While Sara rode my boyfriend's hard cock, I rummaged through the nightstand for my next toy. My heart raced as I pulled out a strap-on that used to drive her insane. Our eyes locked as she caught sight of the sleek, thick, midnight black dildo that would soon be penetrating her, but not in the way she was used to. I secured it around my hips with practiced ease, relishing the rush of power it gave me. My boyfriend's face...

Helen's emotions were in turmoil. She dreamed she had sneaked into the spare room and Daddy's bed and made him fuck her. It had been vivid. So vivid she felt his massive cock stretching her tight, wet cunt as he entered her. When she awoke from the dream, she was in her own bed, snuggled against Simon, but her father was standing in her bedroom doorway, confusing her further. The dream memory of when her arse had pulsed a...

Thomas and Tessa had been dating and fucking for about a month. On the Saturday before Thanksgiving, we were at the kitchen table chatting about the similarities and differences between their relationship and ours when we were in high school. “I was surprised at first that Thomas and Tessa got together,” I said. “But now I see it, he is crazy about her.” “And she is crazy about him,” Steve replied. “They grew up together,...

The hands on my waist slid down over my belly toward my now dripping pussy and began to tweak my lady bean. My hand reached for the bulge that was grinding into my mound. It was a unique feeling having a big bulge on both sides that I was causing. I felt so sexy. Soon pants and underwear were being torn off and one of them sat on the couch with his legs spread with his cock at attention. "Why don't you suck him?" I think...

John: I was dismayed to receive a picture of genitalia in response to my text asking when Kim would get home. I probably should have insisted to go with her into Greg’s house when we went to pick up her car. But, I guess, that is where our life is now; we have an open marriage of sorts, and she has tacit approval to fuck Greg, as I have the same with Carol. Still, it seemed a bit callous of her. Of course, if they were mi...

The ritual's formalities had come to an end. With each passing moment, the tension only grew stronger, signaling that the next phase would be even more sensual and primal, solidifying her bond with the village men. This step was more than symbolic; it signified her deepening connection and pivotal role within the community. The horizon was painted in rich shades of orange and purple as day transitioned into evening. The d...

“Hi, Honey! I’m home!” I called to my husband as I stood in the open doorway in nothing but white stockings and a matching garter. My lover’s cum was dripping down my thighs and my face must have had what could only be described as that of a woman who had recently been well and truly fucked. I stepped inside, tossed the rest of my clothes aside, and closed the door before reaching between my legs and scooping up a dollop...

I feel like I don’t have to want more, be more, accomplish more, or own more. I don't have to prove how smart I am. I know I'm just pretty and sexy and happy, but I think maybe that's enough. Let me tell you a story, and see if you agree. I woke up this morning with my beautiful husband's left arm wrapped around me. I stirred when Bobby started squeezing my boobs. I've heard mean girls tell me that is just a man copping a...