I am just 30 years old, married, and have a hot and perfect figure which every man craves for. I love wearing Indian outfits and am quite fond of a saree. This showcases my natural beauty and busty boobs, and so I prefer draping a net saree with a deep neck blouse. This my story of how I got close and had horny fuck with servant in my bedroom.
I had always focused on having a good body and participation in athletics had kept me fit. But today I was out of a job, being freshly fired. I hadn’t thought about what I would do as I had a mountain of debt and I was also raising my 1-year-old nephew. I needed something asap to pay the bills and feed ourselves. It is at this time that my cousin introduced me to Jofre who produced porn films. And tomorrow I was going for a screen test. Getting kinky while watching porn is different and being watched is completely different.
Hi, I am Shail and I am 21 now. The incident I am going to narrate happened in high school when I was 16 and became slut of my friend. My parents wanted a daughter but I was their only kid so, my mother often used to dress me up like a girl when I was a child. That stayed with me as I grew up. I used to dress up as a girl in the solace of my room as my parents strictly ordered me not to dress like a girl ever. I had no idea this will change my entire life. One day I was dressed up as a girl when a friend from my high school came banging in my room. It was then that I realised my room wasn’t properly locked.
I am Neila. I will share my story of how I my boss had BDSM Sex with Domestic Servant who worked with her. I was 19 years old when I signed up a job for a domestic servant. When I reached the place, it was an empty room. All it had mirrored walls and in the middle was a metallic table. I had no idea what to expect. I signed up because the pay offered was good and they were offering food and lodging. I had to pay for my student’s debt. While I was deep in my thought, I jumped up from my place when I heard someone walking in. It was a middle-aged woman. She looked sexy in her leather cat suit. She was carrying a cardboard box and a riding crop. Her long thick hair was neatly tied in a high ponytail and her heels made a clicking sound when she walked.
It was a Sunday afternoon and I had taken a long weekend off from work as I was too bored with my life. I had recently been through a very rough patch in my life. I had broken up my 10-year-old relationship with my boyfriend after which I was into severe depression. I wanted to stay alone for this weekend but somehow staying alone made me remember all the bad memories. So, I decided that Sunday night I would just let myself free and go out. I dressed up a black cocktail dress and applied bold makeup to feel different. I just wanted to feel someone else and not myself that day. Once I reached the nearby bar, I saw a few familiar faces as I used to visit this place often with my friends but tonight, I was all alone. I had never thought that soon I was going to meet a stranger who not only ignited my sexuality but also made me forget about everything around me.
I am recounting this tale as it happened when I was in college. I was still discovering my sexuality and wanted to try everything. So, I ordered some sex toys online, keeping it for future use. I had a girlfriend and I would fool around with her. We had had sex occasionally but I was a young horny guy, wanting to explore more – try toys and some kinky acts. And I was preparing for it – a sensual and sweaty night.
Alessia was always a wild child and that what attracted me to her at first. There was this need to subdue her and fuck some sense into her, may be a wild sex session with my maid. I had made her my submissive and I could fuck some sense into her on a regular basis. I loved doing that – fucking her, especially if she resisted me. I smile at that thought and enter my apartment.
Chad was an asshole! He had been cheating on me for months and I had turned a blind eye to all the warnings that my friends and even his friends gave me. I believed that he really loved me, as much as I loved him. But the one thing, I learnt was that men are never to be trusted. They will use you and then throw you away. Will not show you the respect you deserve. In my string of failed relationships, each one of them had used me for their own benefit. And in the end, it was a “sorry” that I got. For all that pain, for all that I did for them – sorry – one word as a return gift. But I had had enough and I was going to get back through revenge sex.
I was meeting a group of guy friends at a bar. It was a renowned gay bar where drag shows were held on Tuesdays. So I went there, a woman. I was bisexual and enjoyed dallying with both sexes. I was enjoying the show, singing along when I went to get a drink at the bar. Max was serving drinks and the first thing I noticed about her was that she had heavy eye jewellery. Piercings and heavy makeup made her eyes pop even more. I didn’t know I would end up sleeping with the Waitress I met there.
I am 45 years old and my name is John. My wife is a socialite. She has so many friends that she is invited to various weddings and parties all the time. I am a person who likes to stay indoors after a long day of work. Although, this one time she forced me to attend a wedding with her. I had come home early from work and so, I agreed. Didn’t know this would turn into an affair with wife’s friend.
I met Lisa in college and then we also had some steamy webcam sex. But that’s not the end. It was because she wanted to relax sexually and didn’t want the hassle of dating a guy. I wanted her. Oh, I so wanted her. But she kept denying me. And now we are stuck together on a plane. Right next to each other, in economy. Why, you ask? Because we are on a freaking college trip or an educational trip if you prefer. That was it. I had some sexy moments up in the air itself.
I was 21 when I met Jo – Josephine actually, but she preferred Jo. She was all of 18 and a very spunky girl. She was Fran’s daughter. Fran – my father’s wife. I hadn’t seen her before although Fran and Dad were married for more than four years. Maybe because I was at university and hadn’t come home in a while. But this summer, I saw her. She was a tiny brunette who was interested in astronomy. What I didn’t know was that she was untouched and I discovered about my virgin stepsister soon.
In my family, women are always covered in a Burkha. It is believed that covering up a woman’s body keeps them safe from evil eye be it from their own father or even their husband’s ninth wife. Like in the western world, when I was a kid, we were never exposed to a woman’s body, apart from their eyes or their feet. Clean beautiful feet with mehendi design or alta dye stain, often made me wonder about what lied under it. Destiny had something else defined for me and I sharing my story of fetish seduction on my wedding night.
I was living alone for a while now and didn’t have a permanent partner. I did enjoy casual sex once in a while and had a vibrator ready in my drawer. Lately I had been dreaming of my ex a lot and had dreamt about having an affair with my ex-boyfriend too. I don’t know why, it just happened. And then something unthinkable took place. He moved in next door!
They always say, the first time is shocking, the second surprising and the third, well, there is no stopping. I have been a very adventurous and rebellious girl. I like to question things and people quite often, which earns me, quite a reputation. With this typical characteristic of mine, I was asked to leave my home and never show my face again, by my own father. They said that they have tolerated my gypsy spirit, but they can’t anymore as they were answerable to God. How did everything change and how unconventional anal sex brought back pleasure in my life is what I am going to share in this story.
She looked at her girlfriend sleeping right beside her. Her velvet soft skin shining in the morning sun. Her perky breast rising and falling with her breath as if inviting her to feast on them yet again. The night before has been exhilarating but she wanted more. She had never thought that she would be engaged in lesbian sex. But from the time they have met, sparks flew. She felt oddly attracted to Maya. It was evident that they were both attracted to each other. It started with an introduction and today they have been dating constantly for over six months. No matter how much she feasts on her, she always ends up wanting more.
I am Sagar, a 24-year aged man, or woman you might say. I started loving the clothes of the woman since my teenage and I like turning into a woman. I always use to wear women’s nightwear while sleeping and even during the day I used to wear a bra and panty under my men’s wear. It used to give me immense pleasure. One day, I went to watch a late night movie. Beside me, a handsome man was sitting. After half an hour or so, I felt his hands caressing my thighs. I was a little confused but I was enjoying his touch. So, I let it be. His caress deepened and my erection was getting stronger with each stroke. Slowly his hands touched my hard cock and I sucked in my breath.
Laura was married, happily married to Matt for a long time. But today she was nervous, she had no idea how to tell this to Matt. Her phone pinged. The message was from her husband asking if she is excited about tonight. She was, but she was nervous and little scared as well. She finished cooking the dinner and went to take a long hot shower to calm her mind. She slid into the bathtub and started soaping herself. For some reason, she was feeling particularly hot tonight. Matt has been away for two weeks on a business trip. She thought about him as she touched her hardened buds and swollen breasts. She moved her hands down her abdomen and then further down until she was holding her throbbing erection. Yes, you read it right, her husband had a wife with a cock.
This was the third time I was meeting Xena. I was having an affair with her and I had kept it a secret from my wife. What do I say? I was addicted to her or rather my cock was addicted to her pussy. And she was naughty as hell so I enjoyed doing things with her of sexual nature. I don’t feel bad having an affair with a hot escort like Xena.
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I am Natalia, a shemale and I have enjoyed rough sex a lot. I like fucking both men and women as long as I am satisfied. This one night I was literally made to get pleasured by my neighbour and I enjoyed it a lot. He had just jumped me and entered my apartment forcefully. I got scared and resisted but the minute he kissed me I relaxed.
Miranda was a cam girl working for one of the best webcam sites. She was pretty and hot both. I had met her through online sex portal. She had just lost her job and thus, was using the site to make some bucks until she found a new job. We used to meet each other on the portal often. Although, one night we decided to meet in person. Sex Date With a Stranger can be interesting and fun both.
My wife Shana and I wanted to experiment a bit to spice up our sex life. So, I had been learning a little of rope tying techniques as we both dabbled in BDSM role play. We were also planning on adding a little bit of role play to stimulate each other as acting like strangers just make things naughtier. The date was set and I was to come in as the handyman to fix the sink.
I am Neil and this is the story of a sensual encounter with my mother. It all happened last year when I went to my home in the countryside to spend my holidays. I didn’t inform my mother about my arrival as I wanted to give her a surprise. As I entered the door, which was open as usual, I saw my mother in a white see-through nightgown, cooking breakfast. I hugged her from behind but unlike other times I felt different as if she is burning, burning from inside.