Mag-log inHe was domineering. Arrogant. And breathtakingly gorgeous. The man had to be at least six four, solid with muscle, pecs hard as he wrapped his brawny arms around me. I don’t know what exactly happened but somehow he jimmied a door open on the terrace and we were inside a bedroom. Not just any bedroom, but the most massive, opulent space I’d ever seen. Inside was a huge bed, upholstered in rich blue linen, the mahogany wood gleaming in the low light. Scattered throughout the room were priceless antiques, arranged on what looked to be equally expensive rugs, but I’m no expert. Besides, I had no time to study the furnishings. Instead, I was gazing at a massive, magnificent male form before me, one that I’d never seen the likes of. It’s not that I’m a prude, it’s just that I’m always outshone by my sisters, you know? It’s not just Jenna with the lithe, sinuous body and gleaming blonde hair. I also have two younger sisters, Callie and Karina, who are stunners in trai
Some time later, I woke up. Carla was gone. I got out of bed to go look for her. She was in the bathroom. The door was slightly opened. I turned to go back to bed, and heard a loud moan coming from the bathroom. I tiptoed closer and listened. I heard the moan again. I pushed the door open just a bit and could just make out her legs on the bathroom floor. She was obviously lying down. I thought maybe she was sick, so I opened the door all the way and when I saw her I gasped. She was fucking herself with a vibrator. She looked up at me when I gasped. Her eyes widened, but then they rolled back in her head, and she started to fuck herself faster, moaning and groaning, screaming and writhing all over the floor. Finally she came. I just stared at her. My heart was pounding and my pussy was throbbing. She was still lying there with her eyes closed. I muttered that I was sorry, and ran back to the bedroom. A few minutes later, she came in the room. “Chrissy, I’m sorry about in there, when
My name is Chrissy. I’m 20 years old. For a long time now, I have suspected that I am bi-sexual. Up until the events I am about to describe, I had not had anything sexual with another woman. Plenty of men have come and gone. I love sex with men, but I often fantasize about women when I am masturbating. I wanted to wait until I had experienced another woman before I could say that I was bi or not. I didn’t know how to go about “getting with” another woman, but one day it kind of just happened…..I had just gotten home from my college class. It was 6:30pm on a Friday night. It had been a very long, stressful week and I was looking forward to settling in for what I thought was going to be a relaxing night. At about 7:00pm, my sister Carla called me up. “Whatcha doing?” She lived about 20 minutes away but we still didn’t get time to see each other much. “Oh I just got home, I’m thinking of having a bubble bath and vegging on the couch tonight.”“What, you have to be kidding me. It’s Frid
Dave was so hard, neither of us had to hold his cock, so our hands were free for other things. I began fingering her wet tight pussy again, and she began tweaking my hard nipples. Dave's hand helped her with my nipples, he knew they were my hot spot. He pulled and tugged on them, as I moaned and sucked his balls into my mouth. He took his dick out of our guest's mouth and crammed it into mine, pulling my hair back so he could see my mouth on his shaft. This went on for another 10 minutes before he said, "I'm gonna fuck you two real good", in a deep throaty voice filled with heat. "C'mere Sharla, on your knees" "Baby, you lay down in front of her". We did as he asked. "Now I wanna see you eat my baby's pussy, while I fuck you from behind", he told Sharla. She looked a little hesitant, but once he rammed his big dick into her, she immediatley keeled over face first into my pussy. Oh, her mouth was so warm and wet on my clit, I could barely stand it. "Oh God, I'm gonna cum baby", I crie
I moved my hand to her clit and began lightly rubbing it back and forth. "Oh, mmmmm, damn. Oh baby that's good". I guess she was referring to both of us, as we were both working on the same area. Dave leaned across her to kiss me, and we were now tonguing each other right in front of her face, while we fingered her hot cunt into a lather. She was jerking and writhing all over. Her noises were so sweet, it was making me wet just hearing her voice. "Mmmm baby", she said. Her hand suddenly went to Dave's head, and pushed his mouth deeper into mine. "Yea, kiss her, suck her lips. Let me see you two in action". Dave's dick was rock hard, I could see him stroking it with his other hand. I broke my kiss with him and told him "Leave that alone baby. We are gonna take care of that for you. Just calm yourself okay?" He stopped. I then put his hand on her breast, and encouraged him to squeeze it. I LOVE women's breasts. Hers were slightly bigger than my own, she was a 34C, very full and firm.
My boyfriend "Dave" and I have been together for 7 years. We are an attractive black couple, both in decent shape. We have never had a problem satisfying each other sexually, which is one reason for our long courtship. But we both shared the same freaky ideas about sex, and were willing to try almost anything for a turn-on. As you can imagine after 7 years, something needs to be done to keep the spice alive!It all began years ago when Dave "discovered" that I was into women. I found them sexy, attractive, and I longed to be with one. He knew that I had already been with a woman in my late teens, but since then nothing. We had discussed the possibility of us having a threesome in great detail many times, so on this special occasion, we were both ready for it.The young lady was someone we met at a club. Dave and I were at a nice quiet table enjoying our drinks, getting our buzz on, and here comes this beautiful black princess. Long legs, nice full lips, and dressed very provocatively.
Moving into Ryan's house was more intense than I thought. But then again, the man was as intense as they fucking come. I worked remotely, so I didn't need to clock in or show up at work in perso so living with him did not cause any serious disruption to my life. What it did was to ground me, his
Ryan's POVThe apartment still smelled like sweat and sex from the night before, but that didn’t stop me from yanking Aaron against the counter the second he padded into the kitchen. He still looked half awake even though I had handed him coffee and watched him drink a few sips. He looked too goo
I respond eagerly, my lips parting to welcome his tongue. Our kiss is hungry and passionate as if we’ve been starving for each other all along. His hands explore my body, tracing the curves of my hips and waist. I moan into his mouth, my hands gripping his shoulders, pulling him closer.“You have
The sheets were cool under my back, but his body was a furnace pressing me down. Ryan’s weight was everywhere, his hands never still, his mouth marking me like I was already his. Each bite, each kiss, each scrape of teeth told me I wasn’t leaving this bed untouched.I arched up into him, desperate







