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Hot oil massage
My boyfriend and I are very open in our relationship; he loves to watch me do my live cam shows, and says that he feels like a secret spy, peeking behind the curtains of an xxx show. You could say we are a very unique couple, we always try new things, and we never run out of ideas. A few days ago, I came home, and found him watching a porn video, one of those massage oil things. The chick was a busty redhead, and she looked like she was enjoying herself. “Do you like what you see darling?” “I do, it’s just, I’d prefer the hot blonde I always spy on, and you know the one from the live cams.” I laughed and said “Well if you mean me, then let’s give this a try, the girl does look like she enjoys it, and a massage is always welcome, especially if it ends with hot sex.” I took off my dress, and my lingerie and I laid back on the bed waiting anxiously for the softcore sex that was about to happen. He went in the bathroom and grabbed the lavender scented oil.
He gave me a passionate kiss, and then poured oil all over my body. He starter massaging my busty tits and shoulders, and I could feel my nipples get hard, and my pussy wet. I was longing for him to work his way down to my pussy and already lusting for his hard cock inside of me. He was massaging my boobs, slowing going down to my tummy, and I was already sure this one is going to end up with a squirt. By the time he got to my pussy I was so fucking wet, I couldn’t wait, but he took his time to slide his fingers between my lips, massaging them up and down, then he played with my clit, circle motions that made me vibe with pleasure. I am still amazed how after so many years we’re still a couple that fucks a lot and tries this kind of stuff. My freshly shaved pussy felt so good, his soft fingers dancing around were making this softcore sex amazing. Thing got even sexier when he started putting his fingers inside me, one finger at the time, moving slowly and playing with my clit. His other hand was on my busty boobs, playing with my hard nipple. The fingering got more intense, and I felt like I was about to cum, but I wanted him inside me, so I asked him to fuck me. The softcore sex felt amazing, I was vibrating with pleasure, and his hands all over my body felt so fucking good. I finished with a huge squirt, my shaved pussy dripping all over and he came right after.
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Threesome with my best friend
We got pretty drunk so Alessa started telling the story about us experimenting with each other, learning how to kiss and all that stuff most girls do, I think. “Oh, but for me it wasn’t just an experiment, I went full on lesbian” said Alessa. I could see my boyfriend was already intrigued, as most guys are when it comes to these types of stories, so I asked her to tell us all about it. “I dated a chick for like…a year or so, and she loved me, but that must have been because I made her squirt.” My boyfriend seized the opportunity and went on and on about how he always wanted a threesome with a couple of lesbians, and how hot would that be. Alessa was drunk and ready for it, my boyfriend was excited, and even thou we were the couple and the third person was my best friend, so we went for it. I always liked Alessa anyway she’s hot and she had a lot of experience, so why not go for it, right?
While my boyfriend went to get some condoms, Alessa started kissing me. Her lips were very soft, and the kiss was very hot and passionate, it felt like my tongue was dancing with hers. My boyfriend joined the party; he first kissed me, then Alessa. I could see he was already hard, so I reached for his cock, and started giving him a blowjob. Alessa liked my initiative and she joined me. We were both licking his cock, and our tongues met at the tip. He was really enjoying it, so the blowjob went on for a while, and then Alessa got to doing what she knew best, she put her head between my legs and started eating me up. It probably was one of the best oral sex I’ve ever gotten, I could barely focus on the blowjob, and I was really wet. My boyfriend asked Alessa if he could have a taste, so she put her pussy on his face, while I took a condom, and after putting it on with my mouth I started fucking him. He was licking Alessa’s pussy while touching my busty boobs. Then me and Alessa traded places. The whole threesome thing felt really good, and I wanted to repay Alessa for that wonderful job she did on my pussy, so I asked my boyfriend to fuck me from behind, while I had my first lesbian experience, pussy eating to be more specific, since you can call it lesbian experience while a boy fucks you from behind. Alessa was in awe, she was enjoying herslf, moaning and reaching for my busty tits to fondle them, and my boyfriend said “Good girls” and kept on fucking me harder and harder, until he came. I kept on eating her up, while my boyfriend was licking and fingering my pussy, and Alessa said moaning “I’ve always wanted a cumshot on my face, so how about another blowjob?” Needless to say he was very pleased with the idea and went for it, and I was really enjoying her creamy pussy, so after I gained a bit of experience, I put my fingers inside her, and licked her pussy until she came, and after she got her cumshot wish, they both dedicated their full attention to making me cum. He was eating me up and fingering me, whilst she was French kissing me and fondling my busty boobs. That was my first squirt ever, and I must say, one of the best sexual experiences ever. It may have started a bit weird, but it was a night of squirts, cumshots, and lots of orgasms
Romantic dinner, erotic night
The night was going to be a special one, romantic dinner, delicious food and fine wine, that sort of thing, you know? I spent quite a while getting ready. I did my hair, painted my lips red, slipped on my red lace bra, and matching garter belt with red stockings and put on a silk dress. I was ready to go, I put on my high heels and headed out, picturing how perfect the night was going to be, but the night turned even better, it was a night of pleasure and unforgettable soft-core sex. As soon as I got out, a black limousine was waiting for me, and a gentleman opened the door. My date was wearing a very elegant costume and the night was already promising to be epic. He complemented my look, then he kissed me softly on the lips and we headed for his hotel suite.
When we got there, everything looked delightful. There was a huge bed, and a nice table, set for two, with candles and wine glasses. We sat across from each other. He poured two glasses of red wine, then whispered “I hope you will enjoy it, I picked it especially for you, and I see it matches you lingerie.” We talked a lot, and during the whole dinner and after that he whispered in my ear “I am going to give you a night you’ll never forget. “ His voice was warm and sensual. I nodded and he took my hand to kiss it gently, then we headed for the bed. He started kissing me, slipping his tongue inside my mouth with his hands on my waist, then his hand reached further down and he lifted my skirt, caressing my leg. “I love your lingerie, it’s so kinky” he said, the he unzipped my dress, and took a step back to look at me: “God, you’re so fucking perfect”. I got up and touched his erect penis and reached inside his pants then I said “Let me show you what kinky really means”. He sat down on the bed, I unzipped his pants and took out his cock, and then I smiled at him and started sucking and licking on his hard cock, giving him a very sensual blowjob. He moaned and touched my hair, then he took off my panties and started eating me up. I was wet and horny and I asked him to kiss me and put his cock inside my shaved pussy. He put his hard cock inside of me, kissing me and putting his hand under the bra, taking off my lingerie. As he fucked me harder and harder, I kept on moaning, trying not to scratch his back. The sex was softcore and sensual, romantic and beautiful, but I could not help but ask him for a cumshot on my busty tits. I still love sexy lingerie and I like it when a man cooks for me before eating up my shaved pussy.
Hot lesbian action
Cliché as it may be, I was 19, and a college student, I was getting close to none sleep because of all the parties, obviously and somehow, through all of this partying around I ended up at some friend’s house where there was a very interesting party. All the rooms filled up with teen people sitting wherever they found a spot, beds, couches, chairs, pillows on the floor, basically everywhere. I found a spot near the only person I knew at that party, my friend, who was now making up with his girlfriend, as was everyone around there, you were either part of a couple or looking to be one. I was looking around, kind of ashamed because of the entire teen make out sessions going on around me, when a girl came in the room. She had short hair boy-like clothing and a very self-confident attitude; all the girls seemed to pay attention to her like she was some kind of lesbian goddess or something. But for me, it wasn’t her who made me become attracted to women, even thou she tried, and I found out later she wanted to turn every chick she meets into a lesbian, weird and a story for another time, maybe.
I carefully found my way out of the sea of teen couples and drunken people looking to hook up and I remember wishing for a hot guy to come and take me away from there. I ended up in the kitchen, looking for something to drink, when this amazing girl, who looked like she didn’t belong there, or on earth for that matter, came to me and offered me a drink, then asked if I want to get out of here, which was like music to my ears. While we were getting out, some drunken guy yelled at the tomboy lesbian “Hey, A is taking your hot blonde!” I was thinking “What? I surely don’t want to be in one of those lesbian couples?” but I couldn’t seem to be able to pull away from that chick. She had black hair, she was thin but her boobs were big and her eyes were a hazel you could lose yourself in forever. She was leaving a few buildings over, we walked in silence, until she asked me if I want a smoke, and I took it. We got to her place, she turned on a lamp, and all I could see was the ashtray, her bed, and a bookshelf, the rest was pitch dark, and it would turn out to be pitch perfect too. Her laptop was on, and there was an entire Placebo playlist on. To this day I can’t listen to Placebo without reliving that night. She brought two glasses of wine, a pack of cigarettes, and after taking a sip from her wine she put her hand on my face and leaned over to kiss me. Her lips were the softest you can imagine, and her kiss was so delicate and sensual I couldn’t pull away and I almost felt sad when she stopped to take another sip of her wine and smoke. Here I was, a straight girl, looking at a lesbian, getting aroused by the image of the smoke coming out of her sensual mouth and seriously considering watching amateur lesbian porn to learn more about what I can do to please her. But I soon found out I was becoming the amateur, she leaned over again, kissed me harder, then with a soft and sensual touch she let her hand fall down my neck, and a second later she was fondling my boobs. I couldn’t help but follow, but as soon as I touched her boobs she took my hand and started sucking on my finger, then she licked my lips with the tip of her tongue and started undressing me, kissing every inch of skin she was uncovering. When she got to my boobs, she kissed them all over, then she rolled her tongue around my nipples, sucked on them, then she slowly kissed her way down to my pants. She lift he head as if looking for approval, I was all wet and aroused, and I smiled as she went on and took off my pants. She took of my panties, and I heard the first words she uttered “Umm, shaved, and a little landing strip, delicious” and she bended over, licking my clit and putting her fingers inside my pussy. I was moaning like a mad person, struggling not to tremble at every touch of her tongue and lips on my pussy. She kept going, sucking and licking and fingering and I ran my hands down her black hair, clenching my thighs as if feeling guilty for giving in to the pleasure. After I came, she lift her head, dragged her fingers over her lips and the corners of her mouth, then she licked them off. “Not bad, you amateur blonde” she said. We smoked a lot that night, listening to Placebo, drinking wine and talking about all kinds of stuff. In the morning after she woke up I asked “What do you want to have for breakfast?” She said “How about creampie?” and pulled me over. After I left her apartment that was it, I never heard from her again.
First time public sex
The night was young, and we had just left the club, walking down a dark alley, with pretty little houses and fierce fences made of metal bars. We were holding hands, and stopping from time to time to kiss, and then walk further down the alley. Suddenly he pushed me against the fence, and started kissing me passionately, running his hands down my neck, licking it softly, then grabbing my boobs, teasing my already erect nipples. It felt like we were a couple of spies on a secret sex mission, or some sort of porn movie, either way, things were about to get even hotter, and I was about to get some action. He put his hands down my skirt and ripped off my panties, then he kneeled down before me, head between my legs and his hands under my blouse, on my big boobs.
I put my legs around his neck, one hand on his head, and one hand holding on to the metal bar of the fence.
He was eating my pussy, sucking on my clit and fingering me while I was aroused and wet, struggling to hold in my moaning, and pushing his head further in.
My busty boobs were trembling under his manly hands, and my lingerie was torn and wet. I pulled him from between my legs and I whispered in his ear: “Now I’m gonna take care of you!” I grabbed him by his wrists and struggled to turn him with his back leaned against the fence and took off his belt, opened up his zipped and reached for his already hard cock.
He deserved every second of that blowjob, for eating me up that good, and I enjoyed every second of it, the adrenaline, the taste of his erect cock, and the glazing look in his eyes while I was pleasuring him. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and dragged me up. “A blowjob is very pleasing, indeed, especially when you look me in the eyes while you suck me off, but I want to be inside you, I want to hear you moaning in my ear as I fuck you.” Then without waiting for an answer, or any kind of reaction at all for that matter, he shoved his big cock inside my pussy, and I put my legs around him again, with my lingerie hanging from my shoes, and my hands all around him. As much as I tried not to make too much noise, his hard cock inside me and that fucking way of teasing me he had, they were driving me mad, making me hot and wet, and I kept on moaning softly and biting my lips, while he whispered in my ear “You are going to get us caught!
I laughed and put my tongue in his mouth, kissed him passionately then whispered “Just fuck me, so what if everyone sees? We’re not one of those boring couples” He grabbed my busty boobs and started fucking me even harder, making it very hard not to be noisy, especially when he slowed down, taking his cock out of me, leaving a small part of the tip inside, then he would look me in the eye and push his hard cock all the way inside me. As he kept shoving his cock inside me, I kept on moaning and touching him all over his godly body, I reached out for his ass, and spanked him. He shrouded a surprised yet pleased moan, and then he pulled out of me and grabbed my ass whispering: “So that’s how you want it? Fine! “He turned me over, my back against him, my face against the metal bars of the fence, he bent me over, spanked my ass and he bended over me, liking my neck and then my ear, “You like this, don’t you? “ And the next words that came out of my mouth were “Oh God, Oh, God, Oh, God, Don’t Stop!” His cock was even harder and he kept fucking me, making my whole body tremble with pleasure. He was holding on to my busty boobs while shoving his cock deeper and harder every time, and I held on to those metal bars so hard I had signs on my hands when I got home. He turned me over, apologized for interrupting my moaning, and then he put me in his lap, shoving his cock inside my wet pussy again. “I want you to look my in the eyes when you come” he said, then he grabbed me in his arms, and started to fuck me again, kissing me passionately all over my lips, neck and ears, biting my earlobe and sucking my tongue. After moaning and trembling all over my body, with nipples hard as rock and a very wet pussy, I looked him in the eyes and said “I’m going to cum. cum with me, cum inside me. Please cum inside me” He looked at me with that glazing expression of his that I love and know too well, and no words needed to be uttered, he held me tight in his arms and we both cum at the same time. My hot cum, and his cum were dripping from inside my pussy onto my leg. I took off my ripped lingerie and I wiped myself clean with it. He took it from my hand and said “No I want to keep it, you smell so good when you naughty”.
That concludes my first time in public, since then we had many of those, but that I’ll definitely remember forever.
Sex By the Fire
I moaned, turning my slight smile toward the fire. I ran my other hand through his hair, dragging my neat and trim manicure across his scalp and down the nape of his neck. He nipped harder in response, sending a ripple of electricity directly between my legs, which were spread wide as Seth massaged my most sensitive parts.
My body relaxed at the same time it rose with every stroke from Seth’s confident hands. I turned my head and kissed him, full and deep, as his fingers slid back and forth over my slick clit. When they slid inside, just as full and deep as their kiss, my back arched to draw him in deeper.
It was getting harder to breathe, as Seth quickened his stroke. I wanted to enjoy it, every last moment, remaining as relaxed as possible to savor the rise, to float on the edge of the cliff before diving off in a rush of pleasure. I stretched my arms above my head, letting out a little moan. Reaching forward, I pulled Seth toward me for another lingering kiss.
My mouth open like my pussy, I wanted more of him inside me. His tongue exploring, just like his fingers probed and stroked below. My hips rocked in time with his movement, his fingers slick with my juices plunged deeper and deeper with each push. Warmth spread and I felt myself on the edge, knowing I was going over, but drawing every last second I could in this nether world between arousal and climax. It was my favorite part - if I was being honest - this moment before orgasm when the world fell away and I was in a state of unparalleled bliss.
Seth murmured in my ear as I cried out. I couldn’t make out what he said and it didn’t matter because I simply didn’t care. The waves of pleasure rolled through me, making my body limper and limper as I lay on the pillows scattered about the floor. As my rapid breathing eased, Seth’s lips whispered against the skin of my tummy, trailing kisses from my belly button to my lips.
Still on my back, Seth slid his muscular frame on top of me, placing his chiseled forearms above my shoulders to allow himself to look down at my pale face. It was intimate. He could see my half-lidded eyes look down for his cock, my slight smile as I took its weight in my hands, feeling its length and squeezing its girth, before guiding him gently to my slick, wet cunt. One smooth push and he was deep inside, my pussy gripping his member as he carefully drew it from me.
Like me, he wanted to savor each push, withdrawing almost completely before sliding his cock back in. I dragged my fingernails down his back and up his ribcage, my touch light but alighting the nerves in his skin. The fire kept them warm, stopping the cold, moonlit night from entering their cozy den.
I felt his body stiffening; his breath on my neck coming faster and hotter. I wrapped my long dancer’s legs around his waist, squeezing him. He reached down and grabbed my thigh, pulling me toward him as his thrusts became more violent. A lock of blonde hair fell out of place and dangled across his forehead. Something between a moan and a sigh, the grip of his fingers in my leg, told me he found the same spot he brought me to only a few minutes before. I brushed the hair from his eyes, kissing his lips, his ear, his neck as his orgasm ended and his body relaxed into mine.
“Hey,” I said, gingerly climbing on to the bed and laying my head on the pillow next to his. He was so beautiful - jet-black hair, slightly longish so it fell across his forehead; tanned skin and a wide smile that still made my heart melt. I placed my hand gently on his cheek.
His brow furrowed slightly above his deep blue eyes. “Are you okay?”
I nodded. Ethan let the silence linger. “It was really good,” I said.
I sighed. “He didn’t care about me,” I said. “I didn’t realize how much of a difference that made.”
Ethan smiled and pulled me onto his chest, embracing my. “He didn’t hurt you, did he?” he asked quietly, kissing the top of my head.
“No more than was necessary,” she said, lifting my head to show him I was smiling, and planting a full kiss on his lips. “What about me?”
Ethan shrugged. “A little vanilla, by our standards,” he winked.
I laughed. “Really?”
I kissed him again, and embracing me he rolled me on to my back, sliding his hand up my body to my face. I felt his body tightening and I noticed he was still naked under the sheets. His touch, the way his body pressed into mine made my desire start to climb and I was soon pulling and grabbing at his body as much as he was at mine. Running his hands over my naked body, he felt the tender skin of my ass. “Honey …,” he said. “My favorite part,” he giggled. His face turned serious. “Did he fuck you this time?”
I shook my head. “No.”
“Good,” he said, rolling off my. “Get the lube out of my suitcase.”
I climbed out of the bed and did as I was told, as Ethan slid to the end of the bed and sat on the corner, leaning back on his elbows. I handed him the bottle of lubricant before sinking to my knees in front of him. I grabbed his cock in my hand and firmly stroked him into full erection. With a smile, I licked a drip of liquid from the tip.
After fully slicking up his cock, I turned my back to him and slowly lowered myself onto his staff, feeling it stretch my ass like a very intimate massage. It slid easily, and my body responded to its familiarity, relaxing and pulling him further inside. Ethan wrapped his arms around me, his hands running up and down my inner thigh and cupping my breast. I placed my hand over his and guided it to my cunt, and his fingers played with my wet clit.
The night before flashed through my mind - the pain, the pleasure, the fear, the exhilaration. The safety and comfort of being back in Ethan’s arms. My orgasm came fast, and I laid my head back on his shoulder as I let it wash over me. His grip tightened on my hip and he ground his cock into my ass as his orgasm followed mine.
I turned my head to kiss his cheek. “Your face smells like pussy,” I said.
He grinned. “You have cum in your hair.”
Band Fan Fantasy
That event turned out to be the first of many collaborations, but the only one to which they invited the public.
Now I felt my irritation growing in the heat, with my faded T-shirt sticking to my back. We were in the middle of nowhere, really, a dusty Midwest town in the midst of the annual summer tour. I wasn’t sure why I decided to meet up with the band.
Until the lights on the stage came up, the music started and David plucked the first few chords on his guitar. I felt a tremor run through my body and I smiled as the crowd cheered. Already I could see the sweat soaking through his black shirt, sticking to the contours of his muscular upper body. It was something in his stance, the way he stood confidently on that stage, that made me want to drop to my knees in front of him.
I made my way through the crowd until I was close to the stage, once again just one of the fans. David grinned the full show like he always did, playing each gig like it was his first one and his last one. It was in the way he moved, the subtle way his hips swayed. Or maybe it was his stocky build and the web of black ink spiraling up his arm. If I could pinpoint exactly what it was, then probably everyone would have it.
After the music died and the crowd began to filter out, I made my way backstage, flashing my lanyard at the guard. I watched for a few seconds as David put his guitar into its case, snapping it closed. He turned around when he felt my gaze upon him.
“Hey, sugar,” he said, dropping a kiss on my lips and he wrapped his arms around my.
“Oohh, you’re sweaty,” I giggled.
“I could say the same thing to you,” he said, nuzzling my neck. He propped me back on my feet and grabbed a backpack from a nearby chair. He pulled on a water bottle until it was empty, leaving it on a side table as they walked out, David’s thick arm around my shoulders.
“Where are we off to?” he asked as they walked into the fragrant scent of the night air.
“The hotel is a block away,” I said.
David grinned. “You don’t want to go out? Have some dinner, see a movie, tour the sights of … wherever the hell we are?”
I shook my head, tendrils of hair falling from my messy ponytail. “Nope.”
In the hotel’s lobby, we were met by its owner, with bad news. He couldn’t get the air conditioner working, so it was hot. Opening a window was about all the advice he could offer as he gave us a portable fan.
It was a clear, moonlit night, casting a silvery light over all. Once the fan was running, the air was still warm but moving at least. David peeled off his shirt, dropping it on the floor. I slipped my arms around his body and, standing on my toes, pressed my lips to his. Slowly, his mouth opened and their tongues slipped past one another. David moaned slightly as he cupped my head in his hands. “God, it’s almost too hot for this,” he said.
I raised an eyebrow, a glint in my green eyes. I ran my hands over his chest, the coarse hair damp, and pulled open his belt. I slid my hand inside his boxer shorts and pulled his cock free. Despite his protestations, he was firm and growing harder as I stroked. I sank to my knees, just like I fantasized earlier, and ran my tongue around the tip of his cock. I looked up at him, innocence feigned in my eyes, before most of his thick member disappeared behind my lips.
As I sucked, and licked, and stroked, David pulled my hair free from its ponytail, tangling his fingers in its thickness. With handfuls of my hair, he pulled me up from my knees and kissed me, pushing his tongue into the place where his cock has just been. “Still think it’s too hot out?” I asked.
David smiled and spun my around toward the bed, giving my tight, denim ass a smack. “Get naked,” David commanded, as he stepped out of his jeans. I pulled off my damp T-shirt and faded, ripped jeans as I climbed on the bed. Beads of sweat ran down my neck and between my small breasts as David pulled my knees apart, sliding a hand up my inner thigh as he buried his face in my pussy.
I purred as my back arched, blissfully enjoying the feel of David’s hot tongue on the folds of my cunt. I felt warmth and wetness rush between my legs. My body was relaxed and yielding as David slid first one, then two fingers inside me, massaging as his tongue flicked and sucked at my clit. “Oh, god …” my hand found David’s free one, which was wrapped around my thigh, and clutched it, digging my nails into the back of his hand.
My other hand slid above my head, getting lost in the crisp white sheets. I scratched at the sheets and the pillows as David pulled me closer and closer to climax. Hair matted against my forehead in the heat, I cared not what I looked like as my pleasure reached its peak and exploded, bliss flooding through my veins and David continued to milk every drop from my body.
David pulled back as I landed on my back on the bed. He looked at me for a few seconds, then grabbed me behind the knees and pulled me toward him, my legs spread and my sex wet and glistening. I reached for him, and he grabbed my hands, pulling me off the bed and onto his lap. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as David slid his thick, hard cock into my slick pussy.
Our lips met as our bodies did, David moaning against my mouth. One strong arm wrapped around my waist, while his other hand gripped my ass. I wrapped my legs around him.
We felt the heat now. The air barely moved, despite the fan whirring in the background. Drops of sweat ran from our pores, finding little rivers in the creases and folds of our bodies. I felt lightheaded, gripping David to keep me grounded in the room. We kissed, licking salty sweat from our skin. David squeezed my ass, making me jump from the sting as he slapped it.
I could feel him getting close - his breathing became ragged, his fingers pinched my flesh and he pulled me into him. He grabbed a handful of hair, slammed his cock into my hot, wet pussy as the lines of pain and pleasure blurred into ecstasy. David came, his seed spilling into my body, his breath hot on my neck. My arms and legs squeezed David as the pounding of his heart slowed and he relaxed, his chest heaving from the pleasure and the effort as he laid back on the bed, his head nearly hanging off the foot. I sat on him, his cock still inside my, as I caught my breath too.
“Ok, maybe it wasn’t too hot for that,” David said, giggling, as the fan passed our direction, fluttering my hair in the faint breeze.