What do I want to do with you? I'll treat you to champagne and invite you to dance, slowly undress you, and dress you in my arms. I need to feel you as my prey, my toy, the embodiment of my most forbidden, depraved, and lewd fantasies... Even if only for a little while! Even if only for a few hours! Naked, you'll stand by the window, bend forward slightly, resting your chest on the sill, spread your legs, and I'll lick you from below like a goddess. Then I'll rise, stand behind you, and enter your temple of love and femininity, so that your eyes will fill with the blue light shining outside. What do I want to do with you? Let me play with you and your nakedness, your pliability, your tenderness... Put you on your knees, or squat you, dip my fingers into your hair, and then touch your face, forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, cheeks, lips with my lingam... Caress them. And then enter your wet mouth. Give me an oral rhapsody! Adagio and andante, allegro and fortissimo... W... continue reading

The glass doors of the PharmaCorp clinic slid open with a soft hiss, ushering Jane into sterile, icy-cold air. It smelled of antiseptic and money. The latter was especially appealing. It was this smell, or rather the lack thereof in her own life, that had drawn the twenty-year-old student here. The reception area was decorated in calm, neutral tones—gray sofas, blue accent walls covered with abstract paintings, presumably intended to be calming. But Jane couldn't relax. Her fingers fiddled nervously with the strap of her old backpack, filled with notes from an introductory sociology course. "Jane Doe?" a woman in a white coat rose from behind the counter, her smile as flawless and lifeless as the interior. "My name is Linda. Come with me, Dr. Murdoch is waiting for you." Jane nodded, feeling her legs buckle. She followed Linda down the long hallway, their footsteps echoing dully on the glossy linoleum. The office doors were closed, their nameplates bearing incomp... continue reading

The end of 2224 was unusually rainy and gloomy. Outside the window of my home office, located on the hundredth floor of a skyscraper, gray streams tirelessly drenched the neon-lit night city. The streams of water blurred the lights of flying cars lining up in endless glowing lines, transforming the futuristic landscape into a melancholic watercolor masterpiece. I moved away from the massive holographic screen displaying the complex molecular diagrams of my secret project and stretched, feeling the stiff muscles in my back and neck protest the hours of sitting motionless. My back creaked, an eloquent reminder of long years spent in a static position, researching and experimenting. I removed my thick-lensed glasses and carefully wiped them with a special cloth. Without them, the world instantly blurred into a shapeless blur, where light bizarrely merged with darkness, depriving me of the ability to discern not only details but the very essence of the objects around me. A congenital an... continue reading

Moscow in October smelled of wet asphalt and the smoke from the chestnuts roasted by the babushkas outside the metro. Anna walked along Tverskaya Street, her heels clicking on the tiles like a metronome counting down to the next casting. Her long black hair, pulled back into a loose ponytail, swayed in the wind, and her ivory coat accentuated her figure—the kind that made men turn their heads and women purse their lips ever so slightly. She was twenty-five, and she still believed that beauty wasn't a curse, but simply a fact, like rain or snow. At the agency, they called her a "gentle muse," but Anna knew that tenderness was a mask concealing the weariness of endless "turn around, smile, look just below the shoulder." At home, in their small apartment, whose windows overlooked a narrow courtyard dotted with stunted linden trees, Valera was waiting. He was ten years older, a manager at Sberbank, with a neat beard and eyes that always held a lurking smile—not ironi... continue reading

“Come into the office,” the doctor said.

She was wearing a fairly short white robe. She was a woman of about 35, quite pretty and slender.

- Today I have an intern instead of a nurse, so I will explain everything to her what we will do and she will help me with the examination. So you need a certificate from the dispensary, right?

“Yes,” I answered.

- Any complaints? – she asked, crossing her legs.

- No, I think.

- Okay, we'll check everything.

At that moment, a girl intern came in.

“Take off your T-shirt, let’s start the examination,” the doctor said.

I took off my T-shirt and approached the doctor. The intern girl also came up and sat down next to the doctor. The doctor started listening to my lungs.

“Breathing is smooth, clean, write,” the doctor told the intern, “so turn your back.”

She listened to something from behind.

- Okay, take off your pants.

To be honest, I was not ready to undress like that. I thought the medical examination would be standard a... continue reading

Just a day. Two people just met in a city without people. In a city that lived only for this. For this meeting of two people, with different characters and complex relationships. That is why the city, for a time, got rid of its people. So that there is no explosion. To make the environment as comfortable as possible for the two of them.

Why are the two looking for this meeting? Each of them has their own motives. In some ways they are similar, in others they are radically different. Different perceptions, but the goal is to give your warmth, affection, tenderness. And it all started out ordinary and banal. Lots of kisses, because these are your favorite lips. Strong hugs, because this is a dear soul.

Only at some point something turned off inside. And the city moved away and did not interfere. He just disappeared. Everything disappeared, sounds, smells, desires. Leaving the essence. Passionate, animalistic, instinctive essence. The barriers were erased, revealing bodies and soul... continue reading

I came across this ad by accident. I was scrolling through the feed, suffering about life, in general, ordinary boring everyday life. I don’t know what interested me, but I decided to call. A man with a pleasant voice answered the phone. “Yes, we still need a model... we’ll provide the form... tomorrow at 17:30.”

Well, at least something new and unusual.

At 17:25 I was already at the appointed place. I was met and taken to the studio. There were few people, and even those were already leaving. As Sergey explained (that’s how you introduced yourself), the working day is ending, everyone will leave soon. But for some reason it didn’t scare me, but rather amused me. I flirted, joked, laughed and showed in every possible way how much fun I had. You liked it too.

He gave me a uniform and I went to change. Something completely blew my mind and I didn’t wear a bra under my uniform, and what was around my hips could hardly be called panties, they covered almost nothing, and I like it.... continue reading

Before I met him, I had quite a few sexual partners, but the variety was rather not in the sexual act itself, but in the place where it took place. It was in the attic, in the car, on the hood of a car, on the beach, in a hotel, in a bar, on a pool table, in a bathhouse, etc. However, everything was pretty boring. Petting, however, there was one time when the labia and clitoris grew unrealistically, no worse than from the pump. And ordinary fucking, no matter what positions and places we chose, I didn’t have an orgasm, it was just pleasant and nothing more. One partner even told me that all I needed was a big dick to satisfy me. Well, whoever had a small one tried to shove it in my ass and get more pleasure, but I didn’t get it.

There was a case when two guys fucked me in the mouth and vagina, it was an interesting experience, a stimulating effect, but nothing more. And when I met him, he taught me how to enjoy sex and I began to realize that I knew nothing about it. Obtain inform... continue reading

Today she decided to be a sassy bitch. Therefore, when an intelligent man of about 50 approached her at the checkout counter in a store, she said to him:

- You pressed yourself so closely to me. It excites me. She looked at him with her wild gaze. Turned away.

And then she left.

I wish I knew what was hidden under his decent appearance. I would never say that. But what the hell isn't it?

The man followed her. Despite his age, he was full of energy and strength. And especially - lust.

How she hooked him! He's not used to bitches talking to him like that.

And she was good. Her mouth was just begging to be penetrated. Plump lips were simply made for sucking. Large soft thighs. And the ass. What an ass she had! Just every man's dream.

She turned into the arch under the new building. How stupid she was to choose this path. Or is this on purpose?

He walked behind and a plan was brewing in him on how to fuck off this impudent bitch. He knew this area well. Once with Vitko they... continue reading

Yulia spread a blanket in the shade of the trees, about 30 meters from the river. She always preferred to sit out the midday heat in the shade of trees, and go out to sunbathe in the late afternoon. Despite such neatness, her tan was almost bronze.

Julia straightened her swimsuit, and after letting the boys go swimming, she lay down with a book on the blanket. Julia managed to read several pages before she felt that she was not alone. Taking the book away from her face, she looked. Three young men stood right in front of her. The face of one was vaguely familiar - it seems like the day before yesterday he fucked her in a car in the store parking lot. She had also seen the other two in the village before, but she did not personally know either of them.

- Are you sunbathing? – asked the one whose face she was more familiar with.

- Yes, I’m sunbathing, but what? – she answered with some challenge.

“No, nothing,” he was somewhat taken aback, “I just thought, why not spend time more... continue reading

Katya was in a rather playful mood and I immediately realized that sex was inevitable. She was dressed in a short black dress and simple sandals; walking in heels and tights in such heat would not be entirely correct. For some reason, I was completely sure that she was not wearing panties; it was obvious that Katya was not wearing a bra. She brought wine with her and immediately handed it to me from the doorway. This is not like her, Katya is usually cold towards alcohol, but here she offers to drink a little.

We sat down in a large room, I found a couple of chocolates to go with the wine, I didn’t have any glasses and they were successfully replaced by two tea mugs. It was a little strange for me to look at the tipsy Katya in a beautiful dress; I myself was dressed at home and, believe me, I didn’t look attractive at all, even for her.

When the wine ran out and I got up to take the empty bottle to the trash, Katya stopped me and asked me to leave it and immediately pressed her lip... continue reading

** how many pairs?

** oh, where did you go?

Messages from Artyom poured in one after another. He, like that girl, constantly wants to communicate and loses his temper when Anya doesn’t answer him. But now she has a good reason - she is taking the exam. The girl repeatedly told her Artem about this, but he, like all men, ignores such information, and now he suffers and constantly looks at the phone screen waiting for a message.

Finally, the phone rang and Anya, in a joyful voice, told her boyfriend that she had passed the exam with a solid A and this should be celebrated. Of course, she reminded the persistent Artem that she warned that she would be busy until lunch.

They agreed to meet at the dean's office and immediately go to celebrate such an event; strength does not come up every day.

The couple dropped into the store, bought wine and fruit and went to her house. Today the last neighbor in the apartment went home for the holidays and the premises are completely at the disp... continue reading

You're on a crowded bus out of town (for example, a friend called you to the dacha), the ride takes about 40 minutes, you squeeze into the back deck of the bus, and a whole crowd of people comes in behind you, a crush, you stand at the window, looking at the road running away from the bus, day It turned out to be very hot, you were wearing a very short, loose skirt and thin thong panties.

At every stop, a breeze flies into the bus through the open doors, which pleasantly caresses your legs and your butt, which is almost not covered by panties... suddenly you feel that something is resting on your ass, and after a while you already quite clearly understand what is in your ass someone’s very excited penis rests against you, at first you wanted to be indignant, but a little later you realized that it was very pleasant for you to feel someone’s penis with your buttocks, it’s nice to know that they want you, and this elastic mound rubs so pleasantly against your ass, you yourself could no... continue reading

And again she buried herself in work, forgetting about everything in the world. Suddenly the bell finally rang. She perked up, and for some reason her heart sank to her feet. Yes, it was him. She took the phone and rushed from her place down the corridor.

Everyone in the office immediately knew who was on the line.

She quickly walked down the corridor to gain privacy for conversation. But it was impossible to wait, what if he quits now? And why did that bother her? Here the girls were discussing such intimate things on the phone in full voice, right in the hallway and even in the office, why should she be embarrassed? Still, she picked up the phone and said quietly:

- Hello.

- Why aren’t you picking up the phone?! — an angry voice was heard at the other end.

“I worked,” she justified herself.

- You must pick up the phone immediately when I call, understand? Otherwise it will be bad for you! Do you understand?

“I see,” she answered, frightened.

- This will happen again,... continue reading

In this story I want to share my thoughts about what types of girls I really like, today I wrote only about one type of girl - the “Flower” type, but soon I will write more.

The “Flower” type is, first of all, sexy and slender, cute and thin, girls without bright shapes and appetizing busts, thin and fragile stems, fragrant meadow flowers...

I am very attracted to these types of girls; they, just like other girls, arouse in me attraction and sexual desires towards themselves. But in this case, the main distinguishing feature of my emotions and desires in relation to them is not just sex, but rather a comprehensive, long foreplay before the main action of completing the satisfaction of the flesh and receiving pleasure.

The initial foreplay with long and tender kisses, hugs and gentle caresses lasts exactly until the girl tells me with her body, eyes or her sweet lips that she is ready to give me the keys to entering her world of love and tenderness. After inserting my key, I begin... continue reading

Have you ever heard of a place called New Orleans? It's a magical city where the fun never seems to stop, and for jazz lovers it's a paradise.

Emily, who had recently moved here from the big city, enjoyed the atmosphere of Orleans. After ten years in a noisy, gloomy, even sometimes evil New York, here Em (as her friends called her) found peace. Today was a warm day and the only thing to do was meet the movers and finally furnish my apartment with furniture.

The decision to move was sudden, but the location was not accidental. She traveled to this city a couple of times for work and it simply captivated her.

Many will say that Emily was running away from problems, but this is not so; before leaving, she completed all the important things and turned the page of this life.

On the day of her arrival in New Orleans, Em's friends threw a party and a new life began with the sounds of jazz and an ocean of positivity.

Two months have already passed since the move. During this time, Em... continue reading

The darkness thickened around, and the car, as if pushing away the darkness, pushed forward towards the huge starry sky, which seemed to recede further and further. I shuddered behind the wheel. Never before has the road from the city to my village been so dark and long. Maybe because there is no moon. New moon? I don't know, I don't keep track of lunar phases. Suddenly, I don’t even remember at what moment, the area around me became terribly unfamiliar.

Now the car should be surrounded by gardens and fields, but now, all around, as far as the eye could see, the steppe, as flat as a table, spread out. I even slowed down. I drove slowly for about a kilometer, peering into the distance beyond the spot of light left by the car's headlights. The road suddenly became strangely smooth: no holes, no potholes... markings appeared, something we never had before!

I admit, the appearance of the dividing strip: continuous and smooth as an arrow shocked me. I squeezed the clutch and pressed the... continue reading

He. She. Theater. Jazz is playing. That evening they decided to go out into the city to have a cultural time. There was a young man on stage playing the saxophone. Looking for a place to sit, she saw an empty balcony upstairs. And now they are already climbing there. But it happens very slowly, they stop at every step, turn around, play... They simply enjoy the moment. It was quite dark on the balcony, with only the light from the stage illuminating the area where they decided to sit. She was passionate about music, and he was passionate about her.

He looked without taking his eyes off, as if he was seeing her for the first time in his life. Not far from where they were sitting there was an old door that apparently had not been used for a long time. Enjoying the wonderful music and the charm of sitting next to each other, he was no longer able to control himself. His hands began to quietly stroke her beautiful body, starting from her hands and ending with her waist. That evening she... continue reading

She appeared above the water in a sparkling golden halo, twisting her wet hair into a short spiral. She moved quickly to the edge of the pool, squinted in the sun and shone. A gentle tan spread over her body, wrapping it in something resembling a bathing suit transparent, like thin slime. The woman shook her head and stepped onto the ledge, gracefully lifting her sculpted leg. Olga swallowed and got up from her chair. She continued to watch the beautiful bather from under the orange mesh canopy, but still shivering from the heat. Elsa - that was the name of the woman - winked at her, passing by: a barely perceptible wave of fresh moisture reached Olga, trailing behind her like a train.

The girl replied with a faint smile. The feeling of coolness was so fleeting that it was only annoying, so she dumped a glass of cold water on her head and shrugged her slightly plump toasty shoulders. Then she put on her slippers and trotted along the circular path, from which Eliza's wet footprints h... continue reading

Today is Friday - do you know what I mean? We'll have dinner tonight.

Of course, we have to do this on other days as well, but Friday is a special night. I don’t remember when or how it started, but just thinking about tonight with you makes my back arch, and I try to snuggle tightly against the chair at my desk so that my panties squeeze me as tightly as possible down there. I arch my lower back and press my pubis against the edge of the chair. No one will suspect anything: everyone is buried in the screens, absorbed in their numbers, and it will never even occur to anyone that a woman is sitting in front of them, rubbing her pubis against a chair, imperceptibly squeezing her breasts, and if possible, pinching, hiding behind the monitor, papillae .. Or maybe my fools see everything, but out of delicacy they pretend to be completely ignorant? Once one of them admitted that during her husband's business trip, which seems to last six months, she masturbated several times in the evening... continue reading