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350 stories · Page 11After returning from work, I sat in my usual outfit - naked, on my bed and waited for the kettle to boil. It was warm outside, and I was in no hurry to heat the stove. There was a biathlon competition on TV, and I was so carried away that I didn’t hear a car pull up to the house and you got out and went into the house in a long fur coat and a scarf wrapped around your bouffant hair. I did not hear you enter, squeaking the door, and only when you said hello, I started up and quickly turned in your direction. I didn't expect anyone and I was scared. A girl was standing near the door, and I sat naked and could not move. Covering my genitals with my hands, I began to pull the veil over myself. At home, I didn’t wear clothes, and it just wasn’t around - it was in the closet. And here. When you took off your scarf, I recognized you and was confused. How it is, where - flashed through my head. “I’m sorry I didn’t warn you - I was passing by on business and so I decided to visit,” you said
Young girl. She wanted something special, something that she had not yet experienced, but would like to experience. True love did not come, but she was waiting for her so. Faith in love gradually subsided. And then one day the girl, having nothing to do and no one to talk to, went to the Internet chat and found her most wonderful, beautiful and charming there. A short conversation, a meeting scheduled for the evening ... He was the one she had dreamed of all her life. Young, sexy, tall, strong. She didn't want to miss him. Once she decided to completely charm him and proceeded to attacking actions. This requires not a little, but not a lot: a burning candle, a beautifully served dinner, a wide bed with soft feather pillows, romantic music and, of course, the most charming girl on earth, wearing a red silk peignoir that flows by candlelight. The peignoir is sexually short and opens the legs of the hostess - smooth, seductive. - It is not necessary to do something special on the head
- Good evening! Are you Vlad? - Good evening! Exactly, in person. You are ready? Then let's go, it's not far from here. - Okay, but let's just switch to "you". This dialogue took place at a bus stop already in a twilight city. I found your ad in which you were looking for a professional photographer for erotic photography. Of course, I have never been a professional, even an amateur was only in my own imagination, but ... This very imagination worked very well for me, so I immediately imagined what kind of process it would be. And he couldn't stop. I borrowed equipment from a photographer friend: a camera, lenses, lamps, filters, reflectors, a tripod, some decorations. In a nutshell, he explained to me how to use it all and talked about the principles of artistic photography in general. Armed with all this, I was sure that I would not get into trouble. And today, my apartment has been turned into a photo studio, and I meet you here at the bus stop. We go into the apartment, I h
Part 1. - Oh, it's a wonderful weekend morning. What can be good in it? There are two days ahead and they can be spent together. With these thoughts, I woke up. The sleep just "shown" for me was already enough for me to surrender to you right here and now. This is a fairly rare case in the morning, but even because of it, I did not want to wake you up. You were lying next to me, deep sleep still possessed you. I took my hand out from under the covers and ran it through your hair. You're always so shaggy in the morning. I hugged you and froze. Perhaps, sensing my closeness, you hugged me. Just a few minutes in your arms gave me so much pleasure. I kissed you, your lips very weakly responded to my initiative. It was light outside the window. There was still plenty of time to sleep. My eyes were gradually closing, I was also overcome by sleep... Part 2. The light music of the speaker, which served us as an alarm clock, began to be realized by me. "Well, it's time to get up," I t
A drop of rain that fell on my cheek was immediately licked off by your hot tongue. For a second, our eyes met, and everything contained inside burst out in a beautiful fountain. Huge life baggage behind does not prevent us from looking forward to meeting every rare time. On this day, we agreed to meet on the banks of the river that flows through our town. Sitting on a yellow carpet of leaves, we looked at the water, imagining that we were on a sea beach. People were walking by. We drank dry red wine, looking into your beautiful eyes, almost not listening to your sweet chatter, I felt absolutely happy. And this drop blew us up, your lips dug into mine, impatient hands are already caressing my chest. The nipples immediately filled up, between the legs it became hot and humid. The rain, looking at us, started to fall stronger, and you, jealous of him, are trying to lick every drop from my already completely naked body. An extraordinary feeling when, after the cold touch of rain, your
1. Meeting on the river Standing over the flowing waters of Vetluzhanka, crouching low to the surface of the river, Oksana carefully washed her elastically raised breasts. Standing in the bushes, Timothy looked greedily at her protruding buttocks with cloven buttocks, and thirsted for her to the point of pain in the groin. She had recently married, so her body still retained its former girlish slenderness and elasticity of forms, but it was already feminine, convex and unusually alluring. He sometimes noticed that no, no, she would casually turn around at him, or, passing him, blushing in embarrassment, timidly greet him ... If they met without witnesses, and there were no strangers nearby, he tried to imperceptibly pinch her on the tight breasts, or frankly feel her feminine large ass. At the same time, she only blushed embarrassedly, and just as imperceptibly slapped him on an indiscreet hand, she swiftly slipped past him. And, behold, fate brought them together on this deser
I think that in the life of every man there have been situations when thoughts and attention, clearly collected and concentrated on one seemingly important subject, shatter into dust at the sight of a beautiful woman who makes you change the course of thoughts and even actions. Suddenly, in an instant, the world turns upside down and spins in a completely different direction. I will talk about what happened to me on my first trip to Paris. I, frankly, am an ambitious young man, not only dreaming, but also striving to make a career. Work in an economic journal, although it was profitable and even sometimes interesting, did not give me the opportunity to fly my imagination, to use my abilities, but it was well paid and it suited me. The editor-in-chief was pleased with me and I went to the presentation in Paris, and not one of the senior and experienced employees. "You'll love the city and the Parisians will drive you crazy," he told me as he left. Did I think about the girls, such a
When a girl has two boyfriends and she can’t stop at one, it’s so crazy when she can’t choose who to go on a date with ... because there are only seven days in a week, which means someone will get fewer evenings ... especially when they don't know about each other and they're both so hot and jealous... Playing innocent and remembering all the time what kind of perfume everyone loves... when they have sex in such different ways... when every night you only have time to pop home and fall asleep... when the excitement does not have time to pass and be in this state all the time... when one proudly leads to a new club... and you already know where you can hide and pull him there... when he he is amazed how I can find such places everywhere ... and after all, last week I hugged another here ... only then I knelt in front of him and sucked for the first time in the evening, and today I am laid out here on the table, protruding his ass pervertedly, and the only similarity is that this is also
How I love to change in front of my beloved... showing new outfits how they look on me, how the figure is beautifully emphasized by lace panties and bra... and how do you feel when I undress and change like this, seeing my look at you? You can calmly watch how such a charming girl undresses in front of you every five minutes and looks so slyly into her eyes, in which there is both brilliance, and interest, and desire at once ... what do you immediately want to do with such a baby when I am almost naked, defenseless and so sexy ... and so I twist my ass, and bend my back, and walk on the carpet of the bedroom as if on a catwalk in front of you ... Of course, you won’t be able to stand it and you will come up behind me and snuggle like a man without sentimentality tightly and strongly ... to feel me completely all ... so it will be difficult for me to move and even breathe ... And gently kissing the neck and shoulder, whisper hotly in your ear about how beautiful and sexy I am, bab
You finally arrived in my city, we phoned, met in a cafe, where we sat, drank coffee, chatted, and then I agreed to come to visit you in the hotel room. We both want an unforgettable meeting, satisfaction of our desires and completely drink each other. Even on the way, unable to withstand this torture of waiting, your lips begin to look for mine, your hands want to caress, squeeze my body, your penis has already acquired wooden hardness in trousers. Finally we are in your room. Without delay, you cling to my coral lips, feeling their wonderful softness and liveliness. My perky wet tongue unclenches your lips and adds dizziness to the kiss. Your hands have long since descended from my shoulders and are wandering over my amazing body, feeling and exploring it through my clothes. With one hand you stroke my back, from time to time playfully sliding down and squeezing my delicious, elastic ass with your palms. The other hand impatiently, confused, unbuttons the buttons of my blouse, then
When you came, of course, I didn’t even think about getting ready. My guilty, smiling look in response to your reproachfully smiling, immediately dispelled your attempt to get angry. "We won't be late..." You thought, shuddering slightly from a desire waking up somewhere in the depths, smiled after me without reproach - I flew off into the next room to get dressed - and went to make coffee. As you wandered through your fantasies, the coffee ran off, filling the kitchen and then the apartment with a very sharp and slightly bitter smell. "Today will be an interesting evening, interesting" - you thought, carrying a tray with a couple of cups and sweets, and smiled. In front of the door, he tried, as far as possible, to wipe the smile from his face, which was already clearly acquiring a tinge of lust, and entered the room with an incomprehensible expression on his face. And then he stopped. I didn't shut the bedroom door tightly, apparently forgot ("However..." - a thought flashed throug
I have long wanted to drag him into bed and today I had such an opportunity. He, as usual, did not notice me and looked away casually. My legs have been sore all day, I want it and I'll get it. I made up my mind and walked over to him. - Hi, how are you? - Fine. - What are you doing? - Yes, nothing special, but what? - Do you want to ride in my new car? - Is it true? Of course I do, but when? - Right now! We sat in a fresh interior, that's what you can call this feeling of a new car. We rode around the city for about an hour, it was very hot and thirsty. When the water ran out, we decided to swim somewhere. I turned into a back alley, another twenty minutes we drove through the city and were silent. I turned off the city road, and we are already on a free track. The most ordinary thought came to my mind, to try what my new off-road baby is good for. It was amazing, 190-200 km/h. He also enjoyed it, it was evident in the real smiling face. I think that it was after suc
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
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.
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
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
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
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
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
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