Latest added Erotic Stories
Wild Secret Sex with the Neighbor Girl Lucy
I still can’t believe how it happened with Lucy, the girl next door. She was twenty-one, home from university for the summer, with long wavy brown hair, sun-kissed skin, and that innocent smile that hid a completely different side. I’d lived in the house beside her family for years, always friendly hellos over the fence, but nothing more until that scorching July weekend when her parents left town for a wedding.
We Spent Hours Fucking the Babysitter and Had the Time of Our Lives
My wife and I had been married for eight years, and things in the bedroom had become predictable. We both felt it, but neither of us said it out loud until we hired Chloe as our babysitter. She was 19, a college freshman who lived a few blocks away, with long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a tight little body that she never tried to hide. Short skirts, cropped tops, the kind of confidence that made you look twice. Our kids adored her, and honestly, so did we.
I cheated on my wife with her best friend
I met her friend a few months after meeting my wife. When I met her, she didn't have a boyfriend, and later she started a relationship with a friend from her college days. When they started dating, the friend distanced herself from my wife and only went out and posted things with her boyfriend. My wife even commented on her disappointment and told me how she included her in our plans when she was single, etc. In the end, they got engaged (quite quickly after meeting) and my wife started seeing her more often, less than before, but they did see each other, and she would tell me how in love and excited she was about all the plans they had, that she had found her soulmate, and that they already had a wedding date. They got married, and, so as not to upset them, the guy, a few months later, cheated on her with a coworker.
My favorite positions
Okay, let's talk about favorite positions. Seriously. Everyone asks that, and I have my answers very clear.My absolute number one, without a doubt, is being on top. But not just any way. I'm talking about riding a real cock. I swear, I love it. It's that feeling of power, you know? That I'm in control. I set the pace, and I feel superior, in the best way. And, obviously, it has to be something substantial, otherwise what's the point? It has to completely fill me up so it doesn't come off while I'm having my moment. I love looking down and seeing his face completely lost in me.
I ate my coworker at the hospital
We entered the specialty together; she's a little younger than me—24, I'm 26. She's not exactly my body type: lightly tanned white skin, small breasts, but with hips that stand out discreetly. Her butt isn't bad at all; you can tell she used to work out. I think it was her smile, her personality, that started to catch my attention.Ever since we met, I've been teasing her, always jokingly, never to make her feel bad. It's my way of getting attention. She always fought back, then started getting closer (although I suspected she really wanted to be close to me rather than actually face me).
Sexual blackmail of the husband
My name is Kathy, I'm 26 years old, I'm divorced and for a few years I was the whore of half the city where I live, even though I was married.After discovering my betrayal with his friend, my cuckold was very cold to start a game with me, I will share this part with you.Many arguments happened and I no longer cared about being called a whore, a slut, a bitch…My husband couldn't accept my actions and even though he didn't want to separate, he decided to punish me for each one of them.
Sexual blackmail of the husband
My name is Kathy, I'm 26 years old, I'm divorced and for a few years I was the whore of half the city where I live, even though I was married.After discovering my betrayal with his friend, my cuckold was very cold to start a game with me, I will share this part with you.Many arguments happened and I no longer cared about being called a whore, a slut, a bitch…My husband couldn't accept my actions and even though he didn't want to separate, he decided to punish me for each one of them.
Arnaldo my neighbor
We finished lunch, and as soon as my father left, he didn't like that, my mother called me to the little room in the back where her mini salon was, and there we started the preparations.The theme would be wedding, so I could hope for the best.As always, she started by putting a headband on my head, so that it wouldn't get dirty or even mess up my hair, which in my case was blonde and long.And so we stayed for more than an hour, and I still hadn't seen the result, when she finished with a beautiful and huge pair of false eyelashes, which were the top of fashion at the time, my father came into the house calling for her, who ran out to meet him.
