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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
19/02/2024
So, I dropped by my bfs apartment a few days ago. Earlier, he had mentioned having a guy's night that weekend, but it had completely slipped my mind.
As I stepped into his living room, I was greeted by the sight of his friends drinking and conversing.
It was all guys, around five of them, just hanging and boozing. The vibe was chill, yet there was this distinct undertone that I was the odd one out, an intruder in their guys-only space. Their playful taunts about "gatecrashing" their guys' night made it amusing rather than uncomfortable. It almost felt wickedly thrilling, being in a space usually off-limits to women and witnessing them in a lax state alien to the women in their lives.
As I nestled onto the lap of the guy I was seeing, I felt the pair of eyes boring into me. He was caressing me, his hands roaming on my body more intimately than they would in public.
It was as if he was flaunting me to his friends. Jokes about how "wild" I was started to float around, and I played along, no fuss. This made me the center of harmless ribbing about possibly being there for more than just a visit. I didn't refute anything, playing along till it somehow did not seem just a joke.
Compliments started turning into playful inquiries about whether I could handle them all. I egged them on, challenging myself to see how far I could push. I had a point to prove, a fierce urge to win. And then, I found myself stripping in front of them.
As I sat in my birthday suit, I could tell some of the guys were in disbelief about how things were unfolding. Almost with an air of incredulous nonchalance, my guy and I got started.
His lap became the pedestal for a wild ride. His hands anchored my hips as I bounced up and down, functioning as his human masturbator.
The feeling was indescribable with my dripping pussy snugly enveloping him, stoked by the predatory gaze of the other men spectating. Amidst an audience, this guy plowed into me unabated.
Once our passionate fucking ended, he goaded me to take things further and follow through on my braggadocious comments. Challenge accepted, I moved on to the next guy, readily offering up my wet folds. And thus, the carnal circus began.
I had each of the five guys use me as their pleasure puppet, filing in one after the other. The pleasure was euphoric, the orgasms mind-numbing. I didn't care about the exhaustion; I was thirsty to seize the moment.
Every cock was a unique thrill, and I reveled in the voyeuristic pleasure I got from being watched. After being thoroughly used by each man, I reclined on the floor, naked as the day I was born, drinking and basking in the afterglow of an intensely satisfying night.
FUCK MY WIFE!
CLICK BELOW TO FIND A BULL
As I stepped into his living room, I was greeted by the sight of his friends drinking and conversing.
It was all guys, around five of them, just hanging and boozing. The vibe was chill, yet there was this distinct undertone that I was the odd one out, an intruder in their guys-only space. Their playful taunts about "gatecrashing" their guys' night made it amusing rather than uncomfortable. It almost felt wickedly thrilling, being in a space usually off-limits to women and witnessing them in a lax state alien to the women in their lives.
As I nestled onto the lap of the guy I was seeing, I felt the pair of eyes boring into me. He was caressing me, his hands roaming on my body more intimately than they would in public.
It was as if he was flaunting me to his friends. Jokes about how "wild" I was started to float around, and I played along, no fuss. This made me the center of harmless ribbing about possibly being there for more than just a visit. I didn't refute anything, playing along till it somehow did not seem just a joke.
Compliments started turning into playful inquiries about whether I could handle them all. I egged them on, challenging myself to see how far I could push. I had a point to prove, a fierce urge to win. And then, I found myself stripping in front of them.
As I sat in my birthday suit, I could tell some of the guys were in disbelief about how things were unfolding. Almost with an air of incredulous nonchalance, my guy and I got started.
His lap became the pedestal for a wild ride. His hands anchored my hips as I bounced up and down, functioning as his human masturbator.
The feeling was indescribable with my dripping pussy snugly enveloping him, stoked by the predatory gaze of the other men spectating. Amidst an audience, this guy plowed into me unabated.
Once our passionate fucking ended, he goaded me to take things further and follow through on my braggadocious comments. Challenge accepted, I moved on to the next guy, readily offering up my wet folds. And thus, the carnal circus began.
I had each of the five guys use me as their pleasure puppet, filing in one after the other. The pleasure was euphoric, the orgasms mind-numbing. I didn't care about the exhaustion; I was thirsty to seize the moment.
Every cock was a unique thrill, and I reveled in the voyeuristic pleasure I got from being watched. After being thoroughly used by each man, I reclined on the floor, naked as the day I was born, drinking and basking in the afterglow of an intensely satisfying night.
 TAKE MY WIFE |
 FUCK ME |
Poster:
Tiffany