Semua Bab Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories: Bab 181 - Bab 190

Author's note: This story contains scenes of gay male sexual content.I first met my wife at a party where she was the center of attention, fûcking one well-hung guest and blowing another. And she kept repeating that pattern, again and again. I had spent a good part of that afternoon impressing a few of the women attending with my love for eating pûssy.Since I'm a little bigger than average in the dîck department (8 inches), they appreciated pretty much everything I offered them. I was taking a recuperative break from my actions when I wandered into the room where Marcella was engaged.It was clear that she was into it. I was sitting back on an easy chair, cold beer in hand, cóck beginning to awaken as I watched this big woman take on man after man in all her various holes, never seeming to slow down except for some amazing orgasms that had her shouting and screaming.There were at least three men waiting at either end, slowly jerking their cócks and clearly expecting their turn. And

My wife made me a cócksucker -3Marcella moaned . “I forgot to tell you, Adam, that Xander’s an amazing kisser. Let him kiss you!” I closed my eyes and surrendered to the sensations, letting Xander take charge of my mouth. Meanwhile, my hands were at work on the growing bulge in his pants.I knew he was big, but there’s a difference between hearing a number and feeling a hot, hard, thick côck. Soon, my hands were at his belt, undoing it, unbuttoning his pants, and unzipping them. I reached inside, under his boxers, and put my hands on his big dîck.It was electrifying. Some sensations were similar to mine—the feel of the skin, the moisture at the tip—but he was inches bigger and thicker. His cóck somehow seemed hotter than mine, and his balls were definitely larger. “Well, cocksucker, take it out and get to work,” Xander commanded. “You know what my nutt tastes like. Now it’s time to get it from the source. Suck my dîck!” I freed his monster rod, and it jutted out of his pants.

This story is about the first time I watched my wife have sex in public, but it wasn't with me. It was with several men. We had been married for 15 years, and with three kids, it’s hard to get alone time as often as we did when we were first married. We are moderately conservative people who enjoy a good dinner, good friends, and a good bottle of wine. In January of last year, we had an opportunity to arrange for the kids to stay at neighbors’ houses overnight. We decided to do something a little different for the occasion, so we reserved a room at an upscale hotel nearby. The plan was to go to a restaurant near the hotel and then return to the hotel for a nightcap at their lounge. Diane put on a simple black dress with thin straps that showed off her bare shoulders. The dress ended halfway down her thighs, making her legs stand out in her high heels. It wasn’t too revealing, but it was undeniably sexy, showcasing her figure perfectly. Diane, at 5’3”, has a great figure, shapely

My Wife's First Gangbang (3)Hank reached over and pulled her legs off the bed, placing her feet on the floor. She was now face down, bent over the side of the bed with her feet on the floor, arms around Ed's legs and his cock in her mouth. Hank stood behind her."Uhm.." He cleared his throat, "Do you have any lubricant? I need to—""She's wet." I said, pointing at my wife's bare pussy. "Wet from all that cum and her own juices."Hank shone his head, licking his lower lips. " Well, Ed loves her face, but I want her ass." I looked at my wife. She knew that I was with some lubricant, bit she pulled away from Ed's cock and said, "No, I don't think we have anything."I pretended to go along with her new found shyness. It was obvious that she didn't want to take any cock in her ass, but I wanted that. You could call me crazy, but it made me horny just as I thought about Hank's cock being shoved up her bouncy ass."Wait a sec, we might have something." I said, as I headed over to my bag.

(Grace wants to lose her Vîrginty. She asks Tom for help)Grace tugged at the strap of her black singlet and sighed. She'd spent so long thinking about this moment that she couldn’t believe she was actually going through with it today.Her knuckles rapped against the door, and she took a step back. Her heart was thudding so loudly the beats pounded in her ears.While she waited for the sound of footsteps, she smoothed her hands over her denim skirt and turned to gaze at the street behind her.Sunlight bounced off the windshield of her parked car, a dog barked in the distance, and the smell of a barbecue wafted on the wind. It was just a typical Sunday for most people, but not for her.Grace shoved her blonde hair back from her face and told herself to keep it together.She flattened her palm against her stomach, closed her eyes, and concentrated on deep breaths. With each second that ticked by, she considered the wisdom of running away and pretending this had never happened.It was a