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
---Kelly Carlson was a beautiful and vivacious 24-year-old first-grade teacher. She stood 5'7" tall with shoulder-length blonde hair and sparkling green eyes. She had a lovely smile, an infectious laugh, and was well-liked by students, colleagues, and parents alike. While she was slim and shapely, she was endowed with rather large breasts that were firm and sat high on her chest. Her nipples were large and pink, covering most of her breasts.She was often embarrassed because they were so sensitive that even the rubbing of a bra would make them grow hard, rendering them unmistakably visible through her clothing. In fact, they were so sensitive that sometimes just touching them would bring a tremor to her body. When very aroused, she had been known to climax from simply pinching them. In college, Kelly had done a lot of sexual experimentation. She loved sex and had decided early on that she didn’t need to seal her marital vows as a virgin. She had had several relationships with men,
FALLING FOR MY SON'S SÈXY TEACHER (2)As Stephanie entered the red brick building, a flood of memories surrounded her, evoking those childhood days when the most important thing in her life was who she would play with at recess. How life had changed, she thought as she glanced at the poster boards on the walls, filled with rules, regulations, pictures of kids, drawings, and future events.Her heels clicked loudly on the floor as she walked down the hallway, the sound echoing off the painted cinderblock walls. The school seemed deserted, and she briefly wondered if she had misread the date.She glanced at the first classroom door and saw numbers: 100, then 101, and 102. As she peeked into the rooms, she was pleased to see some teachers sitting at their desks, evidently waiting for parents to arrive. It seemed that with each room, the teacher appeared older than the last. Stephanie chuckled to herself, wondering if the room numbers corresponded to the teachers' ages.When she reached th
FALLING FOR MY SON'S SEXY TEACHER (3)Stephanie saw Kelly's bright eyes staring at her and found herself flustered again. "Uh... I... I like to be punctual.""Did you bring me an apple?"Suddenly, Stephanie's smile was genuine. "Uh, no, but I will next time."They laughed.Soon, the two were talking and sorting out lesson plans for the students. They found that they had a lot in common, from music to political persuasions and almost everything in between. Stephanie liked the fact that Kelly was easy to talk to and was soon revealing things about herself she would normally only share with a good friend.A few minutes later, the kids arrived, rushing into the room, laughing and squealing, pushing and shoving, like typical six-year-olds.When Stephanie saw Ben come into the room, she smiled at him. While he smiled back, he didn't otherwise acknowledge her. Even at his tender age, the peer pressure to be independent was apparent. She knew that his friends would tease him if he showed undu
Falling for my son's séxy teacher (4)Stephanie could hardly believe what was happening. Did Kelly just compliment her lips? Or was she imagining this? Warning bells went off in Stephanie's head, but the sound of blood rushing to her brain drowned them out.Stephanie closed her eyes and waited, holding her breath in anticipation of what she knew was coming. A moment later, she felt it—felt the lips of another woman on her own for the first time in her life. A soft moan escaped her mouth when Kelly pressed a little harder, spreading her soft lips across Stephanie’s. She almost swooned when she felt Kelly's tongue touch her lips. It ran back and forth, tickling her suddenly dry lips and leaving moisture behind. Then the tip moved to the center, wiggling gently but waiting patiently.It seemed like hours, but it was only seconds before, with a moan deep in her throat, Stephanie opened her mouth.Kelly turned her head to the side and pressed her tongue forward, opening her mouth wide. S
The train ride to work (2)---She let out a soft, mischievous laugh as she took the bottle back, shifting slightly on his lap, the movement a deliberate tease that made his breath hitch. Her thighs brushed against his, slow and confident, and then—she dropped the lid between them, letting it fall right into the narrow gap she’d just created.“Oops,” she said, voice low and syrupy. Her hand trailed from the center of his chest, slow and deliberate, down past his ribs and belly, until it hovered right over his lap. She lingered there, fingers pretending to search for the missing lid, but the way she moved told a different story. His hips twitched involuntarily as her palm finally closed around the hard length straining beneath his trousers.He groaned, the sound strangled and soft, only audible because she was so close. The vibrator was still going—strategically placed, relentless. Each pulse pushed him closer to the edge. One more minute of this and he was done for. He couldn’t let th
Daniel sat on the busy train pretending to read the overly large newspaper he had bought to cover his straining erection. He couldn't concentrate on anything.When his girlfriend had come home with the prostate vibrator, he had no intention of ever using it. But after the delirium of naked bodies that had visited in his dreams, he'd woken up horny and very interested in the toy. It had taken several attempts and a metric shit tonne of lube to get it up there, and even then, he didn't dare turn it on.He had planned to wait until he got to the office, bagsie the solo office, lock his door and see what happened when he turned it on. Imagine his surprise when he made it to the tube, crammed himself down between two large men and, buzz. Silent, but there. Slow, low, and oh so very tantalising.There was no choice to stand up, he'd been so hard with every single movement of the vibrator as he walked, it didn't even need to be on to turn him on. Now, on the busy train with the dull vibratio
First Taste of Cum (2)"God, yes, oh God, please.""I will, baby, I will now. I will fuck myself with your cock, and then you will squirt hot, thick cum into me—the same cum that you will be eating very soon. Say it!""It... it will be the same hot, thick cum that I will suck out of your cunt. I will. Please make me—make me want it—please feed it to me. Feed me my thick, hot cum."She groaned as she fed my cock into her all the way, then out again. She leaned forward and began to fuck me hard. Her vagina was like a wet, slippery, hot piston, fucking me deeply. I couldn't hold back—I couldn't hold out if I wanted to. I felt my orgasm coming up from deep down. "Ughhh, I'm going to cum, I'm going to shoot my cum!""Oh, baby, shoot your hot juice cum in me. Squirt the cum that you're going to eat. Say it—say it again.""Yes, oh yes, I'm going to eat it... uhhhh, eat it all..." I began to spasm and squirt and shoot hot cum deep into her vagina—many jolts of cum. My body jerked with a whole
She straddled my legs and leaned forward. Her breasts hung over my stomach. She swayed from side to side and her breasts gently smacked my hardened cock. She stroked my hardness with her nipples. I groaned and moaned my pleasure.Drops of pre-cum fluid formed. She smeared my pre-cum with her nipples, back and forth. "Mmmm I love your slick pre-cum on my nipples, do you? Do you love how it feels? Do you love your slick pre-cum on my hard nipples?""Yes, oh yes I do""Do you want to lick the pre-cum off my nipples, do you want to do that?"" Yes I want that." I said quivering.She rubbed her nipples all over my dripping wetness, then she crawled up and hung her tits over my face."Do you want to lick it now? Say it.""Yes I want to taste it, I want to taste my pre-cum from your hard nipples." I said as her wet glistening nipple hung over my face."Say please, let me taste my pre-cum.""Please, let me taste my pre-cum.""Very well, you may," she said as she lowered her hot wet nipple to
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