#Masturbation

I was still finding my footing at the marketing firm, a sleek downtown outfit where I'd landed a junior role just a few months ago. At twenty-four, I was the youngest on the team, but my age didn't keep me from meshing with the others - most of the time. My days often stretched late, hunched over spreadsheets and campaign drafts when the office turned into a ghost town. Only a handful of us stayed behind, racing deadlines. Around nine, the cleaning crew arrived - two sisters, both in their twenties. When they hit our floor, my colleagues barely glanced up, their indifference bordering on dismissive. It rubbed me the wrong way, even if they kept things civil. I made it a habit to lend a hand, sliding my chair back to clear space for the vacuum or stacking stray memos off my desk. The younger sister, Mia, was close to my age and usually tackled our open-plan office while her sister, Lena, cleaned the quieter executive suites. I got the sense Mia preferred our area because the empty hallways spooked her a bit. Come December, the firm threw its annual holiday bash in the top-floor event space, all glass walls and city views. The whole crew showed up - partners, managers, grunts like me, and, as a courtesy, the cleaning sisters. The room buzzed with clinking glasses and forced small talk, the hierarchy painfully clear in every handshake and seat choice. By chance, I ended up across from Mia at dinner. We clicked instantly, trading quips and eye-rolls about the stuffy execs, like we were in our own bubble. The party felt like a corporate flowchart - everyone slotted by rank. As the newest hire, I was down at the bottom with Mia and Lena, but I didn't care. Mia's laugh made it worth it. Post-dinner, drinks flowed, and I noticed Mia properly for the first time. She'd traded her usual gray uniform for a crimson dress that hugged her frame, dipping low at the back and grazing her knees with a slit that teased higher. Her dark hair was swept into a loose bun, a few strands framing her sharp, kind eyes. She looked nothing like the woman I saw pushing a mop every night. As the C-suite folks bailed, the vibe loosened. The remaining crowd - us lower-rung types - got rowdy, tossing barbs about the bosses' tacky speeches. Mia and I were tipsy, our banter turning flirty. Soon, we were swaying to the music, her hand brushing my arm, both of us laughing too hard at nothing. A few cocktails deep, we needed air. We slipped out to the rooftop terrace, the city's skyline glittering below. The December chill hit us, and between the booze and the quiet, we gravitated closer. Without a word, our lips met - soft at first, then hungry. Her fingers grazed my belt, tracing me through the fabric, her touch bold and teasing. - You're trouble, aren't you? - I murmured against her ear. She smirked, - Only if you keep up. - Her teeth tugged my earlobe, and I knew Mia was no wallflower - she was fire, and I was all in. My hands found her hips, sliding over the dress to her ass, tight and sculpted, proof she hit the gym hard (a weakness of mine). I felt the thin strap of her panties beneath the fabric and pulled her flush against me, our bodies sparking with friction. She gasped, - God, that's good, - her hands abandoning my belt to grip my shoulders, urging us closer. After some heated whispers and neck kisses, we ducked back inside, sneaking to my cubicle. I shoved aside folders and a keyboard, lifting her onto the desk's edge. Her dress rode up, revealing smooth thighs. I hooked my fingers in her lace panties, sliding them down as she fumbled with my zipper, her touch eager and precise. - Hurry, she breathed, and I didn't need telling twice. That desk became a memory seared into my brain, but the cramped space and risk of getting caught killed the mood. - My place, she whispered, no interruptions. We left separately, dodging curious glances, and regrouped at her cozy apartment a few blocks away. The door barely shut before we were tearing at each other's clothes, jackets and shoes scattered across the floor. We crashed onto her plush sectional, playful and primal, like we were chasing each other. She straddled me, her bare skin warm, and guided me inside, slow and deliberate, her breath hitching. - Fuck, you feel amazing, she moaned, her hips rolling in a rhythm that had me seeing stars. Her moans were low, almost musical, each one pushing me closer to the edge. When her pace faltered, she arched back, bracing her hands on my knees. I steadied her waist, guiding her as she leaned further, her body catching the glow of a streetlamp through the blinds-shadows carving out her curves, her breasts full and swaying. She was a goddamn vision. I whispered, - You're unreal, keep going, - my words spurring her on. She'd pause, breathless, then dive back in, her energy fading but her desire relentless. Office gossip had me curious about her figure - some snarked her curves were too perfect, probably enhanced. I wasn't about to let that slide without finding out. Cradling her with one arm, I trailed my other hand down her throat, slow, like I was mapping every inch. Her skin prickled under my touch, her breath catching. - Keep doing that, - she begged. My fingers circled her breasts, grazing closer to her nipples with each pass, tightening the spiral until she was trembling. Her nails dug into my thighs, a silent plea for more. Then I leaned in, my tongue flicking her nipple - hard and sensitive. She gasped, - Oh God, yes! - her body jolting like I'd hit a live wire. I teased, sucking gently, then harder, switching sides, savoring her reactions. Her hips stalled, overwhelmed, but I kept at it, my tongue swirling, teeth grazing just enough to make her squirm. - Don't stop, please, she panted, her voice raw. She was close, her body tensing. - Floor, now, - she urged, desperate. I eased her down, careful not to break the moment, spreading her out on the rug. She grabbed my neck, kissing me wildly. - What are you doing to me? - she gasped between kisses. - I've never... not like this. - I grinned, - We're just getting started. - We stumbled toward her bedroom, pausing against the hallway wall. I pinned her there, thrusting deep, keeping her on edge. She yanked my hair, - Harder, - she demanded, and I obliged, our bodies slamming together, her kisses turning feral, teeth grazing my jaw. In her room, we collapsed onto the bed, a tangle of limbs. I wanted her to shatter. My mouth latched onto her breast, sucking and teasing, while my fingers found her clit, swollen and slick. She writhed, - Right there, oh fuck, - her hips bucking against my hand. Her hands clawed my back, then balled into fists, pounding my shoulders as she spiraled. Her release hit hard, soaking my fingers, her body shuddering. I spread her wetness over her thighs, dragging out every aftershock. She went limp, panting, but I was still hungry. I flipped her onto her stomach, lifting her hips until she was on all fours, her ass glistening in the dim light. Her folds were swollen, inviting. I teased her with my tip, sliding along her wetness until she whimpered, - Please, just do it. - I pushed in, slow at first, filling her completely. She cried out, - Yes, like that! - her voice breaking. I leaned over, kissing her spine, and asked, - You want more? - She nodded frantically, - Don't stop. Our hands locked, fingers laced, as we found a rhythm - slow, then building. Her moans synced with mine, our bodies moving like one. I kissed her shoulders, her neck, my hands roaming her sides, sculpting her curves. Gripping her waist, I thrust harder, faster, her ass slapping against me, the sound filthy and perfect. She clawed the sheets, - Fuck, I'm close again! - her voice hoarse. I reached around, circling her clit, and she screamed, her second climax ripping through her, her walls pulsing around me. We collapsed, slick with sweat, but still entwined. In that moment, we weren't just two people - we were one, lost in each other, and nothing else mattered.

New Orleans has always embraced me like an old friend. It's the city where I've felt most alive, and the second place in the world where I've been made to feel like a queen (I'll spill the tea on my top spot another time, promise). This story comes from my fourth or maybe fifth trip to the Big Easy. There's something intoxicating about the power of beauty. In New Orleans, where the men carry a sultry, effortless charm, they never let me forget it. On the streets, their gazes are bold, like they're mapping every curve of my body with their eyes. It's a look that strips you bare, leaving you feeling desired, electric, and undeniably aroused. This time, I checked into a boutique hotel in the French Quarter, a charming spot with wrought-iron balconies and history in every brick. My room was on the eighth floor, with tall windows that, on a clear evening, framed the city's glowing skyline and the distant shimmer of the Mississippi River. It was late, and the long journey had left me drained, so I opted to stay in and order something simple from the hotel's kitchen. I called down for a po'boy sandwich and a local Abita beer. While waiting, I slipped out of my travel clothes and into the soft, white robe provided by the hotel. I was craving a long, steamy shower - and maybe a moment to indulge myself, since it had been over a day since I'd had any release. To avoid interruptions, I decided to wait for the food first. Sure enough, a knock came at the door within fifteen minutes. I opened it to find a waiter standing there with a polished silver tray. It held a hefty shrimp po'boy, a small bowl of complimentary fried okra, and a chilled bottle of beer, condensation dripping down the glass. "Good evening, miss, " he said, his voice smooth with that Louisiana drawl. "Good evening - please set the tray on the desk over there. Thank you." He lingered, his eyes locked on me. The robe hugged my body, hinting at the fact that I wore nothing beneath it. "You from Chicago? " he asked, a spark of curiosity in his gaze. "Yeah, born and raised." "Chicago girls have this vibe - always so stunning." His comment was forward, but it sent a warm thrill through me. "Thanks. Do I pay you now, or is it charged to my room? " "Pay me - it's $30." I grabbed my purse to settle the bill. "Haven't seen you here before. I'm Marcus, " he said, flashing a grin. "Just arrived today, Marcus. Nice to meet you." He stepped closer, offering a hug that was a touch too familiar, his hands grazing my back a little longer than necessary. I shot him a look, half-raised eyebrow, but honestly, his boldness didn't bother me. And I couldn't ignore the hard press of him against me during that hug - it sent a pulse of heat straight through me. I paid, he handed me the change, and I tucked my purse away. But Marcus didn't move. He just stood there, eyes still on me. "Staying long? " he asked, leaning against the doorframe. "About ten days. Now, if you don't mind, it was a brutal flight, and I'm dying for a shower." "Can't leave just yet, " he said, glancing down at the obvious strain in his uniform pants. "I'm in a bit of a situation here, if you catch my drift." "Well, that's a you problem, isn't it? You've got a job to get back to. So, how do we solve your... issue? " "I've got an idea or two." "Give me one." He didn't speak. Instead, he pulled a cushioned chair from the corner and set it in front of the room's full-length mirror, its antique frame adding a touch of decadence. "If you sit there, part that robe, and look at yourself in the mirror, I'll handle my problem just watching. That's all I'm asking - give me that view, gorgeous." His brazenness hit me like a wave, igniting a fire that started low and spread fast, warming my skin and quickening my pulse. I should've told him to get lost, but the truth was, I wanted to play along. I gestured for him to take a seat where he'd get the best angle. I settled into the chair, slowly untied my robe, and let it fall open just enough to reveal one breast, the nipple taut and flushed under his gaze. I spread my thighs and glanced at the mirror. My smooth, bare skin glistened faintly, a sight that sent a shiver of excitement through me. "God, I love it all clean like that, " Marcus said, his voice low. "Makes me want to run my tongue over every inch." He shifted, freeing himself from his pants - a thick, pulsing length that he gripped firmly, stroking with purpose. I started with one finger, tracing slow circles over my clit, teasing myself until my breath hitched. Then I added a second, gliding along my slick folds, exploring every sensitive inch from top to bottom. I parted myself wider, watching in the mirror as my body responded, wet and eager, the heat building into a delicious ache. My fingers moved faster, pressing harder, and Marcus matched my pace, his hand working himself with raw intensity. "You like this, Marcus? This what you wanted? Or is there something else? " I teased, my voice husky. "That's perfect - keep touching yourself like that. Now slide a couple fingers inside, nice and slow." "Like this? " I asked, easing two fingers in, feeling my body grip them tightly as I moved. "Hell yeah - that's it. You're killing me. Stand up, kneel on the chair, ass toward the mirror. Just like that. Spread yourself - I want to see it all. Damn, that's a work of art. Slip a finger back there - yeah, deeper, all the way. You can take it. Add another - come on, show me. That's it, two fingers, as deep as you can. God, I'm losing my mind - that's the hottest thing I've ever seen." He stood, shedding his pants entirely, his arousal on full display. "Now spread yourself wide, because I'm going to take you there while you keep those fingers working up front. Do it! " His hand landed on my cheek with a sharp smack, the sting blooming into a warm, red mark on my skin. "Beg me for it - tell me you want it." "Yes, please - give it to me, all of it, deep as you can go." "Anything you say, darlin'." I bit back a gasp as he entered me, my body only slightly prepped by my own fingers. His size stretched me, a tight, burning fullness that was almost too much but felt impossibly right. He fit like he was made for me, every inch pressing against my sensitive walls, sending sparks of pleasure-pain through my core. Marcus gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he began to move, slow at first, then harder, each thrust deliberate and deep. Every few strokes, he delivered another sharp smack, the sound echoing in the room as my skin flushed under his touch, the mix of sting and heat driving me wild. "Keep touching yourself, " he growled. "Slide those fingers in - deep. You love this, don't you? I can see it - you're on fire." My fingers worked frantically, plunging into my wetness, curling to hit that perfect spot as my clit throbbed under the pressure of my thumb. Each thrust from Marcus sent a jolt through me, my body rocking with his rhythm, the mirror reflecting every detail - my flushed skin, my parted lips, the way my body opened for him. The pleasure was overwhelming, a sweet, aching pressure building inside me, begging for release. "Harder, " I gasped. "Break me, Marcus - fill me up, don't stop." "I'm close, " he groaned. "Get ready - I'm gonna flood you." His release hit like a storm, a hot, pulsing rush that filled me, spilling over as my own climax crashed through me. My fingers slowed, my body trembling as waves of pleasure rippled from my core, leaving me breathless and spent. He pulled out and told me to stay as I was - kneeling, open, dripping with him. He grabbed his phone from his discarded pants and snapped a close-up of the aftermath, the image raw and unfiltered. He showed it to me, and I couldn't look away - it was primal, obscene, and insanely arousing. I stared, stunned. "For the crew, " he said, zipping up his pants with a smirk. "They're gonna want to know why I was gone so long." The idea of his coworkers seeing that sent another thrill through me, my body still buzzing. "Ten days, huh? When I'm craving more, I know where to find you. I'm yours for whatever you need." "Pretty sure of yourself, aren't you? Think I'll be calling you back? " "Oh, I know you will. Nobody walks away from this. And if you don't call, I'll come knocking. Tomorrow, get that pretty body ready - it's got more to take." He slipped out, closing the door with a soft click.

When I stirred awake, shaken gently by my friend Claire, I was sprawled across the hotel bed, stark naked. My skin was coated in a crusty layer of dried cum, and the sheets beneath me were a mess of stains, reeking of last night's chaos... It wasn't until later, piecing together hushed whispers, that I learned what had gone down. Apparently, Jake and Connor, along with their rowdy crew, had stumbled into our room with Claire and Megan. Seeing me passed out, one of the guys had joked that I looked too "vulnerable" to be left like that. So, they took it upon themselves to strip me bare. Claire and Megan swore they'd ducked into the bathroom for just a moment, but in that time, the guys had flipped me over, peeled off my clothes, and things spiraled. One of them, emboldened by the haze of the night, had climbed on top of me while I slept, thrusting into me as the others watched, stroking themselves until they painted my body with their release, leaving me there like some twisted trophy... Humiliated yet oddly electrified, I stumbled to the shower, scrubbing away the evidence. I packed my bags in a daze, knowing we had to catch the morning train home after a quick breakfast. Time wasn't on our side. On the train, Claire and Megan spilled more details about the night, their voices a mix of glee and disbelief. Their words sparked a shameful heat in me, my body betraying me with a flush of arousal even as I cringed at the thought of being so exposed. I hadn't asked for it, but the image of those strangers using me as their fantasy haunted me in a way that made my pulse race... Megan: "Yo, Lauren, you're totally into this, aren't you? Your nipples are giving you away! " The girls in our compartment erupted in laughter, and I sank lower in my seat, cheeks burning. But deep down, the idea of being their object of desire kept my nerves alight. I bit my lip, letting their teasing roll over me like a wave. Eventually, my bladder demanded attention, but I also craved a moment alone to chase the heat still simmering inside me. In the train's tiny bathroom, I slid my drenched panties off, tossing them into the sink. I propped one foot on the toilet, spreading my thighs wide, my shirt bunched up above my breasts. My fingers found my slick folds, circling my clit with urgent need, my breaths coming in sharp gasps as I chased release. I was so lost in the rhythm of my own pleasure that I didn't hear the door creak open - I'd forgotten to lock it fully. A broad, stocky guy stood there, his eyes wide, drinking me in. I didn't notice him at first, too consumed by the electric pulses building inside me. His voice broke through my haze, low and teasing, snapping me back to reality as I met his leering grin... Stranger: "Well, damn, need some help with that...? " Before I could protest, he wedged himself into the cramped space, clicking the door shut. His thick fingers closed around one of my breasts, squeezing with a rough hunger that made me gasp. I should've pushed him away, but my body was already too far gone, aching for more. He grabbed my other breast, kneading them both, his thumbs flicking over my hardened nipples before pinching them hard. The sharp sting melted into pleasure, pulling a low moan from my throat. He crushed his lips against mine, his tongue invasive, claiming. The tight bathroom left no room to move; my back slammed against the cold wall as he pressed his bulk into me. One hand slid down my stomach, brushing my fingers aside to take over. His thick digits explored my dripping pussy, curling inside me, stroking my inner walls with a slow, deliberate rhythm that made my knees buckle. I whimpered into his mouth, my hips rocking against his hand, desperate for more. Then I felt it - the hot, blunt head of his cock nudging my entrance. He dragged it through my folds, teasing my clit, coating himself in my wetness. The sensation was maddening, each slow glide pushing me closer to the edge until I couldn't take it anymore... "Please... fuck me... I need you inside me..." I gasped, my voice raw with want. He didn't need convincing. With a grunt, he spun me around, bending me over the toilet, my hands gripping the rim for balance. My ass arched toward him, exposed, vulnerable. He gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh, and lined himself up. The first thrust was slow, stretching me as his thick cock sank deep, filling me completely. I moaned, loud and unrestrained, the sound echoing in the tiny space. Stranger: "Fuck, you're tight... you love this, don't you, you filthy little thing? " He pulled back, then slammed into me again, harder this time, his cock hitting deep, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through me. I cried out, my body rocking forward with each thrust... "Oh... yes... harder... please..." His pace quickened, relentless, his hips slapping against my ass as he drove into me. Each thrust was a claim, stretching me, owning me. My breasts bounced with the force, my nipples grazing the cold porcelain of the toilet, adding sparks of sensation. His hands roamed, one sliding up to pinch my nipple again, the other slipping between my legs to rub my clit in tight, fast circles. The dual assault was overwhelming, my body a live wire, every nerve screaming. My moans turned to desperate whimpers, each thrust pushing me closer to the edge until I shattered, my orgasm crashing through me like a tidal wave. My pussy clenched around him, milking his cock as I trembled, gasping for air. He wasn't far behind. With a guttural groan, he buried himself deep, his fingers bruising my hips as he came, pumping hot spurts of cum inside me. The warmth of it filled me, leaking down my thighs as he held me in place, riding out his release. We stood there, panting, the air thick with the scent of sex. He pulled out, tucking himself back into his jeans, ready to bolt. I turned, still reeling, my legs shaky... "Wait... please..." Stranger: "No time, sweetheart, train's stopping." The train was indeed slowing, the station approaching. I scrambled to clean up, wiping myself down, but my panties were nowhere to be found. I gave up and hurried back to the compartment, where the girls were grabbing their bags, ready to disembark. On the platform, my boyfriend Nathan was waiting, his smile wide as he waved me over. He'd come early to surprise me, saying he couldn't wait to see me. As he wrapped me in a tight hug, kissing me deeply, I felt the stranger's cum still dripping from me, a guilty secret pooling in my core... I clung to Nathan, the weight of what I'd done settling in. I'd let a stranger take me, raw and uninhibited, and now my boyfriend's arms felt like both a comfort and a judgment. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him - the stranger. He sauntered by, holding up my missing panties, crumpled in his fist. With a wicked grin, he brought them to his nose, inhaling deeply before pocketing them and disappearing into the crowd.

May 2023. I tossed the story online without overthinking it. A half-empty iced coffee sat on my desk, my chipped teal nail polish glinting under the lamp, my arms freckled from lazy afternoons in the park. It was nothing groundbreaking, but ten minutes later, a notification popped up. - That coffee's got your name on it, huh? Bet it tastes better with you around. I smirked, caught off guard. Who was this Lucas? I clicked his profile, and his photo alone sparked something - dark curly hair, a crooked grin, and eyes that promised chaos and charm in equal measure. He had that rugged, self-assured look, like he could sweet-talk you into trouble and you'd thank him for it. We messaged for a few days and planned to meet up Saturday after my shift. The chats started light - music, movies, dumb work stories - but the vibe shifted, crackling with heat we didn't acknowledge at first. - You free late Saturday? - he asked after telling me his weekend camping trip fell through. - Out by nine. Dead tired, though. - Tired, but up for a drink? Maybe someone to keep you awake. - Drink, yeah. The rest... I'm not so sure. - Come on, Nora. You're saying no, but your vibe's screaming yes. - You're full of it. - Full of it, but I'll swing by if you tell me where. I laughed, playing coy, but my pulse was already racing. - Saturday, we'll see. But don't get any ideas. - Too late. Got a whole plan for when you stop pretending. - Cocky much? - You love it. His texts, that blend of brazen and playful, lit something in me. Alone in my room, I let my hand wander under my skirt, brushing lightly at first, then pressing harder. As we bantered, I slid my fingers deeper, picturing his hands, his voice. When he teased about showing up, I arched against my own touch, stifling a moan against my pillow. That Saturday, I slipped into a short black dress that clung to my hips, a cropped leather jacket, and, hidden beneath, a secret: a sheer black bra and panties with delicate lace edges. We met at a dive bar on the edge of town, perched at a sticky high-top with neon signs buzzing and jukebox tunes blaring. His greeting - a quick kiss on the cheek - sent a jolt through me. He was taller than I expected, smelling of pine and faint whiskey, a combo that made my thighs clench. We talked about everything: his side gig fixing motorcycles, my late-night poetry habit, the messes we'd both survived. But the air between us hummed, charged, like we were circling something inevitable. I twirled a strand of hair, let my sandal nudge his ankle, licked my lips slow. He watched, his gaze heavy, that grin saying he knew exactly what I was doing and was just waiting for me to cave. When he leaned in and asked if I wanted to check out his place, I shot him a half-glare: - Fine, but I'm not crashing. Just need a quick stop. We walked through humid night air to his loft. The door barely clicked shut before he had me against it, his mouth crashing into mine, all heat and need. His kiss was hungry, teeth grazing my lip, tongue claiming me like he'd been starving for it. I yanked at his flannel, buttons popping, while he peeled off my jacket and dress in one fluid move. His hands roamed, squeezing my waist, skimming my ribs. He left me in my bra and panties, then paused, eyes dark as he traced the lace with a fingertip, sending shivers across my skin. He knelt, kissing down my stomach, then pressed his mouth against the sheer fabric between my thighs. I was already slick, the heat pooling fast. He hooked a finger under the lace, tugging it aside, and his tongue found me - slow, deliberate licks that made my knees buckle. He gripped my hips, pinning me to the door, his lips and fingers working in tandem, teasing, then plunging deeper. My hands tangled in his curls, pulling hard as I gasped, my body trembling with each flick of his tongue. I came undone, thighs shaking, a sharp cry escaping as waves of pleasure crashed through me. He stood, wiping his mouth with a smug grin, and I shoved him toward the couch, my turn to take control. I straddled him, unzipping his jeans, freeing him. He was thick, hard, and I took my time, dragging my tongue along his length, savoring the way he groaned, his head tipping back. I teased lower, exploring with slow, wet licks, feeling him tense, his hands fisting my hair. - Fuck, Nora... you're killing me... keep going... When he couldn't take it anymore, he flipped me onto the couch, spreading my legs. He eased in, inch by torturous inch, letting me feel every bit of him. Then he moved, hard and fast, the couch creaking under us. His hands gripped my ass, lifting me to meet each thrust, his breath hot against my ear: - You're so fucking perfect... taking it like this... all mine. I clawed at his back, lost in the rhythm, the stretch, the way he filled me completely. He angled just right, hitting a spot that made me see stars, and I came again, screaming his name, my nails digging into his shoulders. He followed, pulling out and spilling across my stomach, warm and slick, his groans ragged. Panting, I sank into the cushions. He grabbed a towel, cleaned me up, then pulled me onto his lap. His mouth found my chest, latching onto my breasts through the bra before tugging it off. He sucked hard, teeth grazing my nipples, one hand kneading while the other pinned my wrists above my head. He alternated between soft licks and sharp bites, leaving my skin flushed and sensitive, my breath hitching with every tug of his lips. - Nora, next time I'm chaining you to my bed. I laughed, still dizzy. - Shut up and don't stop. He didn't. He worked my chest until I was raw, then we collapsed, limbs tangled, drifting off in a haze.

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.

Early in the morning, the doorbell rang. Lisa was still asleep, so I opened the door. Standing in front of me was a guy I didn't know. He looked a bit strange: stringy hair, unkempt and kind of run-down. I guessed he was in his mid-twenties. He asked if Lisa was there. I replied that I would get her and went into our room to wake Lisa up and let her know. Our bedroom was a little unusually furnished: It consisted mainly of a landing, which was about the width of 3m. Lisa and I didn't have our mattresses next to each other, but mine was on the left and hers on the right, so we actually had separate beds. When we made love, we sometimes slept in her bed and sometimes in mine. However, we usually slept separately because we were both very active at night and therefore needed space. An arrangement that we both liked. So I woke Lisa up and told her that she had a visitor. I couldn't answer her question about who it was. I told her that I didn't know the guy, but apparently he knew her. I also felt a morning urge and briefly told her that I had to go and that she should put on some clothes (like me, she always slept in a T-shirt and panties) and check for herself. I then went to the toilet after telling the guy to wait a moment. He was still standing outside the front door. I didn't necessarily want to invite him in either. I then heard Lisa's voice and his through the toilet door, but couldn't understand a word. I assumed that she had brought him into the kitchen. I assumed she knew him from school. Without giving the guy a second thought (my God, was I still naive), I went back to our bedroom. I stopped in the doorway, thunderstruck. The guy had got rid of his clothes and was lying under the covers with Lisa. They were both making out wildly. My Lisa, the woman I loved, to whom I really would have given anything she wanted from me, was lying in her bed with this guy and making out with him! "What's going on here? " was all I could get out. Lisa briefly peeked out from under the covers and said, as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "That's Heiko from Berlin. I told you about him." Heiko didn't even look at me. Lisa then disappeared under the covers again. I was simply logged off. I was so perplexed that I couldn't think of anything to say and just went to bed. I was now lying just a meter away from her on the same platform, only she was in a different bed. I was actually used to her not lying in the same bed as me. But this time, not only was she not in my bed, she was intimate with someone else in HER bed. HER bed no longer had anything to do with our life together. At first I turned my back on them. But when Lisa's giggling didn't stop, I turned around and looked over at both of them. There wasn't much to see, though. I only saw Lisa's long hair and a lot of movement under the comforter. Then Lisa stretched her arms up out of the covers and the guy pulled her T-shirt over her head. She was naked except for her panties. I couldn't believe it. She was making out with the guy as if I wasn't even there. The worst thing about it was that it turned me on, a lot! I was shocked, jealous and totally horny at the same time. The term "confusion" probably sums it up best. And this confusion is still with me today. There was movement in the comforter again. At the bottom edge, I saw Lisa's foot push her panties out of the bed. She was now completely naked in bed with this guy. My emotions ran wild. The sight and sounds of her were already turning me on. But the jealousy was also quite painful. Suddenly Lisa turned to me and said, "Can you leave us alone for a bit? " That was direct! I actually wanted to intervene, but I didn't know how. I was paralyzed. All I could manage was a pitiful "No, I'm staying. After all, this is my room too. And I really don't like what you're doing there. It fucking hurts me." Lisa shrugged her shoulders and turned back to her lover. That couldn't be true! She was just ignoring me! Lisa's giggle slowly turned into a moan. The comforter slipped as Lisa bent her right leg. Her breasts appeared, as did her leg. The guy squeezed and kneaded her breasts really hard. I'd never done it that hard before. But she seemed to really like it. She moaned more and more unrestrainedly. It was maddening I wanted to scream at the two of them, bang the guy's head against the wall, do something else. But all that happened was that I got horny. And that was the real shock. She then put her leg up as Heiko lay on top of her. I could now see my naked Lisa from the side. I didn't have to wait long before her bedspread started to move rhythmically. The guy was fucking her in front of my eyes. The pain I felt at the sight was immense. At the same time, my little one was harder than ever. Lisa looked over at me briefly and smiled at me with glazed eyes. She was clearly enjoying being taken by Heiko. She looked me right in the eye and started to moan really loudly. She wanted to show me how much she was enjoying this sex. They looked really hot in this look. I couldn't resist the sight. It was beautiful and horrible at the same time. It burned itself into my brain in such a way that I still dream about it today. Sometimes this dream is really cool and ends up wet, the next time it's the same dream, only I'm scared and panicked and wake up all sweaty. Heiko's thrusts became harder and harder. He also started to moan now. I knew he would soon be cumming inside my girlfriend. Lisa was now really sticking her leg out from under the blanket and I could almost see him thrusting into her. Then came a loud sigh from Heiko. He squirted and Lisa moaned like I'd never heard her do before. It sounded strange to my ears at least. Then the movements under her blanket slowed down until the two of them came to rest in an intimate kiss. Heiko slowly turned away from Lisa. He pulled the blanket off Lisa at the same time. I also briefly saw his cock as he pulled it out of Lisa's cunt. It was really huge, at least in my eyes. Until then I had only known my own 18 cm cock, but now I was faced with a 22 cm strap with a mighty girth. You could see exactly how Lisa's labia slowly gave way as it slipped out. Another image that I still dream about today. I was stunned. Lisa was slow to catch her breath. Her breasts heaved under her deep breaths. She still had her legs spread. She looked so totally satisfied. I would have loved to take her in my arms, she was so beautiful at that moment. But I knew that I was out for the time being. I was deeply sad and insecure. "That was really cool, " Lisa said and turned to Heiko to kiss him again. "Your butt is all wet, " I thought. "It's just right for me, " she giggled and I saw her hand slide down Heiko's body to grip his cock again. She sat up straight and still had his part in her hand. It was no longer stiff, but it was still far bigger than mine. "And there came so much again! Do you always have so much? It's really gurgling inside me, " Lisa grinned and got out of bed. At the bedroom door, she turned around again and spread her legs a little. "It's all leaking out of me again! Can you see that? " she said to Heiko. I could also see his sperm leaking out of her and slowly flowing down her legs. As much as this moment hurt, I almost came. She only looked at me briefly and smiled. Was there a hint of mockery there? I can't remember today. It was a disturbing sight for me, Heiko just grinned lecherously. She stood in the doorway for a moment and let us look between her legs. Then she turned around: "I'm going to clean myself up." Heiko also got up and followed her. I stayed behind alone in my bed and cried for a while. When I didn't hear anything from either of them after 10 minutes, I got out of bed and quietly crept to the door. Everything was quiet in the hallway. The kitchen door was closed. That was unusual. Avoiding any noise, I went there and tried to look through the keyhole. What I saw took my breath away: Lisa was standing in front of the sideboard with her legs spread and Heiko was kneeling in front of her. She was watching closely as he touched her pussy and pulled her labia apart. "See, something's still coming out, " she grinned. Very slowly, he began to finger her. First one, then two of his fingers slipped inside her. "That's so hot. You do that so well, much better than... passscal....! " she moaned. I knew who she was talking about and my heart stung again. She began to gyrate her pelvis slowly, then faster. "Please do it to me again. I need your hot cock inside me now." She moaned. She was nothing like the girl I had known. He stood up and led my girlfriend to the kitchen table. The kitchen door was only ajar, so I opened it a crack. I now had a good view of both of them. He lifted her up, sat her on the table and spread her legs. He stood between them. At that moment, Lisa looked over at the door. I think she saw me, because a knowing smile crossed her face. I was shocked. And incredibly aroused. Now she was also talking about our intimate hours, even making fun of me to him. And she did this knowing full well that I was listening. I was getting horny from the way she was getting me down. She took his cock in her hand and inserted it herself. She moaned with Heiko as she did so. She started to spur him on and (deliberately? I really don't know) finished me off: "You totally fill me up. You're so big! " And then: "Do you notice how you bump into the top? That's really cool". I couldn't take it any longer. My tears were streaming down my face and I had a really hard boner at the same time. I was shocked, sad, hurt and horny to no end. I no longer understood the world. I didn't feel like jerking off, although I would probably have come within a minute. I quietly walked back to the bedroom, where I saw the wet marks in Lisa's bed again. I listened to both of them for a while as I lay in my bed, completely exhausted. At some point, Lisa came in briefly to get her and Heiko's clothes. She looked at me briefly and then, naked as she was, crawled over to me on the bed platform. She sat down cross-legged next to my mattress and looked seriously into my tear-stained eyes before telling me that Heiko had to go on today. I can't tell you how relieved I was at that moment. I wasn't going to lose her after all! But the next hammer wasn't long in coming. "I'm going to go to Marburg with him. I'll be back tomorrow or the day after, " she said, looking firmly into my eyes. I knew she wouldn't accept any contradiction. Of course, I tried to persuade her not to go. But she just said that her mind was made up. "You know, " she added, "it's so hot with him. His cock is so big, I just need more of it. You've seen how he takes me." She spread her legs a little so that I could see her vagina. His cum was still dripping out of her. "For me, it's like getting to know sex all over again. I just have to be with him for a bit longer." Grinning a little, she added: "It turned you on too, didn't it? " She lifted my comforter and looked at my hard-on. She took it in her hand and started to jerk me off very gently. I was no longer able to react. "Have you seen his cock? It's great! " she said with a loving smile. "Did you see how he really stretched me down there? At first I was afraid it would be too big for me, but then it was such a great feeling. And when he came, I could really feel it inside me." At that moment, I started squirting. My usual 3 - 4 squirts. The feeling was absolutely indescribable. The humiliation, a guy with a powerful cock did it to my girlfriend better than I ever could. "You realize that I want to experience that too." She wiped her hand clean on my bedspread and started to get dressed. She had left a real pool of his sperm next to my bed. "Do you love me? " I asked her.On the way out, she told me: "Yes, but we'll talk about it when I get back." She then drove to Marburg with Heiko. I don't know what got into me either, but I licked up Heiko's sperm and her pussy slime next to my bed and jerked off. After that I got totally drunk.

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!!!

I met my girlfriend Lisa when I was 20, still a few years younger. Lisa looked really great: 1.65m tall, long brown hair, two wonderful breasts and incredibly long legs. I have no idea why she fell in love with me. I'm also rather short, only 1.76m and only have a small willy. For those who are interested: It measures 8.5cm flaccid, or 18cm X 5.5cm stiff. I actually think it's quite pretty She was still a virgin at the time, unlike me. I had already slept with girls a few times. But these were only one-night stands on the shelf. That's how Lisa and I discovered sex in an incredibly beautiful and playful way. There were no taboos for us and so we tried out everything you can do as a couple and hardly got out of bed. Everything involved a lot of tenderness, but also a lot of fun and curiosity. I think that was the best time of my life. She did say at the very beginning of our relationship that she couldn't imagine having just one man in her life, but I suppressed/ignored that. She was still at school at the time and lived with me. At some point, she had a school trip to Berlin. I also received a letter from her almost every day in which she wrote how much she missed me. But suddenly I stopped getting letters from her. Instead, she called to tell me that she was doing really well but that she needed to talk to me when she got back. Today, my alarm bells would immediately go off, but back then I didn't think anything of it. When she was back with me, I naturally went straight to bed with her and slept with her. As we lay there cuddled up together, she told me the following: She was on the streetcar in Berlin when a guy sat down on the bench with her. He must have looked at her quite conspicuously, which didn't surprise me as she was wearing her favorite pants again. A kind of leggings or gym pants that were very elastic and fit like a second skin. Her long legs and her pussy stood out beautifully in these pants. Suddenly he put his arm around her and kissed her. She must have been quite turned on by the situation, being taken by surprise like that. A stranger who doesn't talk for long and just takes her. And all in public. He then got pretty rough. In the middle of the train, he kneaded her breasts through her T-shirt and also stroked her between her legs, but all with the fabric of her clothes in between. She told me that she was totally turned on by being groped in public like that. A few stops later, the two of them got off the train. They then looked for a dark entrance to the house and carried on there. The guy took off her T-shirt and bra. She said it was a very special thrill to stand half naked in the doorway. He kneaded her breasts and made out with her wildly. Then he pulled her pants down to her knees with her panties. She felt really at his mercy at that moment. This feeling turned her on so much that she also opened her pants and felt for his cock. She said that she couldn't believe what she was finding. Until then, she had thought that all men were equipped in roughly the same way. Until then, she had only known my part. But the guy's cock was much bigger than mine. While she was talking, she started to open my pants and jerk me off slowly. I was confused when I realized that her story was really turning me on. I was totally turned on, but also shocked. She grinned at me and continued. He didn't take long with the foreplay and immediately put his strap on her and slowly penetrated her. Lisa told me that the feeling was incredible. She could really feel him slowly stretching her vagina. She felt really full. It would have been like taking her virginity a second time. - That was right! I was the first and only person she had ever had sex with. My emotional chaos was indescribable. She told me that after he had penetrated her to the hilt, the guy had thrust really hard and that she had come twice when he finally squirted his cum into her pussy. Full of enthusiasm, she told me that he had squirted a lot. He must have squirted 7 to 8 spurts into her. Lisa didn't know that about me either. I only have 3 to 4 squirts when I come. The two of them stayed in their position for some time, he still in her pussy, until his cock slipped out of her limply. When he then pulled his cock out of her, a real gush of his semen came out of her vagina and dripped onto her panties, which were still hanging between her knees. She told him how naked and exposed she still felt. She found this feeling totally exciting. She then put her clothes back on, gave him our address and told him that she wanted to see him again. On the way to the hotel, she noticed how his sperm leaked out of her and soaked her panties and tight pants so much that a wet spot formed in the front. When she arrived at the hotel, she went straight to her room, where a classmate was already sitting. She saw the stain and asked with a grin if my friend had met anyone. Lisa then told her everything in detail. She was probably quite surprised that it was my girlfriend's first experience of this kind. Her friend found this feeling of being "filled" and the amount of sperm quite normal. She said that Lisa must have a pretty puny man at home and started to laugh. Lisa said that she was a bit embarrassed to talk about me and my cock. But after a while she had to smile about it too. She said she felt like a woman for the first time at that moment. Lisa then decided to call me and prepare me for this story. Her classmate stood next to her and laughed her head off. When Lisa had finished her story, I was completely exhausted. I had always thought that I satisfied her completely when we had sex and that I was actually built normally. For some reason, the story and her tender hand around my cock had turned me on so much that I was about to come. However, I was also deeply hurt and jealous at the same time. She realized this and tried to comfort me by telling me that my cock was also quite nice and that it was a one-off thing for her. After a few more questions, she said again that she had always said that one man wasn't enough for her in life. And that if he got in touch, she would want to meet him. The feeling of having a bigger cock inside her was so overwhelming that she really wanted to have it again. When I then wanted to sleep with her, she refused. But she wanted me to jerk off in front of her. She wanted to get a better picture of my cock, she said. I thought that was cool, but also quite humiliating, according to her report. In the days and nights that followed, she didn't want to have sex with me either. But every now and then she would tell me about her experience while I was wanking. I think it was four days later and we hadn't had sex with each other again when the doorbell rang early in the morning. When I opened the door there was a guy I didn't know. He looked pretty torn and asked if Lisa was there...

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.

Veronica sucked my cock as if she had been doing it all her conscious life. She was gently and tenderly sucking the head of my cock, then with some fervor and persistence tried to swallow my entire cock up to my balls. Whenever she sucked my cock head, she purred and rolled her eyes. I realized that she was enjoying the whole process as much as I was. I was in seventh heaven. Her soft plump lips were sucking my head, and her sharp tongue was playing with the frenulum. She just made me cum in her mouth with her persistence. I felt the first wave of pleasure. I straddled her head, and began to rhythmically push her down on my cock. She swallowed my cock almost up to my balls, with the head of my cock going down her throat. At that moment I felt such bliss that words could not describe it. Her throat was squeezing my flesh so hard that I was ready to pass out from the pleasure. In my head could not fit that these girls are only 19 years old. Veronica sucked my cock so professionally that I would never have thought to look at her. The first load of my cum came out of my dick right down Veronica's throat. She slowed down a little bit, and then she started to grab the head of my cock like a huge chupa-chupa, trying to swallow all the cum to the last drop. And now the second and the third wave covered me, I gladly gave Veronica another portion of cum. Veronica sucked on my cock like a milking machine. She never took my cock out of her mouth for a second. Apparently she was determined to suck all the juices out of me today. In gratitude I poured the last portion of my cum into her, and for the last time with all my might I pressed the head and drove my cock up to my balls into Veronica's mouth. Svetlana had been watching us in a relaxed pose the whole time, as I realized she was just waiting for her turn. She took her time caressing her clit and gently stroking her breasts. Veronica finally took my cock out of her mouth. Veronica looked at me and smiled broadly, "You're so sweet, I could suck and suck. Veronica lifted up and sat next to me, at that moment Svetlana with a smile jumped off her seat, and as if not believing Veronica's words, said, now we'll find out what it tastes like. I was sitting on the top shelf, Svetlana decided to sit on the shelf below, turning to face me she put her hand around my cock and began to slowly move it up and down. From what my cock began to swell again, Svetlana watched this process and marveled at how my cock was getting thicker and longer with each of her movements. She could hardly put her hand around the table. The head of the penis poured blood and was purple-red, and was the size of a huge strawberry. Svetlana started kissing the head of the penis with a kind of mad delight. She licked it from all sides and kissed it. But she did not dare to let it into her mouth. She slowly moved her hand up and down the cock. I threw my head back, and there was that sweet moment when her soft lips slowly began to encircle my cock head. My cock began to sink into a pleasant and moist atmosphere of pleasure. She slowly put her head on my cock, and I could see Svetlana enjoying it immensely. She catches every millimeter of my cock with her mouth, and her tongue is so gentle and welcoming that I'm ready to cum right now. But I don't want to decide her pleasure, I want Svetlana to experience the full pleasure of communicating with my cock. She straddled it and just gently caressed it for a few minutes. My cock was tearing up inside, I realized that I was about to cum, without letting the girl fully enjoy my cock. Then I took the head of my cock out of Svetlana's mouth. She looked at me questioningly. I smiled, let's wait a little longer I answered her questioning look. I lifted her up and pulled her towards me. I put my arms around her waist and sat her on top of me, I dug into her lips and my tongue entered her mouth, and here she is already and against my head passionately kissing me. I lifted her up so that my cock could easily straighten up, to get into a fighting stance. Svetlana understood everything at once, and her hand gently encircled my cock and guided the head of my cock into the hot, juicy, young woman's pussy. Svetlana was so narrow that the head of my penis with difficulty entered inside the female vagina. At the same time inside my head experienced what you incredible hospitality, I began to push my cock further into the depths of Svetlana. She leaned back that there purring under her nose, she herself with pleasure sat on my cock. And now she had almost completely ridden my cock. I felt my cock head start to rest against my uterus. Svetlana froze for a second, then slowly began to drive her hips up and down, then I stop in the middle of the cock, who rises leaving only the head of the cock inside me. At the same time her movement would engage and abrupt then slowed down. I caressed her breasts, with one hand holding her back, with the other hand I was crumpling her magnificent breasts. Svetlana's nipples swelled and became hard. I caressed her breasts with my tongue and sucked her nipples, and she moaned softly. I didn't even notice Veronica joining us. She moved closer to us and caressed Svetlana's other breast.

Pili started a new life with her adolescent son, at the beginning everything was hard and difficult after her unexpected divorce, her job in Aena allowed her to move from the coast of Malaga to Madrid, she rented a small townhouse near the airport and due to her son's disorder she could access a daytime schedule to be able to combine it with her needs. Subsequently he was granted a degree of dependency and the community awarded him a speech therapist who assisted him at home twice a week, her son suffered from speech aphasia and altered his ability to communicate with others, after two months the boy showed an upward improvement. The speech therapist, Cleo, a young girl of about 26 years old, short and with a very peculiar appearance, her hair dyed blond, thin and with a piercing in her nose and another one in her tongue and with an infinity of tattoos, normally dedicated about two hours in the afternoons, which made Pili let her have dinner with them, this is how they established a cordial relationship and became confidants of each other, Pili did not relate that with an unexpected sense of returning to masturbate and to take care of herself. One day they coincided in the bathroom when Pili was getting out of the shower and Cleo was coming in and he could see her naked, Pili was very well preserved for her age, at 37, although a little overweight, her tits and buttocks were erect and rigid, her short hair, her brown skin, her elegant manicure and a bundle of hair in her sex. - How hot you are! - Cleo told her. - You think so! - replied Pili - I'm too fat. - Even if you are chubby... you are very hot! Cleo approached Pili and slid her hand around her waist and her other hand scratched Pili's arm, who was paralyzed, the two exchanged morbid glances and Pili pulled away blushing. That night Cleo had dinner with Pili and her son, they drank a bottle of wine and while her son went to bed, they talked animatedly in the kitchen. - How long has it been since you've fucked? - Cleo asked her cheekily. Pili laughed and almost spit out the wine she was tasting in her mouth and waved her hand. - It's been so long that I don't even remember - Pili mumbled with laughter. - The weekend you're alone - whispered Cleo - I'll invite you to dinner!... Let's see if someone gives you a shake. They finished the wine and Cleo picked up the glasses and washed them, she went to say goodbye to Pili's son and when she left she gave a peck on Pili's lips who was paralyzed and a strange sensation ran through her body, that night thinking about what had happened she masturbated wildly. That weekend Pili took her son to the train station, she took him to the carriage where a stewardess would accompany him during the trip, he was going to spend the weekend with his father, then she did the shopping and went home ready to rest all weekend, she had not put away the shopping baskets and the doorbell rang. - I'll buy you dinner! - Cleo said as she opened the door. - No, I want to rest! - said Pili in sorrow. Pili made a fuss and went to her room to change, Cleo followed her and they stood in front of the closet. - I tell you what to wear! - Cleo whispered as if it were an order. Pili sat on the bed while Cleo looked in the closet, took out a skirt and a shirt and showed it to Pili who nodded her head in affirmation. Pili took off her pants and put on the skirt, took off a T-shirt she was wearing and was about to put on the shirt. - Take off your bra! - Cleo growled at her. Pili nodded her head and Cleo reached over and went to button her buttons and fondled her tits. - Look at your tits! - Cleo whispered as she ran her fingers over her nipples which became hard and erect, Pili felt that strange shiver again, they looked at each other again and Cleo made the intention of kissing her on the lips, but Pili turned her face away. Cleo gave him a smile as she turned and looked for some high heeled sandals, she put them on and as she fastened them they gave each other another morbid look, they got up and left. They had dinner in a pizzeria animatedly, a WhatsApp announced to her that her son had arrived at his destination and then they went to a pub to have a drink, it was full of much younger people and they went out and headed to the vehicle, when they were inside Cleo looked to one side and the other, seeing that no one was coming, she pounced on Pili and gave her a few pecks on the lips that she was surprised and paralyzed. - During the week I take care of your son - whispered Cleo - And now I want to take care of you. - No way! - mumbled Pili - Let me go! Cleo put her hands on her waist immobilizing her and pulled her shirt out of her skirt, her hand unbuttoned the buttons of her shirt while he kissed her on the lips and Pili made an attempt to struggle that didn't last long, Cleo's hands caressed her tits and pinched her nipples that became hard and erect while she emitted sensual gasps. - Let's go to your house, we can be seen here! - said Cleo Pili started the vehicle and got out slowly and they drove in silence, Cleo's hand caressed her thigh and went up her hand and caressed her panties, at a traffic light they stopped and were going to kiss, but a vehicle parked right next to it, they had to wait for another traffic light and they gave each other some sensual pecks, Cleo was already giving her tongue and they were undisguisedly kissing each other. - I'm going to make you lose your senses! - Cleo whispered to him. - How are you going to do it? - Pili babbled. - You'll go crazy when I eat your pussy! They arrived and parked in front of the townhouse, Pili opened the door and they went inside, Cleo jumped on her and put her against the wall, kissed her and opened her shirt and started kissing her tits and licking and biting her nipples. -Why are you doing this to me? - Pili mumbled between sighs. - The first day I saw you I felt I wanted to fuck you. Cleo kissed her on the neck and her moaning and panting became more and more pleasurable and outrageous. - No one will know that I'm going to fuck you fatty! - Cleo whispered looking at her twistedly. Cleo took off her skirt and bit her nipples hard and then ran her tongue over them like a balm, Pili screamed and arched her back against the wall, Cleo delighted in watching the expression on her face. - I like to fuck fat girls like you! - Cleo babbled to her. Cleo took her by the hand and pushed her into the bedroom, stretched her out on the bed and spanked her buttocks several times, Pili screamed with each spanking, she turned her around and unbuttoned her sandals and kissed her feet and sucked her toes, she ran her tongue between her toes while Pili looked at her morbidly, Cleo took off her panties and spread her legs while she ran her fingers along her slit and one finger rubbed her swollen clitoris. - What a clit you have! - Cleo whispered to her - it's been so long since I fucked a slut like you! Cleo kissed her thighs and bit her groin while a finger went in and explored her pussy, going in and out with intensity, Pili couldn't hold back and started panting loudly, she impulsively pulled her hair back and massaged her tits. Cleo pulled her finger out, opened her pussy lips and gave her two licks that made Pili shake. - Ask me to eat your fat pussy! - I whispered to her - you have a very tasty pussy! - Don't leave me like this! - whispered Pili bringing her hands to her face - Eat my pussy! Cleo began to lick her pussy masterfully, her tongue licking her slit slowly, penetrating her with her tongue and leaving her still and then moving her frantically. - You're going to drive me crazy! - sighed Pili. - Now your pussy is mine, fatty! - Your tongue is going to kill me with pleasure! Cleo's tongue licked her clit quickly and intensely and she looked at Pili's face which was unhinged, felt the tongue and the piercing's metallic tip and began to squeal pleasurably while Cleo watched as Pili went into a trance her eyes rolled back in her head and her moans alternated with complacent giggles. - You're going to make me come! - announced Pili -I can smell your slutty cunt! Pili arched up and grabbed Cleo by the hair as she screamed loudly and her eyes rolled back in her head, waves of pleasure she had never experienced before came over her and she couldn't hold back and cummed intensely, her legs closed and Cleo had to stop her arms from strangling her with her legs, Pili stayed there for a while shaking and breathing hard. Cleo reached up and kissed her on the lips and neck while her fingers pinched her nipples, causing Pili to squeal again. -I love your pussy! - Cleo murmured to her, "I've been so excited to eat your fat pussy! - I don't know what you did to me! - apologized Pili - I'm not like that! - You went crazy when I ate your pussy for the first time! Cleo spread her legs and stuck two fingers in her pussy and started to slowly thrust them in and out, increasing the penetrations. - Please stop! - begged Pili - Don't go on! -Let me fuck you fatty! - I beg you, let me! - Pili sobbed, but her body said otherwise and she spread her legs to make it easier for Cleo's fingers to penetrate her. Cleo's fingers went in and out of Pili's pussy fluidly and she turned them like a nut and opened her fingers inside her pussy, which caused Pili to experience another unknown way of feeling immense pleasure and she began to scream and shake loudly. - What are you doing to me that I'm going crazy? - Fuck you bitch! - Fuck me like this! - she shrieked, "Make me your whore! -You've got a tight pussy!... Look at me while I fuck you! - Don't stop fucking me! - asked Pili, looking at her submissively and biting her lips. -I'm going to make you my little slut! - Cleo whispered, "I'm going to fuck you whenever I feel like it, fatty! Pili hugged Cleo and bit her shoulders while she had another wild orgasm, she let out a shuddering scream and came violently while from her pussy gushed a stream of liquid on the sheets, she was trembling for a while and recovering, she melted in a snog with Cleo. - I've never come like that! - Pili confessed sobbing - You've made me such a slut! They stayed in each other's arms, Cleo didn't want to continue and let her rest, soon Pili fell asleep in Cleo's arms.

The first time I saw Dylan was on a summer night. I was with my friends in a bar, celebrating my nineteenth birthday. His deep and enigmatic gaze caught me. He wasn't very tall, nor was he very beautiful, but he had something in his eyes that I liked. It was a mutual attraction, we had both liked each other, and that same night we ended up having sex together. It was a matter of time before we started dating. He was very attentive and affectionate, plus things flowed wonderfully. We had a connection that went beyond words. Just by looking at each other we understood perfectly what the other was thinking or feeling. And sex with him was always amazing. Over the years, things were going great and there were even plans to get married. But the problem was when I met his brother, Marcelo. Marcelo was a very attractive man, he had turned forty-eight that year, but he didn't look it. He is older than Dylan by sixteen years. The only similarity these brothers had was the shape of their foreheads and the color of their eyes. Beyond that, no one could say they were related. Dylan was much shorter, his muscles were not strong and his skin was much paler than that of his older brother. Marcelo, on the other hand, was much taller and sturdier, he trained every day, which showed in his firm muscles. Genetics had definitely favored my brother-in-law. Every time I saw Marcelo, I got horny and he knew it. That's why he would deliberately provoke me. When I passed by him, he would spank me in a "friendly" way or stare shamelessly at my ass whenever I bent over. Many times when we were talking he would stare at my tits, and he didn't care if Dylan was present. I was afraid Dylan would notice all this, so I opted to stop going to his family's house and my in-laws, only seeing them when they came to visit our apartment. However, I could not get Marcelo out of my mind. His face, his body, his voice, his eyes and that hungry look he had every time he looked at me. Unable to stop it, he was my inspiration when I masturbated. I would caress my vagina imagining that it was his thick fingers touching me. That he was squeezing my clitoris and rubbing it rigorously, that he was spreading the lips of my vagina apart and then starting to fuck it with his fingers without stopping. And then, when I was already on the cusp of orgasm, he would thrust his cock all the way in with one thrust. To start fucking me like the sex-starved whore that I am. Time went by and finally my wedding day with Dylan arrived. And obviously, Marcelo was on the guest list, that had me worried. But I couldn't get lost in that worry. I was about to marry him who, beyond everything else, was the love of my life. The ceremony was quick, and since it was the middle of summer, my wedding dress was very short. During the whole process, I was so busy with the guests that I didn't even notice if Marcelo was there or not. However, when we arrived at the party, I noticed his presence, as I felt his intense gaze on me. I tried not to pay much attention to him, but when it was time for the couples dance, Marcelo came straight to me with a cocky smile. The party is going very well and you are very beautiful, sister-in-law. The way he said "sis-in-law" made my skin crawl. I could feel my cheeks burning. -Thank you, Marce. My voice sounded quite nervous. I was very nervous and he laughed softly and looked at me with a flirtatious smile, leaning close to my ear. What's the matter, do I make you nervous, sister-in-law? His voice, so deep and husky, made my breath catch for a moment. -Did you think I didn't notice how you were looking at me all this time? My heart was beating so fast, I felt my cheeks blush. He laughed again, but his eyes looked at me with intensity and something else I couldn't decipher. -You're a whore. Those words sent an electric shock throughout my body. My vagina felt hot and very wet, leaving me speechless, not even knowing what to say. While I was lost, looking for the words to answer, Marcelo put his hand under my dress and began to caress me. -Marcellus, what the fuck are you doing? I wanted to reprimand him, but my voice gave away how excited I was. My vagina got wetter and wetter with every caress. He didn't say anything, he just moved his fingers faster and faster while we were still dancing. Several family members and friends watched our dance with smiling expressions, not knowing what was really going on. -But look how slutty you turned out to be. Getting horny with your husband's brother, to such an extent that you soaked the whole thong... what a slut. I couldn't believe what was happening. Only soft sighs came out of my mouth which, miraculously, were muffled by the music. I felt his fingers digging inside me. He was fucking my vagina, not caring that people were watching us at all times. His thumb squeezed my swollen clit, I had to bite my lips to keep from screaming with pleasure. -What's the matter, slut? Don't you want Dylan to see you? I shook my head, as I heard him chuckle softly. I felt an intense gaze on me, raised my head and realized that Dylan had been watching us from the head table. I was horrified and tried to pull away from Marcellus, but he pinched my clit, making me stay still in my place. A mixture of pain and pleasure coursed through me completely. -Shh. Look closely, little whore. Confused, I looked at him more closely, and noticed how he was masturbating under the table. -Your "dear husband" knows what a slut you are. I was already on the verge of cumming. Seeing Dylan like that, in that way, turned me on even more. -Listen to what I'm going to tell you, now you're going to calm down. You're going to come with me and Dylan, quietly. Is that clear to you? Believe me, you're going to like this, piggy. Hearing his command, I felt an internal tremor and obediently followed him. When we passed by Dylan, Marcelo smiled knowingly and he smiled back. Rising from his place and walking beside us. From the corner of my eye I could see that in his pants I could perfectly notice a big bulge. The three of us left in Marce's car, they were sitting in the front and I was in the back seat. They looked at me with predatory eyes, full of lust and desire. Nobody said anything, there was a sepulchral silence. I was very nervous, I looked at Dylan, who was very serene. In spite of having seen how the woman, who became his wife that same day, was masturbated by his brother-in-law. Before I knew it, Marcelo had parked the car since we had already arrived. As soon as I set foot inside the apartment, between the two brothers they stripped me completely naked, devouring my naked body with their hungry gaze. Dylan looked at me with a devious smile making me wet again. -I know what a slut you are and, I also know you've had it in for Marcelo ever since you saw him. I'm not stupid. I swallowed hard, I was naked and felt both ashamed and vulnerable, yet I didn't feel in any real danger. I tried to cover my body as much as I could with my arms. I had my eyes glued to the floor, I couldn't look them in the face. I heard the sound of clothes falling to the ground. -However, I'm not upset. On the contrary... This is kind of exciting. I looked up and saw that Dylan and Marcelo were naked in front of me, I stared at their cocks in astonishment. -What? This..." my words were silenced by a hard slap Dylan gave me. -Shut up, you fucking bitch. His slap and authoritative tone, made me moan and sigh. I felt my whole body ignite. -What a disgusting whore she is... it was true what you told me, brother. -Marcellus spoke while looking at me with amusement and malice. -She's a very submissive little whore, who loves to be treated like what she is. A little piggy addicted to semen and male cocks. -We both laughed, "She better be ready to receive us in her little ass tonight. I was so excited, I couldn't believe what was happening. I looked at Dylan and saw the lustful malice in his eyes. -Marcelo, from now on this filthy pig is going to be our personal whore. Marcelo smirked at Dylan and then looked at me fiercely. -If she's ours... Shouldn't we mark her as such? Dylan nodded with a cruel laugh. Immediately I felt two powerful jets of hot liquid hit my face and body. It was then that I understood what was to become of me. I belonged to them, I was their whore. After this, the three of us went upstairs to the bathroom and stepped into the hot shower. Steam filled the bathroom. There was only the sound of the shower and the water falling, mixed with my sighs of pleasure. I felt Dylan's lips on my neck, biting and sucking eagerly. His hands slid along the trail the drops left on my skin. The heat was rising higher and higher, my body burning with need. At that moment I was no longer a person. No. I had become a slutty whore thirsty for the semen of her two males, I was nothing more than a sex-starved little pig. The only thing that was in my mind, was the desire for those men to stick their hot cocks inside my filthy, spent hole. I could never be a person again, never again, I am just a simple semen reservoir for my males eager to finish. Marcelo looked at me hungrily, his gaze darkened with lust. Dylan roughly grabbed my jaw, turning my head. -You're a piece of whore, you filthy pig. Now tell me, who do you belong to? My eyes closed because of the sudden and abrupt movement. Marcelo sank his teeth into my collarbone, causing me to cry out in pain. -I opened my eyes and answer me, motherfucker. Dylan's voice sounded so deep and commanding that it made me shudder. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter. I opened my eyes, and was met with a gaze that showed absolute desire. A sigh escaped my parted lips. I felt like I was in a trance. -To you...? I murmured with a thread of voice, stuttering uncertainly. I knew instantly that I had made a mistake. For a new bite, much stronger than the previous one, snapped me out of my trance-like state. I let out a yelp of pain and felt my hair being harshly pulled, forcing me to turn my gaze towards Marcelo. -Speak well, you pig asshole. The contempt-filled tone in his voice made me shiver, my pussy was on fire. The hot water of the shower felt cold in comparison to the way my body was. -I... I belong to both of you... I am yours and yours alone, so you can use me as you wish. Under the hot water, my voice and my legs trembled. My whole body was at their mercy, Marcelo was behind me and Dylan in front. I felt Marcelo let out a soft laugh at the back of my neck and I shivered even more. Dylan grabbed my breasts hard, squeezing and kneading them. The feel of his big, calloused hands, ripped sighs from deep in my throat. My nipples were beginning to erect and he squeezed them, pinching them mercilessly. A high-pitched moan escaped my lips, immediately I felt a spank so hard it made me sob. -Who gave you permission to moan, you fucking whore? -Marce looked at Dylan disapprovingly, "It seems to me that this filthy pig doesn't know her place. He tugged on my hair again, not at all gently, forcing me to look him in the eye. My legs wavered and I felt myself falling, but Dylan quickly braced my trembling body, with his left arm, avoiding the impact and forcing me to stand firm there. While still torturing, with his right hand, my sensitive, abused nipples. I opened my mouth. I timidly opened my mouth as wide as I could, under his attentive and strict gaze. After a few seconds, which seemed like an eternity, I felt my husband spit in my mouth. He kept looking into my eyes with a mixture of satisfaction and arrogance. -Swallow it, piggy. I swallowed it quickly, without much thought, and turned my head, breaking eye contact. Then, my eyes met Marcelo's, his gaze filled with malice. An electric current ran through my insides, stealing a sigh. My eyes went down his body and I noticed how he was masturbating his cock with intensity. At that moment, he lowered his gaze as intense as it was hungry, I felt like helpless prey, facing an avid predator. Dylan shortened the distance between our bodies, pressing them even closer together. I could clearly feel his veiny cock stinging my belly. He released my breasts and grabbed his cock, sliding down my belly until he reached my legs. He then roughly spread them apart, deftly slipping his member between my thighs and simulating penetration. The friction, coupled with the sensation of his hard, hot cock rubbing against my equally hot and wet vagina, was driving me wild. Dylan guided the head of his cock to my clit, stroking me, causing moans and sighs to come from my mouth without any qualms. He was driving me to ecstasy, but every time I felt myself approaching orgasm, he would slow down and laugh and not let me finish. -This little slut is so wet, you can tell she loves cock. I felt humiliated, both men were laughing and making fun of my needy state. Marcelo squeezed my right buttock hard, making me squeal. He brought his fingers to my vagina, gathering some of my juices with them. -He said, "Clean my fingers. And, come on, don't do it. You like it so much, piggy. She put her thick fingers, soaked with the whitish liquid, on my lips and I licked them, swallowing my own acid juices. At the moment when I had my eyes closed, tasting my brother-in-law's offering, without warning, he abruptly shoved his entire cock into my vagina in one thrust. He shoved it in carelessly, from behind me. Arching my back I let out a high-pitched scream of pure ecstasy, as I came hard for his cock. -What a slutty, horny little pig, Dylan. She came as soon as I put it in. Marcelo rammed my body fiercely, without stopping. He shook me without delicacy. I couldn't stop moaning uncontrollably, while he looked at me with lust. He pulled my hair and brought my head close to his lips. -You're a fucking whore. How you love to get your cock stuck in you, while your husband watches... you disgust me. -My moans bounced off the walls of our bathroom. What kind of cheap whore did you marry, Dylan? I tried to speak, but I felt Dylan grabbing me violently by the head and forcing me to bend over. His sudden movement took me by surprise and made me squeal. In response, Marcelo rammed me more roughly and spanked my ass, bringing a tear of pain to my eye. The sound of our skins clashing simulated applause. -Don't even think of complaining about how well we treat you, you piece of shit. For a whore like you, this must be heaven. Marcelo spanked my ass again so hard this time, he left his hand all over me. Dylan kept pulling my head down hard, directing me without any subtlety to his erect cock. When I opened my mouth to try to speak to him, he shoved his cock all the way down my throat, producing a gagging sensation. This was a grotesque picture. I was being brutally fucked, in the shower of my house by my husband and his brother. Two brothers sharing the same blood and genes, now also sharing the same bitch. Unable to take it anymore, I had my long awaited orgasm. I screamed as I felt a violent gush of water coming out of my vagina, at the same time Marcelo and Dylan also came. I felt my mouth and my vagina full of cum. -Come on, you little whore, swallow our children. You piece of shit. -Dylan was telling me, while he was holding my nose and hitting my cheeks with his cock. -What a rich little slut. Dylan, I hope you don't mind if your wife gets pregnant by me. -Marcellus laughed, as he pulled his cock out of me, spanking me again. Hot semen ran down my legs. - The three of us are going to have a lot of fun together, brother. Steam filled the place, the hot water falling slowly down our skin in a sensual dance. The three of us were in total ecstasy. The onslaught was hard and constant, my mouth ached. My tears were streaming down my eyes, I felt like I was going to pass out and my legs were shaking. I realized that Dylan and Marcelo had made me their whore from the beginning. Surely they had it all planned, even before we started dating. And I, knowing nothing about it, fell into their beautiful trap. In my mind and in my heart there is only one desire, I just want to be fucked and enjoyed by them. I want to feel their cum in each of my holes, to be marked as their property. To be their only whore, their favorite cum deposit. To be marked as theirs, over and over again. And so it was that, in that instant while I was being brutally fucked by my two males, I understood that I only lived to be fucked by them. I only exist to be Dylan and Marcelo's whore, bitch, slut, piggy.

In this story I tell one of my sexual anecdotes, but I think the best description would be the hottest anecdote I had when I was younger. A story that I keep in my memory and that, until now, I told it to one person (one of my cousins). The story involves me, obviously, and one of my aunts, my favorite since then. To put it in context and not to raise false expectations, I should clarify that with my aunt, who is now approaching 50 years old, I do not have a blood relationship, but she is my uncle's wife. So the story borders on incest, but it does not become such. Beyond that non-blood relationship, the connection with my aunt Ceci was very close, one of those aunts with whom we talked about everything and with whom the embrace / affection (healthy touching) was always present. I always considered her family as if she was blood, mainly because of her attributes and slutty looks. The point is that we became very close because most of my weekends when I was younger I spent them at her house with my uncle and her, because the sport I played at that time forced me to compete in the capital of the province and I lived in the interior. At that time my aunt was around 40 years old. Chechu' as she used to be called by those closest to her, was (still is) a dark-skinned brunette, with brown wavy hair, with a rather slender and well-groomed body, with a beautiful little ass worthy of wearing a thong all day long, and who by that time had already had her beautiful tits done, obviously paid for by my uncle, the lawyer. Imagine that even though I was no longer a virgin and had some (few) sexual experiences, the figure of my aunt frequented my head when I masturbated and my head made me see her as if she was some kind of whore in the best Esperanza Gomez style. The story in question took place at the end of November of that year. I had traveled on a Friday morning, with little expectation of having a good performance in the tournament so my chances of advancing and staying that weekend at my aunt and uncle's were almost nil. But fortunately things worked out well for me, I advanced a couple of rounds and ended up staying at his place. The thing is that that weekend my uncle had a trip to Buenos Aires that took him out until Sunday at noon, so when I arrived at his house on Friday evening I found myself alone with my aunt. This was something that happened often during the weekends so I didn't make such a fuss and as almost always the evening ended up being a quick meal, a movie to pass the time and early to bed to go back to play the next day. Saturday ended with my illusions in the tournament and in the afternoon I was free to return to my city. However, my old man told me that he had arranged with my uncle to travel to the capital on Sunday to eat something with the family and therefore my stay was automatically extended until the next day, leaving me one more night with my aunt Chechu to whom I had dedicated so many handjobs until then. I arrived at her house around 18-19, really pissed with heat and wanting to get there and go straight to the shower to wash off all the sweat from above. To my surprise when I got there my aunt was sunbathing by the pool (her skin color doesn't need much sun to get a good tan), so when I saw her sweaty body I had no doubt that my shower was going to include a good handjob on her behalf. I told her I was going to take a bath and she asked me if I didn't want to get in the pool, but I told her I'd rather take a shower. I didn't want to miss the chance to jerk off with an image of her so fresh and clear in my mind. So I went straight to the bathroom and she got up to prepare something to snack on. As expected, the shower took longer than usual with the wank in between, which meant that Aunty inevitably went looking for me to go for a snack. The bathroom in the house is right between the bedrooms and both pieces have a door to enter, which leaves one a bit quite defenseless against the possibility of someone coming in. My aunt, who had already put on a sporty little shorts over her bikini top, but still kept her top with just the bra, had the wonderful idea (probably out of habit) to enter the bathroom through her bedroom door. I had left the door connecting to my room open after the shower, which meant that, while I was drying my head in total nudity, my aunt came in and saw me completely naked. The encounter lasted a short time (an eternity for me at the time), but I think that was the kickoff for what came next. When my aunt saw my dick she let out an "Aaaay sorry" into the air, but her body didn't turn in the other direction to hide and her hands didn't cover her eyes, but went to her mouth as if showing surprise and embarrassment of the situation experienced. Her eyes were riveted on my cock. It was my surprise and my haste to cover myself that cut off that eye contact. It was only then that my aunt managed to turn around and, after a million 'sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, let me know that she was waiting for me with my snack. I quickly changed and went to snack with a mixture of victory and embarrassment for what had happened. When my aunt saw me again, this time with clothes on, she apologized repeatedly, but always with a mischievous smile on her face. I, who was hotter than when I saw her sunbathing, pretended that nothing had happened, tried to look as cool as ice and told her that it had been the blink of an eye, that no one had seen anything. She nodded, but still with that mischievous smile and everything went back to normal (at least it was for a while). After that late snack, some awkward silences and some conversation about the tournament, it was time for dinner. We ordered something to eat and sat on the couch to watch a movie that stuck in my memory not only because it is very good, but also because of what happened afterwards. The movie was called '21 Blackjack'. The movie left me scheming a lot and managed to get me a little tired from the games I had played in the last two days, so when it was over I stayed there doing some zapping. During this time my aunt picked up the remains of dinner and disappeared for a while. I, being in my own world, hardly noticed her absence and thought she had gone to bed. Then, almost out of nowhere, I hear her call out to me. "Can you come? ". I was quick to answer him and ask where he was. "I'm in my room, I need you to help me take something down from the closet." When I heard her I got up from the couch and went to the bedroom. When I entered I didn't see her and instinctively threw an "Aunt? " in the air. Five seconds later the door to the bathroom opened and she appeared with a look that I will never forget in my fucking life, so much so that to this day I still have the bra from the Selú lingerie set she was wearing. She appeared and took a couple of steps forward. Her hair was tied up in a sort of bun that made her slutty face stand out naturally. She was wearing a yellowish/gold-colored lingerie set that fit her perfectly. The halter top highlighted her waist and crotch like I've never seen on a girl before, and the bra made her round tits look like they were pointing in my direction, forcing me to look at them. Over that outfit she had on a very thin cream-colored cloth robe that was open, revealing what was underneath, but hinting that someone had to take it off if I wanted to go any further. When I saw her she swore I froze. My throat went dry with touch, I seemed to have no strength to speak and my heart was pounding. My blood got hot in a second and my dick started to get stronger. Between the heat and the confusion that I was carrying because of the situation, the only thing I could do was to ask her what I had to take out of the closet. My aunt let out a mischievous laugh, but with a hint of nervousness. She, who had clearly thought before acting, was also starting to warm up and her body was showing that pre-cum arousal that we usually have. He approached me with his gaze locked on my eyes. When he got to within inches of me he caressed my face and looked at me with the sexiest look I've ever seen, a look of restraint, but with a lot of sexual tension. His hand went down my right arm and after stepping back a step he blurted out, "So, do you like what Auntie is wearing? " as he did a little twirl. I, who by then still didn't understand what was going on, only managed to nod my head and after looking her up and down I fixed my gaze on my bulge, which in the heat of the moment was beginning to show. Seeing my movement that betrayed my excitement -my sport pants didn't help to hide it either-, she came closer once more and put that same hand that had passed by my face and my arm on my dick. Her gaze, which she kept locked on my eyes until the moment of contact, was riveted on what was already a cock eager to come out and play. "You seem to quite like what I have on don't you? " my aunt asked. My horniness was still leaving me speechless and seeing that the answer wasn't coming she added, "It's pretty hard, quite a bit harder than when I saw it a while ago." While I couldn't make a sound and she was grabbing my dick, my eyes couldn't help but be fixed on her perfect tits in front of me. Seeing me looking at her tits, my aunt took the opportunity to take off her robe and with her hands behind her back, as when girls get ready to unbutton their bra, she said: "Do you want to see how they looked? My horniness made my aunt not finish asking the question before I blurted out "Siii". At that moment, the excitement that was paralyzing me left and I was overcome with absolute confidence. With a smile on her face, my aunt "Chechu" took off her bra and threw it on top of the bed. Her tits were in the air showing perfect round, dark brown nipples and I, no longer embarrassed and almost without thinking about it, did not take long to take a few steps forward and grab her tits with both hands. "They are tremendous, " I said looking at her face. "Good thing they're tremendous, they were pretty expensive for your uncle, " she threw out with her trademark sarcasm and we both started laughing. The joke made the atmosphere between the two of us loosen up even more, made us feel more comfortable -at least me- and left me with the feeling that what was to come was going to be even better. In between the laughter my aunt wasted no time and threw a "Well now it's my turn to see and touch her", while she grabbed my cock above my pants again. "I think you've touched it enough, and you saw it earlier today, " I replied more relaxed and confident. "You're right, but now I want to see it up close, " he replied as he pulled down my pants and briefs at the same time. Already completely naked sitting on the end of the bed, and with her hand grabbing my cock, my aunt bent down with straight legs and hunched her back and nailed me with a very passionate kiss that lasted several minutes. The kiss made my cock, which was already fully erect with a red-hot head, get harder and more veiny. Without saying anything, she knelt down and began to jerk me off while exchanging her gaze between my face and my cock. The wanking slowly began to be accompanied by kisses on the tip of my cock and was soon followed by a full cock sucking, which went from head sucking to deep throat. You can imagine that the excitement generated by seeing her looking at me with her face as the most beautiful slut of all, accompanied by an almost heavenly cock sucking and the constant up and down of her hand, added to my short sexual experience, I could not stand too much and minutes later my milk began to come out with all its fury without any prior warning from me. My aunt's hand, who upon seeing that I was starting to come, started to squeeze me harder and slower, was bathed in semen, some of her mouth/forehead was also a victim of my milk and a shot or two fell on her tits. She got up, told me not to move and went to the bathroom to wash her hands. When she came back out a few minutes later I was still in the same position, my cock no longer in its splendor, but still quite hot. My aunt approached me again and asked me if I liked it, obviously I answered yes, to which she replied "I love that you liked it, but we're not done yet".

So much had changed in her life in the last three months, officially divorced and now her son was starting a university exchange program and traveling to Boston for three months, Laura said goodbye to her son at the boarding gate, tears welled up in her eyes and a halo of sadness flooded her mind, she was not alone since she was also a student. She left the airport and lit a cigarette before going to work, she was not far away, she worked as a director in a logistics center, that night she arrived home, a semi-detached house in the suburbs, she took off her shoes and had dinner, she went to bed and turned on the laptop, She opened the flightradar page and saw that her son's plane had just landed, she sent him a voice message and then opened her email, an email immediately caught her attention, it was from the student exchange page, announcing changes in the procedure. Laura was going to receive a university girl in her house for 2 months in exchange for her son and she was bringing forward the arrival to a few days. The day arrived and Laura, after a long day of cleaning and preparing the house, the doorbell rang and a slim and attractive girl appeared, nothing like what Laura imagined, a nerdy, prudish girl with thick glasses. After the girl settled in her son's room, they had dinner in the kitchen in a friendly way, Estrella, which is how the girl was called, looked about 24 years old and studied contemporary art, her features were Asian, her father was Japanese and her mother Mexican, she was thin and had long hair, her eyes were slanted, the same height as Laura and her skin had a very dark complexion, a strange feeling ran through Laura's body. The first week Estrella went out to study and visit the museums, on weekends she arrived late, Laura helped her with whatever she needed, one night Laura came home from work and saw Estrella coming out of the shower completely naked, the two met in the hallway. -Sorry! -I thought she was alone! Laura could not help but look sensually at her from top to bottom, Estrella wore her hair up, her tits were two peaches with hard and pointed nipples, her smooth belly and narrow hips with shaved pussy and revealing a thin slit, slender legs and tiny and sexy feet and Estrella did not move despite noticing that Laura was X-raying her, she let her observe her body for a moment that seemed very long, but in reality it was very short. -I'm going to change, " said Laura perturbed and overtaking Estrella. Laura went to her room, her body was restless, her mind disturbed, she took off her clothes and put on a nightgown and covered herself with a robe, they had dinner and went to sleep, Laura stretched out on the bed and talked by videoconference with her son, she could not get the image of Estrella naked out of her head, her mind fantasized about her and her pussy got wet, she took off her panties and started masturbating and moaning until she cummed. The next day Laura got up and made coffee before leaving for work, Estrella appeared sleepy and stretching her arms. -Good morning sleepyhead! -greeted Laura, "Did you sleep well? -I heard you moaning and it made me horny! -said Estrella bluntly. -With these walls! -Laura answered blushing and embarrassed and putting her hands to her face. -Don't take it like that! -said Estrella, caressing her as she saw her embarrassed, "You are a female, honey, and you need to cum! Estrella's words made Laura blush even more, she was talking in the kitchen of her house about cumming with an almost stranger, but that situation made her pussy wet again, she said goodbye and went to work upset, she could not get out of her head everything that had happened the day before. Laura was still young, 39 years old and 1.65 years of height and a little plump, half brown hair, her tits were still not sagging, her hips wide and her buttocks hard and with very little cellulite, sexually she was inexperienced and her husband had her so unsatisfied that she wanted her pussy to work again, thinking about Estrella made her pussy wet, but she only interpreted it as a fantasy thought. That evening she arrived home late, the weekend was starting and Estrella greeted her with a smile. -Aren't you going out tonight? -asked Laura. -I'm not staying home, we can watch a movie. Laura changed and put on a nightgown and panties, they had a pizza for dinner with some wine and after picking up the dishes they sat on the couch with a bowl of popcorn, they looked for a movie on Amazon Prime. Estrella joined her body with Laura's, they both ate popcorn, for a moment the TV screen was in the background and they both looked at each other sensually, things that Laura had thought about started to happen. Estrella got down on her knees and pushed the bowl of popcorn away from her and turned her face and began to give her little pecks on her lips. Laura pretended to be surprised, but in reality she was offering her body to him and giving herself totally, Estrella kissed her neck while caressing her tits, she pulled one breast out of her nightgown and licked her nipple, Laura moaned softly and Estrella began to intensify her caresses and bit her nipples while her hand caressed her pussy over her panties, Laura spread her legs offering her pussy to him. Estrella's hand slipped under her panties and caressed her pussy lips, Laura let out a pleasurable sigh. -Let's see your pussy! -whispered Estrella kissing her neck. Estrella pushed gently and two fingers went into Laura's wet pussy and she let out a crushing moan, the thumb played with her swollen clitoris, the two began to tongue each other morbidly. -Your pussy is so wet! -I'm so unsatisfied! -I'm so unsatisfied! Estrella took off her nightgown and panties and let them fall on the floor, lifted her legs and sucked her feet, ran her tongue between her toes and sucked her big toe. -I like the way your feet smell! -He murmured, "You're a bit of a slut! Estrella bent down and spread Laura's legs, pushing her hips and taking her buttocks to the edge of the couch and buried her head between her legs and opened her vaginal lips with her fingers and began to lick her slit, Laura began to moan loudly, Estrella's tongue stopped and penetrated her slit then licked it from bottom to top. -You have such a tasty pussy! -murmured Estrella to her. Laura was strongly aroused and she sighed and gasped loudly, holding her legs with her hands. -You're going to drive me crazy! -Laura howled. -Do you like the way I eat your chubby pussy? I've never been tongue-fucked like that! Estrella began to lick her clitoris and Laura began to shake and squeal loudly, her legs trembled and her toes curled, Estrella bit her clitoris and pulled on it as if she wanted to pull it out, Laura moaned thunderously. -I'm going to make you cum like a whore! Laura experienced a pleasure she had never experienced before and had lost control of her body and mind, her pupils disappeared behind her eyelids and a brutal and deep orgasm came over her. -How I came! -Laura stammered, her voice cracking. Estrella kissed her and lifted her up and pushed her towards her room. -I'm going to fuck you, fatty! Laura couldn't believe that a woman was going to fuck her... she only had a vague idea of how to do it between them.

This is my first story and I will begin by telling you a little about us. My name is Javier, I am 38 years old, tall and with a good physique, I take good care of myself, my wife's name is Daniela, she is 36 years old, she has a very good body, big breasts where what stands out the most are her nipples that are bigger than usual, a very good waist and a big and perky ass, all this very well cared for despite already having 4 children. I have always been attracted to sex and enjoy it without limits, however my wife has always been more shy, demure, due to her family upbringing. I have always been an assiduous reader of the stories on this site which were adding ideas to gradually make my wife was going out of the usual and began to enjoy sex without inhibitions. I began to encourage her to read erotic literature, different books which were opening her mind, she began to be more sexually active. I tell you that she had never masturbated, the typical negative view that some women have of self-pleasure, I was very excited that she began to enjoy her body, to know it, she always dreamed of seeing how she masturbated which excited me a lot. One day I decided to change alarms in my house, which is very big, so I thought this was the opportunity to give free rein to my desire to observe how she acted while enjoying her readings, so I requested the installation of security cameras in various sectors, including my bedroom. So the days went by, the children went to school early and she was left alone at home some days, until the day came. I remember it as if it were yesterday, the children left early, she came back to our room, turned on the heating and went to bed to enjoy reading. I in my office was beginning to enjoy my investment in cameras. She rested her iPad on a cushion to free her hands and give free rein to the fantasies running through her head, unaware that at the same time I was also giving free rein to my own fantasies. Her hands began to slowly climb inside her pajamas, I could see how she was caressing her breasts by the movement of her clothes, however apparently it was not enough and the temperature was rising, so she got rid of her top. I was very excited watching her caressing her breasts while she enjoyed her reading, she was massaging them softly, no doubt she was discovering her pleasure, her body, little by little she began to increase her movements, her excitement was increasing, she not only wanted to touch her breasts that I could already feel how her nipples were hard but also her sex was thirsty to receive her caresses, so she got rid of her pajama bottoms, what a delight it was for me to see this show in the first row. I was very excited watching how she was enjoying her body, she was touching her breasts not softly but squeezing them squeezing her nipples with her fingertips, she was passing them through her mouth to moisten it and massage them more intensely, while with the other hand she was gently massaging her clitoris, she was enjoying her reading while I opened my pants taking advantage of the solitude of my office, I asked not to receive any calls and I started to caress myself while I saw her doing the same. What a pleasure to see how she was gradually getting more and more excited, I heard her moans of pleasure and how she increased the intensity of her caresses, which I was also doing as I felt how hard this show was making me. She ran her hands through her sex and then took them to her mouth to feel the taste of her excitement, faster and faster, I felt that she was about to reach her climax because of the speed of her caresses and the intensity of her breathing, faster and faster until her body writhed with pleasure a great moan left her body at the same time that I released all my pleasure also with the satisfaction of the first fantasy fulfilled.