What’s got you horny?

Watching some early morning porn of mature Elexis Monroe and fantasizing of having a threesome with her, myself and my husband.

My husband and I have fantasized about being part of a pro porn star/amateur couple situation before with several women in the industry. Ms. Monroe is one of them. :heart:
 
My coworker intentionally teased me yesterday by putting a document I needed in her back pocket, bending over, and insisting I grab it from her.

I took it from her back pocket with a large open hand, giving her a a squeeze as I slowly slid my hand up along her ass and took the paper from her pocket with all the subtlety of an “oops” as I did it.

It’s all I’ve thought about since yesterday, and it’s driving me crazy. I’ve edged myself this morning before going into work today, and I can’t wait for more today!
 
Everything! Seeing my wife naked before I left for work, LIT, browsing for sexy lingerie, thoughts of past lovers, thoughts of past lovers moms, thoughts of past lovers daughters, thoughts of the last, well, only man I’ve been with. I guess I’ll stop there.
 
My wife watching one of her Soap Opera's.

There is a woman in it who dosn't know who her baby's dad is. Boyfriend's or friends? given that she attractive as most TV personalities are, its go tme thinking.
 
A message from a woman describing her fantasies and experiences. She is a bit vague about it, and it seems to be getting my mind running wild, imagning.
The thing is, our interests don't really complement each other well, yet talking to her is arousing.
 
Reminiscing about a threesome where I hopped from cock to cock, one in the mouth, one in the ass, for an hour….. in bed with two horny and hard men who wanted nothing more than to fuck me like their whore… and working their cocks until I fell out of the bed, onto the floor, and having them push their cocks right back into me and barely miss a stroke. That was the time that I walked out of the hotel room, fully used and fulfilled and the hotel maid was standing there, just staring at me and following me with her eyes as I did my ass-swishing victory walk to my car :) remembering that day has me horny as fuck right now :)
 
On the flight home last night the plane got really dark when the lights went off. It was just me and the man in the window seat on my exit row aisle.

When he climbed over me to take his seat, his crotch was face level and I saw him look down at me, assessing me. I had an overwhelming urge to press my face into his groin.

He didn't say anything to me as he situated himself. He just checked his phone then began reading a work brief.

I don't know what came over me, because I'm rarely the pursuer, but when it went dark at 30k feet, I couldn't control my need. I had to feel him.

When the lights went off, he obviously put his papers away and leaned back with eyes closed. Subtlety isn't my strong point, but from the way he initially looked at me, I felt emboldened to put my hand on his thigh.

He spread his legs until his thigh pressed against mine, and I received this gesture as consent. Immediately I seized upon his groin, rubbing and squeezing his rapidly growing member through his jeans.

(Accidentally hit submit)

In a matter of moments, he had unfastened and unzipped his jeans, providing me access to his beautiful cock. I wanted so badly to put him in my mouth, but I settled for squeezing, stroking, and tugging at him.

He lifted my leg over his and I untied the string on my yoga pants.

Together we sat in 22 A and B touching, rubbing, and getting one another off on the short flight home.
How do you get this lucky for sitting on a plane? Oh to end up in an aisle with you ;)
 
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