I confess that over the past few years I have been soliciting call girls for the special favors ;). Funny thing is just the other day I took the risk of trying out one of those massage parlors and wouldn't you know it I hit sexual gold. Not only are the girls hot (the one I got was smoking HOT! im talking every guy buying her drinks at the bar hot) and pretty much despite my 60 second nut-bust i find myself saying, Why haven't I done this sooner? I tried it before but my luck actually walked into a legit massage parlor so I was deterred but now that I hit it right, i think i'll have to make this a regular thing. BTW all Latin staff and no mamasan leering at you as you walk in either. I attempted to record it but unfortunately the lighting was poor so all I got was shadows, if i get comfortable enough to try some more some "voyeur massage" vids will be up shortly lol. If you never been and wanna try I say go for it boys.

Hey all, was wondering if you could give me some feed back on this short erotic story I've written. All comments welcome

I stood in front of the mirror and just stared at myself for a minute. Even I had to admit, I did look pretty sexy. He was going to go wild when he came home to this. My heart was fluttering with excitement at the thought. I'd taken the utmost care to get the outfit exactly as he'd described it when we were talking about our fantasies that morning: white blouse undone to the waist showing the silk bra underneath; stripy tie knotted loosely the way I remembered the cool girls from school doing it; skirt so short you could see the bottom of my g-string; knee high socks, the kind with bows. I'd mastered the expression as well, wide eyes, a little bite of the lip, a blush - pure mock innocence. We always had fun when he dominated me and this was the ultimate game.
I looked at the clock. It had just turned five. Another half hour to wait until my man was home. I sat down on our bed and pictured what would happen when he got here. As I thought of it, him thrusting into me with absolute desire, I could feel myself getting wet. Squirming on the bed, trying to resist the temptation to relieve myself was getting difficult. But I had to wait. It would be worth it. I got up, smoothed my skirt and tried to compose myself.
Deciding to play to the naughty schoolgirl as much as possible, I sent him a text. 'Sir, I've been a really good girl today, what do I get?' I giggled softly as I pressed send, and sure enough, my plan worked. A few minutes later I heard footsteps crunching up our gravel drive. It sounded like he'd run home after receiving that. I smiled to myself as the door shut. He called my name, and I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Positioning myself leaning against the door, I put my innocent face back on.
He rounded the corner and appeared in my view, rosy-cheeked, messy-haired and bright eyed from his run home. He was gorgeous as ever though, tall, dark and handsome, nicely built with strong arms that could hold me close, and chest muscles he could actually flex to make rhythms like a drum, and beautiful eyes that I felt I could look into forever. The bulge in his suit pants was already visible as he looked me up and down, admiring me in my tiny little costume.
"Oh, god, baby", he breathed, his voice husky and lustful, his eyes still taking me in. He put his arms round me and pressed his lips to mine. I kissed back eagerly, sucking on his lower lip, and he responded by pushing his tongue into my mouth, and sliding a hand down under my skirt to squeeze an ass cheek. I was growing wetter and he harder by the second. We kissed passionately for a while, until, breathless and dizzy with desire, I broke away. With a wicked glint in my eye I led him towards our bed, pulling his shirt off as we walked. He stopped me and slid an arm round my waist, holding me close to him. His hot breath on my neck, making my skin tingle, he muttered into my ear, "I'm the one in charge here remember missy", before picking me up and throwing me onto the bed.
Standing over me, he dropped his pants. His calvins underneath were properly tented now. He saw where my gaze was and brushed over them lightly, teasing both himself and me. I bit my lip as he took them off too and stood in front of me naked, stroking himself ever so slowly. I moaned and instinctively let my hand travel downwards. He caught my eye. "Don't you dare", he hissed. "We play this on my terms, you know that." I didn't disobey. He took his hands off himself and crawled up the bed towards me. He slowly started to undress me, taking his time on the two shirt buttons I'd actually fastened, then one-handedly unhooking my bra. My nipples were hard and begging to be sucked, but he ignored this and carried on downwards, pulling off my little skirt and socks and leaving me just in my g-string. He rubbed the silk of it softly, just above my clit. I tried subtly to grind my hips up a little and have him rub me, but he was wise to my games by now. He withdrew his hand and slid back up my body. "Don't try and rush me", he said, looking into my eyes with a fiery glare. "Or I'll leave you here until you learn your lesson." I couldn't help but smile at this. The absolute power he had over me at times like this was such a turn on. This he knew, and used it to his extreme advantage.
He leaned in to kiss me again. Such an amazing, passionate kiss that I felt the breath leave me. As he kissed me his fingers brushed over my neck in a butterfly motion, round to my throat and back up, the sensitive spot behind my ear, tickling me gently until the hairs at the back of my neck stood on end. I moved my head slightly to the side and he took his cue to start shadowing the movements of his fingers with feather-light kisses. His hands travelled down, using both now, and he rubbed my breasts, rolling my sensitive nipples between his fingers. He licked down from my neck and circled my right nipple with his tongue. He tugged at it with his teeth suddenly, whilst pinching the left, and I gasped sharply through the unexpected pleasurable pain. Latching onto it with his lips, he sucked until it was better, then repeated the process on my other nipple. I was writhing by this point, wanting him to touch me so badly. He continued his oral administrations down my body, licking down my stomach in small strokes, getting slower and slower as he got further towards my pussy, which felt like it was beating out tribal rhythms by this point. He got closer, closer, closer, kissing down my cleanly shaved pussy, just above my clit. And then pulled away. I tried desperately to pull his head back, but he wasn't having any of it.
"Damn, such a fucking tease" I growled. He merely chuckled before kneeling in front of my face and bringing his cock to my lips. I couldn't complain, I did love sucking. I looked up into his eyes with the innocent look I'd been practising all day and slowly let my tongue out and licked the tip of his cock, then let my tongue travel all the way down his length, round, and back up. He closed his eyes and smiled. I loved making him happy. I opened my lips and took him properly into my mouth, inch by inch until he was right in. He let out a groan and wrapped a hand in my hair, pulling gently as I began to move my head up and down on him, sucking him right in and then letting go almost to the end, licking and then taking him right in again. I reached under to play with his balls, gently squeezing. We both knew he couldn't carry on like this for long, so I let him go and he pulled away and slid down my body again. Right down. He kissed my tattooed feet, my ankles, inching up my calves, the back of my knees, the inside of my thighs, leisurely kissing every little bit, delaying getting where he knew I wanted him. Then finally, finally, his lips touched my pussy. It was like an electrical shock being sent through my body. He used his fingers to part my lips and gently rubbed my clit, only for a few seconds, but enough to make me twitch violently. He must've sensed then that I couldn't handle much more teasing, because he lay between my legs and started licking properly, dragging his tongue from just above my ass all the way to my clit and back again, letting it dip into my slit as he did. I moaned and ran my hand through his hair, grinding my hips into his face. He stopped and tongue fucked me for a minute, before sucking on each pussy lip. He then latched onto my clit, sliding two fingers inside me as he did, and thrusting them in and out of me. I was in heaven, writhing and moaning beneath him. I could feel a climax building. He could sense it too, and his fingering became faster, his sucking more urgent. Soon I could hold back no longer and held his head to me as I shook and came all over his fingers and tongue. We lay there for a minute while my orgasm subsided, and then he came back up to the top of the bed. He pulled me close and I could feel his cock against me, rock solid, pressing into my stomach, begging to be buried deep in my pussy.
"Ride me, little schoolgirl" he whispered sexily. We rolled over until I was mounting him. I grasped his cock and rubbed it across my clit, teasing us both. Then when I could take this no longer I allowed myself to slide onto his length, filling me up. I just sat astride him for a minute to allow myself to adjust to his thickness, and then I began to ride. I moved up and down on his cock, my tits jiggling in his face. He grabbed them and squeezed them together. My moaning was starting to get very loud. I keeled over in passion, and in one swift rolling motion he was back on top. He held my legs up and apart as he fucked me hard with all his long length. I felt his entirety slide in and out of me, hitting my g-spot, squeezing my pussy around him. We were both making almost unearthly noises of pleasure now, mine a high pitched wail, his an animal, guttural sound. His breathing was as shallow as mine and I knew we were close to a simultaneous orgasm. With a few final, hard, deep thrusts, I felt my pussy walls contract around his cock, just as I felt his hot cum shooting inside me.
We just rode our orgasm out together for its duration, until he collapsed on top of me. We lay and recovered together for a while, me stroking his hair, him leaning up to give me a sweet little kiss every so often.
"So amazing baby. Thank you, I love you. And next time it's your fantasy that gets acted out."
I smiled to myself as he went to shower. Next time was going to be even more fun.

I confess that I use voyeurism as a fitness regime.

I go for evening walks around the neighborhood most nights. The route I take has many steep hills. On one of these steep hills is a house that has the bathroom facing the road. The house is set lower than the street, so I can see all the way down into the shower. There is a young mid 20's couple that live there and I usually see them in there. I've worked out their routine and know when they will be on show.

I love watching them in the shower, the girl is pretty hot and the guy is pretty fit looking. It's fucking awesome watching her soap up her pert tits and pussy. Let me tell you it makes my evening walk/jog something I look forward to.

Now here's where the fitness regime comes in. The street they are on is quite busy and there isn't anywhere I can dig-in and enjoy from the shadows. So I have to keep moving so I don't look 'too' obviously like a pervy stalker. Combine this with the couple sometimes not being on cue, making me walk up and down the hill until I see that light come on in the bathroom window like a "now seating" sign at the cinema.

Some nights I could walk this hill 20-30 times, my legs burn, but fuck it's worth it!!!

i wanna get fucked by my pops in-law, i married recently and we are living in my husband’s parents house, at first i could control myself, but on a few nights ago i saw a shadow under the door while i was showering, my husband had went to the store to grab some drinks and my MIL was cooking dinner, she never leaves the kitchen when cooking, so i froze for a moment before getting a rush of lust and started to touch myself imagining he was somehow spying on me, put on a lil show but when my husband got home the shadow moved away from the door. When i got off the bath, i wrapped myself in the towel and walked to the kitchen to ask my MIL for some lotion, she said it’s in the closet on her room. The lights were off so I entered and closed the door, the thought off him perving on me made me think he could have cams in his room so i took of the towel and rubbed lotion right there. I left the room went straight to mine and put on a night gown with no bra and panties, to see his reaction. Everything was cool till after dinner, we started drinking and i noticed him glazing at my breast a few times already, went to the sofa with my SIL and a got really tired. I wake up first with a hand on my tits, kept my eyes shut and waited for more, i then felt a hand lifting my gown and spreading my buttcheeks and massage my pussy, i felt a face sniffing on my asshole, then a tongue, then a finger and then i felt what i think it was a dick but clinched my ass and changed positions, aftter that i saw my father in law leaving the living room, what should i do? I love my husband but im a real sex addict and cant help myself

I confess I'm a 58 year old guy who goes out at night when it's raining or sprinkling, dressed like a girl (the picture is me, how I was dressed last night.) The reason I go out when it's raining is so I can carry a big umbrella to hide my head. I like to walk down the sidewalk near my house. It's cool to see how many people will honk their horns or holler at me. Many hit their brakes, but if they do, I walk off into the trees. Once I get horny enough, I go into the front yard of an empty house about three houses down from me and jack off in the dark. (I can get from my house to the empty one by keeping in the shadows and behind the trees.) Just as I'm ready to cum, I walk out onto the sidewalk into the street lights and blow my load.