About a month ago I received a letter from a college fraternity brother of mine. I hadn’t seen Stan since graduation three years before. Stan was trying to get a group of us together to meet for the first football game of the season.
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.
I began sucking my neighbor's enormous penis, feeling his erect member deep within my mouth as he let out a series of passionate moans, our intense sex encounter had finally begun.
I was beyond excited as my step-sister's birthday was just around the corner, and I had been thinking about what to get her for weeks. We had always been close, despite our parents' messy divorce and remarriage.
I'm a slut, a fucking hardcore slut, and I know it. I love being fucked, pounded, and drilled all night long. My pussy is always dripping, always ready for a huge cock to fill me up. I'm talking about my boyfriend's cock, the biggest and hardest I've ever seen.
I was sitting in the dimly lit bar, nursing my whiskey on the rocks, when I saw her walk in. My blonde wife, dressed to the nines in a tight red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, scanned the room with a confident smile.
I'm lying on my back, my redhead stepmom hovering over me, her eyes fixed on my hard cock. She's been craving it all day, and I can tell she's about to unleash her inner slut. Her lips are parted, and I can see the hunger in her eyes as she gazes at my throbbing member.