I(22F) want my dad(59M)
i have always been close with my dad, but always on a normal, respectable daddy-daughter level.
I just moved home about 2 weeks ago after living on my own for a few years… My room is downstairs right above my dad and stepmom’s room.
About my third day staying here I was woken up out of my sleep by my dad absolutely drilling my stepmom. I could hear my stepmom, móäning and groaning, her cheeks LITERALLY clapping, and my dad grúñting. When i finally realized what was happening.. something came over me, and i went to the top of the stairs and mastûrbatèd to them having séx. I just couldn’t help myself.
I love my stepmom very much, but I honestly felt a little jealous of her at that moment. i’ve been with my fair share of men in my life and none have ever fùçkéd me that hard. I haven’t gotten it out of my head since and I have been HOPING i get the chance to hear it again, so i can watch them next time and mastûrbatè(without them knowing of course).
but ever since that day all i’ve wanted to do anytime i’m around my dad is pull his díçk out, play with it, then let him fúck me like i’ve never been fùçkéd before. i’ve mastûrbated to it everyday, MULTIPLE times a day since then, and i feel its getting out of control. WHAT DO I DO?
Teacher-wife gets fùçkéd
My wife 35 yo wife is a trumpet teacher and I fantasize about how her just turned 18 years old students catch her off guard, sèdúce her without her even knowing, until it is too late!
My wife has a pretty phenomenal àss and uses to show it off even when teaching (not on purpose, but still…). She always has her guard super low with young men, as she sees them mainly as pups.
I imagine them slowly making move after move under my wife’s radar, until they are in a position where just fúçkíñg her is the next consequent thing to do!
They are overpowering her with their energy, pounding her smooth pûssy like young, hòrny dogs, and my wife, although half-heartedly resisting, just lets them use her and cúm in her, because they are so young and cute and need to be taken care of… 🥵
I watched my husband fvck my best friend while her man was fvcking me
I am 32. My name is Emma. My husband, Marcus, and I have been married six years. Our best friends are Claire and Daniel—Claire is 31, Daniel 34. We’ve known them since before either of us got married. The four of us have always been close: dinners, weekend trips, late-night talks that sometimes edged into the suggestive. Nothing had ever crossed the line until last Saturday.
We were at our place, the living room low-lit, wine open, music soft. Claire had kicked her shoes off and curled her legs under herself on the couch. She looked at me over the rim of her glass, that familiar mischievous half-smile she gets when she’s about to say something that will change the temperature in the room.
“What if,” she said, voice light, almost casual, “we switched. Just for tonight. All of us. No pressure, no weirdness tomorrow. Just… see what it feels like.”
Marcus glanced at me. Daniel’s hand tightened a little on Claire’s knee. I felt heat climb my throat and settle low in my stomach. The idea had floated through my head before—quietly, privately—but never out loud. I looked at Claire, then at Marcus, then back at her.
“Yes,” I said. My voice came out steadier than I expected. “If everyone wants it.”
They did.
Claire stood first. She walked over to me, took my face in both hands, and kissed me. Soft at first, tasting of red wine, then deeper when I opened for her. Behind us I heard Marcus and Daniel shifting, the quiet sound of clothes being pulled off. Claire’s tongue slid against mine and I made a small sound into her mouth. Her hands moved down, unbuttoning my blouse, pushing it off my shoulders. I did the same to her. Her bra came next; mine followed. When our bare tits pressed together I shivered.
Marcus came up behind me. His hands settled on my hips, then slid around to cup my breasts while Claire kept kissing me. Daniel stepped in behind Claire, mouth on her neck. We were all touching, all watching, all hard or wet already.
We moved to the bedroom without much talking. The big bed took all four of us easily. Claire pulled me down with her so we were facing each other on our sides. She hooked a leg over mine and rubbed her wet cunt against my thigh while she kissed me again. I reached between us and found her clit with two fingers, circling slowly the way I know she likes because we’ve talked about it before, drunk and laughing. She did the same to me.
Behind me Marcus was hard against my ass; I felt him stroke himself once, then press the head of his cock against my entrance. I pushed back and he slid in deep in one smooth thrust. Claire’s eyes fluttered when Daniel did the same to her from behind.
We stayed like that for a long time—me fucking back onto Marcus while I fingered Claire, her doing the same to me while Daniel fucked her slow and deep. The wet sounds, the shared breathing, the way Claire’s mouth kept finding mine. When Marcus pulled out I turned and took him in my mouth, tasting myself on him. Claire did the same to Daniel. Then we switched partners for the first time.