Ay: Mayıs 2023

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Gather round, boys and girls, and let me tell you the story of my craziest, most memorable sexual experience. I hope you enjoy it. I know I did. First a little background. This is real. It took place 14 years ago. I was in my mid-40s, just divorced and constantly horny. I traveled a lot on business back then and the internet made it shockingly easy to re-engage with my long dormant bi side. Years before marriage and real life intervened, I’d had a college fraternity brother who secretly sucked my cock. I still remember his whiskers scratching against my thigh and his smiling blue eyes looking in mine as he happily licked my cum off his lips. I wondered if I could find something like that again. I quickly discovered that Craigslist, in that day, was…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 We went on holiday together The Day Two Twink’s Came To Town and what a time we had. I was sitting at a pool complex on holiday with the sun beating down my online look alike who I had never met in person before, only online walked over to me. We were both engineering students at twined Universities in Glasgow and Gdansk, part of the twinning process each student filled in a questionnaire about themselves which was processed by a computer for compatibility arriving at a buddy system. I was buddied up with Eric Valensky. Not only did we study the same propulsion engineering subjects, we were look alkies at five feet six inches, black hair and fair skinned, an unusual combination with thin body frames weighing in at less than 120 lbs each. Initially we chatted…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Warning: The story contains non-consensual sex. My first day in the big city, and I’ve finally finished unpacking and setting up my new apartment. The last couple of weeks had been a whirlwind. After nearly 25 years of being together, my girlfriend Anna suddenly announced she was leaving me. She’d been having an affair for nearly a year with a guy named Mark and was moving in with him. Apparently just about everyone in our circle of friends knew about it, but nobody had the decency to tell me. He was everything I wasn’t. A big, rugged, good looking guy in his early 50s, who had an air of confidence. He owned a successful construction company and restored old cars and resold them as a hobby. Me, I was 58, just barely 5’ 8” and made my…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Early in the morning, the sun just barely peaks over the horizon of the dry prairie, signaling the rooster of the ranch to start its daily call of the dawn, echoing all throughout the ranch. “Hrrrmm… Grrrhhmm… Hrrrmm” Arthur growls hungrily with his tongue pouring into the younger man below him as his fat build rolls and pushes, his raging cock tunneling very deep in the wet cave beneath. “Awwwwaaahhh… OOoooohhhh… Nnnnhh” Cody whines and moans as takes his father’s massive cock up his ass as his burly beast practically devours his mouth. Cody is wearing his warm and cozy unionsuit, his own locked manhood having made his cotton front saturated with precum, his arms wrapped around his hairy parent’s beefy frame. Arthur is completely naked except for his cowboy hat — Cody insisted he’d wear it…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Please remember, as with all my stories, should you be looking for ‘Realism’, just move on. I aim for ‘Ridiculously Plausible’. All named characters in this story are eighteen or much older. This is the first in a new, four-part series for me. I hope you like it. ———- Camp Dickinger: An Adventure Camp for High School Boys and Girls is what it says on the sign and in the brochures. The sign hangs over the gate that marks the winding dirt road to our campus from a rural highway in the mountains of Virginia. If you take the turn, you will wind through some dense trees up the mountainside to an open meadow, with a large stream-fed lake, tennis courts, basketball courts, and a boat house. On one end of the meadow is the large chow…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 What Happened With Mrs. Lewis By: Sisi Burks June 20, 2022 By the time I turned eighteen and graduated high school, the summer of 2014, I was already quite the ladies’ man. Just the kind of guy that girls felt comfortable around and it was no accident. It took practice to know how to be chill and non-threatening even being 6’2″ and athletic. I had girlfriends all through high school, but I managed to make it out with no string attached of any kind. It would be a total waste of a football scholarship to go off to college tied down by a hometown girl. But, Mrs. Lewis was not one of my professors. She was my best friend’s mother. I knew her my entire life. What happened between us was unplanned to say the least. I…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ecstasy in Paradise: Part I. (Thursday) Rick’s plane from Miami landed in St. Monique exactly as scheduled at 4:00 PM. He took a taxi to the Le Château Hotel which took about ten minutes. Michelle’s plane from Paris would arrive at 8:00 PM and she would know to go directly to the hotel and check into the room that Rick would have registered for. Rick and Michelle had been childhood sweethearts from elementary school on growing up in Minneapolis. They did things together most of the time, went to the same university but took jobs in different fields. Rick was a programmer and found a lucrative job in Miami. Michelle also found a job in Miami but in the field of marketing. Rick and Michelle were about 30 years old. They had lived in Miami for six…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 I sat on the bench as crowds of people hurried back and forth. I didn’t want to go to the mall, but my entire family wanted to go for the after-Christmas sales. I walked around for a bit and window shopped, but quickly became bored so I found a bench and started reading the book I just bought. After a while, I sat up straight, lifted my head, and stretched my neck around. Then I saw you. You were beautiful. I didn’t realize I was staring until you looked directly at me through the window of the store you were in. It was in that moment I realized you were in a ladies intimate apparel store. I planted my nose right back into my book so fast I almost hit myself. I wondered to myself if you…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 First Time… My stories are in the form of a memoir. The tales are first of the protagonist growing up in his parent’s guesthouse, then progress to the time when he was an hotelier and culminating with him as sailing ship captain. I have collected them in a series of volumes entitled The Intimate Intercourse of a Hedonistic Hotelier, A Memoir. This story is from Volume I, with the title: The Early Years, Tantalizing Tastes. Though these stories are, for the most part inspired by true events; I freely admit that some of the stories are “more true” than others. I have changed the names of the participants to obscure their identity and to give them plausible deniability, if they so choose. Rest assured dear reader, all the sexual participants mentioned or alluded to were eighteen years…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 He sat in the chair next to his hero and held his hand. He talked to him for over an hour. It was the same thing he did every week. Nothing had changed. Not one thing in the past 13 years. Maybe one thing had changed. The frequency of his visits had changed. When he was 9 years old, he visited every day; every single day. He had to rely on his parents to bring him but they did. For years, they brought him every day to see his hero. But then it slowly dropped to a few times a week; even less once his mother committed suicide. He was 16 at that point and had been taking care of himself for years. His parents sure weren’t taking care of him so he had to do it….