MasukMy Greedy Little Secret (2)I couldn’t stay restrained any longer. I pulled her to her feet and into my body so I could kiss her.I don’t know if she planned it, or if it was an accident born of how much my body wanted her, but as I pulled her toward me, my cock slipped between her thighs. She felt it too and immediately closed her legs around me in the most aggressive power grab, and I swear to Christ, I almost ejaculated down the back of her thighs right there and then.I spun us around again and pushed her against the car, my lips never leaving hers as I positioned her exactly how I wanted her. I fondled her nipple and let my hand drift commandingly down to her cunt.She knew what was to come, so she lifted her leg onto the bonnet of the car while I put gentle pressure on her clit with my fingertips. I let her kiss me a few more times before moving my lips to her throat, her chest, and her stomach, before my mouth joined my hand at her pussy.My tongue circled her clit, and my fing
I want to tell you a story.I feel nervous about it. It’s intimate and revealing and those are always hard to share, but I want to share it with you because I think that maybe you would enjoy it. I think that maybe this story will help you learn something about me and then you could tell me a story and I can learn about you.It was years ago when I was a much younger man. Some think that with age, men grow sexier and more confident. That scars bring wisdom and trauma brings perspective and there are times when I believe that may be true—but when I think of this story, and of the younger me, I remember a fit and hungry young man who didn’t know well enough to flinch. He was so open with his feelings and every plan he made had a short life span and he wore no worries around his neck.Part of why I’m nervous to tell you is that I’m worried that you will hear about the younger me and want him more. It stands to reason that if I would rather be him then you would rather have him. Back then
“Mmm. So sweet,” Ronan grumbled as he lifted himself away from my soaking pússy, his wet mouth still searching for my lips as if he was unwilling to let me go.I hungrily parted them, welcoming his warm, pússy-stained tongue down my throat as our tongues mingled and pressed together in a slow, heated clash.His tongue fought for dominance over mine, but I wasn’t a submissive bitch, so I grabbed his ponytail tighter and wrapped my legs around his waist, silently daring him to try harder as I fought back for control.“Take,” I panted into his mouth, “off your—”I moaned desperately when a stray finger flicked over my clít, my words dissolving as his mouth crashed back onto mine and swallowed the sound.I felt him shuffle his trousers down, and moments later warm flesh pressed insistently against me. I pushed my ‘Platter’ down onto the bed, forcing him back beneath me, and smiled to myself because now I was the heavyweight champion.I looked down at his thick cøck, hard and ready for me
It was 1am, and I was fu'cking hungry.“Christ,” I muttered to myself, staring at the ceiling. “What the hell is wrong with me, huh?”I felt so empty as different thoughts ran through my mind that morning.No, I was not hungry for food. I was starved for something else, something sharp and aching that had been building for weeks.“I need… something,” I whispered, the words dissolving into the quiet room. “I need to feel some thick cøck inside me. I want to be ruined.”I was on a business trip that was boring as fu'ck. If I had not decided to drink three bottles of wine, I would not have been sitting there like a dog in heat.The meetings had been mostly unprofessional and very performative. I hated how everyone acted like they were better than every other person in the room. It pissed me off.“I’m better off staying at home than this…” I scoffed aloud. “What a waste of time.”The conference had been tedious. I had sat perfectly composed in my burgundy Gucci suit, short and fitted, nod
My Business Partner Fu'cks My Wife (2)I watched Rhea hop off her muscled lover and crouch between his legs. Her rounded bréasts spilled from the thin balcony bra as she settled on her knees.“Look at you,” I said quietly. “So composed. So sure.”She glanced up at me, lips curving faintly. “You like when I focus,” she replied. “It helps me do it right.”Kunal let out a low breath. “Take your time,” he murmured. “I’m not going anywhere.”“I know,” Rhea said calmly. “That’s the point.”I saw Kunal pull his cøck free, heavy and eager in his hand. My wife leaned in without hesitation, her mouth opening as if this was expected of her.“Good,” I said. “Just like that. No rushing.”She paused and lifted her eyes to mine. “You’re watching,” she said softly. “I can feel it.”“I always am,” I replied. “Show him how attentive you can be.”She began by licking the tip slowly, her tongue circling with care. She took her time with it, deliberate and unhurried.Kunal groaned under his breath. “You’r
When Armaan asks his wife to fúck his business partner, it’s meant to be a gift, until he realizes his obsession with being a cúckold husband who loves to watch.••••••••I’ve always liked sharing what’s mine.Scratch that.I was so generous that I could even share my wife’s pússy with another man.I could watch another man want her, touch what I already own.It was a different kind of hunger to see another man’s thick cøck thrust into my wife’s cúnt.When I married Rhea, she fell for that part of me; my money, my confidence, the way nothing I own feels off-limits. With me, everything is open. Everything is offered.So when I told her I wanted her to fúck my business partners, she didn’t scream or walk away.She just looked at me, slow and thoughtful, lips parted slightly, like she was deciding how badly she wanted to be shared.“Why do I have to fúck another man for your business venture,” she had asked. Her voice had been flat, tired, stripped of drama.I had smiled and reached for
My Coworker Made me wet (2)When we left the diner, we hugged goodbye and promised to keep in touch on a social level. Wren gave me a quick peck on the cheek, which surprised me more than I expected.I told myself she was just being friendly, but over the last hour my body had been screaming otherw
"I have a client, who's also become my friend, who makes intimate films for couples so they can have their own personal pórn flicks. I could arrange to have him come over and film us if you think you might like that," she said, her voice tentative as if she were asking permission and watching my re
My Coworker Made Me Wet (3)I brought my hand to the back of her neck. Her hair felt soft beneath my fingers, and her skin was warm.I slipped my tongue between her lips. She met it eagerly, her tongue moving against mine, soft and searching.She leaned in closer, kissing my mouth and my lips, and
I climbed onto the bed and she greeted me with a grin and a welcoming embrace, pulling me close as she breathed, “Oh God, that is hot,” while my sloppy, wet cøck pushed into her equally wet pússy.I knew I was not going to last long, and as I thrust into her she gasped my name and whispered, “Don’t







