Amateur Erotic stories
Friend being a voyeur
I've always enjoyed exhibitionism and voyeurism, but I've never been open enough to another man to really talk to him before my husband. We have great chemistry in every way.However, my fetish is limited to women. I have no desire to have a threesome or have sex with another woman, but the idea of being watched by another woman and observing her has always fascinated me. I told him I wanted to make love with another woman watching, but without her directly participating, to take a shower together—in short, to have a friend to share glances and admiration with in a more intimate way. He said this required extreme trust from the person I invited to avoid unnecessary exposure. I agreed.
Night owl with my boyfriend's friends
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.On Saturday, it was still 8 p.m., but the lights were all off. The five of them were in the kitchen screaming and laughing, and I was in the bedroom watching TV. Some time later, I decided to go to the kitchen and watch their game. I sat next to my boyfriend, and we stayed there for a few minutes. We always like to do things in public, so I knew I had the freedom to do what I did at the time.
The favela warehouse
We were 25 when we moved near a favela, and things began to change. It all started with a guy who always bought bread at a bakery near our house. My wife is 5'6" tall and has a body that attracts attention despite her small breasts. She's very white and usually draws glances when she passes by. This time was no different. This guy lived in the favela up the street from us. He always came down to buy bread at the same time as her. It started with a few glances, then some laughter, and it wasn't long before they exchanged contact information.
My wife gives her ass to another
My wife is 24 years old, with squirmy blonde hair that reaches her shoulders, a slim waist, and perky, attractive breasts. Petite is a thin woman who looks appetizingly thin. We live in a small town in a forgotten department of Colombia. To make ends meet, my wife got a job teaching in a village three hours away. Every Sunday afternoon, she went to school and returned only on Friday. Every remaining time she wanted, she stayed at school for two or three days. The school had a small apartment for the teacher to work there.
The Office Married Woman
I continued my freelance work, but our unstable economy, thanks to our "excellent political class," means companies are cutting exactly what can be cut: consulting services. So I ended up idle most of my time, and staying home without work only created friction with my wife. It was during this low point that, one day, talking to a good friend of mine, he extended an invitation:
I became the owner of an ass
I'm going to tell you the true story of how I became the owner of my mother's friend's ass. This woman, I'll call her "S," has always been quite naughty. I remember when I was a kid, I would secretly overhear her talking dirty among a group of my mother's friends. And when I was about 16, she had some really unusual games, lol. She would suddenly come into my room and say, "Aaah, I almost caught you playing bingo outside." But for some reason, my family and hers drifted apart when I was 18, and I haven't seen her in person since.
My wife gives her ass to another
My wife is 24 years old, with squirmy blonde hair that reaches her shoulders, a slim waist, and perky, attractive breasts. Petite is a thin woman who looks appetizingly thin. We live in a small town in a forgotten department of Colombia. To make ends meet, my wife got a job teaching in a village three hours away. Every Sunday afternoon, she went to school and returned only on Friday. Every remaining time she wanted, she stayed at school for two or three days. The school had a small apartment for the teacher to work there. This took several months of work for my wife. And after a while, I saw the gradual change in her, such as her way of dressing, etc.
A successful betrayal
I've been married for a little over a year and I suspected my husband was cheating on me with our neighbor.I started to notice the looks between them and I'm sure her husband is suspicious too.This couple is very close and frequents our house and we frequent theirs. I was certain of this when I caught them talking quietly in a corner.
