He f***ed me for four hours straight
I literally HAVE to talk about this. It was the absolute best s*x of my entire life. It came out of nowhere, we were cuddling and playing on our phones and I fell asleep..
Until around 11, he woke me up with his hands all over me and I was immediately soaked. We were naked and he was inside me in less than a minute from waking up, and he just did not let up. first thing flipped me onto my somach and just slid straight into me, no warm up.. just deep hard thrusts right away and I was already moaning like an idiot. he kept me there forever, hand in my hair, other hand bruising my hip, fing me so steady and deep I could feel every single inch. every time he bottomed out he’d grind for a second and it was making my legs practically f*ing vibrate
then he flipped me on my back and pushed my knees up to my chest so he could go even deeper. the wet sounds were so loud and I was already soaking the sheets. he just kept going through my first orgasm like it was nothing, didn’t even slow down
after that he flipped me onto my stomach again and laid on top of me, full weight, and just pounded me from behind while I was completely pinned. he was rubbing my clt at the same time and I came again all messy and loud. still didn’t stop. just kept f**ing me through it until I was basically full body trembling
somewhere in the second hour he pulled out, rolled me onto my side and slid back in while we were spooning. arm under my neck, other arm around me fingers playing with my n*pples while he slowly ground into me so deep. it felt almost vanilla compared to the rest but he was still so hard and filling me up completely. he stayed like that forever then sped up and I came a third time quiet and shaky moaning into the pillow
then it was just position after position. on all fours again. legs over his shoulders. sitting on him while he bounced me. my p***y was so swollen and sensitive but I was dripping the whole time so it didn’t even matter. he just kept using me and using me and I kept coming even when I thought I couldn’t anymore
by the fourth hour I was a complete disaster. sweaty everywhere, hair stuck to my face, thighs shaking. he had me on my back again f***ing me hard and deep and making me come over and over again, i was so sensitive that i was almost crying by the end begging him to cum for me because i was sure i was actually going to die from orgasm overdose or something.. when he finally finished, I came again and he ended up absolutely flooding me while I was still clenching around him
when he pulled out the cum just started running down my thighs immediately. I melted into the bed, exhausted.
eventually I got up to run a bath. I grabbed my phone and recorded a little video of the aftermath… still out of breath, hair a total sweaty mess, cum still sliding down my legs. I ran my fingers through it and licked them clean on camera. I realized then that it was 3:30 in the morning and this man had f***ed me for four hours straight.
It was by far one of the absolute hottest f***s of my entire life. I don't know how we'll top it. 😫
Gay men deserve to laugh loudly, love freely, enjoy life, and create beautiful memories with the people who make them happy. ❤️
From playful teasing and romantic dates to dancing, traveling, cooking together, and cuddling on the couch, happiness comes in many beautiful form🏳️🌈🏳️🌈
My boyfriend and I were playing Truth or Dare with some friends when his best friend decided to make things interesting.
“Alright, bro, truth or dare?”
My boyfriend grinned. “Dare.”
His friend smiled mischievously.
“I dare you to let your girlfriend read the last three messages you sent to another woman.”
Everyone started laughing.
I looked at my boyfriend. “Well, baby? Are you accepting the dare?”
He laughed nervously. “Can I choose another dare?”
“No!” everyone shouted.
I held out my hand. “Give me the phone.”
He hesitated for a moment before handing it over.
I opened his messages and started scrolling. The first conversation was completely normal. The second was with his colleague about work.
Then I opened the third conversation.
My smile slowly disappeared.
There was a message he had sent to a woman just two days earlier.
I wish I had met you before I started dating my girlfriend.
I looked at him.
“What does this mean?”
Everyone suddenly went quiet.
He leaned forward. “Baby, let me explain.”
I read the message again, then scrolled up.
The woman had replied:
You still have time to change your mind. I’m not going anywhere.
And my boyfriend had responded with a laughing emoji.
I put the phone down.
“Interesting. Can we continue the game?”
He looked confused. “You’re not going to let me explain?”
“Of course. But first, it’s my turn to ask you a question.”
His best friend shifted uncomfortably.
I looked directly at my boyfriend.
“Truth or dare?”
He swallowed. “Truth.”
I smiled.
“If I had sent another man that exact message, would you still be sitting here laughing?”
He didn’t answer.
“Let me make it easier. If you discovered that I had told another man I wished I had met him before you, would you believe me if I said it was just a joke?”
He shook his head slowly.
“No.”
“Then why should I believe you?”
He reached for my hand, but I moved it away.
“It wasn’t serious, baby. We were just talking.”
I nodded.
“Okay. Then here’s another question. If she means nothing to you, why did you tell her you wished you’d met her before me?”
He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
One of our friends finally broke the silence.
“Bro, you need to answer that one.”
My boyfriend looked around the room, realizing nobody was laughing anymore.
Then he said quietly, “I liked the attention she gave me. I didn’t think my message would hurt you because I never planned to leave you.”
I stared at him.
“So you wanted to keep me as your girlfriend while making another woman feel like she had a chance?”
He lowered his head.
“I made a mistake.”
I picked up the bottle in the middle of the circle and spun it.
It landed on me.
My best friend smiled awkwardly. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
She hesitated before asking, “Do you still want to be with him after what you’ve just seen?”
I looked at my boyfriend.
When my Roomate set me up for hookup..
This story is about what was probably the most eventful day of my year so far. First, a bit of background so you can understand just how wild the evening was. The really exciting and erotic part comes a little later, so feel free to skip ahead.
A few friends and I get together every week at our favorite bar. As usual, we had a beer or two over the course of the evening. My roommate Anna must have mentioned the size of my penis, because suddenly Emily wanted to know the exact details. I told her the measurements, and I could tell from her expression that she was impressed. The topic was dropped pretty quickly, though. Still, it turned me on somehow that my penis was a topic of conversation among these hot girls.
At some point, Anna’s dealer showed up with a buddy; they joined us and bought us a few more beers. So far, so good. At one point, the dealer got very close to me, so I gently pushed him away from my face with both hands. He was so drunk, though, that he misinterpreted my gesture and punched me in the face several times. Dazed, I was now lying between the benches. When I came to, the dealer had already been kicked out, and after a brief moment of shock, we continued partying.
The bar closed at 5, and we headed home, but Emily—who had previously been wildly interested in my penis—didn’t go home and asked if she could sleep over at our place. We also had to put up a very drunk French guy who couldn’t make it home either. Once we got home, the girl first went into my roommate’s room, but there wasn’t a blanket there. So she came into my room to get a blanket, but I told her with a grin that the blanket was staying here and that she’d have to sleep with me.
So she climbed into bed with me and at first just lay next to me. At some point, we started cuddling, and then I began caressing her. At first, just her stomach, until my hand wandered further and further down. She didn’t stop me and rewarded my touches with soft moans. We started kissing and let our tongues play… I quickly moved on to fingering her already wet pussy. She moaned more and more until I finally undressed her completely. When I saw her perfect breasts for the first time, it almost took my breath away. I hadn’t seen anything that beautiful in a long time. I sucked on her hard nipples as if there were no tomorrow. She responded with moans that grew louder and louder.
I moved my mouth toward her beautiful pussy and began to lick and suck it. She tasted so good! This turned me on so much that I just had to fuck her. That’s what she’d been waiting for, because she willingly spread her legs to receive my big cock. I didn’t give birth control a second thought—I just wanted to penetrate this gorgeous woman and fuck her hard. So I shoved my cock into her soaking-wet pussy. It was the hottest feeling ever. And so I fucked her bareback for at least an hour, thanks to the alcohol.
I could feel myself about to come, so I pulled my cock out and shot my hot cum right in the middle of her face. She grinned and licked her lip, where the cum was just running down. Satisfied, we both collapsed and fell asleep. Unfortunately, it never happened again, but who knows...😉
his cum. I take my time licking him clean, slowly sucking every drop off him while he stands there with his hand in my hair. Sometimes I make him fuck my mouth until he gets hard again. Other times I just
I Sùcked My 45 yrs Masseur During Massage 18yrs…
I’m 18 and I’ve always been into older guys. My age just feel messy and immature. Men in their 40s who are calm and know what they’re doing do something to me.
I booked a deep tissue massage because my shoulders were killing me from studying. The guy was 46, tall, quiet, salt-and-pepper hair, really steady hands. From the first couple strokes I was already into it. When he got to the spots near my hips I made a little sound that wasn’t just about the muscle.
He asked if I was okay. I looked up and said his hands felt really good. After that I started biting my lip and letting the towel slip a little. He noticed.
Near the end I sat up and told him I’d do whatever it took to relax. He thought I meant another appointment. I locked the door, walked back over, and straight up told him I wanted to suck his cock.
He did the whole “this is inappropriate, I could lose my license, you’re young enough to be my
8 years in love and 4 years of marriage and his kiss still makes me blush
Love feels so good. It’s 1am here and I was playing a game in my phone, my husband is asleep next to me and he suddenly held my face closely and kissed on my forehead and eyes. I don’t think he consciously did it as he is in deep sleep. I felt those butterflies in my tummy.
Love is not just saying “i love u”, it’s these little things which give you happiness.
Being loved feels so good. It’s been 8 years and it only got better everyday.
Closeted gay men should marry homophobic women as punishment for their homophobia.
These two men believe homophobic women should get a taste of their own medicine.
The Salary Mistake That Destroyed a Friendship
Every month, my colleague Daniel complained that he earned less than me.
Daniel: “We do the same work. Why is your salary higher?”
Me: “I honestly don't know. Maybe speak to HR.”
Daniel: “Don't pretend you don't know. You've probably been hiding something.”
I ignored his accusations.
One Friday, Daniel received a confidential payroll report by mistake. He immediately confronted me in front of our colleagues.
Daniel: “Look! You've been receiving a special allowance while the rest of us struggle!”
Me: “I didn't create that allowance.”
Daniel: “Of course you'd say that!”
Our manager walked into the room.
Manager: “Daniel, that allowance was approved because your colleague took over two additional responsibilities last year.
First live Blackjack hand on the new Duelbits setup.
Cannon Ball is fresh, tables look sharp, and we cashed $500 right away. Stay and pray came through. Code: MRNOFACE @Duelbits
A girl walks in the bar with her brother asking for the strongest man in the bar, after showing how the strongest man she took a deal with them saying "IF MY BROTHER BEAT YOUR STRONGEST MAN TO AN ARM WRESTLING YOU GOING TO GIVE US YOUR BIKE "
GUESS WHO WON
🎬 Game of Keys (El juego de las llaves) 🔥
Sinceramente, esta serie me enganchó porque me encanta cómo explora el lado complicado de las relaciones. No se trata solo de la atracción o de intercambiar parejas, sino también de la curiosidad, los celos, la tentación, la confianza y lo que ocurre cuando las personas empiezan a cuestionar las relaciones que han construido.
Me pareció interesante ver cómo cada personaje quiere algo diferente y cómo, a veces, ni siquiera entienden sus propios sentimientos hasta que todo se complica. 😭😂 Algunas decisiones me hicieron cuestionar a los personajes, pero eso también fue lo que me dio ganas de seguir viendo.
The tension is at its peak! Which teams are facing each other in this World Cup semifinal in your bracket? Tell me who’s playing or what your prediction is for the grand final
What a great scene and such a perfect way to capture the madness that only football and the World Cup can create! ⚽️🔥
With the 2026 FIFA World Cup happening right now and, as you say, just one step away from the grand final, that feeling of football taking over absolutely every conversation is stronger than ever.
The combination of Diego Peretti and Fernando Tejero in Fuera de Juego is a gem of football comedy. Between the overwhelming passion, superstitions, nerves, and sharp humor, they perfectly portray how we all behave when our national team is fighting for its place on the pitch. It’s the perfect scene to calm down (or increase) the anxiety before the next match!
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Hay algo especial en conectar con otro hombre a primera vista. A veces, no se trata de lo que dice ni de cómo se ve, sino de una mirada que dura un poco más, una sonrisa discreta o una sensación que no sabes cómo explicar. Por un momento, parece que ambos han descubierto algo en el otro que las palabras todavía no pueden expresar. Quizás sea atracción, curiosidad o simplemente una conexión inesperada. No todas las miradas significan algo, pero a veces basta una sola para dejarte pensando. ❤️🏳️🌈
Saturday morning is for people who said “I'll do it tomorrow” on Thursday and Friday. 😂
Anyway, good morning to everyone, including those of us whose plans for today are still loading.