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ZisurSF
1 week ago
Straight Male, 30
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Professor, Professor I Know iI´s Late, But Please Tell Me How To Change My Grade?

"Sir. are you implying that I… have sex with you?” she whispers in a low voice, hardly daring to finish the sentence. My insides are jubilant with joy.

I loosen my Trendhim tie, which is a modern classic, and move my filled glass of cognac to my mouth. I smell its natural aroma of caramel and fruit which feels pleasant in my nostrils. I take a sip of the exquisite liquor, chewing on the alcoholic liquid before swallowing it. I place the glass on my hardwood desk, heaving a relaxing sigh and registering the cognac taste still lingering on my palate. I close my eyes, lean...

Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 7 of 7

I roared like a lion in heat, and continued thrusting…

With the absolute most beautiful goddess sitting on my lap on the sofa, I watched as she slowly led me into her narrow corridor of happiness. She was a tight ass. I had completely forgotten how the narrow vaginal walls embraced and hugged my finger tightly as I sat between her legs on my patio earlier that day. My fingers were ok thick, but far from the same girth as my shaft. For that reason, it was a greater challenge t...

Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 6 of 7

She had to get up and sit on my face. Every man's dream, at least for most.

"Cheers!" she exclaimed, holding out her can of beer. I rammed mine together with hers and took a big sip. The neighbor's daughter, on the other hand, took a much bigger sip and stopped when it was almost half empty. “I'm not even mad at you anymore. I'm mad at my scumbag parents. Angry that they have the greatest distrust towards their own daughter. I don't think there are any other parents who have as extreme distrust a...

Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 5 Of 7

She blinked one eye flirtatiously as she energetically sucked on my thumb

"FUCK!" "Good evening, dear neighbour," it sounded from a deep, warm and friendly voice. It was the father from the rental summer house next door. He stood right up against the front door, and was about to tumble in when I opened it, while the daughter, the deranged harlot, stood carefully in the background. She was nervous, and stood just so far away that my outdoor light could barely pick up her figure, and hid cunningl...

Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 4 of 7

"If I'm going to do something for you, then you have to do something for me too," I said firmly.

“What the hell are you doing here?” the accusation came out of me. It was her, the damned bitch. I scanned her with my sight and liked what I saw. She wore thigh-short jogging pants, which gave full access to her short and golden legs. It tickled pleasantly in the crotch when my vision reached the full and sexy thighs that emphasized the wide hips, but also the narrow waist of her. At the same time, she was wearing a dark...

Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 3 of 7

"I want more," she pleaded, and began to push my head down before I had reached the other breast.

Her panties were damp, and the little clitoral gem was trying to dig its way up through the fabric, to break out of its tight prison. I placed my thumb on the outside of the cobalt blue fabric and gently stroked it up and down. It made her sigh and curl her toes. I reached for the joint with my other hand, which she kindly handed over without a hitch. I took a puff and blew the smoke into her face. She shook her head with...

Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 2 of 7

My gaze was sucked down between her legs, and down to the panties that were in the way. I licked my lips and took a deep solid breath.

The next day I woke up late in the morning, around eleven o'clock, and I was completely shattered. The festivities and the strong tobacco medicine from the night before had completely knocked me out. I lay in bed for a long time before I managed to fight my way out of the bedroom like an old and limping pensioner. I immediately opened the garden door so that the irresistible heat wave inside could escape. The fans were tu...

Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 1 of 7

"I wonder if the little treat is sunbathing?" My imagination played tricks on me

The Danish summer season this year was absolutely perfect, with high temperatures, blue skies, and only a few clouds. I could sit out on my lovely little terrace in the summer house for most of the day and enjoy both life and freedom. The garden wasn't huge, but you couldn't tell. My lazy approach to the maintenance of the garden had given Mother Earth ample opportunity to transform the small, limited area into a wild for...

Fuck you, Mom! - Part 3 out of 3

"Take me as if I was mother,"

"Shhh, save those feelings for a little while longer; I want you to take full advantage of them when you have to get revenge on Mom," Mathilde whispered, putting a flabby index finger to my lips to calm and put a damper on my growing frustrations over her behavior. I only became more enraged, but when she purposefully placed her hands on the top of my rib cage and began to caress them calmly up to my neck, it calmed my te...

Fuck You, Mom! - Part 2 of 3

Daddy does naughty things to Mathilde

Fuck you, Mom! - Part 2 of 3 My stepdaughter Mathilde and I stared deeply into each other's eyes. They were filled with all sorts of mixed emotions. Disappointment, failure, jealousy, anger, love, and an inner thirst for revenge. We loved each other, and there was no doubt about that. She sat astride me, with her nightgown open and her hands on my shoulders. Silently, we communicated, and both agreed that the path we were...

A few weeks ago, the wife and I got divorced. We had been together for a good thirteen years. It came very much out of the blue. I had just come home from my usual job as a sanitation worker. Yes, a garbage collector was also the most prestigious job one could ever wish for. So what? The pay, however, was worth it. It was a tough job but a well-paid one, especially if you took extra garbage routes. But enough about that....

Dad gets to do everything with me - Part 3 of 3

I felt the soft cock head dig down my labia and into my smoldering hole

I placed my lips on Dad's hairy skin by his chest, kissing my way to his one brown-pigmented nipple. The taste was slightly salty due to the thin morning sweat covering the skin. I boxed the nipple with my wet tongue and quickly headed for the other while my hand fumbled around the outside of the silky boxer shorts simultaneously. Dad moaned softly, writhing in lust at my physical love. I backed down toward his long body...

Almost two weeks had passed. Everything had changed since the day I'd lain with Dad and watched John Wick on the living room couch, where we had the naughty and nerve-wracking hot moment with each other. Since that day, we hadn´t lain beside each other while watching television in the living room as a family. I don´t know why. But Dad had intentionally lain down, so I couldn't snuggle up to him. In addition, there had als...

Dad gets to do everything with me - Part 1 of 3

The forbidden love between father and daughter

Growing up, I´ve always had a very close bond with my father and received lots of hugs and kisses. I loved him with all my heart, and that hadn´t changed in any way, even though I've gotten older. I´ve always snuggled close to him when we sat together watching TV and being in his warm and reassuring company. I´ve done that for as long as I can remember. Now that I was eighteen, it was unfortunately not acceptable to be cl...

An Intense Experience In The Office - Part 2 Of 2

Alone in the office with my assistant

"Oh damn, you are tight down there!" I exclaimed in rapture and had difficulty believing that my cock had been invited inside Sara's magical cave. It wasn't just any magical cave, no, no. It was a cave that could better be described as God's paradise. I was so highly welcomed by her wonderfully narrow vaginal walls that I was beginning to doubt whether I could fit into the narrow entrance at all. "Wow!" I moaned when Sara...