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

The spotlights were blinding, the music was deafening, everyone was in a dance nirvana. What else do young people in the south need? Good booze, good music and of course good sex. You can not think about anything, forget about everything and indulge in debauchery. A sort of small Sodom - a city of debauchery. After a double shot of tequila, I felt completely good, and the intoxicating smell of freedom acted on me instantly. Suddenly, I felt hot breath in the back of my head and other people's hands at my waist, which descended lower and lower. I slowly turned around and saw a handsome young man who smiled at me with his white-toothed smile. As it turned out later, he was an Austrian.

Hello, my name is George, what's yours?

- I am Irina. How do you rest?

- Yes, everything is super, only tomorrow I'm leaving. Today is the last night. You will find my offer strange, but I heard that Asian girls are good at massages.

- It's a hint?

Well, if you don't want to, I won't be offended.... continue reading

They were alone in the room. Nobody bothered them anymore. Tosya got up and decided to act herself, since he was so indecisive. After taking a few steps, she stopped in front of a seated man, to whom she repeatedly gave herself in her sexual fantasies. Not one night Tosya dreamed of making love with this lonely man. Drinking wine and her red-hot passion did their job. She boldly sat down on Ivan's knees, clasped her neck in her arms and greedily dug her lips into his lips. He was taken aback by surprise, but as Tosin's tongue began to penetrate between his lips into his mouth, he realized what was required of him. Ivan put his arm around her shoulders with one hand, and with the other, lifting up her blouse, began stroking and squeezing her attractive full breasts. From the kiss and from the movement of the hand along the boobs, Tosya's blood boiled in her veins, and she no longer had the strength to control herself.

She slipped off Ivan's knees, quickly unbuttoning her trousers, and... continue reading

Someday I will definitely take revenge on you for everything you do to me...

Do you want to know how it will be?! What am I going to tell you...

First, we will take a hot bath with you... Imagine how pleasant it is... Water penetrating everywhere and dousing you with warmth and moisture, foam, steam rising above the water... And my hands... Everywhere... Caressing you everywhere. .. Stroking your body, breasts, your beautiful thighs, penetrating into the most intimate places of your excited body... Your eyes, into which all feelings, will be replaced by one, the only one... Desire... The very thing that embraces you, when I'm around... I'll get up and you'll caress me with your mouth on your knees, not because I'm asking, but to at least partially quench your thirst, at least get a little full... But I won't let you finish what you started.. . A little bit later...

But not now... It's still early...

We will leave the bathroom, I will lightly wipe your body and lay it on the bed... continue reading

Finally. Last day of the exhibition. For three days he had to spend at the stand surrounded by a large number of visitors. Answer boring questions and keep an eye on expensive equipment. He has already walked around the exposition many times, only briefly lingering at the stands that interested him. The only entertainment was the contemplation of women's legs, of which there were plenty at the exhibition. It was the beginning of November, so all the legs were either in trousers (in these, his gaze lingered only if the owner of the legs had a large round ass), or in pantyhose (in these, his gaze always lingered, running over them from bottom to top and back several times ).

And then he saw her. She walked past his booth. She was wearing tall, pink, thin-heeled boots, tight dark red tights with a large black fishnet, and a burgundy skirt with a snakeskin pattern. What was on top, he did not have time to see, because he could not tear his eyes away from these legs. The only thing he man... continue reading

Lips seemed to be stuck together with unspoken words. Dried saliva in the corners...

And along with the waves of cold from the open window, running over the open body, the scenes of yesterday evening began to repeat in front of her ...

Sharply and with a feeling of pleasure surging even now, she remembered, no, she again felt the breakthrough of his flesh! She involuntarily screamed, almost losing consciousness... Gradually, she got used to the insane energy of the flesh raging in the depths of the hot womb... Charging with the energy of pulsation, she did not catch the moment when he, quickly leaving, gave her exhausted bosom a short respite. .. Feeling a strange state, similar to weightlessness, she languidly noted to herself that she was being carried to the bedroom ... Spreading her on a wide bed, he quickly and nervously freed her body from clothes, almost tearing her panties ... Dipping his palms in cups of the bra, he literally pushed out the big breasts, pulled the tight br... continue reading

Why do we come here? We all have different reasons why we are here on the Internet: someone just like that ... plays out of boredom, someone tries to forget, to get away from the real. But the result is the same: here we meet, communicate, fall in love, become attached to each other, part, experience pain and disappointment. We live here.

I was like that too, until one day I met you.

We chatted, laughed, you gave me so much tenderness and affection ... and gradually I began to realize that I was looking for communication only with you ... I know that we are little acquainted ... but still ...

Every evening I run here, to the monitor... I know... it's stupid!

But when you come here, I want to cuddle up to you, feel the warmth, hear the beating of your heart and, touching your lips to your chest, whisper "I missed you ... I was waiting for ..." ... and sliding your hands over your shoulders up ... over your neck, raise your eyes and clinging to your lips to give an unforgettable ... 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

Our love is as hot as our sex, it began very modestly and romantically, 2 weeks after the first date we touched each other's hands, a week later we kissed, and the next day we were already burning with passion! The bus, the park, the bench on the street… they all witnessed our desire.

Our kisses were so hot that even the frost on the street did not stop the thirsty hands and lips. A couple more weeks passed, and I invited him to my place for tea, but my plans included not only dinner, I dreamed of a passionate night. About the one that is described in love stories, about wild and unbridled passion!

Dinner went pretty well, after we went to my room. We settled down on the bed and our lips were already stretched to each other. He took a position on top, began kissing my lips and stroking my thighs under my skirt with his hands (that day I was 100% ready, I wanted to impress and I was wearing black lace underwear and stockings, I'm sure he appreciated it), his palms slid along my legs... continue reading

The story takes place one summer. Then there was a warm, if not to say, hot summer.

It was 30 degree heat. We had a dacha near Belozersk. This is an amazing place. Sandy soil, even after heavy rain it was always dry. Deep and beautiful lakes were not far from our dacha. Dad worked on weekends and my mom and I went alone to the dacha. The neighbors also came. I was 24. A daughter and her father arrived at a neighboring site. She, as she said, was about 20, although according to her figure, one could give no more than 18 years. Slender, short, dense figure with small elastic breasts and dark skin. Athletic dad, former cyclist. The day was hot, but Anya, that was the name of our neighbor, worked with her dad in the garden. Mom and I also did some housework. I went out to the terrace. The neighbors had a better-groomed yard than ours. They had already built a large bathhouse, and the site itself was larger than ours. Anya squatted and weeded strawberries. She was wearing a T-shirt and li... continue reading

She took a shower while standing in the bathroom. He sat in the tub, looking up at her as jets of water grazed her soft skin. They drew their pattern on all the curves and hollows of her beautiful body. He was very excited, he wanted to glide over her along with the water, to feel the taste of her skin with his tongue and lips, her smoothness. He reached out and stroked her leg, up and down.

When her fingers reached the soft, excited lips, she spread her legs a little, allowing his fingers to reach her bosom. Fingers easily slid over the lips, making their way deeper and deeper. They felt the swollen depth, the moisture of excitement. She began to moan, her legs weakened, and she sank down onto the plank that lay across the tub. She spread her legs wide and placed them on the edges of the tub. The fingers continued to caress. First one, two, three. The tongue touched the tubercle at the top of the lips.

"Stop, I want to pee," she pleaded.

"I want you to do it now," he replied.

... 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

It all started with the fact that my friend invited me to go with him and his old friends to relax on the river bank for a few days, sunbathe, swim, sing along with the guitar near the fire. It all looked just great, but I still doubted ... because I don’t know the people who will go there at all, I don’t know how they will accept me! After all, neither myself nor others, I did not want to spoil the rest. But Zhenya (my friend) assured that everything would be in perfect order, that the right people were hanging out there, and I had already warned them. "Well, then everything is normal," I thought.

And now, anticipating a cool vacation, I stomped to the gathering place. There I saw several guys who threw bags with tents, clothes and other things into the minibus, among them I saw the Professor (as Zhenya is usually called). He introduced me to everyone - quite normal guys. Then I reflexively asked...

- Are we going in a purely male company?

- No, the girls are back now, they forg... continue reading

For the first time in history, the Rolling Stones were visiting town, and Jack Holland prepared to use the supergroup's visit to his advantage.

He stood in front of the mirror, turning his head from side to side, throwing up his chin, trying to smile with all thirty-two teeth. Like Mick Jagger, Jack was tall, thin, sunken eyes, square jaw, protruding Adam's apple, plump lips. However, he was younger, in his early thirties, and favored short hair. However, the resemblance was still striking.

In fact, all his life, friends and even strangers were surprised that Jack looked exactly like the most famous of the Stones, but this did not bring him any dividends. Unless he acted as a double of Jagger at parties and amateur concerts. But the day came when Mick and Jack were in the same city at the same time, and Jack decided that there would be no better opportunity to snatch a piece of the glory of his famous double.

He wore a shirt a couple of sizes too big and wide pants, and a wig all... continue reading

You said that sometimes you want to kill me...

Well, this is also a way to take revenge on me, because you want revenge, you want it like me ...

Or maybe you want to kill me not for the sake of revenge, but so that that insane desire to take possession of me, to make me your obedient slave disappears ... I don’t know ... But if you want to take revenge, then I will tell you another way, safer, and having much better prospects for you...

In the previous story, I even gave you an idea on how to do it, but you were so excited that you didn’t notice it ... But everything is very simple, tie me up, caress me and kiss me in dozens of ways in dozens of places ... And then saddle me me like a stallion, so that I feel what kind of heat burns inside you, and so that half of this fire is transferred to me ... And start moving, rise and fall, feeling my excited flesh tremble and tremble inside you ... Move faster and faster, until my body begins to move to the beat of itself, and we merge in... continue reading

Good afternoon I'm 25, beautiful, tall, long-haired blonde (natural), with a rather thin hourglass figure and a breast size three. I have graceful hands, long beautiful legs and big gray eyes. To all this beauty, a completely nasty character is added: I am capricious and harmful, but if I am in love, then I give myself completely, without a trace. I live alone, which is actually quite satisfied ... I work in a large company.

Now I am sitting at my workplace. I'm wearing white underwear, a white blouse, tights, suede high-heeled shoes, and an even formal suit. In all appearance, I look more like a strict teacher ... but all this severity looks very depraved. Usually such teachers are undressed and punished in explicit films, and I go to work like that, to the envy of male colleagues who do not take their eyes off me, which I actually like.

Today is Friday, there are a lot of people around, but the atmosphere is quite friendly, since all the bosses left on Thursday in all directions.... 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

As soon as Julia realized that she woke up and opened her eyes, she had some strange, almost imperceptible and unconscious intuitive feeling that today she would have a very special day.

The scorching July sun evaporated any traces of moisture into the air. Except perhaps the sea, which it was unable to evaporate. Already early in the morning, as soon as the Earth turned to face the star, every stone, every tree began to heat up to a terrible temperature. Everyone wanted one thing - good rain.

After drinking a little cold cocktail of cream and caramel, throwing a light dress and sandals over her body, Julia decided that it was completely useless to continue hiding from the heat at home and, lightly slamming the gate of her site, went in the direction of her favorite bay. The trip to the place usually took her about twenty minutes, but today her special mood allowed her to fly to that place without noticing the time. She flew along the paved stone path downhill, increasingly smellin... continue reading

We continue our evening in bed, when we lie side by side, our breathing evens out, we calm down. I need to drink a glass of good wine, I sit on the edge of the bed and put on black stockings, but when I sit I put them on only on my feet, and then I get up, turn my back on you and slightly spread my legs and bending down, I begin to slowly pull and align these stockings on their legs, throwing playful glances at me. And your eyes see a beautiful picture of how the skin of the legs is hidden under the translucent dark fabric of the stockings, you see the smoothly shaved petals of my rose, the first ones are a little dark, the others are pale pink and gleaming from all these juices of love, the darkish star of the anus, to which wrinkles and yours run like rays. my friend, despite being tired, for a slight whining in the testicles, it begins to harden and bleed, I see all this and bring my ass closer to your face for a kiss, but you still kiss, but after the kiss, slap me on the ass and r... 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