LOGINDavid stood frozen in the doorway, keys still dangling from his fingers, his eyes wide with disbelief. I was completely naked, straddling Ryan’s thick cock in the middle of our living room couch, my breasts heaving with every breath, my pussy stretched tight around the delivery man’s throbbing shaft. Ryan’s strong hands were still gripping my ass firmly, holding me down on him.“Sarah… what the fuck?” David’s voice came out hoarse, a mix of shock and confusion.My heart slammed against my ribs. I froze on Ryan’s lap, my inner walls involuntarily clenching around the thick cock buried deep inside me. Ryan tensed beneath me but didn’t pull out. For a terrifying second, I thought everything was about to explode in the worst way.But David didn’t yell. He didn’t storm out. His gaze raked slowly over my naked body; lingering on my flushed breasts, my hard nipples, and then lower to where Ryan’s thick cock disappeared between my spread thighs. His breathing grew heavier. I watched, stunne
I was home alone on Thursday afternoon, wearing nothing but an oversized tank top and tiny cotton shorts that barely covered my ass. My husband, David, was at work and wouldn’t be back for hours. The house was quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioner. I’d just poured myself a glass of iced tea when the doorbell rang.I peeked through the window and saw him; the delivery guy.He was tall, broad-shouldered, with muscular arms straining against his tight navy uniform shirt. His name tag read “Ryan.” He had dark hair, a strong jaw, and a hint of stubble that made him dangerously attractive. He was holding a large package for the new furniture we’d ordered.I opened the door, suddenly very aware of how little I was wearing. My nipples were already faintly visible through the thin fabric.“Delivery for David and Sarah Thompson?” Ryan asked, his deep voice sending a little shiver down my spine. His eyes flicked down my body for just a second before snapping back to my face, poli
Teased:The morning route was quieter than usual. Most of the male students had already gotten off at the usual bus stop.Only three girls remained seated near the back, whispering and giggling among themselves.They looked young…barely 18, fresh-faced college freshmen. And I noted their names whenever they called each other. One was Riley, Chloe and the other Harper.Riley was a petite blonde with a cheerleader’s waist, perky B-cup breasts, and long legs. Chloe had wavy dark hair, soft curves, and full lips that always seemed to be smiling mischievously. Harper was the boldest, with shoulder-length auburn hair, athletic build, and a confident way of carrying herself that made her C-cup breasts stand out in her fitted top.I knew exactly why they had stayed. Sophie and Ava must have told them about me or my taste. The way they kept glancing at me in the rearview mirror, biting their lips and crossing their legs, confirmed it.I pulled into the usual secluded service lot behind the
Caught And Sucked Raw:Ms. Harper stood frozen at the front of the bus, one hand still pressed to her mouth, her beautiful face flushed deep red. At 28, she was stunning, she had long auburn hair usually tied in a neat bun, glasses framing and sharp green eyes, and a curvy figure that her modest teacher blouses and pencil skirts couldn’t fully hide. She had full breasts, a narrow waist, and hips that swayed when she walked.Now those eyes were wide with shock, taking in the scene in the back of the bus: four naked college girls and me, my thick cock still buried deep inside Ava’s tight pussy, the air thick with the scent of sex and the sounds of heavy breathing.“I… I forgot my laptop bag,” she stammered, voice barely above a whisper. “I didn’t mean to… oh my God…”For a long moment, nobody moved. Ava’s pussy fluttered around my cock. Mia, still sitting on Ava’s face, bit her lip.Then Lena, always the bold one, spoke softly. “Ms. Harper… you don’t have to leave.”The teacher’s gaze
Group sexThe morning route was usually the busiest, but today felt different. The sun was just rising as I pulled up to the final stop outside Ridgewood College’s main gates. Most students and the handful of teachers who rode the bus had already gotten off, hurrying toward their classes. But four girls stayed seated near the back, exchanging knowing glances.Mia and Lena, my regulars, both 21-year-old juniors. And today they had brought Sophie and Ava; two gorgeous 19-year-old freshmen.Mia was petite with long chestnut hair and a tight athletic body. Lena was curvier with full breasts and wide hips. Sophie was a slim brunette with perky little tits and a mischievous smile. Ava was the tallest, with long red hair, soft thick thighs, and heavy C-cup breasts that strained against her uniform blouse.As the last person stepped off, I closed the doors but didn’t drive away. Instead, I pulled the big bus into the quiet service lot behind the administration building; a secluded spot shie
Banging the regular college girls:My name is Marcus Kane. For the past six years, I’ve driven for Ridgewood College. The job pays well enough, the schedule is predictable, and the view… well, that’s what keeps me coming back. Every weekday I pilot a large, comfortable coach bus filled with college students from the main campus to the various residential neighborhoods and dorms on the outskirts of the city.Most days blur together. Students chat, scroll on their phones, or nap. But for the past several months, my day has become entertaining, thanks to two very special passengers.Mia and Lena.Both were 21-year-old college juniors. Mia was petite and athletic with long chestnut hair, perky C-cup breasts, a tiny waist, and a firm, round ass that looked incredible in yoga pants. Lena was slightly taller with a curvier figure, full D-cup breasts, wide hips, and long blonde hair that she often wore in a messy ponytail. They always sat near the back, sharing secretive smiles and glances
I froze, my back glued to the wet tiles. The steam in the bathroom felt like it was choking me. Ford was still buried deep inside me, his thick length pulsing with every heavy beat of his heart. The silence in the room was only broken by the splashing water, but outside the door, the world was cra
I woke up with a jolt, my heart hammering against my ribs. For a terrifying second, I thought I was still in the guest room. I expected to feel the weight of Ford’s heavy limbs over me and the scent of our sin thick in the air. I looked around, blinking in the dim light. I was in my own bed. I wa
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him into the cradle of my hips. I could feel the head of his cock already pushing against my opening, seeking the heat. The cold piercing was already starting to stretch my entrance, sending a jolt of sharp, electric pleasure through my spine. "Do it,"
The room was heavy with the scent of old secrets and the sudden, electric heat of our bodies. The kiss was like a dam breaking. Ford didn't just kiss me; he consumed me. His hands, rough and calloused from years of military service, found the hem of my shirt and pulled it upward. I helped him, my







