My head was hanging backwards, eyes watering, hair dangling toward the floor, as I drew in deep breaths. Then, again, I succumbed to Matteo’s rigid cock parting my lips just before I was quite ready, feeling the head lodge in my throat as my lips and chin were brushed with the trimmed hairs framing his glistening, dripping shaft. This was a first for me. I had never done such a thing. Not taking a man’s penis all the way,...

Approaching the T-intersection with its left turn signal blinking, the startled driver hit their brakes a little too hard, the traction giving out and failing to prevent the sedan from skidding on the frozen roadway at an angle into the middle of the cross street. Thankfully, no other vehicles were coming, as the driver reversed course, tires spinning and then catching again, high beams flooding the yard ahead while they...

“Fuck, I wish I had a hot piece of ass like that living across the street from me!” Rolando grabbed his dick through his shorts, thrusting his pelvis toward the window separating him and his buddies from the shapely female form Ethan had called everyone’s attention to. “Why, so you could jack off spying on her?” Corey nudged Rolando aside, pulling the curtains apart for a better look. “That’s all that would happen.” “Bull...

Skirt bunched around my waist, panty-less, hubby’s mouth slathers my clit. Fingers gripping his hair, hips pumping, I squirm, squeal, and shudder, leaking lady cum onto his tongue. Ding! “Ah, my Uber. Just in time.” I stand, wipe, and smooth my skirt, grabbing roller bag and coffee. “Tha fuck!?” The hard dick poking through hubby’s boxers will have to wait the week. “You got a sendoff blowjob last month. I only got a mout...

“I do feel myself slipping,” Russ laughed as he pulled his tongue back from being sucked into Dana’s mouth. Her hand gripping his wrist made him aware that he had slid his hand up to her breast as their make-out session intensified. “Speaking of slipping…” Russ grabbed the waistband of Dana’s leggings, looking into her face for a signal. Her eyes said to go ahead. “We should slip these off, you know, to make sure they dry...

Thwiiing. Thwiiing, thwiiing. Dana’s phone alerted her to three more incoming messages. Tapping and flicking, she popped into WhatsApp to read the latest from her besties, who were on Spring Break in Daytona Beach. Freezing ur fukkin ass off yet girl? Londa included various laugh and smile emojis. Wish you were here! Ana’s message was accompanied by a thumbnail of a pale and dark body showing lots of skin. Dana tapped on...

My eyes pop open when he shifts and sighs under me. Raising my cheek from his sticky chest, I peer at the clock. Barely thirty minutes have passed since we laid down for a nap after work, twenty or so since my spit-slicked hands caressed his cock to a spurting and gushing orgasm. I’m lying tits-down in the crusting mess, but it feels more sensually erotic than nasty. He pushes me off his chest, onto my side, and turns to...

Shortly after arriving home from work and changing into my comfy cotton pants and t-shirt, I hear the unmistakable sound of the garage door opening. He’s home! A minute later, the garage closes and I hear the inner door clunk shut. I meet him in the living room as he sets his computer bag and phone down. While we share some small talk, he re-iterates his desire to lie down to rest for a few minutes before dinner, as he ha...

Devin pumped his cock between the jack-o-lantern’s jagged teeth. Giggling, Clara pumped her cunt on the curved stem they had carefully sanded smooth and covered with a craft glove’s middle finger. As Clara’s squealing climax leaked girly juice down the gourd’s face, Devin’s howling orgasm sent cumshots spurting onto the seeds inside. Down the street, their spouses and kids were participating in the neighborhood’s carving...

“You fucking lied!” I curse him as soon as I open the door to my backyard. Panties and tee piled on the floor behind me, I have longed to let the warm Spring sun tan the Winter white out of my tits and tush. Alas, stiff wind whips raindrops cascading from the low gray sky. I slam the door and flop onto the couch. “Fucking liar!” Scowling at the website’s image of him on my phone. Still a dreamy smile, though. Armando Arro...

Joyce stood at the bed in the brightly-lit suite in the grand Dorchester Hotel, arms above her head, twirling twice as she enjoyed Winston's manly hands gliding over her hips, buttocks, and breasts. He was seated on the bed, trying to still her as she laughed teasingly. Clutching his brandy snifter with one hand, he pulled her close so that her arse nestled into his lap. As the fingers of his free hand began to cup her br...

Sonja led me and her husband Donovan into what must have been the guest bedroom, which was dark until she clicked on the desk lamp, adjusting it to a low setting. She sat beside the bed in a chair and set my bucket on the dresser, watching, expressionless, as I unbuttoned Donovan's shirt slowly, kissing his chest. I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my breasts into his wonderful bare muscular chest as his shirt fell,...

Sonja and I have known each other since we worked together at our first job out of college, but for the most part, we have only kept up with each other superficially on social media even though we don't live too far apart. Telling each other from time to time “we need to get together soon,” we have only gotten around to actually seeing each other about once per year. I have to admit having felt a bit of jealousy toward he...