1. 1/26/16: Game Night


    Date: 10/18/2017, Categories: Fetish, Voyeur, Author: mikurulove10, Source: xHamster

    Just last Tuesday, my girlfriend invited me and two of our friends over for what I guess can be best described as &#034game night&#034. There's this board game called Fibbage that we played on her XBox. We had a lot of fun; a lot of laughs with people I enjoy. However, at some point during game night, something awoke within me. I couldn't tell you what it was, but the dim lights plus the fact that everybody was so focused on the screen made me just have to touch her. I had to. I felt her up and ran my nails down her back. Much to my delight, she was ever-so compliant, and even went so far as to make a few noises here and there, which she had to shut up immediately. A good hour or so later, one of the guests announced that he had to go home, and the other friend said that she might as well go home too. She drove them home. I asked her if I was going home too because, well, it was a fair conclusion to jump to. &#034You're coming home with me,&#034 she smirked. That was enough to get that settled. When we got back home, her roommate was using the basement, the room that she uses for just about everything, including me, so we tried to lay low in the living room until she came back up. Terrible idea. We just couldn't keep our hands off of each other. She teased me about being an exhibitionist and went so far as to bet that I wouldn't be able to make it to the basement before ravaging her. With talk like that, I was amazed to find her wrong. Before that, though, we spent our time ...
    in the living room touching thighs and biting ears. After a little over half an hour of tantalizing, &#034Oh god, I need to fuck her,&#034 thoughts, we finally made it into the basement. From the basement, she hooked her iPhone up to speakers, using them to play music to distract from whatever was about to go on. I made myself comfortable as she did so. From there, she sat back down on the futon where I was and pulled me on top of her. It was an all-out war from that point on. Our tongues met, we bit lips. We made our rounds kissing everywhere that we could. My hands were sure to become vagabonds, going from places like her hands and hair to her inner thighs, then to her ass, grabbing so much that she couldn't help but whine a bit. My kisses trailed from her lips to her cheeks, down her neck, then down to her shoulders, where I was sure to mark my territory. She's mine, mine, mine, and I wanted the whole damn world to know it. As much as I love giving and getting hickeys, what really made it for me was her amused little moans of, &#034Oh, fuck, ____.&#034 That's been sure to play in my head practically every second since then. I told her to make herself at home, my body is hers. She told me that the feeling was reciprocated, so I got rather comfortable. My lips trailed down her chest, then to her flat stomach, then to her jaunting hipbones, before stopping at the front of her panties. I asked if it was okay and lo and behold, she gave me the okay. I pulled down her panties and ...
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