screwing delivery guy

My buddy James and I were out drinking at a bar when we noticed a really hot chick walk in. She spoke to some patrons and saw us watching her. She came over and said, “Want to get laid tonight?” We looked at her and then at each other. “Both of you,” she said. “How much?” I asked and she smiled saying, “That can be decided on the way to your house.” We took her to James’ place and began with some more drinks. I had dreams of filling an ass full of cum and this seemed like a good opportunity. “I need to fuck your ass,” I told her, Selena was her name. “Hmm, everything is available for a price,” she replied.  I smiled, knowing that she would let me do it. James was already playing with her gigantic boobs. He had discarded her bra and I could see them with turgid nipples. She was lying on the couch and James was sort of pinching and plucking them.

I was working as a janitor in a college and I had an unbelievable experience. I wanted sex and release for a long time, and one day I got. The series of events leading up to that are also interesting and it all started with a new professor who had just joined.

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.

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.

This is my sex confession of a time when I was 15 years old. I was a teenager but quite the virgin. I never had any girlfriends and like any normal teenager I was obsessed with breasts. Any grown woman that I would cross, I would automatically get drawn to her boobs. I would try to imagine how they would feel against my hands. I wanted to touch and explore the female body and suck on milky boobs for pleasure. One day my wish was granted.

I was feeling horny today but that doesn’t mean I should think of fucking my stepmom. Cassie my usual was out of town and in this sweltering heat, my chances of finding a new girl to bang were almost zero. Anyway, I was still hoping that some girl would walk in through the door as I waited in the ice cream parlour. It was hot outside. Then the door opened and in came my stepmother.

I was at my farm house. I was just remembering the good old times I had spent with my husband at this place before getting divorced. However, ever since my divorce, I had a couple of dates with younger men. It was always fun to indulge with them as they had great energy and they could satisfy my needs. Although, my recent partner John had gone out of the town and I was missing his touch. You need to keep finding ways of satisfaction when you miss someone.

I was a forty something married woman, but I didn’t enjoy my sex life. My husband was always too busy and often away on business trips. I needed sex and for the first few years I used vibrators and other toys to manage. But I had always dreamt about fucking a boy toy, a young one and riding him till I was satisfied. And one day an opportunity knocked at my door.

Sheila and I had been seeing each other for two weeks now and she is my lesbian partner. I was waiting for her naked in the bathtub. I press my nipples thinking about her as I take my bath. Soon I am dressed for bed and its then that she comes in. She sees me in see-through nighty and a naughty grin overtakes her face.

Shana was my aunt – my dad’s stepsister. She was a little different from my stiff collared family. She was visiting this week and I was going to see her after five years. I was eighteen now, ready to join college. It was my last week at home and Shana who was 30, was visiting. Destiny had different plans and I had sex with my aunty.

It was one night when my cousin Joe had come over to our house. We had all turned eighteen over the summer and the way he was looking at me was making me shiver. I knew it was wrong with him being my cousin and all but the attraction between us was something. I wanted to have sex with my cousin and my body was electrified when I was near him.

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.

When you are married for 10 years, your sex life tends to get a bit boring. It is the same old missionary followed by doggy or little suckity-suck here and there. Sometimes, even the thought of having fun with a new partner, runs through your mind. But, it’s all the same. You will spend the initial years of your relationship, discovering the body of your new partner and then it all goes back to where you left from. So, the question is, does that make it a wise investment? Well, in my head, its not worth it. So, I tried to put in a bit more effort of making our marriage interesting. I started off by re-observing everything Ronald did on everyday basis to keep sex life active.

This is my first and only story where I was left unsatisfied with my hookup. I had never been on blind dates and I was never that girl who went for hookups. After being single for a while and on the advice of a few friends I tried adating app. It said it was specially for women. Some people had found serious partners through it so I tried it. But what I didn’t know, that in this country, a modern girl looking for a partner through a dating app means they want sex. Is this true? Hell no!

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!

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.

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.

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.

The first time I had sex with a man when I was nineteen. I knew I was attracted to other men and boys but in my very traditional family homosexuality wasn’t even talked about. I didn’t realise what my feeling meant. But that night, my first gay sex experience with a man changed everything.

I was at my friend’s bachelor party in Vegas and was going to experience something different. We were hitting up several clubs and in one I met Irina. I saw her dancing over the bar. Great body and amazing tits. I looked up and smiled when she caught my eye. She smiled as well and came down towards me. I am well built and was 27 when this incident happened.

BJ and I were going strong. If you haven’t read the previous story yet, read the part-1. We were attracted to each other, were intimate and pined for each other when away. Then slowly things started to get hotter and we just couldn’t get enough. There was no opportunity we left to touch each other, to fondle or even kiss each other. We kissed behind closed door elevators, within ATM kiosks and even behind bushes if we got a chance. And then just one day on the fly, we decided to do it. Have first sex and lose our virginity.

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.

My name is Aryan and I was posted in Chickmanglur, an area with a lot of hills and coffee plantations. I was sent there for handling the production work. I was given a guesthouse to stay and a house-help, a man named Hari, who helped me with basic things I needed. His wife used to prepare food and do cleaning stuff for me. His wife, Rekha, was a very beautiful and desirable woman. I am going to share my story of how I came closer to her and had sex with the wife of caretaker of my guest house.

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.

I was going home after a long day’s work and didn’t feel like driving in the crappy weather. It was raining cats and dogs, anything was hardly visible and roads were flooded. In that weather, I found a girl looking for lift. I had to stop and I watched her as she slowly walked towards my car. She stood at the window hesitating. I assured her I am not some kind of psycho. She smiled and slowly got in. I turned on the blower, she was dripping wet. I started the car and slowly drove around. I didn’t know an unexpected surprise on a road trip like this is awaiting for me.