Masturbation


A Night Alone

Mike and Stacy had been dating for about a year, and their relationship was great. The loved each other and they made love like no one ever had. Still in high school, to two had to keep their love making sporadic, taking time when they had it, or squeezing in a quick session when the situation did not allow for intense love making. Whenever their parents weren't home, Stacy and Mike often jumped at the opportunity to use the house, to make love, to not have to worry about their parents interrupting.

Simpson porn Story: I Spy

"This is perverted", Lisa told herself as she crept down the darkened hallway of her house, moving closer to the soft moans coming from her parents bedroom. It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and Lisa, clad in her flimsy powder blue nightie had been fighting the urge to peek for ages. Thoughts of being caught flashed into her mind, the outrage of her parents, the embarrassment of it. But other images flashed too. Images off passionate, wriggling bodies and glistening skin... a hard cock, swaying testicles... legs sensually spread wide and spasming. Lisa couldn't help herself, she had to look,Quietly, she opened her parents bedroom door.

Fucking Sleeping Leah: Pt.2

I started fucking Leah in her sleep a month ago the same way every time, and then I got bored. I knew I was going to have to change it up a bit. So the night I was packing for our sleepover, I packed my secret dildo into my bag. I knew me and her sleeping body would have fun with this. I couldn't wait to watch her cunt stretch with my dildo that I started getting wet thinking about it. Then when I finally got to sneak her the pill I was already planning things in my mind. She was out cold in fifteen minutes and I got to work on her unconscious body. I undressed her tight body and spread her legs wide. I wasn't going to fuck her pussy right away, I wanted it nice and wet first.

Fucking Sleeping Leah: Pt. 1

It's been about three months now that I have been secretly fucking my best friend while we had sleepovers. Nobody knows about it but me. Nobody knows I'm a lesbian either. It's weird how my best friend has no idea I'm attracted to her like fucking hell. Girls change clothes and get naked around each other and think nothing of it (unless they're lesbians). So the first time I realized I wanted to lick her pussy, was the first night I did. We were changing into our pajamas and she was taking off her dirty panties. Just one glance at her shaved pussy and mine was drenched. She took off her bra and pulled on a long tee shirt to sleep in.

The life of Ias

My name is Ias, I have black hair, brown eyes, I live in New Orleans, LA, I'm 5 foot 9 and a very logistical thinker. I also love women; I don't really have a type, so almost any type of girl turn me on, but each time I try to talk to a girl I would wine up talking myself right out of it. I would always think that I would say something wrong, or I would not be able to think of anything to say, so as the year went by I discover my mind had became my worst enemy. This was very bad for me because I knew a lot about sex, and I like to think of myself as a closet perv.

Suprize from Rusty

I had gotten out of the shower, about 8 a.m., and laid down on the sofa, nude, for some cybersex. After checking emails and goofing off on the net, I was laying on the sofa, watching t.v. when I dozed off. While I was sleeping, I was dreaming of getting a rim job (I am bi), and totally enjoying it. Well, after a few minutes of that, I started to get aroused, and realized it wasn't a dream; my wife's dog, Rusty, the Boston Terrier, had gotten out of his kennel, and was the one licking my ass!!! I started trying to shoo him off, but by this time, he had done gotten hard, and started viciouslly growling at me, even trying to bite me.

She was Pissed Off At Her Father

Wendy was 'hot.' All of my friends went gaa-gaa over her. She had always lived next door to me and we played together every day of our lives. We were the best of friends and we could tell each other anything. Likewise we could ask each other anything. One day Wendy told me that she was pissed off at her father. I tried to comfort her but that wasn't what she wanted. Her father had accused her of fucking around. It really pissed her off because she was still a virgin. I was also a virgin and she knew it. At the time we were in my bedroom, which wasn't unusual. That was when Wendy told me that she wanted to have sex. I asked her whom she wanted to have sex with.

Service

With us organizing everything for our trip it's been a little quiet .. sexually .. around here the past couple of weeks so I think I'll tell you this newsletter about an experience I had a month or so back. It happened when I took my car in for a service. Because we have played with the boss of the garage and one of the guys who work there I always expect a little extra when I visit and it was no different this time. I arrived at the garage pretty much on time and saw Craig working under a car. He hadn't seen me so I walked over, checked that no-one was looking and then pressed my heel onto his cock ... which of course startled him .

The Naughty Mom

Alicia Anderson wondered what it would be like to have a young stud to fuck her regularly. It seemed that every married woman in the world was having an affair these days except her. Even Zenobia Grant -- that decrepit old bag on the soap opera Alicia sat here watching as the rain poured down outside -- was having an affair. The old bag, with her six face lifts and inch-thick makeup, was presently locked in the muscular embrace of the young stableboy who tended her husband's prize horses. The stableboy had to be at least a half century younger than Zenobia. Alicia she'd never be able to figure out the stableboy's lust for the old bag.

What Mom Doesn't Know

My mom has always had the belief that what her husband doesn't know can't hurt him. He's her third husband, he came around at the time I was twelve (I'm 19 now). I had spent most of my childhood with my real father and a few years with my mother's second husband so he wasn't necessarily a father to me, but I still saw him as my mother's husband and an authority figure. He and I have always gotten along rather well. We like a lot of the same things, cooking shows, history channel, being outdoors, that kinda thing. I used to bake a lot and he liked my cookies so much he never wanted my mom to bake (something she was rather jealous of).