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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Hello, my name is Castro (fictitious name), I am a 24-year-old boy, strong and healthy.My mother is a 38-year-old woman, she is young and well preserved, red-haired, short, a little chubby, white and with silicone.
In the first story, I told you in general terms what my wife and I had done, but it all began at a time, both individually and as a couple. I'd already had a girlfriend with whom we'd had threesomes and a few partner swaps; we'd had sex with friends, both male and female, and it was delicious... until she left me because she met one guy who had a huge cock (according to what she told me... and I have a normal one, six inches, circumcised and a little crooked to the left), and she liked the other guy's cock better, especially because she, despite being so young, had a very large and rather limp pussy. And that's why I liked putting my cock between her ass more because it gave me more of a squeeze.