I recently answered an ad to pose nude for a local artist. When I arrived at his home, he led me downstairs to his studio in the basement. He was a good looking guy, just the kind I always went for. He showed me where I could address and handed me a long silk robe to slip into. When I walked from behind the curtain, he already had everything set up. He pointed over to a long sofa that he wanted me to pose on. I let the robe fall to the floor and settled in for the session. As I watched his beautiful eyes study every curve and dip of my body, I began to get a little warm. The appreciation he had for my form showed. I could see it his eyes, the movement of his hands and his pants. His attraction was very easy to see with ever growing bulge he made no attempt to hide from me. I was in a trance, my eyes watching his ever move. When he put his sketch pad aside and told me he was finished, we both stood up, facing each other. I could hear both of us breathing in the small space we were in. I walked slowly over to him, still completely naked. We both lunged at each other, starving. My back hit the concrete wall, then his, then mine again, his mouth devouring mine. His hands lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist. My mouth never left his as I fought to get his pants down. With his hands cupping my ass, he thrust his hard cock inside of my dripping pussy. We both moaned loudly as he began to fuck me against the wall. It wasn’t slow in sensual… it was fast and passionate, both of us writhing against one another. I didn’t feel the cold rough wall in the damp basement or his hands bruising my thighs as he held me tightly against him.. I only felt him and what he was doing to my body. We were both shaking as he pushed in one last time. He came deep inside my pussy as I wrapped my arms and legs around him, holding him close. He slowly turned and carried me back to the sofa and collapsed on it with me. After a while, he pulled away and went to retrieve his sketch pad. He sketched me as I was, post orgasm. He smiled and told me it was going to be beautiful. I collected my things and started to leave. As I was making my way out the door, he grabbed my arm to stop me. He asked if I would pose for him again. I told him I would think about it, but knew I would be back.. I couldn’t resist.
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My nosy neighbor has been asking me out for months. I have no interest in him. I’ve seen his equipment and I’m less than impressed. His 18 year old son on the other hand— he more than meets my requirements. He’s just my type. Young and cocky. He knows what he has and how to use it. I had him doing my yard work for a little while. He would mow my yard and I would watch him from my bedroom window. My fingers would delve deep into my pussy and I would cum over and over. One day hey came to the door for his payment. I opened the door wearing a short silk robe and nothing else. He smirked and tugged the belt of my robe loose. He walked right in the house, grabbed my hair and pushed me to my knees. I was already working on his jeans. I wanted that cock. He was already hard, as most teenaged boys are. My mouth sucked hungrily at his cock, taking long hard drags off of it. Fuck, he was huge. He held my head and fucked my throat, telling me what a slut I was. He pulled my head off his dick and pulled me up by my hair. My face was pushed into the wall as he rammed inside of my dripping pussy. He had one hand fisted in my hair, holding me in place while he whispered the filthiest things in my ear. He pulled his cock out of my pussy and shoved his fingers inside, making me squirt everywhere. He twisted my hair until I was down on my knees again. He commanded that I stick my tongue out as he came all over my face and tits. Once I had cleaned his cock to his liking, he let me know that that was how I was going to start paying him from now on. I told him I had no problem with that arrangement, as I took his cock back into my mouth.
Time to get back into shape after the Holidays.
Want to be my personal trainer?
Will you make sure that my body positioning is correct? You might have to grab my hips to adjust my form. Also, there will times when my boobs are in your face. My hard nipples strain against the fabric of my work out tops. You might imagine that I am wearing nothing at all. My little work out tops leave little to the imagination.
Also, I need my personal trainer to stretch me out after each session.
You will have to hold each leg and pull it back towards me. Need my trainer to help keep my back and hips in proper alignment, so there will be a lot of touching. Warning, sometimes I don’t wear panties to the gym, because I don’t like panty lines. On occasions where I am wearing shorts, you might get a glimpse of my cotton thong. Hope that doesn’t make you blush.
I need my personal trainer to keep my motivated.
If you pull my body against yours and I feel your hard cock against me, I would find that to be very motivating. (Actually had that happen once, and it was so hot) Would love for it to happen again. I am sure that if you were my personal trainer, you would know all the secluded spots where we could get naked and fuck right there in the gym…Now that would keep me “cumming” and coming back for more.
Happy New Year
Skylar
My man and I had both been working so hard and decided that we needed to get away from it all. We packed some things and headed to our favorite little spot in the woods. It’s one of those spots off the beaten path that is super private. We got there, set up camp and began to unwind. I barely put up a fight as he playfully grabbed my waist and pulled me back onto the hammock with him. I closed my eyes as I lay against his chest, feeling his hand stroking my back. I sat up a little, careful not to rock the hammock, and smiled down at him. His hand moved to my cheek, caressing it. I leaned forward and gave him a little peck on the lips. He moaned a little and I bit my lip as I gave him another wicked smile. His arms wrapped around me as he tugged me up against him. My mouth went back to his, hungrier this time. His hands went under my shirt, cupping my tits with his big hands. I used my legs to push his pants down. I had to have him inside me. With most of our clothes out of the way, I felt him sink inside… deep. He pulled me completely against him, his hands all over my body. He buried his face in my neck as I slid up and down on his cock. We had to go slow, but it had never been more intense. In no time, I was cumming around his throbbing cock. He continued to rock me on his body, fucking me through my orgasm. I could feel it building again. We were both shaking. Both on the edge. I cupped his face in my hands, looking into his eyes. His mouth took mine as we came together. I didn’t want to move, I just wanted to lay there with him. He must have felt the same way. We drifted off to sleep, not a care in the world. Just each other.
My boyfriend took me away on vacation right after Christmas for a few days. I think he got tired of me in jeans and sweatshirts. I think he missed seeing me in a bikini.
Our first day at the resort, I woke up to him kissing me. He was already dressed and had a cup of coffee from the cafe downstairs. He also had a present for me. I was excited. I love presents.
I tore open the package and found a super tiny little bikini. I couldn’t wait to put it on and head to the pool. He couldn’t wait to get me back to the room and take it off of me.
Hope your Holidays were are sexy as mine! If not, give me a call and I will show you a very sexy time!
Layla
I am not happy with my grade in Human Anatomy, not at all. I have been leaving messages and sending emails to my Professor, but he is not getting back to me. I decide to pay him a little visit at his house. Maybe he made a mistake, maybe I bombed the final, or maybe he is waiting for me to come to him so he can see what cute little outfit that I got from Santa. My Professor has a reputation of liking cute girls.
I go to his house and ring the bell. I am wearing a short little pink skirt and white sweater, with cute pair of heels. He answers the door and invites me into his study to discuss my grade. At first, he is adamant that I got the grade I deserved. I insist that there has to be a mistake and could I please see my final exam.
His study is very cozy and warm with a fire going. He sits down at his desk and pulls out his folder. He starts going through the papers. He can’t seem to find my exam. He goes through all of his papers again and again.
He says it must be back in his office at the university. I climb into his lap and remind him that pretty girls don’t like to wait. He could change my grade now put all this silliness to bed, and then put me in his bed for the afternoon. I seduce him into his bed and demonstrate my expertise in human anatomy.
Bratty Bree
Santa tell me if you’re really there
Don’t make me fall in love again
If he won’t be here next year
Santa tell me if he really cares
Cause I can’t give it all away if he won’t be here next year
Feeling Christmas all around
And I’m trying to play it cool
But it’s hard to focus when I see him walking ‘cross the room
Let it snow, is blasting out
But I won’t get it in the mood
I’m avoiding every mistletoe until I know it’s true love
That he thinks of
So next Christmas I’m not all alone (boy)
It is so cold outside baby, but I am so hot for you. With all the shopping and preparations there has been no me and you time. Let’s make a date for some hot, heavy, animal lust and passion. I know you need it as much as your woman does. Pick your pleasure and unwrap me slowly!
Merry Christmas loves
and a totally hot fucking New Year!
Kisses, licks and fucks, Your Tiff
I love spending Christmas Eve with my special little love. I start buying pretty silky and lacey lingerie for him weeks before. When he comes home and sees another pretty bag or box wrapped in shiny pink with white bows he just beams with delight. He knows Mommy Debi has been shopping for the two of us and our special night.
Christmas day is so busy that it has always been our tradition to open gifts and have a sexy fashion show the night before. This year I have planned something special. I wonder when he shakes the boxes if he can guess what it is?
Naughty Holidays to all. xoxo Dirty Debi
My older step brother and I are very close in age. We were close but competitive.
We always had this love/hate relationship. Our parents brushed it off as just a little sibling rivalry but it was really sexual chemistry.
We didn’t know each other until his Dad starting dating my Mom. We met in junior high and they got married when we were in high school, so our family was blended. Our bedrooms were next to each other and we shared a bathroom. Our parents both worked a lot and then they spent as much time together as possible as newlyweds.
My step brother and I spent a lot of time alone together. I knew his secrets. He loved watching me practice my dance. I knew he masturbated with my panties and we watched a lot of porn. As any teen girl, I would walk around in just panties and t shirt. He would try and spy on me while I was changing clothes. I would make up really stupid excuses to come into the bathroom while he was taking a shower. We liked looking at each other naked.
Heading home for the holidays. Taking some of my sexy lingerie home with me. Can’t wait to show my brother my naughty little black lingerie. I still fantasize about him and his big cock.
When I walked into the room, there she was. She was a breath taking beautiful lady. She appeared delicate and cautious. She was classy and reserved.
Deep inside those sparkling blue eyes was this smoldering sex kitten begging to be released. I wanted to meet her.
My husband had his hand on my back as he escorted through the gathering of our friends and fellow swingers. It was our monthly swingers’ party. We worked our way through the small crowd, so I could be introduced to Francesca and her husband, the newbie couple.
It is apparent that Francesca was nervous. We were all warm and friendly, but secretly, we all wanted to spend the night with Francesca and Tom. I touched her face and told her I remembered our first swingers’ party and that it was ok to be nervous. I was assured her that anticipation was part of the excitement. Turns out that her husband was chatting up my husband. Francesca’s husband was interested in a little wife swap with us. Francesca’s husband was mesmerized by my sexy curves as much as my husband and I were enchanted with Francesca.
After a couple of drinks and some flirtatious conversation, the four of us made our way to an empty bedroom. The master bedroom was already occupied, but we found a very comfortable guest bedroom. I held one hand of Francesca’s and her husband held her other hand as the four of us entered into the cozy room. I lit a couple of candles. I walked over to Francesca and undid her dress. I kissed her soft lips while both of our husbands got naked. Once my husband was naked he undressed me.
My husband traced my nipple against Francesca’s lips. Francesca shivered and licked my hard nipple. My husband grabbed his phone and took a picture to capture the moment. It was very exhilarating.
I kissed down her body and licked her pussy. She was insanely wet. My husband took his cock to Francesca’s mouth and her husband fucked me from behind. My husband was incredibly hard and she brilliantly sucked his cock. He came all over her beautiful face. She licked his cum off her lips.
My tongue gave so much pleasure to sweet Francesca. My husband joined me. Both of our tongues were deep inside of her sweet pink folds. She started grinding against us harder and harder. Her husband, Tom, was right at the edge. He fucked and fucked me. He came inside of me and moments later, Francesca came hard. I kissed her and shared the taste first with her and then with the taste of her with both of our husbands. It was beautiful.
Jackie
