i desperatly want to fuck my gfs best friend, we almost did a few years ago before i met my gf. me my gf and her are gonna hang out and watch movies tonight. should i try something? i know my gf will go to bed first, she has to wakeup early tomorrow

Well the baby steps are slowly paying off. My wife came home at two in the morning to confess to me. She gave the guy she's been hanging out with a topless hand job. Letting him cum all over her tits. Sadly I did not get any pictures of it. She did admit it was fun and exciting. Hoping things will progress even more shortly.

 I sit here at my New Years celebrations with my in-laws, very smug/proud of myself. I've actually had sex with 3 of my wife's sisters before I met her and I never knew that any of them were related until I was dating my wife for about 9 months.

The first sister, F, is small , 5'3''', straight blonde hair and she was a firecracker in bed, anything goes. We dated for 5 weeks when she moved away to university. It was the college life she loved. She's still having fun and she's single.

Then came a 2 week fling with sister number 2, H. She is 5'6" she has curly brown hair and she was hard work to try to get anything off of her. I eventually got her to suck my dick but I had to promise I wouldn't cum in her mouth.........I lied........ She hardly had any of my dick in her mouth and I didn't force her to take more. It definitely wasn't the best BJ I've gotten but I wasn't too upset. I could feel myself about to cum, so I did what I promised...to myself...I almost pulled out of her mouth, she released her grip on the shaft of my dick, and with that I caught the back of her head and forced my dick back her throat. Her eyes widened with the shock of it. I could hear her gasping of breath as I released her head a small bit and in her mid-breath I'd catch her head and try to get her lips to the length of my shaft. I released her head a bit and this time I gave her very little time to catch her breath. She exhaled and was just about to inhale when I cought her head and down her throat went my dick, her red lips at the end of my shaft. I has about to cum. 2 more thrusts and I filled her mouth and throat. I can still see her eyes, with that shocked look on them when the first load filled her mouth. Then the real exciting part for me was seeing her gaging on my cum. She even  had cum coming out of her nose. That was hot. I told her that I didn't know I was about to cum.

Needless to say she didn't stay with me much longer. Sex with her wasn't great, needless to say, i didn't get another BJ off her. She eventually left me for her long time BF. They were on a break when I met H and they decided to try again. They're married and still together.

Sister 3 was a one night stand. We were both with a group of friends. I was going to a watch a game with 4 buddies and she was at a Bachelorette. K is 5'10", curly blonde hair and she's also, like F, willing to do anything. We met at the bar trying to get drinks, got chatting and one thing led to another went up to my room had fun and went back down to our separate set of friends, never to meet again.

Next I met my wife, C. She's 5'8" with straight blonde hair. She, like F and K, also likes to go wild. I was dating C for about 5 months when we were invited to her sisters house for dinner. I walked in and was greeted at the door by none other that H and her fiance. Well you should see H's facial expression change. She almost died. I was introduced to H and her man, and I pretended that it was the first time meeting because H didn't acknowledge that we were friends. I was brought into their kitchen and was introduced to another of C and H's sisters and her boyfriend of 3 years. Well ....shock number 2.... it was K. She too, like H wanted the ground to swallow her. At least H was on a break, but K was in a relationship, she cheated on her fellow. I could see why nothing was said about us hooking up. It was about 2 more months after my first introduction to some of he family that I was introduced, to my shock, to F. F didn't hesitate to acknowledge that we dated for a bit. Herself and C had a laugh, and still does, about me hooking up with 2 sisters. K and myself had  a laugh in private about our hook-up but H never wants to talk about it. 

The funny thing is, non of them look alike. Tall, short, curly, straight, brown and blonde, but their body's has the similarities. All of them has very,  very pail areola. My wife and H has huge nipples while F has tiny ones. K has the wierdest looking boobs. She has puffy nipples but when you get a chance to play with them the puffiness gets hard and the complete tip of her boobs get hard. Then they have the biggest floppiest pussy lips I've seen. F's are long and floppy. With her ordinary panties, with all the walking and day to day activities, they'd make their way out from inside. This would also happen to my wife. Hers wouldn't be as long but she'd also have problems with her lips slipping out of her knickers. There was a time when we'd be walking down a street when she'd have to pull at herself to try to get them back into her panties because it was pinching her lips. She ended up wearing nothing but G-strings and just place her lips on either side and just let them hang ( I love watching her get ready,). K had slightly bigger outer lips but her inner ones would still hang out while H's outer lips took over. They are fat. I remember that I was able to get her pussy soaking wet inside but trying to get her fat outer lips were took some time. My wife, F and K aren't afraid to show off the hidden assets. More times than not, the 3 of them would be walking around with cameltoes and C aand F would also have nipple pokies. Only the odd time would you see H flashing hers.

I'm here just thinking......Man I'm lucky.

I confess that when I was 18, I fucked my uncle and cousin on my aunts bed to get revenge.

I'd recently found out that i was pregnant and was having a hard time. My EX took off as soon as he heard I missed a period. My uncle was always really cool, and had taken me shopping to get some things I needed. When we got back, my aunt had all kinds of a bitch fit because he had taken me shopping alone.

As she yelled and screamed, my uncle said he was taking me home. She threw another fit about him driving me around, and my uncle told her that no matter what she said, he was driving me home.

"It's hot out, and she just found out that she's pregnant."

"So what? God only knows who it belongs to!"

My aunt had never liked me. She never left an opportunity pass to berate me, and with my hormone levels at the time, I went off the deep end.

My uncle got me away from her as soon as he saw where it was going, adn got me in his truck to take me home. We no sooner got out of the driveway before he began apologizing for her.

"She's just mad because your prettier than she is."

"The only thing that makes her ugly is the way she treats me."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. You didn't do anything wrong. You know, I feel like she deserves for you to fuck me on her fucking bed."

My uncle looked at me funny and got a little smirk on his face. He as always teasing me, and I still don't think he knew i was serious until later.

"How's tomorrow when she's at work sound?"

The next day, I showed up at 10:00 am. My uncle answered the door surprised to see me. He left me in and I went straight to their bedroom.

"You going to fuck me or what?"

I didn't know how much time we had, so I stripped off my clothes, and my uncle saw that I was serious. He stripped out of the sweat pants and t shirt he had on and I was already on the bed on my back.

I have to admit that anything wrong or taboo has always been a turn on for me. I was soaking wet between what we were about to do and the hormones from being pregnant. My uncle got on his knees in front of me and I pulled my knees up for him to grab.

He entered me and I came within seconds. He started easy, then began pushing into me pretty hard. The bed was creaking and I was getting pretty loud. Neither of us heard the bedroom door open.

"Oh my fuckin' God!"

There stood my cousin Tony in the doorway! I didn't know what to do, and my uncle had stopped.

"Boy, either get the fuck out, or pull up a chair and watch."

Just hearing that sent me over the edge again. Tony had a seat on the stool to my aunts vanity and my uncle went back to pounding into me. He was hammering into my pussy really hard now and my ass was bouncing off the bed. I felt him begin to tense up and knew he was going to come.

Rather than come inside me, he pulled out and shot a load all over my stomach. I remember thinking about how hot his semen felt as spurt after spurt hit my bare midsection.

My uncle got off of me, and I looked at him and smiled.

"Which pillow is hers?"

he pointed to the one I had my head on. I pulled it from behind me and wiped his come off my belly with the pillow.

Tony was just sitting there with his mouth hanging open. When he finally spoke, I was shocked again. Not as much at the question, but at my reaction.

"Hey...Uh...Mind if I....?"

My uncle laughed.

"I don't care as long as she doesn't."

Tony took off his shirt and pants and came over beside the bed. I reached over and grabbed his cock and began rubbing it. He was even bigger than my uncle, and probably the biggest I'd touched to that point. I leaned over and took him in my mouth.

I got him on his back and gave him head for a few minutes before climbing on top of him and began riding him. My uncle had gotten dressed and was ready to walk out the door.

"I'll get a pizza for lunch or something. You two don't do anything I wouldn't!"

My uncle left laughing the whole way out of the house.

Tony was getting close, and I was grinding down on him hard. I've always loved the feel of a guy coming inside me (And who would figure how I got pregnant in the first place! Lol!) and when Tony left loose, he filled me to the point where it was running out of me in big globs.

He told me to slow down for a minute or two. If I did, he might be able to stay hard, and I could keep riding until I came again. That didn't take long though.

I got off of him, and he was till hard and willing to go, so he got on top of me and pounded into me hard for almost forty minutes. I came twice more and he flooded me out again.

I was all sweaty from the workout I'd just gotten, and My pussy was so soaked and slippery from me lubricating, and two huge loads of semen. Tony got off of me and got us each something to drink from the kitchen.

After about an hour break, we went at it again. He had me so loose, but so sore when we were done that I had some serious trouble walking. My uncle didn't return until 4:00pm with a pizza, and after we ate some, I hobbled out to my car.

My uncle and I never got together again, but my cousin and I got together at least once a week until my son was born, and a few times a year since then. Right up until I met the guy I'm wiht now that I share this account with.

I confess that I am a 20-year-old girl and I started very young. When I was 12 my parents got divorced and my dad moved out. A year later my mom started going out with this guy about 10 years younger than her. He was unemployed most of the time, so he'd be hanging around the house while my mom was at work. When mom wasn't there I would walk around in my underwear or just a towel. He always stared at me.

One day I was doing some dishes in the kitchen wearing just a towel. He snuck up behind me and started to tickle my sides. I was surprised and jumped. The towel came loose. I was able to hold it in front of me but I was exposed everywhere else. He kept tickling me, feeling my butt and reaching around my sides. Finally he reached around front and just placed his hands on my boobs.

I was still just a little kid, not very developed. But it was still a rush having him touch me there. I let the towel drop to the floor. Then he turned me around. Grabbing my wrists he held me there while he examined my body. I felt like I deserved it because I had teased him for so long. Then he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the livingroom. Laying me on the floor, he undid his pants and pulled his cock out. It looked huge to me. Then he fucked me. It was brutal and very painful.

He fucked me just about every day after that for the next couple years, until mom kicked him out - not for fucking me, 'cause he couldn't get a job. She never found out he was screwing me.

I love how my Pink dress creeps up on me while I'm dancing on the upper floor at the Club.  I  pretend to not even notice as my Fuzzy Holes hang out. After an hour or so I  just take my little Panties OFF

THESE 3 BITCHES GOT CAUGHT IN A HOME INVASION. 2 CRACK HEADS HAD SEEN THE FAMILY AT CHURCH. THEY FOLLOWED THE WOMEN BACK TO THEIR HOME. THAT NIGHT THE CRACK HEADS BROKE IN. THE HUSBAND AND HIS SON WERE BOTH KILLED. THE WOMEN WERE TIED AND RAPED REPEATEDLY. THE OLD WOMAN WAS HANGED AND THE 2 DAUGHTERS WERE SOLD TO SOME BIKERS FOR CRACK.

I recorded me plucking the hair from the protruding and blown out anus of my girlfriend who had no idea i was recording her I could have asked her if she minded me recording it and she would have been keen but then she would not have relaxed her anus as much as she did to the point of it starting to look like a dirty old sun dried tomato where this videos stops is when it heats up I kept plucking around that thing for near on an hour and watched as her asshole expanded by at least a third of its sizeand now starting to look more like a smashed crab I exale and put my nose within centimeters from her buttholeas I start to slowly inhale the strong musky odour of her cunt mixed with her ass scent is unreal before getting with her a mate of mine took her home and said she had a real stinky vagina he just couldn't bring himself to go down or even put his cock in its box so he rolled her over and fucked her up the arse as the soon to be girlfriend and I worked in the same pub I started showing interest in her that when it did happen and having her standing in front of me as I'm on my knees right there just inches away from her cunt in pink panties a big wet stripe down the centre and with wisps of hair sneaking out hey it was the 80s and as I proceeded to remove her panties I revealed what I had been dying to see if it was like he said as I breathed on while pulling them down I was breathing in her pungent smell fuck he was right I knew it scared him not me it got my cock so hard leaking old cum everywhere my mate that fucked her we still hang up he's friends with both of she thinks I don't know I have tod her that her cunt smells or what my mate had said about her hey I'm not silly if I did she might have done something about it even when getting ready to go to bed and have sex she says I should go have a shower I talk her out of it by saying it's been a cool day and that she didn't have go flat out at work and say you will be alright and she says yeah fuck it which when going down on her is double strength in aroma as well her pubic her smelling of sweat and a slight urine smell The BE S T getting back to the story as my nose filled with her scent I turn like a swimmer and quietly exhale coming back for another sneaky sniff I glance up and see she watching me sniff her anus I fumble and mutter where have dropped the the tweezers and back away making out that I'm looking when she says put your nose back where it was she made me lick and suck the fuck out of protruding anus just got to thank me mate for talking about her and just like cheese the more mature she gets the stronger the smell

The first thing and most important thing is that if Ferris had gone to school that day instead of staying home he could have had a car. When his sister Jean is driving home from the police station her mom says "I was about to close the Vermont account but you blew it for me. I was going to use the commission from that to buy Ferris a car". So from here we know that Ferris was about to get a car but because of the events that took place because of him staying home he kind of screwed himself out of it.
Now we might say how could he know this and he probably shouldn't but than there is the last scene he has with Sloan.
When he drops Sloan off at her house she says "You planned this whole thing right from when you woke up didnt you". This makes me think that he knew just about everything that was going to take place that day and perhaps even knew a car was in the works but risked it for his friend.
I believe this also proves that Cameron is actually the most important part of the movie and Ferris was just his guardian angel or the catalyst in order to get people to watch the movie.
If you think about it Cameron is the only one with any story at all in this movie.
Ferris is loved by everybody in that movie. Even the police officers and the convicts love him. He says to Cameron "let me take the fall your dad hates me already anyways". The only reason his dad would hate him is if he had been trying to set Cameron free from his dads fear this whole time and his dad noticed it.
Ferris has everybody eating out of the palm of his hand so why does he even hang out with Cameron if he isnt trying to constantly help him.

I just had one of the most amazing experiences of my life.

My girlfriend suggested we go get some coke to party with while we were off yeserday, today and tomorrow. I called my connection and he said to come over, but he had some people over and he might have to run out.

Since we both just got paid and have a few days off, we had some decent money to spend and figured on getting enough to keep us high and fucking through tomorrow night, so I figured that I was going to have to wait.

We walked the six blocks to his place and sure enough, he didn't have enough and We'd have to wait while he went out. He told us to go on in and have a seat. Amy went on in to his living room and my guy pulled me off to the side and told me that if I were interested, there was a slut stopped by for some shit and was busy earning her party up in the one bedroom. If we were interested (He knows Amy is bi and we play) we could go on up. He gave us a couple rocks to hold us over til he got back and left us.

I said something to Amy and she was jut interested in getting the party started, but told me to go on up. I really didn't want to go without her (Sometimes she gets pissed off even if it was her idea) so I had a seat with her on the sofa.

Amy fired a rock off and handed me her stem. I know how horny she gets when she smokes coke, so I kind of waited to see how she was going to react. I could see that the shit was good and she didn't speak for a few minutes.

When she did, she looked up at me and I knew that if I mentioned going up now, she was going to be in. I asked her how about now and she nodded and said let's go.

When we knocked, a guy opened the door and there was a woman on her knees, blowing this huge black guy while two other guys stood there watching. The woman had short blonde hair and was really working that cock over. She had a really cute ass (Nice curves yet not fat) and I couldn't wait to see her tits and what her face looked like.

The guy started grabbing her head and jamming his cock down her throat. The woman was doing her best to keep up, but started gagging. When he came, it must have been a huge load because when she turned around, come was hanging out of her nose. That' when I realized that I knew her. It was my aunt!

The look on her face was priceless! She locked eyes with me and turned bright red. I just nodded my head and turned to Amy. Amy gave me a look like "What the fuck?" I whispered back to keep her mouth shut.

My aunt looked down and one of the other guys went over. The poor bastard was already smoking and couldn't get hard. Some guys are like that. She did her best though and I dropped my jeans and threw a rock down for her.

She hesitated, but came over and took the rock. I can't tell you how hot it was to see my favorite aunt, naked and smoking crack, much less knowing that she was going to blow me. Amy took her top off and came over with us an smoked a chunk herself while my aunt started blowing me.

I must have lost track of time. My guy was back and standing in the doorway. I didn't come, but stopped to go finish up business. When I had my stuff, I went back in and got Amy's attention. I asked her if she wanted to offer to bring my aunt back with us. She nodded okay, so I made the offer.

Needless to say, my aunt came back with us and just left a few minutes ago. She's my dad's youngest sister and only a few years older than us. Amy and I fucked the shit out of her and partied it up all night. Something tells me that she's going to be back for more.

Here's the question. She has to move out of where she's at by the end of the month. She was hinting around about maybe staying with us or moving in. Should I make the offer?

Wife’s hanging tit .  What do you think ?

Looking for a video
(Could've sworn I made a request post not too long ago but I can't find it now)

Charlotte Stokely plays a girl scout who has stopped by her "Uncle Ben's" house to take a nap before her meet. She hang her uniform up and sleeps in only her panties. Uncle Ben comes in while she's sleeping and begins to touch her. She wakes up after a time and tells him that she doesn't mind what he's doing because her Step Father used to do that to her all the time. She then begins a lengthy and elaborate discourse about all the things he'd say and do to her and how she used to let him, and by her tone of voice and smile you can tell she enjoyed it. Then she lets Uncle Ben "make her happy" just like she used to let her Step Father do. Where is the full video of this? I can find one on here of just the sex part, but I can't find one with the discourse at the beginning too.

MY FIRST TIME

Hey guys just wanted to talk about my first time.. i was 17 and so was my partner.. i am 22 now. but anyways it was with a girl i met just once with some friends.. i called her up to hangout and she came to my house.. she was wearing a denim skirt and a tank top... blond hair 5'3 110 ponds super cute girl.. anyways i had a party the night before so i had some alcohal left over that we started to drink.. we were watching a movie and making out she made the first advance by sliding her hand down my pants and then i slid mine up her skirt.. we both ended up getting naked, i was hard as a rock and she asked if i wanted to do it. of course i said yes!! i got on top of her and put my penis in her..i didnt use a condom i just went for it.... it was so hot and tight and wet... still the best pussy i have ever had till this day!! but anyways i started thrusting in and out and she started moaning... after about 20 seconds of thrusting i just couldnt take anymore!! i pulled out and busted a huge load all over here little pussy and tummy. i was pretty embarrassed but she didnt say anything negative. she was a really sweet girl we ended up hanging out and hooking up for about 6 months after that so i got some good experiance and i got alot better :) i lost contact with her a couple years later and i cant seem to find her on facebook and none of her friends know where she is hopefully she is okay. anyways that was my first time you should share yours if you would like! thanks.

so ive been talking to this girl i met on Facebook the other day (who said she was 18) and today she asked me to come hang out with her but i had stuff to do and told her that i couldn't today. well we keep talking and stuff then like and hour or two goes by and she says she has something to tell me but i cant get mad at her so i tell her i wont and that its probably nothing to worry about it so that she would tell me(im thinking don't tell me you have the gift that keeps on giving cause she is sexy) then she proceeds to tell me that she lied about her age and i told her its not that bad alot of people lie about their age. so i ask her how old she really is and she says "im 15" im like wtf i just called a 15yr girl sexy but the thing is she could pass for being 19-20 with the body she has. so i don't know what to do, should i just tell her shes to young or keep going with it and see how far i get before it gets too sketchy im 21 btw

Been thinking of join the YMCA and letting this hang exposed when I shower and walk around the locker room… I hope it’s as fun as I expect. 

There was this girl that hang out with us in college. There was five of us, and she, as the only female, was the center of our attention. Hot as well. We all had gf's occasionally, but in the end, we all fucked her. Of course, we bragged to each other, and since three guys did it before me, I guess that gave me confidence to try it myself. It was easy, and it was fun.

We were having a reunion, just the crew, some fifteen years later, and someone invited her as well. One of the guys couldn't come, since his wife was in the 9th month of pregnancy.

All night, she was telling us about her fiancee, her job, her life, once again, a center of attention. We all fucked her that night, all together, in one room.

Well, I didn't actually fuck her, while waiting my turn, first guy came inside her, and that was a hard no to go in after that. Other two guys did it, I was satisfied with a bj, while she was being fucked, and spraying her tits.

This experience was hot, but it made me kind of afraid of women. Man, they are capable of doing anything.

It started off innocent. Best friend's sister and I were always close, even in high school. One night she calls, I answer, she's in tears and it's 10pm. Kids are in bed, wife says go pick her up. Short version is she came home early from a nursing shift and found her husband banging his coworker. Hence the tears, and the call, and the wanting to get drinks etc. I drive, she calls my wife. They start in on the girl talk and I feel a hand on my thigh. They're talking, tears etc, she's gently squeezing my thigh. It's a lot to process, and then I feel my pants unzip. Not content to stop at the leg she's still talking but now I'm getting stroked. At this point I'm just driving, no direction,  no place to go. So I make a couple turns, damn she's good... tears, gentle touch, she's having fun. I park by the beach and I hear my wife ask what the plan is. She hands me the phone. Wife does the whole are you ok? Hard to answer there's now a tongue sliding down my dick. Wife is ok with her couch surfing with us. Damn this feels amazing. I tell the wife we parked at the beach to chat. I'm scared the wife will hear the slurping. I tell her she's pretty upset, whole thing sucks, we'll head home soon. I hang up and she just goes to town. I barely last another 15 minutes. She sensed it, started moaning and working me harder. It really wasn't even in her mouth, total throat pie.  He's an asshole, you're wife's lucky, I always wanted to do that and fuck him for being an asshole. I assume we're done. I didn't even realize she's still in her scrubs. She pops my seat back. I fall backwards. She laughs and in a quick motion scrubs are down and she's on top. We go at it. Top comes off. Beautiful body, lots of kissing as years of attraction just fucking exploded. I hear and feel her go, physically trembling as she went. I'd already gone earlier so I driver her through to her second. More moans, more tears, happy tears. She keeps going and I realize I'm close again. Very deep, no pulling out. She presses deeper as if to tell me it stays in. We both go, so good, so deep. We hit a beach bar for all of 15 minutes after. Just long enough to clean up and for her to grab a couple drinks. I got teased again the whole ride home. She wants to ask my wife for a threeway but wanted me either way. I feel guilty, now I've cheated... anyhow she's on the couch and I'm headed to bed. We'll sort it in the morning.

Any girls near Syracuse ny with herpes that wanna talk, hang out, Fuck, whatever?
24 white male 6'2 180lbs.

I confess I have never sexted before. I was not know as a 'good looking' guy in high school so I never had female friends willing to send me nudes. I'm a virgin, I have never actually seen a naked woman. The only time I've ever came close to sexting or seeing a naked woman was when one of my depressed attention whore friends showed me her nudes. She wouldn't let me send them to my phone but I could look anytime I was hanging out with her. I never grew the balls to actually send them so when she went to a different college I lost the chance.

That is my sad confession. Not sexy I know but it is honestly the only thing I ever done that I can confess.

I confess I have never sexted before. I was not know as a 'good looking' guy in high school so I never had female friends willing to send me nudes. I'm a virgin, I have never actually seen a naked woman. The only time I've ever came close to sexting or seeing a naked woman was when one of my depressed attention whore friends showed me her nudes. She wouldn't let me send them to my phone but I could look anytime I was hanging out with her. I never grew the balls to actually send them so when she went to a different college I lost the chance.

That is my sad confession. Not sexy I know but it is honestly the only thing I have ever done that I can confess.

It all started when I had become single for the first time in nearly three years. I had dedicated three years of my life to one woman and I had done very well at being faithful even through the hard times. There were plenty of opportunities. I consider myself to be an attractive man, and being slightly above average with words I have this way of saying things that make everything sound that much more enticing. I am a liar, but I am a damn good one. More than once I have convinced a woman to love, or lust for, me through words alone. It disgusts me, but at the same time it gets me what I want more often than not. I am manipulative, but I am damn good at it.

As with any long term relationship breaking up, there was a lot of hurt. You've just spent three years with someone who already was, or had become, your best friend. You try to do the "staying friends" thing, but it never works out and you end up either never talking to each other again because it hurts too much, or you never talk to each other again because you can't stand to. In my case, it was both. It hurt a lot, and even the thought of talking to her made me so angry it would throw off my mood for the rest of the day. So in step my friends. And I have to tell you, I have a great many good friends that know very well how to distract me.

There's the booty call friend who has always wanted me and is not going to miss out on this chance she has. I am a serial monogamist and she knows it. I don't stay single for long.

Then there's the really good guy friend who invites me over for anything, whether it be to down a few brews on the front porch, play some games, or even just shoot the shit for no good reason. He's the one that's there. He's the one I depend on a lot even though he doesn't know it or feel like I am.

There's the soul mate that lives two thousand miles away, stuck in a relationship she herself has said she isn't happy with. She is trying to make things work, but the going is slow. We would be perfect together, but two thousand miles is a long walk.

There's the girl that is offering a steady relationship, but I don't want to get into one right now. I keep the flame kindled just enough for when I'm ready to take that step again, but no more.

Then there's the best friend since childhood and his wife. They have offered me a place to stay, but I don't want to do that just yet. I'm good with moving back home for a few months to get back on my feet after moving out of the Ex's place. He has always been there for me when I needed him most, and he's there for me now. They take me out to dinner, keep me entertained. Providing that distraction is invaluable and they both know it. But the wife has this way about her of having fun with that distraction. We are both flirts to the N'th degree, and my best friend finds it hilarious when we flirt with each other. But lately, or so since I have become a single man once again, that flirting seems to have increased to a fever pitch. It's not like it was before. It's more..... involved.

It was innocent enough to begin with. Always in my friend's presence, and always good for a laugh. A short reference to gay sex between my friend and I, based mainly on the fact that we joke around about it often. Then an reference to her interjecting between us, perhaps a threesome. "No," I say, "that wouldn't happen. I would steal all of the attention!" More laughs.

Then it was like a spike on the Richter Scale, we both kind of turned it into high gear. References to private time. 'What would happen if-' type things. She was growing closer every time we were around each other. We were getting to be around each other more and more often. We both knew it was innocent, but something would nag in the back of our minds that kind of doubted that entirely. It was always there, we both knew it. Then she invited me over to talk while my friend was out of town. He goes out of town quite a lot for business working for a professional show company. Suddenly I got this uneasy feeling. This was my best friend's wife inviting me over while he is out of town. I know he knows though. She tells him whenever we are hanging out and where it will be. He has joined us on occasion. But this felt... different? I had it set in my mind that I was not going to do anything and I was going to shut down any advance that might happen.

Nothing happened. We talked about it, because the tension was there. I explained that she was my best friend's wife and that nothing would ever bring me to sever my friendship just for a good piece of nookie. Nothing. She agreed, stating that she would never sleep around on him. It was just the "Game" that was fun.

By "Game", I merely mean the entirety of flirting. Many people flirt with an agenda. Whether it to be a kiss at the end of a date, or to sleep with a stranger based on suave alone. I happen to enjoy flirting just to flirt. A party that reciprocates that flirting is always preferred, because it makes both of us feel good to know that we can be found attractive. Flirting makes you feel great, and makes everything seem that much more fun. I call this the "Game"; the entire act of flirting just to flirt. No agenda to be had. No intentions of getting into anyone's pants. Just having a good time and seeing who bows out first. It's a game.

A week or two later, myself, my good friend that invites me over all the time, his fiance, my best friend, and his wife are all at a Mexican restaurant for Karaoke night. My best friend's wife is sitting next to me, and my best friend is sitting across from her. The flirting is inevitable, and it starts up almost immediately. It's an absolute blast, and I get quite a few margaritas in. My best friend gets up to sing a song, and his wife brings up the night I previously addressed. I told her how nervous I had been about coming over, and in my drunken state, with my filter switched off, I let slip that in another lifetime where she wasn't my best friend's wife, there is no doubt that I would be all over her in a heartbeat. She's an attractive girl with a great body. A man would be a fool not to be.

From then, the details get hazy but a few things I remember distinctly. In my mind, I am dead set against anything happening between the two of us. Then I feel a foot running up and down my calf from my left side. It sends a shock wave right through me and I catch my breath a little bit in surprise. I look at her and whisper stop. She does, for a while. It doesn't take long before she gets back to it, and I give her a menacing glance. She apparently finds it playful and continues, so I wait until her husband isn't looking and run my hand up her inner thigh just high enough to get my point across. She then stops, looking at me with surprise and starts laughing a bit. I play it off.

I get far too drunk to drive that night, and they took me to their place, saying they would bring me back to my car the next day. I don't remember much from that night other than some more flirting. A reference was made to her cats liking to jump onto the bed and sleep between her legs. I remember replying with something along the lines of "Wish something else could be between your legs," and she lifted her eyebrows and just gave me an "Mmmmmm" before handing me a pillow and a blanket. I lock myself in the guest bedroom for the night and take care of the raging erection I had been fighting to hide from the moment I had gotten her text in the car saying "What you did was not fair!" There was a short exchange of texts, but that was all it took.

Then we find ourselves out to dinner, just her and I once again. This happens relatively often when my friend goes out of town, just kind of a "Hey keep me company for a bit" thing. But this dinner feels slightly more intimate than the others for reasons that should be obvious. Our conversation tended to stay around sex, with her explaining that I happen to be a pretty good influence on her sex life with her husband. I asked how, and she went on to say that when I am around and I get flirty, or touchy-feely like I did the one time at the Mexican place, it turns her on to the point that she jumps her husband as soon as they get private time. I actually take a bit of pride in that. Mainly just know that I can turn someone on that much.

Once dinner is over, she asks what we should do next. He wasn't going to be home until late that evening, so we had more time to kill. She suggested a movie, so there we ended up, sitting awkwardly next to each other in the theater. I had already raised the arm rest between us, stating that I wasn't against a cuddle during the movie, but we still didn't make any move toward each other. But my hands were burning. I wanted to touch her again. I would find out later she wanted to touch me again as well. The empathy was almost unbearable in its scope, and eventually I took her hand in mine and started giving her a gentle hand massage just to occupy myself. After a few moments of this, I put her hand down on my leg, letting it rest there and I put mine on hers. We kind of looked at each other, both of us appearing very comical in our 3D glasses, and the game of Chicken was on. Almost immediately she move her hand farther inside my thigh, close to the knee but enough to get the point across. I gripped her thigh tighter in return.

Her arm was draped over mine, so my reach was slightly diminished. I was already halfway up her leg whereas she was closer to the knee. She had a head start this way, so to take things slowly I just started rubbing her thigh gently, scratching with my nails against her tight jeans. When I made a lot of slow and tantalizing movement, I saw her breath get more labored and slightly faster. I knew she was already getting turned on.

As she moved her hand farther up my thigh and deeper inside, I responded by doing much the same, a lot of the time I would grip slightly harder on her inner thigh as I got closer and closer to her most private parts. I was turned on, and it was showing but I don't think she noticed. After all, we were close to each others' forbidden zones, but neither of us had made contact yet. I was so close to her vagina I could feel the heat she was giving off and it was intoxicating. I was maybe an inch away.

I leaned away slightly, pulling my hand up her leg and ran my pinky in the crease between her thigh and pelvis, moving away before I made contact with anything in between and resumed my spot an inch or so away from her moist pussy. She responded, moving another millimeter up my leg, but adjusted her arm and hand slightly. I don't think she realized it, but when she did, I felt her finger make the absolute lightest contact with my right testicle. I wrote it off as a mistake.

In my mind, I was racing through all the possibilities and outcomes, all of the different things I could do to her, all of the vast pleasures I had learned to inflict over the years. I fantasized about taking her when we got back to the truck, both of us climbing into the back seat with its tinted windows and giving in to this madness we had been brewing. I moved my hand another millimeter closer.

She let out a very very quiet little moan, and again my mind was back to the what-if scenarios. I could run my hand over her pussy, feel it through her jeans and press firmly against her clit. I could, but I don't.

It was all a rush of exhilaration. This forbidden thing we were on the verge of doing, and yet both of us holding our ground in this horrible and torturous game of chicken we had started. My jaw was clenched shut. I couldn't go any farther. Something was holding me back. I like to believe it was guilt. I have this problem with conviction. I tend to feel guilty. I blame my morals growing up, the southern gentleman way I was always raised with.

The movie ended, and at the same time, both of us stopped our game and made ready to leave. She needed to visit the restroom, so I waited outside. When we finally exited the place and were walking to the truck, I asked "So how bad was it?", referring the wetness I had worked her into. "I wouldn't necessarily call it bad," she responded, giving me a wry and playful smile. I laughed as we got into the truck.

She had lifted the center console away and bolted into my lips before I had even gotten into the seat fully. I didn't resist. Hell, I started fighting her for domination in the kiss, jockeying for position as I adjusted myself to counter her weight pressing against me. Her hand bolted down to my crotch, where I was already well on my way to another erection and she gently coaxed it into full being. I grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her higher as I returned the favor and got my other hand against the crotch of her tight jeans. She was so wet I could feel the moisture through the denim. Logic and Reason had come to a boiling point in their war within my subconscious, and logic had just made the final killing blow. I was doing this. Fuck the consequences.

We found ourselves clamoring over the seats after we moved them forward, giving as much space as we could in the back seat before stumbling back. As we did so, both of us were fumbling with our clothing, half tearing, half removing them as carnal instincts began to take full effect. Once we found ourselves in the back seat, I put the center console, a leather box type deal, about a foot and a half wide, back down and forced her onto it, pants off, panties lost somewhere along the way. I lifted her legs high, burying my mouth into her with a fiery vigor I hadn't used since my teens. She tasted fantastic, practically leaking her juices all over my chin and into my beard. I just kept lapping up everything I could, teasing and nibbling, sucking on the clit then flicking my tongue over it quickly and heavily. Her tits were hanging out, the D cup bra also lost in translation somewhere alongside her panties. I hadn't even caught their color or style in the process of removing them.

"Fuck me," she moaned. "Gladly," I said before lifting her up, turning her over so her chest was resting on the console. I sat back on the back seat, taking my rod in my hand and guiding it into her waiting hole. She sat down and stayed there for a moment, clenching around me before she came almost instantly. I grabbed her hips and pulled her as far down as I could, shoving myself into her as deep as possible. I felt her cervix pressing against the head of my cock. She seemed to like it, but it may have been the orgasm too.

After letting her get the first rushes of her orgasm, I began using my arms to raise and lower her hips, forcing her to ride the rest of her orgasm out. There were people walking around the parking lot, but we were near the back and she was trying her best the be quiet. Some things you just can't hold back, and there was more than one profane word stated loudly. She started to take over on the riding, slamming herself down onto me over and over and over. I hadn't seen a woman so eager for cock since the beginnings of my previous relationship. She was crazed. I was okay with that.

I can't say how long we went like this before we peeled away from each other and she turned around, mounting me once again, this time pressing her breasts against my face as she rode. I grabbed both of them, just now realizing that it was the first time I had truly paid attention to them since they had been freed of the bra. She had immaculate breasts, still perky and youthful in her mid twenties. I ran my tongue around a nipple, sucking on it while she rode me gracefully and with just enough force to keep getting me closer and closer.

Finally, I leaned her away from me, she reached back to brace herself on the passenger and driver seats as I put one hand on her pelvis and the other on her ribs and started bucking myself into her hard and fast. I could feel it coming, and it was going to be god damn wonderful to let this aching load go. Harder and faster, I plunged again and again until I felt it explode deep inside. God damn it felt like heaven. I saw stars, rainbows, and fucking unicorns, but I didn't stop fucking her. Again and again, I released spurt after spurt until I was dry firing and still I fucked her. The oversensitivity was all but unbearable but I didn't care. I could feel her getting close to a second orgasm and I wanted her to come again.

She obliged a few seconds later, reaching down and violently rubbing her clit as she came all over my dick. As she was cumming, she was letting out these sounds somewhere along the lines of a whining plea for more and a scream of "YES!" I kept fucking, my erection staying solid as a rock. I haven't been this turned on in years and by God I was taking full advantage of it.

She leaned forward, once again our lips found each other, kissing hard and long as both of us twitched. I was still inside of her, slowly growing soft as I felt my cum leaking out around my shaft. I stopped kissing her. We were both sweaty and I leaned my forehead against her shoulder as she ran her fingers through my hair. We were both breathing hard. "Oh fuck...." I said, letting it hang there. My conscience was starting to come back, Reason coming back from the dead with a vengeance and tearing down the fort that Logic had built in its absence.

She seemed to get my drift. "Our secret?" she asked.

"I don't know," I said. I was starting to get physically sick at what I had just done.

"Yes," she said, I could hear it starting to effect her words as well. "Our secret. It will never happen again. We just go on with our lives the way we always have, and that's it. This is over."

"I suppose you could say that... I hate it. I hate myself. I hate this. Why are we here? What have we done?" I'm starting to panic. She grabs my head in both hands, looking me dead in the eyes.

"Stop it. This never happened." she says

"No," I say, setting my jaw, "It didn't."

hot hooded downjacket hanging

Letting it all hang out while dressed like a slut. My little cock needs touched.

Ready to see my slut wife’s pussy hanging out like a true whore does!! I like to show other people what a slut she is!!

Any Sydney (Australia) people around??
im a 30yr old straight (mainly) male wanting to find other local guys, to hang out with, eg go to strip clubs, get smashed n wank over gf / sister pics etc, that sort ov thing u cant do with real friends.
any age as long as ur friendly

I confess that when I was 20 I dated a 31 year old woman who lived with her 10 year old son. At the time she was going through a custody battle, so our relationship was kept a secret to avoid any complications. As far as her son knew, we were just friends.

It first started off I would only see her when her son was at his dad's. Then she got comfortable enough to introduce me as a friend. I would spend the night, but as far as her son knew, it was on the couch. Little did he know I was actually in her bedroom, having wild and passionate sex with his mom every night! We would always set an early alarm and spend the remainder of the morning on the couch until her son woke up.

As winter came into full gear, we would spend weeknights on the couch under a fleece blanket, watching TV. Her son was usually on his computer in the adjoining dining area, which was out of sight only by a 90 degree wall. At first we would sneak romantic kisses or an occasional grope. We would both laugh at the thought of being caught and wait for bedtime to take it any further.

We noticed the thrill of almost being caught would really arouse us and made the sex that much more passionate. So as time went on, we would try to get away with more and more under the blanket. It started off with some under the clothes breast fondling. Then it proceeded to mutual masturbation, which was an incident where we were nearly caught, as her son walked over to the living room for a minute to hang out with us. (I should mention that her son and I really hit it off and he considered me his buddy, so he enjoyed when I visited). We couldn't believe we were almost caught, and we stopped for a couple nights.

Our resistance was weak, however, and a few nights later we were back at it. We took things even a step further and she actually sucked me off under the blanket! This was the riskiest of all the situations as it was the hardest one that would need to be explained. She let me cum in her mouth and she swallowed ever last drop! Afterwards, she looked right at me with a smile and said "I finally got to swallow you!". Needless to say, that night we tore each other to pieces and I went to work without much sleep the next day, but with a giant grin on my face.

Another living room encounter, which is definitely one of my favorite, was after she had put her son to bed for the night. She needed to be up early for a meeting, so I couldn't stay. As we were saying goodbye in the living room, I proceeded to put my hand in her dress pants from behind and played around as we made out. She got so wet, as we were only a few feet away from her kid's door. She told me to stick my finger in her ass, and she gave out a gasp and silent moan. She undid her belt, grabbed my hand, and put it down the front of her pants. So there we were in the living room, me with both hands down her pants - one behind her, fingering her asshole and one down her front side fingering her pussy. After a few minutes, she grabbed both my hands out and led me to her bedroom, where we had the wildest sex we ever had. The thing that stuck with us is that we forgot to close the door all the way, so there was a 2-inch gap. We never knew if her son may have watched or not, as we didn't wait a while like we usually do before starting anything sexual, but I know we both got turned on by the possibility of it.

Our age difference eventually caught up to us, so we were together for only a few months. I had some of the most memorable sexual experiences of my life with her though and love reminiscing about those time in the living room and the arousal of almost getting caught.

I must confess when I get a good hit of dope I like to walk around the block with my dick hanging out of my pants to see how many stairs I get and that's what I'm doing right now

I confess that last night, I took this girl I'm hanging out with to the beach after work for dinner and drinks. Afterwards, we went back to my truck and started making out a bit. I started kissing her neck and cleavage, so she popped one of her tits out because she loves to have them sucked on. That's when I noticed there was someone watching from the second story window of the hotel parking lot we were in. I kept trying to look up without alerting either the girl, or the person watching. The lights were off in the hotel window, but you could see the curtains being pulled back every so often. That's when I realized it was 2 faces not 1 person. It made me so hard to know I was being watched. I didn't say anything to the girl and popped out her other tit and just went to town, knowing full well that the two upstairs were getting a show. I loved it!

here in Nebraska not a lot going on I do well by everyone. I how ever want a savage kitten that can hang.

True story folks, no bullshit...

When I left the house my mom, presented an opportunity to earn some extra cash, decided to become a foster parent and lent my old room out to a foster kid. The foster kid she got, 16 years of age, came from a family situation in which her mother was a druggie, had been in and out of mental institutions, and had been in jail. The father was also a druggie, been in jail, and had apparently been physically abusive toward her. The girl was beyond reproach, off the chains. She had been in and out of different foster homes for a large part of her life due to her misbehaving at each and every one. I very much doubted that the turnout would be different for my mom.

When she first arrived at my mom's place everything was okay, but as time passed she fell into her old ways -- fights in school, talking shit to the teachers, stealing - generally being a STUPID BITCH.

When I would visit my mom during weekends visiting from school she would dress very provocatively. The girl was filling out nicely and she was pretty attractive too. She was lean with a skinny waist, budding breasts, and a nice apple shaped ass -- parts of her body she flaunted in my face wearing very provocative outfits such as short skirts and tight booty shorts that allowed the fleshy bottom part of her ass to hang out and jiggle. When I didn't bite, she began showing me her vagina. She would present to me while walking throughout the house and spread eagle sitting on the couch right across from me in the living room. You cannot imagine the temptation I felt being subjected to her advances, it was fierce. The girl had the goods and she knew how to use them. Whenever she presented I would just look away and pretend as if I never saw.

I told some family members about the experience, some male cousins of mine. They told me that I was stupid, that I should have taken advantage of her advances and that they would have having been in my situation, but see I'm glad that I didn't. The girl was a STUPID BITCH! If there is one thing that I've learned over the years it is not to trust any bitch, especially a STUPID BITCH! No good comes from a STUPID BITCH! Had I fucked that girl I would probably had to have killed her cause she would have said something to somebody and I would have ended up getting arrested -- hemmed up by the cops, future ruined, over some dumb shit. You can't expect anything else from a STUPID BITCH except STUPID BITCHERY!

So looking back, I'm proud that I didn't have any sexual contact with that girl.

I have a major foot fetish and in my early 20s I had a girlfriend that would wear her shoes for 2 or 3 days without socks and let hang them off the bed for me and let would let me put my face buried in her soles until I would bust a nutt like a mad man 

I fucked this girl penny a few years ago, even though i have a girl. Couldn't help it. she's so fuckin sexy. She recently messaged me and said we should hang out. I dont wanna cheat again but I really wanna fuck her again.