. "Wow, Tom, you've got a nice cock, it looks very tasty, " she said as she gently and slowly continued to jerk my cock with her hand. "You're welcome to try it, " I offered with a grin and she wrapped her plump lips around my glans and then pushed it all the way into her mouth. She played around my glans with her tongue and sucked harder and harder. I threw my head back and my hands reflexively grasped the back of her head. Her breathing became more frantic as she jerked my cock harder and harder while she held my glans in her mouth and closed her lips tightly around the edge of the glans. Her tongue circled my sensitive glans more and more firmly. I began to moan louder, it was just too hot. I looked down at myself. This amazing woman with these mega boobs was kneeling in front of me and sucking my cock. "If you carry on like that, I'm going to cum, " I warned her. "Yes, come on, cum in my mouth. I need a good load again. I'm just so horny" and she pushed my cock into her mouth again as far as she could. When I offered to squirt in her mouth, nothing could hold me back. I pressed the back of her head so tightly against my body that my cock disappeared completely into her mouth. She had to gag a little at first as my glans penetrated her throat, but she continued to blow with a moan. It felt so hot as my glans penetrated her tight throat that I pulled her head in faster and faster. I fucked her mouth harder and harder, my moans getting louder and louder. "Yes, come cum all over my mouth. I want your sperm. Come on" she panted and immediately continued to blow. I could hardly stand it any longer. I could feel my juice slowly rising. "Yes, I'm coming" I screamed and exploded deep in her mouth. With violent convulsions, I injected my pent-up load down her throat while she swallowed it all with a pleasurable coo. Only when the convulsions slowly subsided did she release my cock into the pleasant warmth of her hot bubble mouth. She continued to jerk it slowly, squeezing out the last drops. "It would be a shame about your hot sperm" she said with a smile and licked the last drops from my cock with her tongue. "That was awesome, Maria, I've never been blown so hard before. I needed that! " "Me too, " she smiled back mischievously. But you're not finished yet. Now you owe me something. She opened her bathrobe and let her plump, round tits out into the open. She stood up and slipped the bathrobe off completely. Her pussy was completely shaved, just like her daughter Linda's. "So now it's my turn". She pushed me backwards onto the couch and as I lay down she spread her legs over my head and slowly lowered herself onto my face...

My name is Josh, 19 years old. I'm 5'5", medium build. It was summer, and I decided to go to visit my aunt, who lived in Melbourne. Since I was not in Melbourne, I was interested in visiting it. I came by train, ordered a cab and went to my aunt. I arrived at 7 o'clock, my aunt was already waiting for me at home. I will describe my aunt a little: her name is Lana, 37 years old, full build, size 3 breasts, short brown hair. Aunt Lana was happy to see me. On the day of arrival there was nothing interesting so let's move on to the next day. At home I had pre-designated a list of places I wanted to visit and so in the morning at breakfast I sat and distributed where I would go for a walk in the first place. Aunt Lana speaks up: Aunt: Tonight our company will have a corporate party so I will be late, if you want to eat in the fridge there will be soup, sausage, if anything take it don't hesitate. Me: Okay. I was walking around the city from 11 to 16, then sat at home, waiting for my aunt and surfing the Internet. The time was 10 pm, my aunt came in, she was drunk. I knew she liked to drink, but not that drunk. She was slurring her speech, she was staggering. She went into her room and started rustling, when the rustling stopped I decided to check on my aunt. I went into the room and saw that Aunty was asleep. She was wearing a nightie with her bare butt showing from underneath. There were no panties on her ass, they were lying beside the bed. I was aroused by this picture and decided to get closer. When I got closer, I noticed that she was not wearing a bra either. I quietly called out to my aunt and after making sure she was asleep, I decided to touch her ass and breasts. Her vagina was not shaved, there was a lot of hair and that made it even more exciting. I started touching her breasts and pussy and ass, and after a while I took out my cock and started jerking off, but in order not to splatter my cum I took my aunt's panties and jerked off in them. I jerked off with stops to stretch the pleasure. But then I decided that while I had the chance, I could try to put my cock in her pussy. I entered her pussy and started fucking slowly. It was inexpressible emotions as I had not had sex yet, and here I was fucking my aunt. When I realized that I was about to cum, I pulled out my cock and started cumming on her panties. I walked out of the room the euphoria had let me go a little and I started thinking about what to do with my panties since they were covered in cum. I quickly threw the panties in the washing machine and put them in the wash. When the panties were washed, it took 20 minutes. I hung them to dry on the hot tube and then took them to my room and put them by the bed. I was afraid my aunt might hear something, but she didn't notice anything.