I have a girlfriend, I really like women and pussy, my girlfriend lacks nothing in bed, sex every weekend, intense, and she cums about 5 or 6 times every time, but I'm "kind of" bi. Why kind of? Because I don't like men, I like dicks. Lol. I'm not attracted to men, men's bodies, whether they're handsome or ugly, zero. But I do like dicks. That one does attract me if it's the way I like it. All of this off the record.
We finished lunch, and as soon as my father left, he didn't like that, my mother called me to the little room in the back where her mini salon was, and there we started the preparations.The theme would be wedding, so I could hope for the best.As always, she started by putting a headband on my head, so that it wouldn't get dirty or even mess up my hair, which in my case was blonde and long.
Our relationship has always been a deep and relentless exploration of the world of BDSM, an intricate dance where I, as Master, proudly observe the mastery with which she, my Dominant, commands not only me, but now also a new submissive we've decided to incorporate into our unique dynamic. This is no mere fantasy; it's a lifestyle, a carefully constructed universe where dark desires and limits are tested with watchmaker precision. In this ecosystem of pleasure and pain, we find a young woman in her early twenties, with ebony hair and green eyes that blended fear and excitement in an irresistible combination. Though inexperienced, she displayed a curiosity bordering on addiction, a thirst for submission she could barely conceal. She was ready to surrender herself to the commands of my partner, this goddess of cruel wisdom whom I so admired.
We entered the specialty together; she's a little younger than me—24, I'm 26. She's not exactly my body type: lightly tanned white skin, small breasts, but with hips that stand out discreetly. Her butt isn't bad at all; you can tell she used to work out. I think it was her smile, her personality, that started to catch my attention.
Alice woke up and lazily turned to the side, blinked a few times until her eyes could focus on the clock on the nightstand, when she managed to focus she saw that it read 7:20, she turned over in bed again and stretched.
I don't want to be a decrepit old man, but rather an active, mature man, and I dedicate myself to working, exercising, eating healthy, and looking good. I'm a divorced forty-something with a daughter in her twenties who lives with me.
Today, responding to an email from a reader of this site who is also a fan of the same fetish, I sent him a photo of my wife's panties and shoes and ended up telling him why I sent the photo
I went to lunch with a couple of friends on a sunny Wednesday. The woman worked at my husband's company and always told me about his dirty dealings with the women there, and I always gave her little gifts to keep me informed.The guy worked nearby and was a college classmate of hers.
I was 16 when I went for my first exam.When I arrived at the doctor's office, the doctor, a super hot older man, 6'2" tall, about 45 years old, told me to come in and wait for the last appointment because the appointment might take a while because of my young age.
It was a hot Sunday afternoon, the kind where the sun seems to melt everything. My boyfriend texted me: "Get ready, put on a bikini. I'll pick you up so we can enjoy a water park." Little did he know I was already in the mood to tease. I chose my pink bikini, the one that leaves my panties stuck to my butt, highlighting every curve of my body. I wanted him to see it, for everyone to see it.