Cheerleader Slut- (5)"I did not," she said, before adding, clearly still annoyed I gave her a facial, "fuck, I hate cûm.""You'd rather I fill your mouth next time?" I asked."There won't be a next time," she defiantly said.I laughed, moving to her, "Oh, Samantha, let's not pretend you can resist this.""Yes, Eddie, just show your dîck to a girl and she will become your slut," she sarcastically responded, although she did indeed glance down at it once again."Actually, that is exactly what I am assuming," I nodded, again standing directly in front of her."You're just like the rest of them," she said, tears suddenly forming in her eyes as she shifted from defiant and angry to emotional and vulnerable."No, I'm not," I shook my head, suddenly feeling guilty for taking advantage of her when she was at her most vulnerable.Tears began streaming down her face, something I had never saw from her before, as she babbled, "They fûcking cheated on me.""I know," I said, pulling her in for a
Cheerleader Slut! (6)"How bad do you need this cóck?" I growled.."So bad." She gasped. "Beg For it!" I ordered, as I made an attempt to pull my cóck out of her ass, seeing that it was already half way in."Eddie... please.""No. Don't call me by my name. Call me something different." I said, already enjoying what was happening. I had never seen by sister being this desperate before. It was something I was willing to take advantage of. "Please —" She whimpered, arching her back. "What's my name? I'm your master. Your ass belongs to me, and I'll fuck you anyhow I want to." I said. "Do you understand, Bitch?" "Yes, Master..." She gasped again."Good."I said as I slid further into her needy back door, feeling similar and yet completely different to the sensation of her mouth. Oddly, my first thought was 'I wonder what it would feel like in her pussy?' I chuckled to myself at how greedy I was getting instead of focusing on the reality that I was losing my virginity, well my anal vi
I had been working in the hotel bar for about a year when this unfolded. I’d always had a huge crush on one of the receptionists, Nina. Although she usually smiled when I spoke to her during the rare moments our breaks overlapped, I hadn’t pursued anything. I didn’t want a work relationship to turn awkward. Nina was from Spain—a tanned, dark-haired, gorgeous woman about my age. This all went back to a Friday night and what we saw and guessed. I was working a long shift in the bar, starting at 4 p.m. About an hour into my shift, a couple walked in. My attention went to the wife first—she was stunning, and her sports bra top naturally drew the eye. I refocused instantly and welcomed them both to the bar. As they approached, I noticed they were clearly married. It looked like one of those romantic Friday night getaways I’d seen many times.The man ordered drinks, and while I prepared them, the wife moved to sit on a lounge chair. She was dressed head-to-toe in sportswear, and her L
A hotel gangbang gets the staff hórny too. (2)I replied, “You are wild. Next time, let me hold the camera.”Reception was clearly quiet, and the bar wasn’t much busier. Nina’s response came back within seconds.“You can hold the camera if you want. I was beginning to hope you’d do more than that.”I sent back an aubergine emoji, feeling bolder than usual.The next time I looked up from serving, the husband was on his own again. I must have missed when Suit Guy left. I messaged Nina, “I think the stud left.”She confirmed it and added, “Just had a complaint about noisy sex from a room on the floor below your ‘friends.’ They didn’t know which room, fortunately. Imagine having to front someone about that. Lucky lady, I say!”I shot back, “Is that one of your fantasies, then? A stranger, a friend, or maybe a lesbian encounter?”After a while, she replied, “You might be surprised by what I’d consider, in the right circumstances with the right person. This is weird flirting, by the way.”I
A hotel gangbang gets the staff horny too. (3)I was taken aback by the gorgeous woman in front of me, her directness, and now the kinky request. I did as she asked.A whispered, husky voice that I barely recognized came from Nina. “You can use me any way you want. All of me is available to you. Nothing is off-limits. I’m so hórny after what we’ve seen happen and what that wife might still be enjoying.”I looked around the room, taking in the double bed, a dresser, and a stool. There was a thin rope on the dresser, possibly Hessian. I asked, “Anything?”“Anything, but I won’t leave this room. And, for clarity, it’s just the two of us,” she said with a sly grin.We both giggled, and I admitted, “I forgot to bring wine.”Nina tutted in mock disappointment, but I decided to seize the moment. I knocked the bra straps off her shoulders, sat her on the stool, and started wrapping the rope around her upper body, trapping her arms.She tensed at first as the rope grazed her skin but soon rela
A hotel gangbang gets the staff horny too. (4)“The suited stud?”“Yes,” I replied, smirking. “I wonder what went down when he was with the other man’s wife.”Nina let out a sharp breath, her lips parting slightly in disbelief.“Ass or pussy? What do you think she’d prefer to take his cock in?” I asked, watching her face carefully.She tilted her head, pretending to ponder. “Ass—well, only after he’d made her pussy raw,” she said with a mischievous grin.I chuckled darkly and held up the black blindfold. “You’re holding her blindfold, you know. She was wearing it when all that happened—barely an hour ago.”That revelation tipped Nina over the edge. Her moans filled the room as her body shuddered in her first proper orgasm of the evening. She collapsed against me, her long hair falling like a curtain over my face. Gently, I gathered her hair, holding it back as I whispered, “You dirty liar.”“No,” I insisted, grinning. “It’s true, I swear. Where would I even get a blindfold at this tim
It’s a hot summer day, and I’m sitting in a classroom with 50 other students, watching a lecture on the anatomy of a fish.The air is stifling, and as I glance out the window, I can see heatwaves shimmering off the blacktop. I’m dressed lightly today—black cotton skirt, hugging my hips and upper thighs, and a pink, low-cut blouse.Beneath it, I’m wearing a black lacey bra, but no panties. It’s just too hot.My name’s Ashley. I’m 21, average at 145 pounds, and 5’3”. Today, I’m in one of my college classes with my favorite professor, Ms. Catherine. She’s 35 and drop-dead gorgeous. She’s the same height as me, but her petite waist, killer hips, and round, apple-shaped ass give her a stunning figure.Her full C-to-D-cup breasts look perfect under her fitted dress suits. Right now, she’s wearing a swoop-neck blazer and a short skirt that shows off everything beautifully. I can’t help but stare at her as she lectures. It’s not just her looks; she’s always kind to me, even when I don’t kno
SEDUCED BY MY HOT COLLEGE LECTURER (2)I obey, rising to my feet in front of her. She slides off the desk, her hands trailing down my sides before gripping the hem of my red lace blouse.Slowly, she lifts it over my head, exposing my bare chest. Her eyes linger on my brèasts, and the intensity of her gaze makes my knees weak. “You’re beautiful, Ashley,” she murmurs, stepping closer until her body brushes against mine. I shiver at her touch as her hands roam over my shoulders, then down to cup my brèasts.Her thumbs brush over my hardened nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through me. I gasp, and she smiles, leaning down to press soft kisses along my collarbone. I can’t help but run my hands down her sides, feeling the curve of her waist and the firmness of her hips. My fingers find the zipper of her dress, and I hesitate, looking up at her for permission. She nods, biting her lip as I slowly slide it down. The dress falls away, pooling at her feet. She stands before me in noth
Fucking My Wife’s Best Friend (4)“Mmmmmm,” she purred.We stood there, frozen, letting my cock slip out naturally, slick and warm from our forbidden encounter.Josie bent down, grabbing her robe and casually wrapping it around her. The thick scent of sex hit me like a wall—raw, undeniable. I glanced down to see my cock glistening with our mixed fluids. Just as I looked toward the shower, Josie placed a hand on the door handle.“Ah, ah, ah,” she teased with a wicked smile. “No showering, Kev. I want you to smell me all night… dream of fucking me again.”This girl had serious issues.Panic bloomed in my chest. The scent was strong—too strong. What if Kelsie picked up on it? But I didn’t have a choice. Josie twisted the knob.“What about you?” I whispered, remembering the load I’d just pumped into her.She smirked. “Tony was begging to eat me out earlier. Maybe I’ll wake him and give him what he wants.” She winked.And just like that, she stepped out, not even checking the hallway. I wa
Fucking my wife's bestfriend (3)Josie's expression didn't change—that sly grin was still planted on her face. She continued to look at me with that sexy smile, and this time, she whispered."Put it in, or I'll tell him to come in." She warned. She wouldn't, I thought to myself.There was another knock, and I shot a glance at Josie, shaking my head slowly, hoping to call her bluff.Yet, she simply raised an eyebrow at me and waited.God, damn it!I didn't see a way out of it. If either Tony or my wife caught us in here, there was no way I would be able to talk my way out of it. Even if I were able to convince them she initiated it, it was unlikely they would believe I even resisted Josie's charms. I reached down and grabbed my shaft. Then, I carefully placed the head of my cock against her wet lips. I looked up and locked eyes with her again, as if giving her one last chance to call this off. Suddenly, she gave me a quick wink, then with her legs still wrapped around my waist rough
Fucking My wife's bestfriend (2)*******"Who is it?" I asked, startled."It's me. Let me in," Came the faint whisper outside the door.Great, I thought, Kelsie is going to be sick. So much for finding a quiet place to jerk off.I pulled my boxers back on and crossed to open the door, my hard cock jutting out the front of my underwear. I turned the knob softly and pulled it open, stepping back to let her in. Instead of my wife, Josie stepped through the door and quickly closed it behind her. I instinctively took several steps backward, before banging into the wall behind me. She locked the door and turned to face me, smiling slyly."Whoa, whoa, what are you doing, Josie?" I asked with panic in my voice.She was wearing a white silk bathrobe that stopped just above her knees. The top folds were opened wide enough to leave little to the imagination."What am I doing?" she asked playfully, and just a little too loud. "More like what are YOU doing?"I saw her eyes glance down at my boxers
"Come on, don’t be such a downer," Josie teased, swirling the last of her drink in her glass, smiling at her husband. It began like many other Saturday nights before it. My wife and I got together with Josie and Tony every couple of weeks—sometimes at our place, sometimes at theirs. This particular evening, we were at their place and had planned to spend the night to avoid driving home after a night of drinking.This happened quite often. Josie and my wife, Kelsie, had been best friends for around four or five years, and she and her husband were one of the few couples we socialized with.After spending so many years focused on family and careers, our circle of friends had become very small, and it was nice to have another couple with whom we enjoyed spending time. Whether it was a backyard BBQ at our place, a pool party at theirs, or just talking and playing cards on a Saturday night, it was nice having a bit of a social life again.Kelsie and I have been married for 16 years. At 38
Have you ever been fucked in the most random place ever? If so, then let me tell you a quick story of how I became the personality slut for my colleague at college. Don't judge me!******(This morning)So, we have 15 minutes between classes, but he's persistent.He grabs my hand and pulls me into the men's room on the third floor of the physics building."This is crazy," I whisper, my heart pounding. "We're gonna get caught!""Nobody ever comes up here," he murmurs, his lips already dangerously close to mine. "Besides, I know you want it..." He knows I'm a horny little slut. Fuckkk. He knew I wanted his cock in me. Our backpacks hit the floor. He pins me against the wall, his mouth crashing into mine, his tongue teasing, demanding. He knows I like it rough. He knows every little trick to drive me insane.I can feel the hard line of his cóck through his jeans as he grinds against me.He grabs my butt and my tîts, teasing my nîpples through my tee shirt.He takes my hair out of my
Threesome Fantasy (6)I increased my pace, thrusting my cóck deep into Elliott's pussy. Each time I pulled out, only my cóck head remained before I pushed back in again, sinking my entire length into her wet pûssy.Elliott was now moaning loudly with her eyes closed. I felt her pussy pulse around my cóck, almost pushing me to cum."Fuck, you're gonna make me cûm," Elliott groaned.Caroline moved from her previous position of voyeur, and knelt next to Elliott. Then, she reached down to the girl's clit, brushing my hand away. Her dainty fingers danced over and played with the engorged button, and her other hand rubbed Elliott's boobs.My hands were now free, and I gripped Elliott's hips. This time, I had more leverage, and began to fûck her with a renewed intensity. I had full control of Elliott's body, and could practically slam her down on my cóck with each thrust. Caroline rubbed her clit at the same pace I was fûcking her, and it was clear that Elliott was unable to resist our teamw
Threesome Fantasy (5)My wife ran her tongue over Elliott's clit. I couldn't fully see what she was doing, but it was clearly having an effect on Elliott. I reached further and took Elliott's other breast in my hand, feeling the goosebumps dotting her soft skin."Lick my pussy too," Elliott said. "You want to vary the stimulation up? Huh?"Caroline nodded as she moved lower, and her mouth was partially obscured from my view. I could still see her head bobbing back and forth slightly, and I figured that she was lapping at Elliott's wet clit, trying to make her cûm.To my surprise, Elliott reached over to me with her free hand. She brushed her fingers around my cock, which I hadn't realized was beginning to stiffen again."Keep doing that," Elliott said, her vision now turned squarely to me. "Rub my clit too."Her hand wrapped fully around my cock and she slowly stroked it. Her soft touch and subtle squeeze were incredible, and I continued to fast getting an erection.Caroline's mouth
Threesome Fantasy (4)Caroline let go of my cock and gave me a kiss. Elliott's hand immediately replaced Caroline's, teasing my shaft."Sit on my face," I instructed Caroline. I knew her pussy would be dripping, and couldn't wait to taste it. I had eaten out Caroline too many times to count in our many years of marriage, but every time it felt so new and amazing again. I couldn't describe it.Caroline giggled and slid her panties down her legs. She crawled up to my head, swung around, and straddled my face.Just as I had thought, Caroline's pussy was wet, adorned with beads of her natural lubricant. I moved my hands to her small butt and guided Caroline's slit down to my mouth.At the same time, I felt a pair of heavenly lips wrap around the head of my cock. I couldn't suppress the groan. Elliott's mouth was sealed on my engorged cock while her hand stroked the rest of my shaft. Her tongue snaked out and flicked back and forth over my tip.I shuddered from the sensation. I furrowed my
Threesome Fantasy (3)"And you're not working at Starbucks? That's a miracle. What do you do?"Caroline talked with Elliott a little about her job, and the two mused about how different their life paths had been before we began discussing the previous years of our marriage. Elliott had a relaxing presence that put both of us at ease, making us perfectly willing to open up to her about our lives.We discussed the struggles we had been dealing with over the past few months and our motivations for hiring her. Elliott confirmed what Caroline had read about regarding the popularity of escorts for threesomes, making both of us feel even more secure that we weren’t crazy or tanking our marriage."So, did you ever imagine yourself being here when you were younger?" I asked."I mean, I always had a really high sex drive," Elliott answered. "And apparently, I'm a good fuck—""Hopefully, we'll see that soon," Caroline interjected."Oh, don't worry," Elliott replied, sliding her hand onto Carolin