Emily🍿📖

UNTOLD CHAPTERS FROM REAL LIFE 📖
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What happens after the door closes… 🍿✨

[Emily🍿📖 @emilybrownh]

How I Śmashed All my Aunts💦🤭

So this whole thing started at a family gathering a few years ago. My elder aunt’s arranged marriage meeting was happening. The groom’s family was coming for dinner and the house was full of people.

My elder aunt was freaking out because she barely knew the guy. Me and my younger aunt (Ananya, she’s 21, I’m 19) were trying to calm her down. We ended up playing Truth or Dare in the guest room upstairs just to distract her.

After a few rounds the groom’s family arrived. My grandmother took my elder aunt downstairs so they could see her. Me and Ananya stayed back. Neither of us wanted to sit through all that formal talk.

We kept playing. At first it was normal stupid stuff. Then the questions started getting personal. I asked her if she had a boyfriend or liked anyone. She said no.

A few rounds later she looked at me and asked straight up,

“Have you ever found me attractive? Like… have you jerked off thinking about me?”

I got taken aback but I was already half hard just from the way the conversation had been going, so I just said yes. It was true anyway. I’d had a crush on her for a while but never said anything because it’s complicated as hell.

She didn’t look away. She said she liked me too.

That was it. We started kissing.

It wasn’t some slow romantic thing. It was messy and urgent. I kissed her neck hard enough that I knew I was leaving a mark. She didn’t stop me. Her hands went under my shirt. I opened the upper part of her pink lehenga and took the blouse off. She was still wearing the long skirt part.

I pulled her bra down and started sucking on her boobs. She’s got proper D-cups and they felt firm, not soft or saggy at all. I kept switching between them, licking and sucking while she held the back of my head. Her skin tasted clean and a little sweet from whatever lotion she uses. That small mole near the left corner of her lips was right there every time I came up to kiss her mouth again.

[Emily🍿📖 @emilybrownh]

After I was in my body again I immediately looked at her. She had a huge smile on her face: “It came good, hasn’t it?”

Now a huge smile accompanied the satisfied expression on my face: “Yes, it came good. Probably one, if not the best blow job I have ever good.”

When she heard the compliment the smile on her face got even bigger: “Thank you.”

Then I offered her to return the favor. To go down on her too. But she thankfully declined: “It is okay. You can return the favor later.”

She said it in a way that showed me that it really wasn’t a problem for her. That she clearly wasn’t mad about me cumming and her not. Then we hugged, we looked each other in the eyes, we shared a few gentle kisses and then someone knocked at the toilet door: “I hope it came good, but I have to take care of some business.”

A shiver went through both of our bodies. We immediately felt sorry for occupying the disabled toilet. I pulled up my boxers and my panties, then we unlocked the door. We excused ourselves more than once on the person in the wheelchair that was waiting in front of the door.

Luckily he wasn’t mad or anything, he had a huge smile on his face all the time: “It is okay. And believe me, I am used to it. And sometimes I am the one blocking the toilet for the exact same reason.”

Two sights escaped two bodies when we figured out that the man waiting had some understanding for what we had done. That he wasn’t angry at us or anything. And that he for sure wouldn’t go against our throats with some lethal force.

Back at our place we ordered another round of drinks. It didn’t took long and a conversation was up and running again. It also didn’t took long until we were sitting as close to each other again as anyhow possible.

Meanwhile it had gotten late, the bar was about to close. I asked her if she wanted to head to a different place, but she thankfully declined my offer. She told me that she had long and exhausting work week behind her, so it was time for to go home and to get more than just a handful hours of sleep.

The gentleman I am I offered her to bring her back home. Not that the city we both lived in was to dangerous for a woman to walk the streets alone, it just was a thing I liked to do. And maybe, maybe she would invite me into her place. To spent the night with her.

But the last one didn’t happen. She let me talk her into bringing her back home, but that was all that happened. In front of her house she hugged me, we shared one last passionate kiss and then she sent me off. She did it in a nice, but also very straight forward and direct way. She made clear that staying with her over night was no option here.

I accepted my faith, I wished her a good night and walked away. I stopped more than once to turn around and to look back. Maybe she would change her mind. But she did not. And to make things even worse, back at home, I realized that I made one fatal error: I hadn’t even asked her for her phone number. In my mind I was already imagining myself camping in front of her house. Waiting until she would show up. But as I would figure out the next day, there was no need to do something time consuming like that.

[Emily🍿📖 @emilybrownh]

Meeting With an Old Friend..That got really Nasty..💦😈

Some time ago, I was twenty seven years old back then, an old male friend of mine texted me out of the blue. We hadn’t been in contact for more than seven years. So he somewhat took my by surprise. But it was a more than just welcoming one. As it always is when someone from your past drops in to check up on you.

We kept on chatting from time to time for a couple of weeks. It mostly was some remember back then chit chat mixed with some actual information about our current lives. It was nothing out of the ordinary, overall speaking it just was nice. And it grew the idea inside me to meet up for a cup of coffee or some ice cold drinks.

So I just asked him out. For a meet up, I clearly wasn’t planing hitting on him. Talking in person just is much nicer than texting. And I was curious about him. About his looks, about his everything, because I found nothing about him online. Not a single picture of him, nothing. He probably was one of those who liked to keep a low profile. Who wasn’t keen about sharing his face and his private life with the rest of the world. Who could blame him for being that way.

We set up a date for Friday late afternoon in one of the more popular bars in the city we both lived in. I arrived early, I ordered something to drink and then the waiting began. Time passed by, it got later and later. The point of time when we were planing to meet up passed by. No one showed up.

Five minutes later I got a text. I was fearing the worst. Some lame made up excuse while someone wasn’t able to make it to an appointment, to a date they agreed beforehand. And at first it read like an excuse: “I am stuck in traffic. The train I am sitting in is blocked between stations. I hope they fix it soon.”

[Emily🍿📖 @emilybrownh]

Then she made me sit down on the closed toilet and went on her knees in front of me. She unzipped my pants, she pulled them and my boxers down and she set my raging hard dick free. Once my dick was pointing towards her face a smile appeared on it.

Moments later my glans was inside her mouth. Her lips wrapped themselves around my rock hard dick. She knew how to suck dick. Soon after my moaning was filling the bathroom.

To make things even better she began to take care of my balls. At first she gently touched them. When she saw, when she heard that my moaning got more intense while she did so, she began to gently squeeze my balls. Then she squeezed them a little bit harder. In the end she was close to crushing my balls.

Her doing made my eyes running in circles. My glans inside her mouth while her hands were working on my full balls, it all felt nothing but awesome. The longer she kept on going, the more I was loosing it.

Then she took my dick deeper, down her throat. My dick going in and out of her throat, it finally melted my brain away. I was gone. All that mattered was the sensation of my dick going in and out of her mouth, of her hands squeezing my balls. Fuck, it felt so damn good.

I came closer and closer to an orgasm every time my dick went in and out of her mouth. I came closer and closer to an orgasm with every squeeze she gave my balls. Fuck. I tried to hold back. I tried to enjoy her doing for as long as anyhow possible.

But there came a point were I had to let go. I wasn’t able to focus, to concentrate, to distract me anymore. From that point on it didn’t took much longer and I dumped a huge load down her throat. She swallowed every last drop of it.

My body was trembling while my aching balls unloaded themselves. To make things even better, she tried to squeeze every last bit of cum out of my balls while I came. I was gone. A firework went off inside my head. After the tension had left my body I collapsed onto the toilet. I needed some time to regain myself. It came nothing but good.

[Youngboy @youngboihussle]

La mamá cachonda de al lado...

Vivía en nuestra calle y llevaba a sus hijos a la guardería todas las mañanas. Tendría unos 45 años, pero tenía una figura estupenda para su edad. Cuando usaba leggings, se le veía claramente su trasero bien formado. (Esos eran mis días favoritos).

Finalmente, me armé de valor para hablar con ella cuando volvía a casa. Le pregunté si no tenía coche.

Me dijo que sí tenía, pero que su marido estaba de viaje de trabajo en el extranjero durante semanas.

Solo por diversión, le pregunté si quería hacerle compañía. Me miró de arriba abajo.

Me dijo: «Ven; mis hijos se acuestan a las 7 de la tarde. Podemos tomar un café y charlar».

Me duché, me arreglé y toqué el timbre a las 8 de la noche. Abrió la puerta. ¡Dios mío, qué guapa era! No.

Medía 1,73 m, era rubia, de ojos azules y delgada. Llevaba falda y blusa, pero sin sujetador. Se notaba porque sus pezones duros se marcaban a través de la blusa. Eso me excitó al instante y me puso de humor.

Tomamos café, fumamos un cigarrillo y hablamos de todo tipo de cosas. En un momento dado, me enseñó fotos de sus vacaciones en el móvil, incluyendo algunas en las que salía en bikini. Con cada nueva foto, sentía una oleada de deseo. Sin duda, ella se dio cuenta de que algo se movía en mi entrepierna.

Entonces guardó el móvil, se sentó en mi regazo y nuestros rostros se acercaron, nariz con nariz.

«¿Sabes qué? Mi marido lleva mucho tiempo fuera, y como mujer, yo también tengo mis necesidades».

Nos miramos fijamente a los ojos y nos besamos. Nuestros besos franceses se volvieron más apasionados. Le quité la blusa y le lamí sus pechos bien formados, de copa doble D, que, a pesar de su edad, no se habían caído, sino que se mantenían firmes y turgentes. Perfectos para amasar, lamer, succionar y tirar suavemente de sus pezones.

[NTT Limited @Nicho_Jnr]

Just so you know…..

[Invdavido247 @DavidOffixialTv]

Do your thing 😂

[Invdavido247 @DavidOffixialTv]

Hmm 🤔

[Evan Cole @walkwithsura]

The kitchen version never travels as far as the bedroom one.
Most couples spend more time figuring out dinner than figuring out the next night out.
The part that actually sticks is the one where someone still has a knife in their hand and the other one just walks over anyway.

[NTT Limited @Nicho_Jnr]

Michael Dell And His wife Susan Are Backing A $6.25 Billion Initiative To Give 25 million American Children $250 Each In Investment Accounts….

As someone who's been in crypto for years, I find the investment side much more interesting.
Imagine putting that $250 into Bitcoin and leaving it untouched for 18 years. Nobody knows where BTC will be by then, but even a small investment could grow into something meaningful.
You dont have to like billionaires to appreciate a good initiative. And doing something useful for millions of children deserves more attention than someone's

[Lil @wayn_cl]

Janine awkwardly navigates Ava’s nonstop teasing and questions about her relationship with Gregory, showcasing hilarious workplace banter. Abbott Elementary 🎬

[FixAll @FixAll8701]

Some doors were never meant to open.
When the bars fail and the only thing left is a name in the darker what would you scream

[Djakamanducelus @djakamanducelus]

Vamos Arda por el mejor de ti

[Djakamanducelus @djakamanducelus]

Felicidades Arda sigue así hermanito

[Djakamanducelus @djakamanducelus]

Vamos vamos

[Djakamanducelus @djakamanducelus]

Muy bien hermano vamos madridista hala Madrid

[Djakamanducelus @djakamanducelus]

Gogogo

[Djakamanducelus @djakamanducelus]

Mi mundo voy a jugar mañana para ganar hala Madrid

[Marvimoney @Marvimoney]

Classic kung fu training montages will always be undefeated

[Marvimoney @Marvimoney]

The definition of a heartbreaking plot twist