We were lying in bed after lunch. We were spooning. I was wearing only his oversized shirt, with nothing underneath. He was only in his underwear.I was on my phone, watching some TikTok videos. He was behind me, his hand on my waist, caressing me.Fortunately, he moved his hand down a little further and started moving towards my pussy. He went straight to my clitoris. He started rubbing it slowly and combined it with kisses on my back.
I'm going to tell you the true story of how I became the owner of my mother's friend's ass. This woman, I'll call her "S," has always been quite naughty. I remember when I was a kid, I would secretly overhear her talking dirty among a group of my mother's friends. And when I was about 16, she had some really unusual games, lol. She would suddenly come into my room and say, "Aaah, I almost caught you playing bingo outside." But for some reason, my family and hers drifted apart when I was 18, and I haven't seen her in person since.
I've had good sex with average and even small cocks, but nothing compares to a big dick sticking it in you.A few days ago, I was able to relive that experience. I went out with a guy, and the night took us to his house.Once there, we started making out, and I was ravenous. I didn't waste much time holding on to the kiss and started groping him right away. My body filled with joy as I squeezed his bulge and felt it was something big.
Have you ever imagined being able to make any woman crazy to have sex with you just by saying a single sentence?My name is Eduardo Lemos, 35 years old, and I work as an accountant Monday through Friday, with Saturdays and Sundays off. I wake up every day at 6 a.m., drink coffee staring at the kitchen wall, and spend the rest of my time trying not to explode inside that cursed office where I work. The name of the place? "Fiscal Excellence." A little irony is nonsense.
I don't usually reread my stories. Once they're published, I let them go. But there's one in particular that holds a side story I never wrote... until now.It was with "My Husband Plants the Idea of Sleeping with Someone Else." A text born of doubt, excitement, and provocation. I just wanted to explore that disturbing fantasy: that the desire for another doesn't come from us, but from the one we love.
Alma and Max met to study in the university library. It wasn't the first time; their friendship began at the beginning of the semester, and they regularly spent the afternoon solving exercises, reviewing notes, and chatting. Max had begun to develop feelings for her, but Alma was a shy and reserved girl who avoided very personal topics. One afternoon, while talking about her dreams and interests, she felt comfortable revealing a side of herself she usually keeps hidden.
Hello, I'll start by introducing myself. I'm Gil, 34 years old, and today I'm going to tell you a funny story that happened to a college friend's mother a few years ago.It all started when my friend Flavia (fictitious) invited me to her birthday party at a bar here in our city. The party was very lively with many of Flavia's friends, some of whom I already knew.A little later, around 10 pm, his mother, Fátima (fictitious) arrives bringing the cake and a beautiful, toned and tanned body (natural) that caught attention.
It may seem like I'm always looking for sexual partners every time I go out alone, and to be honest, it's true. However, the story I'm about to tell here isn't a continuation of the previous ones. It happened before them and, of course, is something rare, reserved only for those who are attentive and open to the opportunities that every street corner, market, or pharmacy can offer.
My name is TUFÃO, I'm 37 years old, light brown, 5'7", average build, 6.5" dick, and I live in Azeitão. I do gardening and pruning, and on one of these jobs, I went to clear some land for a couple in Palmela, a difficult place deep in the forest. This couple was super nice and gave me tasks to do.
Hello, friends of erotic stories, how are you? My name is Henrique (fictitious name), and I've already narrated some of my adventures that became stories for you. If you're curious, stop by my story folder and enjoy! I want to remind you that I don't make up stories; they were all lived in a delicious and unforgettable way! But let's get to the point.
In the early 2000s, I worked at a higher education institution recognized for its high standards of teaching and religious strictness. Thanks to my administrative expertise, I eventually landed the position of director of education. During this period, a professor was found kissing and half-naked with one of the students inside the university.
Man, I need to tell someone what happened to me or I'm going to freak out - he said in a rush, very worried and anxious, even.- Speak up, Mané, but breathe, because otherwise you won't tell me anything - I encouraged, already very curious.