Hello every one iam Roshan,from India. While i was studying in school i used to sit near a guy named prem.i used to have interest in older ladies. I used to watch the cleavage of our class teacher krishna veni and head mistress jeyalakshmi. Krishna was 52 years old and jeya was 55 years old.. They both were very fat. Krishna had a smooth white body with a very big belly and giant boobs.. She didnt have wrinkles in her body.. I wud rate her 40-38-40. Jeya had lots of wrinkles.she was also white.

Often in life you meet that woman you dream about fucking, yet you know you never will. Then life throws a few twists at you and all of a sudden you find yourself with your stiff cock spewing cum into her. You are in heaven, then you start thinking of the many times you will enjoy that pussy only never to get near it again.

Ok, you think that I was a bad fuck or something. No not at all.

They disappear, move on or out of your life. Maybe you were just there at that one special moment. Ok, maybe you made sure you were around for that one special moment of hers when she would drop her defenses. Through many conversations, you laid the groundwork so you could lay her. Then the defenses go back up, they reaffirm their devotion to their morals, husband, whatever.

Then there are the third kind. The one you never in a million years expected to do, then you did, never got to again, gave up even thinking about it...then one day....

I don’t know if I’ll get any “style” points for grammar or punctuation for this story because I’m not a story writer, but it is 100% true and I wanted my wife to see it so that she is reassured that I had a great time last weekend.

A couple of years ago, it became time to get rid of all of Cindy's sexy pics. I guess I should call them sexually explicit pictures, or fuck pix. Sexy pictures are of a girl in a bikini. Cindy was not wearing a bikini or anything else in most of these photos. If anything was worn, it didn't cover the view of either her tits, nor her pussy. Those pictures, at times, also involved a cock or two buried in her . I know that Cindy started to enjoy putting cocks in her ass too, but given that was not my thing I didn't take any pictures of that. I'm sure other people did though especially when there was one cock in her ass and another in her pussy. Cindy's pictures were definitely sexually explicit. They weren't porn. Porn is commercial sex where the action isn't real, real in the emotional sense that is. It's just paid for, an act. Fucking, and sucking cock was fun to Cindy. She enjoyed just being naked, exposing her very private parts, and I liked to watch, and photos allowed me to watch those certain special moments over and over again and enjoy them.

WARM SUMMER NIGHTS AND EVEN HOTTER DAYS

After several years of thinking, the time had come for my husband and i, to fulfil our wildest fantasy's, only, he wouldn't know too much about most of them, who am i to tell, march, and the frosty mornings still among us, yet spring, firstly let me tell you some bits about ourselves. My husband, a 33 y/o, handsome, builder by trade, and very good with his hands! Named Kevin, myself, 34 y/o, sassy, told im very attractive, and awsome with my tongue.

We had just moved, one of many moves. Left behind were our first swinger friends, Phil and Linda and I may have mentioned Cindy's fondness for Phil's cock. Left behind was our first party house and a host of friends with sexual tendencies that seemed to involve Cindy's cunt, or their cum flowing onto or down Cindy's tongue at some point.

At first, we just played with each other, occasionally allowing our visions and memories of the playing and sexual adventures we had had, and the pictures and videos we had of them to spice things up, figuring that this southern city with it's Baptist flavor was not like the place we had left. Socializing with new friends and neighbors was totally sexless... even the wild and adventuresome Cindy buttoned up. At most any gathering of people, sex was not even mentioned, skinny dipping in your own pool never talked about, nudie beaches in faraway places, unknown.

He slammed the door and looked towards me, pressing me against the wall and holding me tightly. His hands ran through my hair and I felt his breath on my neck. He moved my hair out the way and set to work on my neck. He began to lick it slowly using the whole of his tongue but it soon turned into love-bites and he roughly bit my soft tender skin. I could tell that love-bites were beginning to emerge. I decided to remove his shirt and sink my fingernails into his muscular body.