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How I Became a SLUT! Ch. 02

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00353 515 73 20 It was more than an hour Vinod has left, but I was still not sure of what the fuck just happened. The surprising thing was that I was not feeling guilty and was looking forward to seeing him tomorrow. Why am I thing this way, this is wrong. I should not be thinking this way. I am happily married and my sex life is fine. Then why suddenly I feel to want more? My husband came home around 7:30pm. He was very tired from work. I knew he would cheer up see me naked usual in the house. i hugged him very tightly and he kissed me very passionately. i had made his favourite dish for dinner. While eating I wanted to tell him what had happened but word were not coming out of my mouth. I…

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Mother’s Boyfriend

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00353 515 73 20 It happened shortly after I turned eighteen. At the time my mother would claim she was thirtyish and think she looked twenty five. By my reckoning she was fortyish and looked about thirty. For all her advanced age she could still pull the men. I’m not by any means suggesting she was a tart. She never had more than one boyfriend at a time and she usually kept the same one for a year or so. I have to admit that with my face and figure I could also pull in the boys. If I wanted to, and I didn’t particularly want to. Boys my age seemed so juvenile and older men would expect more from me than I was prepared to give. (So did the boys, but they’re easier to manage.) My father, from what I…

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Holly’s Seductive Toes Ch. 1

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00353 515 73 20 I was a mere lad of twenty, a flop with the girls at college because of my suffocating shyness. I didn’t realize it at the time, but I was quite attractive, with wavy blond hair and bright blue eyes. I was trim, too, thanks to nightly workouts with weights and some self-created exercises I thought would kill me. Despite being smaller than any of my college buddies, I could lift more weight than any of them, thanks to my dedication to my nightly regimen. In spite of all that, I had this unreasonable idea that I was overweight and unattractive. Girls always spoke to me but ultimately lost interest due to the aforementioned shyness. So, my college days were fun in the sense of the partying and drinking with close friends, but I rarely had a girlfriend,…

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Halloween Pool Party Pt. 04

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00353 515 73 20 Monday morning I was awakened early by Miss Annie releasing the air from my plug and swiftly pulling it from my bottom. I cried out from being so crudely awakened from my slumber and that got me a quick but hard smack on my already bruised bottom. “Good morning Brenda, time to shower and get ready for a big day”, she informed me. “Thank you Mistress” I answered reaching down to try to alleviate the pain from by morning wood being punished by the spiked chastity”. Then realizing I couldn’t stop the pain there I rubbed my sore bottom as Mistress directed me to the shower. A nice warm shower would have me fresh for the days shopping. I found new shampoo, cleaner and body soap all with a lovely lilac scent. After lathering myself all over,…

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Insatiable Rob , Eric Ch. 10

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00353 515 73 20 We were talking over a few beers, out in the garden. Jay was particularly interested in marriage and relationships. Eric went to great lengths to keep things light, “Well, Rob’s been around…he doesn’t say much, but I know he’s been married for 15 years and had long-term relationships with a few different couples…and now Rob and I are the couple in the threesome…with you. And, of course, there’s our fuck-buddy, Laura.” Jay grinned, “Yeah…I’m still waiting for details there.” “Yer gonna keep waiting.” He looks back at me, “Lucky bastard…what makes that happen for ya? I don’t think Karen would ever be comfortable with that shit.” “You know…I don’t know that…luck…I’m…horny as fuck…maybe confidence…I’m confident with life and sexuality…don’t know?” Eric, “Well, I know that dick opens a few doors! It fuckin’ has a way with me!…

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Komşu Kızını Sonunda Becerdim

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00353 515 73 20 Komşu Kızını Sonunda BecerdimUzun zamadır bu siteyi takip ediyorum ve sonunda ben de bir hikayemi sizle paylaşmak istedimBen 23 yaşında normal yakışıklı sayılan birisiyim.Bizim alt katta oturan 20 yaşında komşumuzun kızı vardı.İsmi emine idi.Çok güzeldi.Onu sikmeyi o kadar istiyodum ki o günü sabırsızlıkla bekliyodum.Ve bir pazar günü ailesi gezmeye gitmişti.Bende evde tektim.Öğlen saatlerinde onun yanına indim tabi ki ailesinin evde olmadığını biliyodum.Kapıyı çaldım yine o seksi vucutuylarşıma çıktı.İçim içimi yiyordu.Başladık muhabbet etmeye havadan sudan derken kız arkadaşın var mı casino siteleri dedi.Yok dedim.tabi muhabbet ederken benim yarrak dimdik olmuştu.Bir ara emine nin gözünün benim yarağa takıldığını gördüm.dedim bu iş tamam ama ilk hareket için zaman kolluyodum dedi sana kahve yapıyım.Ben de tamam dedim.O mutfağa geçti bende arkasından takip ettim baktım mutfakta kahve yaparken amını elliyor.ben de hemen kapının arkasından çıkıp hemen arkasından geçerken benim füze gibi olmuş…

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My Very Personal Maid Ch. 2

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00353 515 73 20 They looked fetching in the new revealing underclothes. I told them that they must not use them around other people, for they had cost a pretty penny, and were totally out of the range of their means. The quickly agreed. They caught me and pulled me into bed with them. They quickly slipped my gown off and then undressed. We kissed and caressed each other. It felt so sensual to be between their lovely soft bodies. “I feel like a harem queen. Do you think the harem women made love to each other? Imagine fifty, a hundred beautiful women lying around all day, only one man to attend to their desires. They must have made love to each other. I remember an erotic picture of a harem scene, women in a pool, some holding each other.” I…

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I Got Myself a Cum Slut Pt. 04

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00353 515 73 20 I lay on the bed next to Paul thinking how the last few days have changed me, and wondering what lay in the future. I looked over at Paul and leaned over and took hold of his cock and started gently wanking him, his cock started to stir as I did this and within a couple of minutes he was fully hard. Paul moaned “mmmm that’s nice,” I continued to stroke his hard cock and let my hand drift down to his balls, rubbing them gently and feeling the weight of them in my hands, they felt very similar to my own, and as I fondled them Pauls cock twitched as though it had a life of its own. Paul was now constantly moaning and when I let my hand drift below his balls and brushed my…

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Computer Groups Ch. 02

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00353 515 73 20 Just hours ago I lost my virginity technically. I didn’t actually fuck anyone or even get fucked, but I gave my first blowjob and it was my first sexual experience with anyone other than my own hand. Up until this morning, I never considered myself anything but heterosexual. But here it is hours later, I had tasted my first cock. To make it even more taboo, it was my father’s cock. To recap, I had seemingly always fantasized about incest with my mother, sister and aunt. On this particular day my dad caught me masturbating, during which I moaned “mom”. That’s when my father introduced me to an exclusive club he co-founded. And in the process, broke down the barriers of my sexuality. (Read Chapter 1 — Computer Groups for more, it will explain what you need…

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My Fantasy Ch. 02

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00353 515 73 20 As if in a trance, I stepped into the shower with my new goddess. It was a tight fit, the two of us in that little space. Neither of us minded; it just pushed us up against each other more and more. Her skin was softer than I imagined it, if that was possible. Her hands were pressed against the glass on either side of my shoulders, effectively trapping me against the now warmed glass of the shower stall. The water was raining down her back, making her lean forward so it didn’t run down her face. She leaned in close, brushing her lips against my neck. Feather soft, I felt her tongue travel up the vein. “Silly girl,” she whispered throatily in my ear. “You thought you could pick me up like some college frat boy….