Slow is better...

The wife was supposed to arrive tomorrow.

I had to spend another evening alone.

I went to the store and bought a bottle of beer. Taking advantage of the fact that it got warmer outside, he began to drink beer right on the street, slowly puffing on a cigarette. Since I had not yet had dinner, I quickly felt that my head was spinning pleasantly, and I thought about what to prepare for the arrival of my wife.

I decided that I would buy a bottle of champagne, give her an essential oil bath, and give her a massage after the bath. I immediately remembered how I saw an erotic massage on TV, and there they used a cream so that the hands would slide more easily.

I went to the pharmacy and bought an oil with the intriguing name EROS and the promise that after this oil the erogenous zones would be more sensitive.

I was in some kind of excited anticipation. Never have I been so long without a wife since I began to live a regular life with her.

For 4 years, I got use... continue reading

With a strong cross, you again sent the ball into the field near the line itself. Yes, the punches were excellent, but they didn't seem to help you smash me set after set. I could hardly concentrate on the ball during the reception, and mediocrely shot my own serves out of bounds. My fingers alternately weakened, then convulsively squeezed the racket, as soon as you just made a jerk to the side or leaned over the ball ... Several times I closed my eyes tightly, shaking my head, as if trying to throw off the sweet shackles of vision that arises behind the net. But the vision did not disappear - after all, there was you, a real tennis goddess, a beauty queen and a master of seduction ...

- 6:2, I won again - you said fervently. Where these two games I won came from, I could not understand. And I didn’t think about tennis at all at that moment. Your beautiful hair, falling down your neck on graceful open shoulders, your elastic breasts, embossed in a snow-white mini-top, your breathtaki... continue reading

The next summer turned out to be surprisingly hot and the people spent all the time near water bodies. What a bliss it is to lie on the warm sand after a swim, when the drops of water roll down and dry under the warm rays of the sun. Unbeknownst to me, I dozed off.

I woke up from the fact that it became cool, the sun was covered by a large thundercloud. It was going to rain soon, but there was still plenty of time for a last swim. I got up and started to enter the water. Cool jets pleasantly refreshed the skin. I think I was the only one who was bathing now. The rest left this beach in a hurry. I was alone. Then why wet already dried swimming trunks? I looked around and pulled them off. The water was even nicer when it came up to my waist. Having sailed a little to the side, I froze, enjoying how the current slowly carries me. Algae slithered and caressed me. It felt like the mermaids were touching me. It was a blissful state that seized me and I seemed to have lost track of time, bu... continue reading

Good morning honey, how did you sleep? You snuggled up all night like that, moaned and even screamed once in the middle of the night ... What did you dream about, dear? I gently run my hand through the velvety hair that has strayed during the night, I press you all tightly and gently to me, feeling your whole body trembling nervously, and heavy drops of sweat appeared on my forehead ... and barely audible in my ear: Zaya, tell me what you dreamed you?

I know that sex... You finished in your sleep... With whom? And to be honest? I'm without complexes, you know... Was he handsome? And how did he seduce you? Did you fight back? And he? He was so strong, handsome, impudent, cruel ... I put my hand on the mound of hair in the lower abdomen and begin to lightly stroke, fingering the curls of the hairs with my fingertips.

He ripped the dress in one fell swoop and you covered your chest with your hands? Then he slapped his cheeks painfully and strongly ... he called dirty names and hit aga... continue reading

So famously began the movement of his wife in the direction of free relationships slowed down slightly. Sasha decided to get married, so he was no longer considered as a partner. The dream of double penetration has remained a dream. My wife went to Sergei once more, got what she wanted, and somehow her excitement subsided from these meetings. Although I allowed at any time, any day, but the ardor somehow faded.

I realized that steps must be taken so that the process of initiating the sex-wife does not stop. It was necessary to bring in a fresh stream, so I had to crawl through the sites, look for a new lover for my wife. I set out to have a member of at least 20 centimeters. Finally, I agreed with Grigory, met in a cafe, explained what and how my wife loves, asked me to bring a certificate, since I assumed communication without a condom (well, my wife doesn’t like it with a condom, but I don’t like it myself). A week later, Grigory brought a certificate and declared that he was ready... continue reading

Recently, on my way back to Atlanta after a few years away, I decided to call an old friend of mine. I figured she was living with some guy, and a light drink would be a harmless enough friendly gesture. It turned out that she was very glad to hear from me, and insisted that I invite her to dinner tonight. I forgot that Cheri always turned me on, and I realized that I was looking forward to tonight. There was me, there was she, and there was evening.

The dinner was amazing and the conversation flowed easily like wine. As before, we sipped liquor and looked at each other thoughtfully. Her foot found mine under the table, and she began to rub my calf with her instep. It seemed like we never parted.

Now her fingers were stroking the tubercle of my very aroused cock. "Max, why don't we go to my place, and you take it and fuck me like you used to?"

I was only too glad to pay the bill and leave. In the car, she ran her fingers through my hair and her tongue into my mouth. Her lips were... continue reading

- Hey! Do you still want to have some fun?

That gurgling, sexy voice I would recognize in a crowd, not the one in the brothel. More recently, I pressed the owner of this voice in a dark corner of the dance hall, right here, near the stage. But how! Why else do we need brothels? How not to snuggle up to a warm female body? But I didn't know there would be a sequel!

I thought that the girl just ran away from my arms, so as not to feel my caresses anymore. But no! I, after her departure, sat down at a table and smoked a cigarette, looking at the new girls and their older clients dancing on the stage. I could hear perfectly how respectable men smacked their lips and brazenly hugged their ladies. And now my little white has called me. I slowly put out my cigarette on the porcelain ashtray and slowly got up from the table. Of course, the girl turned to me! My heart jumped, but I'm calm, if you can talk about calmness, when such a girl calls you. I walked close to her and kissed her on th... continue reading

The ringing of the phone pulled me out of my slumber like a gunshot. Unexpectedly and insistently. I got up from the sofa where I lay and listened to music, on the verge of dream and reality. She walked over to the table and picked up the phone.

- Hello.

- Hello! I'm back! You are all asleep!

My legs buckled and I sank to the floor. It was his voice. A voice that I haven't heard for five years and that I thought I would never hear. This voice came in my dreams at night, making me wake up and dream about him for the rest of the night.

- Well, what are you silent? Are you not happy? I'm completely back! Do you hear? At all. I will never leave again!

- Hello! - my voice was trembling, - I was just confused. Of course I'm glad. I've been waiting for you. I love you still!

- So I'll come today? Clock at 9 pm?

- I'll be waiting for you!

- Will everything be the same?

- Yes! - my voice broke, and a wave of strong excitement swept through my body.

- Wait! I will come! Kiss!... continue reading

After my daughter was two and a half years old, I came to the conclusion that I would never lose weight ... I was too lazy and could not deny myself the pleasure of sitting in the evening with a glass of good red wine. But summer has come and a real heat has come to Germany.

The temperature in the shade went off scale over forty, I didn’t feel like eating at all, I could only drink water, and it flowed all over my body. After a week of this torture, I noticed that my face was somewhat sunken and my eyes were sunken, as once in Russia, when there was no money for food ... After another week of the same heat, I decided to stand on the scales and could not believe my eyes. .. 55.5... It was just incredible, in two weeks, I was almost back to my normal weight, dropping at least 15 kilograms...

I couldn’t believe my eyes and began to spin in front of the mirror ... What I was able to see there suited me perfectly: the stomach was pulled in ... the fat on the sides disappeared, the arms ... continue reading

"Hi, come in, Nastya, can you. Can I take your coat? Could you stand in the middle of the room and just slowly turn around. Very well, your amateur pictures are not fair to you, you are really very, very beautiful. Now come on we'll sort out the necessary formalities and get them out of the way. You brought your birth certificate, didn't you. I'm sorry, but you do understand that I can only work with adults over the age of 18. So, it's all right. So now sign this form. It just says that you agree to pose for erotic photos and that I will own all rights to these photos. So, that's right, sign here. And one last thing, I lock the door with a key, but not to keep you here, but to prevent outsiders from entering in. The key remains in the lock, and you can leave whenever you want.

Well, let's start, look into the lens, face a little higher, legs crossed, hands on knees, like this, okay, now give me a seductive look. Great Nastya, now just unbutton the top two buttons on your blouse. No, ... continue reading

The day just sucked, there was nothing but trouble at work. Tired, I got on the subway, going home. There were not too many people in the car, but there was still nowhere to sit down. I stood near the door, holding on to the railing. Dark thoughts swirled in my head, the mood was lousy. Realizing that I can’t think of anything sensible for a tired head, I decided to digress. Looking around, I found that a pretty girl was standing a meter away from me. She looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was wearing a short skirt and a T-shirt. My gaze flickered over her slender legs, thin waist. Under the T-shirt, the hemispheres of her breasts stood out, it was clear that she was not wearing a bra. The girl had shoulder-length black hair, a beautiful face with expressive green eyes. She did not notice me, staring into the void and thinking about something of her own.

The next station was always full of people at that time. So it was this time. The crowd got into the car. Seein... continue reading

Approaching Paris and looking out of the carriage window, Emma thought about how her new unfamiliar city would meet her. She was a stranger there, no one cared about her, she was alone. Did that mean she was in for hostility? Maybe. But it didn't matter, because she had a job, her mission, as she called it. The mission for which she survived everything that fell to her lot. Emma smiled, and the lady opposite gave her a quick glance and smiled too. Goodwill was read on the girl’s face, while in her head an insidious prudent plan was being developed. Can this really happen because of a man? Yes, Emma said firmly.

As Emma prepared to leave her town, her only thought was to find him. To appear so suddenly that he was speechless and blurt out everything she wanted. But suddenly she was broken by a disease, a disease that once claimed the lives of her mother and grandmother. That day, when Emma first passed out at the dinner table and then did not come to herself for a long time, completel... continue reading

Some obsession came over me. Some unknown force seized me, my eyes filled with lead, and I fell asleep. I sleep. And I see a dream...

Smiling joyfully, you stepped out of the water and dried yourself dry with a thick terry towel. Before you had time to sit on the grass next to me, when suddenly next to you in some incomprehensible way were two strong, slender, completely naked young Negroes. Bewilderment, fear and a strong desire seized you. One of them walked up to you, grabbed your silky soft hair tightly with a muscular hand, and pulled your head down. You could not keep your feet, and knelt down in front of him. A large, black and thick member began to raise his head. The Negro, continuing to hold your hair tightly, took the cock at the base with his other hand and slowly brought it to your lips.

Your fear and desire simultaneously became huge, your eyes closed, and your tongue began to feel and lick a large dark head. One of your hands began to caress his balls, covered with s... continue reading

Do I have a dream? Fantasy, a kind of "Paradise on Earth"? - you ask, gentlemen.

Difficult question, but I'll try to answer...

It will probably be an island. Such a small island. Greenery, sun, sea. A small house with verandas, bedrooms with huge beds, a hall with armchairs, sofas, a huge TV with 2-3 round-the-clock porn channels (no perversions, BDSM and other nonsense, only "pretty", only "bliss, tenderness and passion")! Beautiful pool, sun loungers, fruits, light drinks and... Ladies! Different, but all amazingly beautiful, sexy! No, I don't want to be their master or their slave. I just want to be with them and give them pleasure! Long, passionate and insatiable. Devour them with your eyes, admire their beauty, kiss their bodies, inhale their divine scent, touch their skin, hair, holes and bulges... and, of course, fuck them. All this I call sex.

So, morning. The sun's rays break through the foliage and enter the bedroom. Illuminate the walls, the floor, the huge bed. I wake... continue reading

A serene sunny June morning turned into torrential rain by noon. Sergey and Yulia, who decided to go shopping that day in order to buy the necessary things for the upcoming vacation at sea, fell under a heavy downpour. In the morning, when they were getting ready, it never crossed their minds to take an umbrella with them, the weather was so beautiful. And now the rain overtook them suddenly, soaking to the skin. It was now useless to hide from the rain, and the house was already nearby, so they cheerfully joked, walked through the puddles, waving shopping bags.

They ran into the porch snorting and brushing themselves off. Already on the stairs, Julia remembered that she had promised to go to the neighbor below and, thinking that if she didn’t look at her now, then she definitely wouldn’t do it later, she said ... Seryozha, you go, I’ll look at Masha for a minute . After handing the bag to her husband, she rang the bell at the neighbor's door. Sergei quickly went up to his floor. Ent... continue reading

The day started as usual. I went to a restaurant to have breakfast and met my old friend there. He was having breakfast there with his colleague and, after introducing me to Jenny, invited me to join them. The conversation over the meal began with generalities, but soon turned to our absent spouses. Jenny, speaking of her husband, remarked that she and her husband were married in a common-law marriage and that they adhered to the rules not to prevent each other from seeing other people. Dave was very conservative and, besides, only recently married, and such a frank statement embarrassed him. Soon he remembered about the unfinished work and excused himself and left. Jenny and I were left alone.

We had a few drinks and began to discuss our sexual preferences quite frankly. Jenny leans forward and whispers, "Do you remember how much you wanted to fuck when you were puberty? That's how I feel all the time." By now I had a strong erection.

I said that I really liked panties, and that n... continue reading

We went with you to the sauna... just YOU and I. We booked a suite for two, and when we got there, we saw how beautiful it was - everything around was made of wood, glass... We really like it here, and you , gently slap me on the ass and say: "Come on, undress, Mike!" I pull a light sweater over my head and you see that under it I have nothing but round and bouncing breasts. I lean over and carefully fold my sweater on the bench, my breasts swaying smoothly as I move. You have an involuntary desire to come up and take them in your hands. You gently take them in your palms, coming up behind me, noting their heaviness and velvety ... slightly squeezing, you begin to stroke. You kiss my neck, where such hot, tender and deliciously smelling skin. You even grab the hairs on my neck with your lips ... "Oh, how ticklish ... let it go ..." - I whisper, and as if by chance I press my ass against your stomach.

I'm doing this on purpose, firstly because it's so sexy, and secondly, to tease you ... continue reading

My friend Yurka had a constant mistress, whom he often mentioned in our conversations. I did not know her, but according to Yurka, she was a woman - a masterpiece. She was a few years older than Yurka (older than me, of course), but supposedly she knew how to do everything. And when she treated the cock with her mouth, Yurka experienced inexplicable bliss and she did not refuse in the ass, moreover, she insisted that Yurka cum in the ass.

She, according to Yurka, was unusually gentle and affectionate. In addition to everything, she differed little from the circus midget in her height: - she was unusually miniature. Petite women are my weakness!

In general, Yurka drummed into my weak soul (weak to the female sex) an irresistible desire to share with him the bed in which Olechka is - this is his mistress.

I expressed my desire to Yurka, with a request to agree with Olya so that I would be accepted into their “family”.

Yuri promised. But, as I saw, I did not feel any special joy f... continue reading

All the events described in the story actually happened. The names of the actors have been changed.

This evening we celebrated Natalie's birthday. At one time, she quite successfully married a Dane, moreover, it seems, out of love. Nika and I find him charming, which is exactly what he is - fun, attractive, athletic. There is, however, a minus that you have to chat in English, but it does not matter.

There were six of us that evening. I sat between Nika and Natalie, from time to time catching the warm touches of one or the other leg under the table. The Dane sat next to Natalie. There was also a friend of the Dane. To complete the picture, let's describe him: for 30 years, he had his own business in a neighboring city, where he found a girlfriend who was with him today. We saw her for the first time, and she mostly smiled and kept quiet. Nothing like a girl, everything is in place, really. My Nika will be slimmer. We ate, drank and laughed - what else do they do in taverns? The con... continue reading

She flew on a plane to rest. Although she flew in a large company, she, as always, was lonely. The flight was a full two hours, but it wasn't that long for her. She loved to be alone, didn't like to talk... and that's why she stuck headphones in her ears and closed her eyes, fencing herself off from her neighbor in the armchair... in the next one, on the other hand, her daughter was already snoring, covered with a blanket... She closed her eyes and immediately pictures of the recent past floated before my eyes...

She saw herself in the office, at her desk ... there are several more tables in the office, because she is not alone in it ... but the girls are not curious, everyone is used to doing their own thing and not getting into other people's monitors ...

It was still only a day, but she was already nervous... because she knew that today he promised to come... the first time she would see him... the first time since they met... she had never met on the Internet before, not she tr... continue reading