MasukI was spent by the force of my orgasm. Elle let me sit splayed out on the couch and recover while she carried her bag upstairs. She was gone for about five minutes and when she returned she was wearing a leather corset and carrying a short riding crop. She looked scary, but amazing."If you still agree to do anything, get upstairs to your bedroom. If not, I'll go home and the university will never know about tonight," she said in an authoritarian voice."Does that mean if I go upstairs the university will find out?" I asked just because of the phrasing of her statement. Being outed really wasn't an incentive to continue this relationship."Of course not, silly," she relied. Then she winked, "Not if you're careful anyway."
That went on for the first 10 minutes of our 20 minute ride. By that time, the car had emptied out and we were by ourselves. Elle then told me to pull my hand out and to suck her juices off my fingers. It was the first time I'd ever tasted pussy except for a few times I'd suck off my husband after he fucked me. Elle was much better tasting. She then told me to stand up. I had a feeling she was going to lift my dress, but instead she told me to get on my knees in the aisle.I suppose I should have known her next move was to stand and pull her jeans all the way down. She had to be agile to sit on the edge of the seat without removing her pants and spread her legs wide enough for me to follow her instruction to eat her pussy. But that
She pulled me close against her. It felt so natural. Then she pulled my head down against her breasts. That seemed natural too, almost as if she was mothering me despite my being old enough to be her mother. She then whispered in my ear telling me to grab her butt. That even felt natural. A woman I had just met was telling me to touch her in public while I nuzzled my face against her breasts. Who could object to that, although this was not how I had pictured this evening going in my fantasy. Oh, by this point I was soaking my panties too.We danced like that for two consecutive songs. I'm sure her friends were watching us as were the other women in the bar. Yet I didn't care. I wanted Elle to take me home and teach me about womanly
College professor looking for excitement becomes a sub.Enjoy..*******I know you are thinking that midlife crisis is a term used by men as an excuse to buy a convertible or have an affair. But that isn't always the case. I'm a 42 year old woman named Gwen. I'm petite, about 5' 2" tall and thin. I didn't buy a new car. But I did have an affair. To be more accurate I am having an affair. I suppose some backstory is in order.I am a professor at Northwestern University in Evanston, IL. For the geographically challenged, that is just North of Chicago. I have tenure and make a very good living. My husband has a sales job and also does very well. The only downside is he has to travel a few days almost every week. We've be
After a few minutes, I popped my cock out of her mouth and moved behind her. I had not noticed she had been rubbing her pussy. She was insatiable. When she felt my cockhead near her cunt, she reached behind and guided me in just like I had fantasized. Almost immediately she began begging me to "fuck her hard." I did exactly that. I imagined how surprised she would be when I showed her rutting on my cock begging to be reamed.Her ass was still gaping from the abuse it had taken so I took advantage of that and impaled her. I'd never fucked someone's ass before and it was everything I'd dreamed it would be. In truth, I'm surprised I lasted as long as I did, but when she started to cum again, I felt my balls tighten. I quickly pulled ou
Son fantasizes of making his mom his playtoy.Enjoy..******My name is Cody. I'm 20 years old and I was raised in a household that was, shall we say, different. My mom had me when she was 18, the result of an affair with her married boss. I never met him as she doesn't work for him anymore and she never told me his name. You see, my mom has been very up front with me that she was a bit of a slut growing up. Actually she still is more than a bit of a slut. That's not meant to be judgemental or to slut shame her. She has always been a very sex positive woman who enjoys getting fucked. That was always my normal. She is also a nudist at home. I grew up with her naked around the house and it never bothered me. I learned that t
Elayne was sitting cross-legged on the foot of my bed, looking directly at me. "We need to talk.""We need to talk."The words sent a jolt of alarm racing down my spine as I closed the door to my room behind me. A series of questions rapidly flashed through my head. What the hell was my sister doin
And then her eyes slightly rolled upward, her mouth opened wide, and her entire body violently trembled. She came, and hard by the looks of it, without making a single sound. The sight was more than I could take after everything that had just gone on and I'm not at all proud to say that I exploded,
"You're right. Sorry, Mom," Elayne said once she'd finished coughing and had caught her breath. Her eyes almost imperceptibly flicked over in my direction, but she didn't say anything to me.For my part, my mouth suddenly felt insanely dry. Holy shit. I was right. My sister was wearing a vibrator.
Introduction:In the soft glow of a family dinner, Erik's usual task of grabbing his twin sister Elayne’s grades takes an unexpected turn. Amidst the familiar chaos of her room, he stumbles upon a sleek, enigmatic remote—a gadget that seems to hum with untold possibilities. As his fingers glide ove







