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My client got hard while I'm giving him a massage
Female POV. So I do this part-time massage business, completely legit, just something I began doing to assist friends and co-workers. I'm not even licensed or anything, but I've been doing it long enough that people actually do trust me, particularly when they're not in the mood to go get a spa or clinic. He arrived by referral. My cousin or friend of this guy, I don't know. He was punctual, very courteous, mid-30s or so. The standard small talk, nothing unusual at all. He got into position, face down, towel on, completely normal positioning. I started on his back, shoulders, neck, he was tight, but relaxed quickly. He didn't talk much, which was fine by me. Some individuals like to chat the whole time, but he just laid there, letting me work. I worked my way down to his lower back, then down to his legs. And that's when I saw it. When I set the towel to work his hamstrings, I caught a glimpse. He was hard. Like solid. And he just… stayed there. Didn't flinch, didn't react. Just breathed normally like all was right. I stood there for roughly half a second. I've seen it happen before, men can't help themselves, you know? But normally, they're embarrassed or try to rectify it. But him? He didn't even try at all. I tried to play cool. Just concentrated on his thighs. But my hands started to slow down, going a bit deeper. I kept trying to tell myself I was being completely professional, but… nah, not really. I was totally paying attention. Watching him like a hawk. Every time I inched my hands closer, I saw his back swell just slightly faster. As if he was panting through it. And somehow, I didn't back away. I stayed close. My fingers grazing just near the edge of the towel. Not on anything I shouldn't — but not far either. And the air between us got so… heavy. I began to experience it in my body. That sore sensation in my stomach. My thighs contracted. I was all warm in the middle. My skin, my chest, everything was really on high alert. I knew I should have cut it off sooner. Cracked a joke. Went to get water. Something. But I didn't. He did not budge. Still. Letting me work. And I swear I could sense the tension in his entire body. As if he was restraining himself from movement — from doing something. So, when I was done, I informed him that we were finished, and he just nodded. He didn't even move to roll over. Just lay under the towel. Still stiff. I grabbed my stuff, told him, "You're good," and he quietly said, "Thanks." He went out and didn't looked back But now I simply can't help thinking about it. After a few days, he scheduled another appointment. But this time, he specifically asked for me to be his masseur. I don't know why, but I felt a bit excited. This time, there are some crazy request.
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I tried a BBC the night before my wedding
Female POV. I met a BBC the night before my wedding… and let him walk me to my room Okay. So. Night before the wedding. Everyone else is already asleep. Bridesmaids passed out in their room. I couldn’t sleep. My chest felt tight. Head buzzing. Like I was supposed to feel excited but I just felt weirdly... alone. So I threw on my hoodie. No bra, no underwear, just shorts. Went downstairs to the hotel bar. I wasn’t planning to stay long. Just get a drink, chill out, breathe. Then I saw him. He was tall. Black. Sitting alone with a drink and that quiet kind of confidence. Not trying to show off. Just calm. He looked up at me once and gave this tiny nod, and something about it made me stop. I sat a few seats away. Somehow we started talking. Nothing flirty at first. Just easy. Like we’d known each other for longer than five minutes. Then he asked why I was in town. I told him I was getting married in the morning. He raised his eyebrows and said, “So this is your last night being single?” I laughed. “Yeah. I guess it is.” He just smiled. Didn’t push. Didn’t say anything else. But I felt it. That shift in the air. That little spark that made everything start to feel heavier. And I should’ve ended it right there. I should’ve said goodnight and walked away. But I didn’t. Instead I told him I should head back up, and when he offered to walk me, I said yes. Just like that. In the elevator I was completely silent. My heart was racing. And I kept thinking, this is a bad idea. You’re about to marry someone tomorrow. What are you doing. But then another thought hit me. One I didn’t want to admit, even to myself. You’ve never been with a Black man before. You’ve thought about it. You’re curious. And you want to know. And just like that, the guilt twisted with the want. When we got to my door, I turned to say goodnight. But I didn’t open it. And he didn’t leave. He just stood there, watching me like he knew exactly what I was thinking. I took a breath. Quiet. Nervous. Then I said, “You wanna come in for a sec?” He didn’t even answer. Just stepped inside. I let the door close behind him. I leaned back against it. My heart was pounding. He came closer. Slow. Focused. Eyes on mine like he was reading me. So I took off the hoodie. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. He looked at me for a second. No words. Just heat in his eyes. Then he dropped to his knees. His hands wrapped around my thighs. His mouth got close. My head was spinning. And just when his tongue touched me— @Post-orgasm creampie continuation
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His cock rubbed on my ass and I got wet thinking about it
Female POV. I dont know how the fuck it happened. But let me tell you what happened. I am Janet. Female and 28 years old. It happened so fast, but I can’t get it out of my head. I was at the copier, bent over trying to unjam a stuck paper, when Daniel—quiet, polite Daniel—walked by behind me. Or tried to. I guess the space was tighter than he expected. That’s when I felt it. His cock, not even fully pressed, but there, just brushing up against my ass. He muttered a quick, flustered “Sorry,” and kept walking like nothing happened. But I froze. My body didn’t. I stood there for a few seconds pretending to fix the paper, but my thighs squeezed together. My skin felt hot. My brain kept replaying that brief moment over and over. Back at my desk, I couldn’t concentrate. My chair suddenly felt too warm, and my fingers hovered over my keyboard without typing anything. I kept glancing over to where Daniel was sitting, acting normal. But I wasn’t. My panties were fucking wet. I kept shifting in my seat, my legs crossing tighter, then opening again. Every brush of my thighs reminded me of that contact. It wasn’t even anything. Just a moment. But now I wanted more. I saw daniel walking and I can see his fat cock in his pants bulging. I got so horny and I just started putting my hand inside my pants and started playing my pussy until I cum.
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I let my neighbor creampie me while my husband is sleeping
I let my neighbor creampie me while my husband is sleeping. After my husband and I had sex, i was not satiasfied. that's when I remember our neighbor who has a nice body and a big dick. I quickly called him on the phone pretending that there is an emergency but I only want him to straighly go in our house. after he arrived, he asked what happened. I said there is a leakage, he asked where, I said down here in my pussy, it needs to be patched up by your dick I said. he was confused at first, then I told him I need a man who can satisfy me because my husband cant even last 2 minutes when we are fucking. I grabbed his hand and told him to feel how wet my pussy is, he was shocked but I continue to guide his hands in my underwear so he can feel how wet my pussy is. I t0ld him that we should go in the bathroom to not be caught. we then started fucking wildly, he ate my pussy first and then continued to fuck me like his bitch. He creampied my pussy @Avoid common AI words/phrases
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I Thought He Was My Husband
@#forbidden fruit@#oral fixation I thought it's my husband who is fucking me from behind, but then I turn around because I notice that his dick is bigger than usual, then I saw my neighbor fucking my wet pussy. I asked him why is he fucking me, He said he didn't want to lose the opportunity to fuck me. He saw me bending over in window and he sneaked in our house and puts his dick inside me. I didn't stop him because it was too good@#oral fixation
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Fucking My Neighbor
My neighbor Cathy and I are fucking when her husband is gone because he could not satisfy her needs and he has a small cock. #cheating
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