Xhamster Vip Porn Stories
The personal trainer at the gym
Lust is a crazy thing, isn't it? My name is Alex, I'm 38 years old, Brazilian, born and raised, and I've always considered myself a normal guy. I married Carla eight years ago, a brunette with light eyes who gave me two children and whom I always swore was the most decent woman in the world. Until, in one of those late-night conversations, we started talking about the past. She'd had a bit too much wine, I was letting my guard down, and the conversation turned to past flings. At first, it was just that morbid curiosity, you know? Who was the first, where was it, that kind of thing. I felt a deep jealousy in my chest, a tightness in my chest, but I couldn't stop asking.
Restoring its factory settings
I'll start by describing myself, but those who aren't interested can skip this: I'm white, 1.68m (short, I know). When I was training, I was a relatively muscular guy for a natural physique, but for some reason I stopped going to the gym a few months ago and I'm doing calisthenics now, which hasn't helped me maintain as much muscle mass and has given me a slight beer belly on weekends, lol. Nothing too serious, but I don't have defined abs anymore and I'm what people here call a "galego" (fair-skinned), I have lighter hair, though not completely blonde.Average penis size, 14-15 cm, and I consider myself average in looks, but many people consider me a handsome guy.
When she meets the black alpha male
My name is Julio. A normal guy in every sense physically, but very perverse and morbid when it comes to sex with my wife.My wife Mirian, beautiful, with a body blessed by genetics and polished in the gym, long dark brown hair, silky skin, hypersensitive breasts, and an ass to stop traffic.Besides loving each other deeply and being very happy, we have a terrible secret from those around us. As for me, in addition to dominating and subjugating her, I enjoy handing her over to others, both men and women.
Traveling with Best Friend's Mom
Dona Cláudia was recently divorced, 39 years old, and there was nothing "Lady" about her. She was a true MILF, always working out at the gym, dieting every day. She was white, blonde, green-eyed, short, about five feet five inches tall, athletic, with silicone implants, and a flat stomach. All toned. Dona Cláudia is the embodiment of the female beauty standard. I always frequented Dona Cláudia's house, even spent time alone with her, but I never had any ulterior motives. Quite the opposite, I always had a lot of respect for her and my friend. I confess I've glanced at her out of the corner of my eye, especially since it's hard not to stare at any hot woman in gym pants, especially when she's working out at home.
At the mall store
The air conditioning was beating down on my legs and I couldn't forget for a second what it felt like to walk like that.I walked into a store, picked out two different skirts, asked for smaller sizes, and went to the fitting room. While I was trying on the second skirt—I was actually still wearing it—the curtain suddenly opened! The saleswoman came in with other styles and opened the curtain without asking anything first… when her eyes dropped and saw my bare skin, she froze. I wasn't imagining it: she saw I wasn't wearing underwear.
Couple Domination
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.
I ate my coworker at the hospital
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.Ever since we met, I've been teasing her, always jokingly, never to make her feel bad. It's my way of getting attention. She always fought back, then started getting closer (although I suspected she really wanted to be close to me rather than actually face me).
Night owl with my boyfriend's friends
My boyfriend decided to have a night owl party with his friends. He took advantage of his parents' trip and arranged for everyone to bring their computers and play games all night. Coincidentally, it was the weekend I was there too. He asked if it was okay, and I promptly said no. I knew his friends and always enjoyed watching them having fun.