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A new life
He arrived, we opened the door, and he greeted me with a handshake. She was wearing a sheer black dress. She looked beautiful at 5'6" and had a slim body with small breasts and a perky butt. Her breasts were exposed by the sheer baby doll, but her panties still held a surprise. He went over and gave her a tight hug, even lifting her slightly off the ground. He slid his hands down her body and rested them on her waist while she hugged him around the neck. She even asked if he wanted anything: a drink, food. But he replied:
The Night of the Submissive
We've always been intense. From the beginning of our relationship, sex was never just about pleasure—it was about power, surrender, and control. And it was in one of those late-night conversations, over wine and lust, that we decided she would be the dominatrix this time. I would stay by her side, training her, showing her how to guide, how to command, how to possess another person. And together, we would go deeper.
My friend from college
Well, the year was 2023, when I went out with a group of friends, and I ended up meeting a girl called Larissa, Larissa was brunette, 1.60, black hair that reached a little below her shoulders, a toned body, average butt and small breasts.After that, we went to my house and had an after-party, we drank, and around 5:30 everyone left. About 3 days went by and I ran into her in the college hallway, so we talked for almost an hour, and then she invited me to a party she was having that weekend, and I accepted.
Black guy fucked his wife's virgin ass
What I'm about to tell you isn't a fictional story; it happened in reality. Although my 25-year marriage was going smoothly, sexually, it was as cold as Siberia. My wife and I maintained only formal dialogue, for public consumption. In bed, we rarely had any kind of contact, such was the disinterest on both sides. Our sex life prior to this period was quite conventional. Although we had sex fairly frequently, we didn't engage in more daring practices. Oral sex was as conventional as it gets, and anal sex was out of the question. It was missionary sex with very few variations. Despite everything, I never imagined my wife would cheat on me. It didn't seem like her. She didn't display any traits of a fiery, sex-hungry woman.
Meeting a Dirty Old Man
Hi, my name is Fernanda, I'm 25 years old, and I'm one of those women who loves a forbidden adventure. It all started when I met Seu Jorge, a 65-year-old jerk from my neighbor's building, with gray hair, a small belly, and a mischievous look that gave me goosebumps. He was your typical old jerk, flirting shamelessly, telling dirty jokes, and looking me up and down. One night, home alone, I knocked on his door asking for sugar—a lame excuse, I know—and ended up having an unforgettable time. A jerk like him knows how to drive a young girl like me wild, and what ensued was pure lust.
Hot Night with a Couple of Friends
Hey, my name's Sofia, I'm 27 years old, and I'm one of those people who loves a little extra adrenaline in life. Everything changed when my friends, Pedro and Laura, and I decided to turn our friendship into something more naughty. They've been married for five years, but we've always shared dirty looks and jokes. One night, after a few drinks, the conversation heated up and we turned into an unforgettable threesome. Having sex with a couple of friends was the most exciting experience of my life, full of touching, moaning, and shared pleasures that left me hooked.
A fucking mess
On Sunday afternoon we went on a mountain hike which was in the northern part of town, there were five of us who met after lunch around five in the afternoon where the sun was setting, Carlos was a bit quiet but curious at the same time, Juan was inquisitive and wanted to know everything without thinking if it was right to say it or not, Samuel was the most thoughtful and thought everything over before doing it, Daniel was like a little rascal and he never stopped getting into trouble and bothering everyone non-stop, and I Lorenzo would eat them all up with my eyes since they were fine without thinking I would let them through the hoop one by one you know what I mean.
The Pact with the Devil
Clara looked at herself in the mirror once more, running her fingers over the small wrinkles that were beginning to appear on her face. At thirty-five, she was no longer the young woman she had once been, and every day her reflection reminded her of the passage of time. She had tried everything: creams, treatments, even injections that promised to rejuvenate her, but nothing restored her lost youth.
