When I turned 18, I was moving out to California for college. As my stay wasn’t figured yet, my mom invited my dad to our home and proposed the idea of me living with him and his wife for a few months. My dad and his wife were very happy to hear that and came all the way to Toronto to pick me up. I was never close to my dad, but I always remembered my first experience of sex with my stepmother.
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 am a bachelor and working all day along with living along takes a toll. I lived alone in a PG and there is a maid that cooks and cleans for me. Slowly I got addicted to watching porn. I usually used to watch it alone and masturbate. But slowly I started becoming more addicted to it and started watching whenever I could. The story is mine where I had sex with my PG maid, so read on more.
I was attracted to Nat. Natalie which was her full name. Ever since she turned sixteen, these feelings bubbled up and I couldn’t hide the fact anymore. It was her 20th birthday and I wanted to give her a gift to remember. I wanted to have sex with my niece, desperately. She was my stepbrother’s daughter, but we never treated each other as step siblings.
I had the will to live happy, that’s what my Nana had said. Today at 28 with a body on the heavier style, I still am sassy and outspoken. Sometimes I do feel let down by my body but I feel I make it up with my will to stand proud and strong. One day, I chose to visit some adult dating websites portal and signed up to see what it is about. What did I know that I would meet someone special from a dating website.
I was in my second year at law school, when a new teacher joined the faculty. She was in charge of teaching us Criminal Law. Five-foot-six, slender figure, dark brown hair with a few loose curls, our teacher Serena, was mesmerizing to say the least. She had a perfect cleavage and her ass was tight. As she stood in front of the class, doing her job, all I could do was stare at her. I imagined all the things that I wanted to do to her. I wanted to hold her and lick her into oblivion. So in order to get close to her, I approached her after class with the request to help me with the subjects personally since I was having difficulty in understanding the theories. I was just taking my chance but didn’t know I was going to experience bliss- my first lesbian experience with my teacher!
I had a high-flying career and was married for the last 10 years. But my husband was mostly away on business most of the year, saying that right now was the time to earn. I agreed with it. We could earn now and relax later. But lately, I had been feeling lonely and quite horny. I was angry and frustrated as I missed sex with a person. But because we had mutually decided to live like this, I couldn’t say much on it. I couldn’t say I changed my mind. So, I waited for things to change. I wanted get banged hard because I’ve been missing sex.
It was 12 am at night and I just couldn’t get my eyes to close. I was thinking about Shari, how hot she looked tonight while setting up for dinner. She was employed with me and I was attracted to my maid. I couldn’t explain it, but it was there. She had come to me a year ago seeking employment. She studied during the night and worked for me during the day.
It was a normal Friday during the summer month of the year. Me and my friend had decided on visiting a strip club far away from the city which was famous for 5 strip dancers who used to run it. The strip club was very popular because of the variety of themes that the boys incorporated in their dance and strip shows. I had never seen their pictures but had heard a lot about these strippers. I was excited to visit this strip club as I had never been to a male strip club. I had never thought in my wildest dreams that I would end up having sex with a stripper during my first time at a strip club. Once we reached the club, we saw that the crowd was full of women and some gay men dressed in short and kinky clothes.
I had met Josie at a bar and she had no qualms in letting me know that she was a shemale. We both were drunk and horny, so she let me feel her up. I had had gay encounters and considered myself bisexual, so I wasn’t afraid of touching another penis. It made me hard. I was too drunk for sex so I shared my contact information with her and when we met, there was a porn flick made on my camera while having sex with a shemale.
My name is Ashley, I am 18 years old. Most people would describe me as outgoing and laid back. My parents are quite successful. My mother is a human rights lawyer and my father runs a large company. I guess that’s why they place such high expectations on me. They say laid-back means lazy and my only drive is to a party, but what do they know? I will get to my dad’s secretary part of the story little later.
I remember the time I went to Mr and Mrs Lewis’ parties. Every year they threw an annual bash, complete with over the top decor and food. That year, I was sixteen and a hot Latina was serving cocktails. I was instantly attracted and got a hard on. She was wearing this short black dress, showing off her toned legs in heels. I was going to fuck her in those, I knew it. My kinky imaginations led to outdoor sex with the maid.
I was a part of our college football team and had practice that afternoon. I arrived at the locker room to change and saw this skinny older guy. He was wearing spectacles and talking to coach. That was the first time I saw Laurent. Later I found out that he was a visiting Maths professor. He taught at the university. We slowly became friends, even though we were from opposite spectrum. I was a jock and he was more interested in theorems. Everything seems so good so far right? It went way too far from just studies and I ended up having sex with my maths professor.
My marriage was a peaceful one, devoid of stressors and shouting matches. But sexually, I wasn’t too satisfied. I was looking for something, wanting something more and this actually showed in my acts. Once, I was fucking my wife and although her pussy was squeezing me in the right ways, I wasn’t feeling excited enough. So much so that in the middle, my cock suddenly went limp. It was then that I thought that maybe I needed a second partner in my life to make more excited.
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 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.
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.
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.
Hi, I am Nadia, I an 28 years old and I am Katoptronophilic. In simple terms, I love having sex in front of the mirror, well that’s weird fetish sex but that’s how I am. So, my room is full of mirrors, each wall and ceilings. Doesn’t matter where I am on the bed, I can see myself in the mirror. Mostly, my boyfriends would get creeped out of so many mirrors. I also enjoy gloryhole porn videos where they fuck in front of the mirror and take cum inside their mouth. There was a time when I thought I will only see myself, pleasuring me in these mirrors, until I met Ron. He has the looks that every woman weak in the knees just by looking. His smouldering dark eyes, his Latino skin and sharp features topped by his well-built physique made him look like a Greek god.
I was working for Ash for a few weeks now and I knew the way he looked at me. He stared at my ass way longer than an “employer” should. And I was attracted to him, horny at times, masturbating to his thoughts, to an image of his naked body. I will tell how the attraction moved ahead and he spit cum in my panties.
After my semester exams were over, I was heading home to spend a couple of days of my holidays with my family. I was waiting at the airport for my flight which was due to depart at around 7:40 pm. The boarding call started around 7:00 pm and I boarded the flight and was adjusting my luggage. Suddenly, a sweet and melodious voice hit the walls of my eardrums. I turned back and saw a girl of nearly 5’3” inches with a thick bottom and average sized breast asking me to help keep her luggage. I helped her and prayed that she sits next to me. However, the luck was not in my favour, and she sat in the next row. My luck was good enough when I had a girlfriend and I was lucky enough to have sex with a virgin girl during my relationship.
My boyfriend was meeting me tonight for Valentine’s Day. I knew there would be flowers for me and anal for him. He loved it. Loved the way my tight ass took him, the way I moaned in pain and pleasure. So I waited for him that night, in my sheer blue bra and wanted to get licked in the ass. Then he entered the room.
Cheating can be defined as an accident, unintentional or maybe intentional act. It depends on person to person and maybe situations are different for everyone. We can’t say until we go through the same condition and become the game changer.
I had an affinity towards women’s clothes and have a lot of crossdressing fantasies. The soft silks, shimmery fabrics and bold colours – I loved them all. But I was a boy and all my friends would laugh if ever a boy wore a pink shirt. And I loved hose colours. I wanted to raid my mom’s closet, wear her dresses, put on makeup and strut like the diva that I was. But I held this in me for many years, until one night I saw my parents. They had dressed up in costumes I believe. My mom was a policeman and dad played a nurse. It seemed they were role-playing, but mom was a man and dad was a woman?
I had a different sexual relationship with my husband Jan. He liked being the cuckolded husband and it added spice to our sex life. We had experimented with many kinks and one was when I had tied him up put him inside the slotted cupboard. From there he watched me getting fucked by a bouncer that we had found at a nightclub. He came just by watching us and I had a lot of fun getting rammed by a big black dick. That was a fun night.