My mil watched me jack off last night.
she came to stay with us for a few days, and last night her and my wife were watching some stupid chick flick that couldn’t stand to watch. So I kissed my wife and told them I was going to bed early. I was just going to lay down and play on my phone until my wife came to bed. But you know how it goes when you start scrolling, you run across a picture that makes you look for more and before long you wind up on a porn site. So that’s what happened, I was watching a few clips and got horny. I wasn’t sure when my wife was coming to bed and I didn’t want to wait, so I figured I would just rub one out on my own and get it over with. Well, my bedroom door wasn’t closed all the way, and I was already too settled to get up and shut it so I said fuck it and I continued. Well a couple minutes go by and I’m stroking myself slowly, enjoying the clip I was watching when I heard foot steps come down the hall. My mother in law was on her way to the bathroom, and I knew it had to be her because my wife walks like a bull on a rampage everywhere she goes. I knew it wasn’t her. I probably should’ve stopped and covered myself but when I’m horny I get bold and like to push the boundaries. So I pretended that I didn’t notice her and just kept going. I expected her to notice and pretend like nothing happened, she’s too shy to say anything about it afterwards. But I wasn’t expecting to see her stop just past my door and turn to look back. From her angle all she could see was my lower half, my legs parted with my cock in my hand, but she couldn’t see my face so she assumed I couldn’t see her either. Well what she didn’t see was the dresser mirror beside the bed that let me see down the hall where she was. And her eyes were fixed on my cock. I watched her look over her shoulder to make sure my wife was still watching the movie but then she went back to watching me. So I gave her the best show I could. I was shaking it and stroking it hard while watching her out the corner of my eye. She stayed in the hallway watching until I finished. Normally I would just finish in a tissue and keep it clean but since she wanted a show I let myself blast cum into the air and all over my stomach. I could see that she was breathing as hard as I was when I finished. She must have enjoyed what she saw. Then she turned and went to the bathroom and stayed in there for a few minutes before coming out. I don’t know for sure but I like to think she was in there rubbing her pussy after the show. I gave it some time after she returned to the movie and I walked in there pretending I just wanted to get a drink so I could see how she acted, but she ignored me completely. So I walked over and kissed my wife good night. And made it a point to pat her shoulder and gave her a peck on the cheek like I often do just to have a reason to touch her. I was wondering if she would shy away from my dirty hand, but instead she actually gripped it tightly and smiled at me and said good night sweetie. I believe she enjoyed it as much as me. I can’t wait to try that again.
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The mall was a shithole, its flickering fluorescent lights buzzing like a dying wasp nest. Alex, 19, fresh off volleyball practice, strutted into the Victoria’s Secret PINK section like she was daring the world to fuck with her. Her father, Greg, trailed behind, cursing under his breath. He’d lost a stupid-ass bet—naming every goddamn Pixies song—and now he was stuck in this neon-lit cesspool of lace and cotton, his boots scuffing the grimy linoleum.Alex had just showered at the gym, her skin still slick, her hair dripping with that cheap coconut body wash that smelled like a tropical dumpster. But the shower didn’t scrub away the raw, feral energy of the court—her eyes fucking burned with it, sharp as broken glass. She zeroed in on a rack of PINK thongs, snatching a pair so goddamn skimpy they looked like they’d disintegrate if you breathed on them: hot pink, strings thinner than dental floss, with a cotton gusset that was more of a suggestion than actual fabric. “These,” she snarled, tossing them at the cashier, some dead-eyed hag who rang them up like she was already half-buried.Back home, Alex vanished into her room, the door slamming like a fucking sledgehammer. Greg collapsed onto the couch, the TV spitting static, the air in the house thick as shit, like something was breathing down his neck. He tried to shake off the mall’s sickly glow, but it stuck to him like sweat.Hours later, Alex sauntered out, her volleyball spandex shorts clinging to her thighs—black, glossy, so fucking tight they were basically see-through, the hot pink thong’s outline taunting him through the sheer fabric. She flicked something onto the living room floor: the PINK thong, crumpled, soaking wet, its strings frayed like they’d been chewed up by something alive. The cotton gusset was stained dark with sweat and grime, smeared with a yellowish muck that made Greg’s stomach lurch. The smell hit him like a punch to the face—musky, primal, a fucked-up mix of coconut body wash, volleyball court sweat, and something darker, like wet earth mixed with sweet, rotting fruit. It wasn’t just dirty; it was alive, burrowing into his lungs, making his head spin like he’d snorted something bad.Alex leaned against the doorway, her spandex shorts glinting under the flickering lights, the pink thong’s outline mocking him. Her lips curled into a smirk that screamed fuck you, her eyes glinting with something too goddamn sharp. “They’re fucking wrecked,” she said, her voice low, like she was laughing at the universe. “Practice was a bitch. Gonna need more.”Greg’s jaw clenched. “Alex, what the fuck? And where’s your goddamn homework? You think you can just skip that shit and leave your nasty-ass laundry everywhere?” His voice cracked, but his eyes were glued to the thong. The frayed strings twitched, the smell growing thicker, sweeter, pulling at something sick and wrong inside him. He wanted to scream, to throw the fucking thing out, but his body wouldn’t listen, his breath hitching as the scent clawed into him.She didn’t answer, just stood there, smirking, her see-through spandex shorts a fucking taunt. The room felt like a furnace, the walls sweating, the air pulsing with that smell—coconut, sweat, and something that wasn’t fucking human. Greg’s hands shook as he grabbed the thong off the floor, the strings slick and frayed, the gusset heavy with that rotten, intoxicating scent. He couldn’t stop himself. He brought it to his face, the smell flooding his senses—musky, sweet, metallic, like a fever dream you can’t wake up from. His mind screamed what the fuck are you doing?, but his body didn’t care.Then, rage kicked in. Alex’s smug-ass smirk, her skipped homework, the way she stood there like she fucking owned him—it was too much. He spat on the thong, a thick glob hitting the stained gusset, mixing with the wet grime. He tossed it back to the floor, cursing under his breath, thinking she hadn’t seen. But the smell didn’t fade; it got stronger, mocking him, curling around him like a noose. Alex turned and walked away, her spandex shorts glinting, leaving the thong there like a fucking landmine.The next day, Alex wore the same goddamn thong. Greg didn’t know how she didn’t notice the spit, the grime, the way it was falling apart. She strutted around in those see-through spandex shorts, the pink thong’s outline glaring through the fabric, wet and clinging like it was part of her skin. She went to volleyball practice, came back, and tossed another ruined thong on the floor—always wet, always stained, always reeking of that same sickening smell: coconut, sweat, and that sweet, decayed earthiness that made Greg’s head swim. Her smirk never faltered, her eyes glinting like she knew something he didn’t.It became a fucking ritual. Every day, Alex would shower, pull on those see-through spandex shorts, and leave a new PINK thong on the floor—wet, frayed, the strings curling like they were alive, the gusset soaked with sweat and grime. And every day, Greg would pick them up, cursing her for skipping her homework, for being such a reckless fucking mess. But he couldn’t stop himself. He’d sniff them, the smell hitting him like a musky, sweet, metallic, rotting, alive—pulling him deeper into something he couldn’t name. He’d spit on them sometimes, furious at her, at himself, but the thongs kept coming, always wet, always reeking, always there.One night, Greg stood over the latest thong, his hands shaking, the smell so thick it felt like it was choking him. Alex stood in the doorway, her spandex shorts glinting, the pink thong’s outline a fucking curse through the sheer fabric. “You’re so fucking pathetic,” she whispered, her voice echoing in his skull, layered with something that wasn’t her. The room tilted, the walls dripping, the thong’s strings writhing on the floor. “Keep sniffing, Dad. You’re already fucked
So I’ve been talking to my step sisters boy friend the one with the huge monster cock and he asked what fantasy I’d love to have right now and I told him so earlier tonight about an hour b4 my husband got home him and my sis pop up he asked when my man would be home I told him he said good he had a friend with home so when told me they where going to make my dreams come true then fast forward and hour and 20 mins husband comes in walks in the room me and my sis where sitting there all of the sudden her boyfriend and his friend pop up behind My husband in mask they get him tie him down to the bed grab my sis make her sit in the floor then her man grabs me rips my shirt off then my shorts then my panties and says fuck look at that god damn that’s sexy his buddy grabs me pinning me to the bed my husband trying to get free my sis man say give up dude u ant getting lose and as he wips out his giant monster cock says I’m about to pound the shit out her pussy as we make you watch his buddy grabs my legs spreads them pulls them back as far as he can boyfriend says this is going to be fun and lubes up his cock and then spreads my pussy lips lays his monster inbetween my lips and starts rubbing I can’t help but moan he looks at my husband says see that’s a good girl she likes this huge cock I’m going to enjoy pound the fuck put her tiny little pussy and don’t worry I don’t pull out he then takes his cock and starts trying to squeeze it in my pussy saying fuck your so fucking tight I’m going to rip your pussy I’m wet and about to cream them all the sudden I feel the pop of that big head going into my tight pussy I cram he smiles says that’s a good girl now let’s cover my cock with your cream they make my husband watch as he pounds the fuck out my pussy and blows one of the biggest loads I’ve ever felt inside me and after he nuts he pounds some more stops yanks his cock out looks at his buddy says your turn I said wtf he takes his buddy’s spot holding me open his buddy pulls out his cock not as big but not little eather lubes his cock up me telling him no and to stop boyfriend says o girl his fucking you he starts working his cock inside me and starts pounding as hard as he can and after about a min he nuts all inside me and says fuck that’s the best pussy I ever had boyfriend says I know right she’s so fucking tiny and so tight I get her ass is just as good friend says let’s find out they grab me pull me down and bend me over the bed I feel lube all on my ass as he speeds my cheeks and I feel the head of his monster push against my ass hole harder and harder til the head pops in I scream Ouse it feels good and hurts he pounds my ass till he blows another big load and pulls out then his friend did the same thing then they made me jerk them both off and then his friend made me sit on his lap and fuck as I gave boyfriend a foot job till they cum again
My ex tries to turn me on so I can shoot my load inside her.
what's it called when you can't get turned on without being scared..?
I need some volunteers to trib me. I got my first cock tribute a few days ago and I found out they turn me on immensely. Bonus points if you're black
Our foreign exchange student had been hitting on my hubby for months.
on her 19th bday we let her drink and she had of course turned into the French whore she was born as. So I setup a camera under a t shirt in the basement bedroom and let him do his thing.
she rides a decent dick for her age and the toes curling is a nice touch.
I confess that it turns me on when a woman is into anal and says "Let me do it." But, damn, it's so hard to hold back and not tear that ass up.
I'm a 40 year old man and I've always been fascinated at the fantasy of gender swapping and role reversal. It's always something that has stirred something inside of me to be faced with a woman wearing a strap-on cock and for her to take control of me and fuck me like a worthless whore. The problem that I've always run in to with this fantasy is that it doesn't fit in to the stigma and stereotype of a masculine or manly and most women I've dated wouldn't hear the fantasy through let alone wand to try or take part of it. I think that has been my biggest issue is that the women I approach with my fantasy are straight, and so now I'm thinking that I've been going about trying to fulfill that fantasy of mine wrong this whole time. Maybe infact instead of straight women I need to be looking for lesbian, buch lesbian women that want/need to be the ones in control of a sexual encounter and fulfill the role of a man... My issue being that while that would be the attitude of the person I need for my fantasy I also want the feminine parts of a woman from taking care of herself and shaving to having a nice set of tits that would flop about as she is owning me like the slut I long to be. To be certain this fantasy of mine is, or rather has, turned out to be much more complicated to fulfill than I ever thought it would be.... If there is or are women out there that have fantasies about gender swapping and role reversal please message me so we can at least fantasize about it together, even if it's only online....
Can someone tell or show me how to make a "motherless quicky" and get it posted. It would turn me on to see my short videos pop-up randomly while I watch porn.
I fuckin love black women. I'm a caucasian guy and black women turn me on a lot more than white women. Not sure if it's the plump lips or the huge booties or the hourglass figure, I just instantly get fucking hard at the sight of them.