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But the contrast of her pale skin, dark red hair, freckles, and pale, almost hidden nipples was an exotic, erotic tableau not easily found. “If people only knew,” she told herself in the mirror. She had another date with George in a couple of hours. Fia wondered what they were going to do. She was excited and scared. She liked that feeling. While Fia had always considered herself open-minded and sexually adventurous, in her heart she knew that, really, she wasn’t. All her partners had always been men. She liked vaginal sex. She only owned one vibrator and no other sex toys. Even her sexiest lingerie leaned toward practicality.

Her moans turned into short, broken whimpers now, “uh… uh… yes… like that…” He kept the pace brutal, the glass fogging from their heat. Her free hand braced against it, leaving wet prints. He finally pulled out, turned her, and bent her over the toilet tank. One hard shove and he was buried again, pounding her from behind while she gripped the edges. “Tell me what you are…” “Your overtime slut… your dirty little hole… use me…” He reached under, pinched her clit hard, and she broke. A loud, shaky “fuck...I’m cumming...” ripped out of her as her pussy clenched and fluttered around him, juices running down her thighs.

My nipples were hard already, waiting for me to touch them. Fuck, why was this so hot? J had no idea I would enjoy looking at pictures of naked women, but what made it so enjoyable for me was because I knew Daniel looked at these same pictures and liked them. He probably even touched himself to them too. I had to do this. I had to share this experience with him, even if he would never find out. Slowly, I rubbed a hand over my exposed nipple, teasing it until it got even harder, sending pleasure shooting straight to my core. I fondled my breast, closing my eyes and imagining Daniel's hand in place of my own.

The woman's eyes widened as she screamed in pleasure. The two women laid Rosette down and the short-haired girl sat on her face, allowing her to eat her there while the other girl was busy finger fxxking her cunt. Rosette put her arm around the thigh of the woman with short hair as she grinned and pressed herself even harder on her. Their erotic moans of pleasure, giggles, and groans filled his room.

kissing deeply, sucking on each other’s breasts, and grinding their soaked pussies in messy, desperate friction. Charlie’s grip tightened on his cock, eyes dark with possessive hunger as he watched the two women completely lose themselves in each other. Claire shifted positions with a sultry smile. She hooked one of Jessica’s legs over her shoulder and slid her own leg between Jessica’s thighs, pulling their bodies close until their dripping, sensitive pussies pressed flush against one another. “Like this, sweetheart,” Claire purred, her voice husky. “Let me show you how two women really fuck.”

His hands were clenching her naked hips hard enough to leave bruises as she rode him, crying out with every mutual thrust. Standing there watching his gorgeous wife being loud, intensely erotic and fucking the crap out of another man like she hadn’t done to him in years was almost too much. Then Brad realized how hard he was. His mind might have been screaming at him to stop what was happening, but his cock was telling him to keep watching. And to enjoy himself. Her body was so sexy, riding on top of a big cock and moaning while clutching at her breasts. The sounds coming out of her made her wonder if she had been faking it with him for quite a while, because he hadn’t heard moans like she w

- The condom is in the drawer on the side. She leans down and opens the drawer to get the condom, which she puts on skillfully. Then, she straightens up to be able to impale me deeply. She leans down to kiss me passionately before starting to take me like a wild woman. She grips my chest to better support herself and take me deeper within her. She starts to ride my shaft up and down. The sensation is so blissful, so saving, with her internal muscles, she traps my penis, absorbing it into her depths. I'm mesmerized by her skill. My hands grip her ass to bury myself deeper within her as my hips move to the rhythm of her increasingly fast and wild movements. I end up flipping her over and takin

NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> I love pornography. I regularly d******d videos and pictures from the Internet and love reading erotic stories. I am particularly drawn to pictures of black women with their chocolate brown skin, nearly black nipples and velvety pubic hair. I am a white male in my thirties and have never been with a black woman. I've been married for about ten years and my wife and I enjoy an adventurous sex life. She gets turned on watching x-rated movies and reading erotica as much as I do, but doesn't understand my fascination with dark skinned women.

“Okay. So how do I even start?” “Like any other conversation. Start slow. Let it simmer. You don’t go straight for the clit, right? You tease, you build it up. Do the same here. You could start with the classic ‘what are you wearing’ line, but if you want something that really works… tell a story.” “Story?” she echoed. “You mean, like, read erotica?” “No, I mean tell him something from your life. Something hot, or something that could have been hot if it’d gone just a little further. Something real—then spice it up. Let your imagination play with the memory.”

Without thinking twice, I untack the locks and open the briefcase type kit carefully. My eyes grow saucers as I see the contents of what she fondly calls her toolkit. Inside are sex toys used by women for maximum pleasure— dildos of differing sizes, vibrators, body clamps, floggers and other familiar tools I can’t name. Before I can speak another word, I feel her hands around my body, massaging me over the shirt I wear while she stands behind me. I gasp as her fingers tingle my erogenous spots, with her lips rubbing my neck as she speaks.