As Brandon buckled the last cuff around my wrist, excitement flooded between my legs. “Are you ready for your big surprise?” He asked. “Always.” “Good. Lie back on the bed.” Completely naked except for the leather cuffs buckled to my wrists and ankles, I crawled on the bed seductively giving my husband a view of my round ass. Teasing him, I gave it another wiggle before smiling back at him as I rolled on my back on the large bed. He shook his head as he crawled after me and grabbed my wrist. Pulling it down, he fastened it to my ankle. Repeating the action on the other side, Brandon trapped a wrist to each ankle immobilizing me. My excitement became a river as my juices flowed from me. Climbing off the bed, he dug in the bag we had brought to the hotel and pulled out a ball gag and a blindfold. “Oh, we are having fun tonight,” I purred as he stepped back on the bed. “I know what my baby needs,” he soothed as I opened my mouth eager to accept the bright red ball
As I hit the alarm clock and looked up at the ceiling, the summer sunshine was already spilling through the window. My mind was already on what I had to do at work but as I lay there, my cock had other ideas. Rock hard and thick, morning wood is, by far, the best boner of the day. When I heard Morgan suck in a deep breath and stir next to me, both my cock and me had the same idea for how the day should start. Rolling over, I spooned my wife as I wrapped my arm around her and drew her to me. With my erection pressed against her luscious ass, I snaked a hand up under her nightie and took a handful of her firm breast. Morgan sighed contently as she lolled her head back against me and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Mornin Beautiful," I whispered in her ear as I grazed my thumb over her nipple and felt it harden. "G'mornin." Her sleepy dreamy voice did nothing to quell the erection I had pressing against her. She pushed her ass against me playfully. "Somebody's up and raring to go." "
“Built like a brick shit house,” is how my Dad described the new neighbor when Mom wasn’t around. Home from college and nursing hurt feelings from a breakup with my girlfriend, hearing Dad ogle the new neighbor wasn’t my idea of fun. When Mom gave me a few pieces of mail to take next door, after it was inadvertently delivered to us, it was an afternoon that changed my opinion and had me completely agreeing with the old man. Trooping next door, I rang the front doorbell and waited. After receiving no answer, I made my way down the driveway to the back of the house and spotted her lounging by the pool. My cock unsprang as I saw her and for the first time, had to agree with my Dad. The new neighbor was built. Curvy and voluptuous, wearing a floppy had to protect her from the sun and a string bikini, her curves strained the tiny strings holding the small triangles strategically in place. “Well who do we have here,” she smiled up at me as she pushed the hat back away from h
I met her on Tinder and after a couple of messages back and forth, we agreed to meet. On her profile, Karen looked like a typical soccer mom. When her SUV with blacked out windows pulled up at the soccer field, I knew I had pegged her right. As I climbed into the passenger seat, I noted the car booster seat in the back along with a couple of soccer balls. Karen was indeed a soccer mom. Beautiful with dark hair and big brown eyes, she looked around nervously at the empty parking lot as if she expected to see another parent pulling in beside us. I was eyeing her big tits that heaved as she bit her lip and she turned back to me. In our messages, Karen had said she wanted to make out with a younger guy and watch him jerk off. In her mid-thirties, she had told me her husband had let himself go and had already gotten a big potbelly. According to her, he hadn’t even been able to see his own cock for six years. She wanted to watch a young virile man stroke his big hard cock until he explod
Mike and I wanted someone to dominate us and take complete control. Moreover, Mike wanted to watch me being fucked by another man. We got that and more than we bargained for with Chase. It was the best night of our lives. We met Chase online and after making the usual inquiries and a brief meet up to size each other up, it was a go. He met us at a hotel room in the city and when he walked in, the nice guy we had met completely changed as he took over control of my husband and me and our bodies. “Strip,” he ordered as he threw his coat over the back of a chair. “Both of you. Let’s see what I have to work with.” Neither Mike nor I had ever stripped naked for anyone other than each other. Chase circled us as we dropped our clothes piece by piece onto the floor. It was embarrassing, titillating and erotic as he stalked around us while we undressed like a lion sizing up his pray. As I pulled my bra off and dropped it on the floor, Chase stopped in front of me and looked me up
When he walked through the door, I knew who he was. He was hard to miss. Tall and hulking with short dark hair and piercing blue eyes, he was exactly what Kristina and I were looking for: a bull. Every woman’s head in the restaurant turned as he crossed the room to our table and pulled out the chair opposite my wife. “I’m Dalton,” I stammered as I thrust out my hand to him. Kane looked at it a second with disdain before shaking it. His huge hand almost crushed mine. Pulling my hand back, I flexed my fingers as he went back to looking at my wife like he was picking out a prime cut of meat from the butcher’s case. Everything about him was carnal. “This is Kristina.” “I know,” he told me simply. Of course, he did. We’d been exchanging information online for a week before we set up the meeting. “We’ve been looking for a bull. Someone dominant to take control and have sex with Kristina so I can watch.” Kane glanced at me then turned back to Kristina, who so far
As I wiped the sleep from my eyes, I wasn’t sure what had woken me. Moonlight still streamed through the window across from the bed and I lay for a second listening to Kyle breathing deeply next to me. Stealing out of bed, I padded to the window and stood for a second watching the moon cast its unearthly glow across the yard. Movement caught my eye next door. Our new neighbor, Darren, was swimming in his pool. Watching him for a few minutes as he swam laps, I suddenly leaned forward and concentrated more on his figure moving through the water. Darren was naked. “Oh my,” I whispered as I watched our buff neighbor gliding effortlessly through the water. In his early thirties, with baby blue eyes and closely cropped sandy hair, Darren didn’t have an ounce of body fat on him and reminded me of Channing Tatum. So much so, that when we first met him, I was at a loss for intelligent words while I stammered like a schoolgirl trying to talk to her first crush. In short, he was gorgeo
I watched my wife’s ass as she walked by me in her tight jeans. “A fine ass like that needs a dick in it,” I told her with a grin and waited for her to hit me or give me a sarcastic retort. Usually, that’s what happens even when I smack her ass and tell her that I’m glad her ass is mine. But I was feeling horny and her ass looked like it needed fucking. Besides, I couldn’t remember the last time we had anal sex. Stopping in the bedroom door, Diana turned back to me and smiled. “Then you better get in here and do something about it.” She walked into the bedroom with a sly smile on her face as I watched her ass sway with each step. I practically vaulted off the couch to follow her. By the time I got to the bedroom, she was already stripping off her jeans and top. In just her panties and bra, she gave me another smile then turned her back to me. She unsnapped her bra then made a show of sliding her panties over her wide hips and down her legs. Bending over, she smiled