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 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.
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.
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.
Tying up my blonde hair in front of the gym mirror. Noticing the horny guys checking me out. My cuckold boyfriend at work and his friend looking at me like a pervert, dying to fuck me all over again.
It happened a few years ago. My name is Artem. I finished school in my small village, passed the Unified State Exam and somehow miraculously entered a university in Omsk, the regional center. At that time, I was 18 years old. Moving was a way of life for me, otherwise I would have stayed in my village forever
My mother and father had two of us - me and my younger sister. We always lived very amicably. We practically never hid anything from each other and were not embarrassed. At the time I want to tell you about, Lenka was eighteen and I was twenty-five.
My husband, as usual, gets together with friends for a beer after work and comes home at about 8 o'clock... and usually in a normal state... and that day they had some kind of drinking party at work on the occasion of the delivery of a very important facility, I call and he tells me that he will be there in half an hour, I hear in the receiver that there is no voice at all, then someone takes the phone