Caught in the Act

She didn’t know I was home yet. I had walked in quietly, kicked off my shoes, and was halfway to my room when I noticed her door was cracked open. Then I saw her. My roommate—barely dressed in a black thong and loose tank—standing in front of her full-length mirror, lost in the music playing through her headphones. She was swaying her hips slowly, one hand tracing down her stomach, the other slipping between her thighs. I should’ve looked away… but I couldn’t. I was frozen, mesmerized, watching every sensual move like it was meant just for me. She arched her back, bent slightly, and then… her eyes flicked up to the mirror. We locked eyes. My heart stopped. But instead of panicking, she gave the tiniest smirk. Slowly, she turned toward me—still swaying—pulled her headphones down, and whispered, “Enjoying the show?” I stammered something, but she walked right up to me, grabbed my hand, and guided it to her waist. “You’ve already seen this much,” she whispered, lips brushing my ear, “so come in and make me finish what I started.”@#dirty talk @#seduction @#voyeur

Flashing guys at the beach

@#forbidden fruit Flashing the guys at the beach with my pussy. Showing them how wet I am.

I Didn’t Mean to Show Him, But I Loved How He Looked

I wasn’t expecting company. Wrapped in nothing but a silk robe, I lounged on the couch, absentmindedly scrolling on my phone, completely at ease in my own space. The late afternoon sun bathed the room in a soft, golden glow, and I stretched lazily, letting the robe slip just a little lower over my shoulder, exposing my freshly shaved pussy. Then came the knock. I wasn’t even thinking when I stood up to answer it, the loose tie of my robe barely holding it in place. When I pulled the door open, the look on his face told me everything—his eyes widening, his breath catching ever so slightly. It took me a second to realize what he was seeing: a long, smooth line of bare skin peeking through the careless folds of fabric. Heat rushed to my face, but there was something else, too. A thrill. The way he swallowed, his gaze flickering back up to mine, sent a shiver down my spine. I should’ve adjusted my robe, pulled it tight, maybe even laughed it off. But instead, I lingered there just a little too long, enjoying the way his composure cracked. And when I finally did move, it wasn’t to cover up.@#voyeur @#exhibitionism @#intense eye contact @#age gap @#seduction @#exhibitionism @#forbidden fruit @#striptease

I got wet during my breast examination

I went to the hospital with my husband to get my breast check because they are sore for days and we decided to get it checked. When we got to the hospital, I did not expect the doctor to be a guy. He is cute and very good looking. My husband hesitated for a moment but I reassured him that i'm fine with the doctor being a guy. The check up starts and he asked me to remove my clothes and also my bra. In my mind, it;s only a simple and normal breast check-up. I got thirsty and asked my husband to go and buy me water, which he did. After my husband left the room, the doctor asked me if we can start. I said "Yes, doc". He started touching my breast which is normal, but then he pinched them a bit and asked if that hurt, which then I replied "A bit". He then proceeds to touch them and complimented that I got nice breast. I smiled and blushed , I said "ohh thanks". I felt my pussy getting wet, which is wrong. I got turned on by the way he touches my breast and the way he compliments me. The breast examination continued and he asked a few more questions. He pinched my nipples and saw that I have them pierced. He touched them and asked how much did the piercing on my breast cost. I replied "uh.. I dont remember, I had them when I was still young". He then replied "they look awesome on your breast". which he continues to touch and I am now fully soaked on my panties. I let him touch them for a bit because I think he is just fascinated on my piercings on my breast. My husband came back and he then said to me that the test is done. He explained that breast tenderness can sometimes be caused by too much stress and they are frequently grabbed which he jokingly said to my husband. We laughed about it and he said that I should try massaging them with oil to help my breast be relaxed. We went home and I rushed to the bathroom just to see how soaked my panties are. I wont forget what happened and I still think about it.

She begged me to fuck her

She was in a thin shirt with no bra, nipples hard and teasing. I tried not to stare, but she noticed. She always did. I felt my cock getting hard as I stare at her nipples. Her roommate was in the shower. Music was blasting. She leaned back on the kitchen counter, legs bare, lips wet from a bite of apple. “No panties today,” she whispered, guiding my hand between her thighs. “Didn’t think I’d need them.” I dropped to my knees and made her cum fast, her moans barely contained. But she wanted more. “Now fuck me,” she panted, pulling me close. “Before he gets out.” We didn’t stop even when the water turned off. @#voyeur @#forbidden fruit @#oral fixation

I caught him sniffing my used panties

@#forbidden fruit I caught my roommate sniffing my used panties after workout. I saw him jerking his cock while sniffing my panties. At first I got angry but then I got turned on because his cock is so hard and big and I wanna suck it and sit on it.