In a room full of scrawny, pimple-faced teenagers, there was one who stood out of the crowd. Her name was Alyssa and like her classmates, she was just eighteen. Whilst the youth behind her eyes was undeniable, so was the fact that she had been blessed with a body that was all woman. From her large, motherly breasts to the wide hips that curved into the big butt which sat atop her long, slender legs. Her skin was flawless. Not a freckle or imperfection in sight. It was smooth and tanned. It looked like honey and I longed to drag my tongue across it. Her hair was dirty blonde and wavy. Long enough to spill over her shoulders but not enough to cover her chest. The craziest part about Alyssa's stunning figure was how quickly it developed out of nowhere. See, I had been working with her for a couple of years, back when she was just like any other awkward kid. I had developed a track record of helping mischievous and underachieving students pass their classes and get on the right track.
Things between my boyfriend and I have been getting so good lately. He's been way more sexual with me, and initiating with me. The sex has been really good. Yesterday we were texting and things got really sexual. We were sexting a little bit and at one point I thought it would be fun to send him a naughty picture of me in the shower. Right after I sent it though he started replying really slowly. I knew he was hanging out with his friend so I figured they were doing something. I later found out that his friend saw the picture. He was sitting right next to my boyfriend when he opened it. He saw me completely naked. My boyfriend hid his phone right away, but his friend still saw me. Then it turns out he teased my bf about it, and actually got my bf to show him the picture again. He actually gave him the phone. So this whole time I was waiting for him to answer me, his friend was looking at my naked body. When he told me about it later I felt really violated and humiliated. But then I
Years ago, I got my first corporate job as an intern at a big insurance company. It wasn't anything special pretty much all paper work and boring time at my desk. The pay wasn't half bad, but I was eager to leave soon. A little about me, when I was 20 years old I was a whole lot perkier. Smaller waist and ass, but my breast never got the memo. I was a little too busty to hide, particularly in working clothes. I was fairly careful, but at some point I was tired of wearing the same old boring outfits. Also, I was pretty upset with the fact that body types would dictate what is or isn't allowed at work. Like the rules were a whole lot different for flat chested woman 😅 I knew I was handing in my resignation by the end of the week, so I would get a little wilder for my last few days. Unfortunately, I never got there... I came in on Monday with a white top, a little black skirt and purple heels. It was the first time I showed my stomach at work, but it felt fairly appropriate. The day w
Friendly advice: it is best to read this story alone and to good slow music, giving free rein to your imagination. Also, enable full screen mode on your browser. They entered a small but very comfortable one-room apartment. She immediately threw her purse on the floor and wearily sank down on the large double bed covered with a pink silky bedspread that matched the color of the walls. And he loudly fiddling with a bunch of keys in his hand went to the kitchen. From there, after a while, he was heard: “What are you going to do? Tea, coffee? Cocoa, unfortunately, is not here, but I think there is sugar. Or is it not sugar? ..." Meanwhile, she sat cross-legged and with She gazed at the tiny room with interest. In addition to a chic bed in the middle, there was a table, a couple of chairs, a wardrobe and a heavy antique dressing table with a huge mirror. There was a thick fleecy carpet on the floor, and a night-light with a pink lampshade hid in the corner. The windows were hung with lig
However, that wasn’t the last time the two of us fooled around. The next morning, we disentangled ourselves, showered up, and had breakfast together. She made some apple pancakes that were only marginally less mind-blowing than the sex. As we cuddled on the couch clutching mugs of coffee, I broached the question that I had been afraid to ask all morning. “So… what’s next? What are we now?” She lifted her head from my shoulder and looked at me quizzically. “What do you mean?” “I mean,” I felt my face growing red from embarrassment. “We… I guess…. we had sex… are we still friends?” She laughed, shaking her head slightly. “Do you still want to be friends?” “I mean, yeah, of course,” I replied, not sure how to interpret the question. “Okay, cool. Me too,” she replied pertly, and then her expression softened. “Listen, Greg, I think you’re great. Seriously. Last night was awesome, and I wouldn’t say no to seconds, but… I don’t think it’s a good idea for us to be anything more than fr
Yesterday I met a beautiful girl and we had the most amazing sex. We met on Bumble and went out to dinner, then back to her place for a movie. Curled up on her couch watching it and all the while had been cuddling, but getting a little frisky too. The phone rang so I got up to let her up and was laying on my back while she was talking. I didn't even bother trying to hide the raging boner I had. On top of the heavy petting, she was wearing this cute little pink low-cut skirt that was so hot. I repositioned my cock and she came over and just plucked it out and starting playing with it while on the phone with her friend. She did the 'be quiet' gesture. I was kind of in shock ngl, but it was so hot. I started playing with her tight perky ass as she stood over me. As soon as she hung up the phone, she just took off her clothes and draped herself over me and we started making out. I tugged my pants off with my feet and turned her over and we started slowly with missionary for a minute, but
It is strange to write about what happened to me, it seems, quite recently. Two years ago I was a man. More precisely, I was a woman, but in a male body. And finally, something happened that I sought for a very long time and very persistently. I did the surgery!!! Now I have a beautiful vagina, elastic breasts, a round protruding ass! What a thrill!!! As soon as the rehabilitation period passed (and it flew by unnoticed in preparations for the first real sex), I ran into a problem ... where, how, with whom? The answer came by chance, in the face of my neighbor. She knew everything about me - somehow I, dressed in a "fucking" dress, in stockings and with a cool make-up, ran into her on the street. It was night, and I was walking in the hope of "taking off" when at the bus stop, where I was sitting cross-legged, Katya came up to me and shot a cigarette. I treated her, and then she recognized me. We went to my place, drank, talked. I told her everything, and somehow she immediat
One of my friends threw a girls night on Saturday because her husband was out of town with her kid. There were 15 or so of us moms mostly between 30-40 years old. I’m one of the only Moms who doesn’t drink and the others were busy with tequila shots. While everyone was drinking I received a text from my husband and I opened it not knowing it was a naughty picture. Let’s just say the picture was from his chest down and he was getting out of the shower and using his hard cock as a towel rack. I quickly covered my phone as I tried to reply without letting anyone seeing the picture. One of the more outspoken moms noticed me and yelled “no secrets” and snatched my phone from me. She screamed and yelled something in Spanish and started showing the other moms the picture of my husbands hard cock holding up his towel from his shower. I was embarrassed and told her to give the phone back but admit it was exciting to have all of the moms in the neighborhood looking at a photo of my man’s
He just doesn't really seem to grasp that he can have me anytime, anywhere. After our last sexual encounter where he fucked me in a park, I thought maybe he got it. But he still thinks I'm like this innocent, vanilla girlfriend. We talked about it, and he told me I didn't need to try and act sexy for him. He said he liked me just the way I was and I didn't need to act like that. Needless to say I was very frustrated. I decided to try and show him again what I'm really like when we went shopping yesterday. He had to try on some clothes. When we got into the changing room I started kissing him. He tried to laugh me off at first like I was being silly so I grabbed his dick. I got on my knees and started blowing him. He kept whispering to me that I didnt have to act like this. So I pushed him onto the bench and got in his lap. I told him I know I didn't have to, but I really want to. I pulled my skirt up to show him I wasnt wearing panties and then I started riding him. We both stru
For some reason, it became terribly funny when, in a large woman who got out of a car I did not know, I recognized my mother's girlfriend - Tamara Lvovna, a neighbor on the porch from the fifth floor. - Has the beauty come to get laid? – sarcastically flashed through my head. - What about the husband? Doesn't satisfy? Decided to scratch your manda about a stump in nature? I heard in the morning at the entrance, how I hung noodles on my husband’s ears, that you were going to a lonely girlfriend who had a bad cold and could even stay until the morning, depending on her condition. - A decent woman came out on the panel? He smiled wickedly and looked hopefully at the camera. - How lucky I decided to go for mushrooms and take pictures of birds in the forest! And you can only dream of pictures of such a swallow with a “lonely girlfriend” in nature! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. Aunt Tamara, Uncle Vitin's wife, got out of a car parked in a small cl
I first met Bailey when I was still in high school. She came to my mid-sized rural town to go to college and ended up in the same party circles as me (we both associated with a motley assortment of skaters, punks, metalheads, and other degenerates). We hit it right off and she quickly became one of my closest friends. Bailey was a very attractive hipster girl, almost 6" tall and slightly lanky, with small, perky breasts. She kept her black hair short in a pixie cut, and had small ear gauges, a nose ring, and several tattoos. After school, I went to work in a union apprenticeship while Bailey finished college and eventually moved a couple of hours away to the big city. The night in question here happened on my first visit to see her. On a Friday, I took the train to the city, and Bailey met me at the station. She spent most of that day taking me around the city and showing me the sights, including her apartment and the greenhouse she worked in. Her degree was in photography, but she
First of all, this isn't a flex about getting into a fight and winning. [Narrator: it is] Up until two weeks ago, I had never been in a fight as an adult male. I wouldn't have been in THIS fight if the asshole hadn't cold-cocked me. Also, I probably wouldn't have won if the dude wasn't half drunk. So please, no /r/iamverybadass jokes. I am not a badass by any stretch of the imagination. So a couple of Fridays back, my lovely wife and I went to a bar for drinks with a friend from her office and her (asshole) boyfriend. Now ex-boyfriend, by the way. I took an instant dislike to the dude. He was loud, opinionated in all the wrong ways (i.e. opposite of *my* opinions), treated his girlfriend like crap (made a lame joke about how one of her boobs was noticeably smaller than the other, was dismissive of her opinions, etc.). And he drank a LOT. Like it was a work/social type of thing, where my wife was trying to add a nice lady from her department into our circle of friends.
If you've been keeping up with my stories, one of my first one was about a classmate who impressed me with his ever-growing penis. As a reward, he got to see my decent size titties in the smallest triangle bikini. When our semester ended, we went out partying. It didn't take long before things got hot and out of hand. I was wearing a little white tank top with a black skirt that wrapped around my curves nicely. I could feel him up against my ass getting hard and bothered. We sneakily moved to the bathroom when one of the songs ended. Now you guys know how dirty a bar's restroom can get, this wasn't the worst one I'd been, but it wasn't great. We locked ourselves in this tiny little stall and right as I turned around his pants were on the ground. We started to kiss as I very easily grabbed his cock. Let me explain a little further that part, I could see all 8 of my fingers and I hadn't touch the tip, but it felt crazy thin. He unhooked my bra quickly and peeled my panties off to the
My bottom really wants to share her emotions, but is afraid to tell or discuss it with anyone she knows. Therefore, sometimes she writes essays about her emotions and impressions, an analogue of a diary. Offer to lay out publicly - accepted with joy. ... If I were a pet... hmm... who would I be...?!) I don’t think of myself as a dog, small mutts, always jogging on thin paws and bouncing off the ground, like a ping-pong ball))) is clearly not mine! This is where grace is needed. Rather, I'm a cat wearing a leash for entourage, not for the physical control of my brain and emotions. Of the decorations, a collar, subtly hinting at the nature of the cat. And so, what do I feel at the same time ... I close my eyes ... Let's play a game, funny, easy. I am writing spontaneously, plunging with every word into that state when my body is covered with black fur, like a small panther, slowly moving around the rooms. I have a Master, he also plays this funny game with me. What a beauti
This happened a couple months ago. My friend Hailey and I have known each other for 20 years. We have always been extremely close. People always thought we were dating in high school and college because of how close we were. The reality was we've never done anything. She is insanely hot. 5'6", about 130 lbs, blonde with D cups and a smaller but nice ass and great legs. I always thought she was hot but I knew I never had a chance so my mind never let me get true feelings for her. We were platonic and I was very fine with it. Anyway, she had won a contest through work and received a free week long cruise for her and a guest. 7 days through the Caribbean, balcony room, all inclusive food and drinks/booze. She was planning on going with her boyfriend but they broke up about a month before the trip. She asked if I wanted to go and I obviously agreed. The first 2 days were normal, we had a blast hanging out and doing things on the ship. The 3rd day was a travel day so we were lounging by
I occasionally visit Asian massage parlours in my area. The massage is great but there is always an added edge when visiting a new place to see what 'extras' are offered. My last regular place, now sadly closed down, was very close to my old house. I was single when this happened so would visit every couple of weeks. I built up a good connection with a girl working there called Miko. Across my first few visits the happy ending progressed to her being nude through the massage, to allowing touching (including fingering). She never finished, with things always wrapping up when I came. This was fine - I was under no illusions it was anything other than an easy source of cash for her. Miko's body was **tight**. Her pussy was always shaved and her tiny tits were in perfect proportion to the rest of her frame. She was cute on her own merits but, compared to the other girl who gave massages and services (the buck-toothed owner, worthy of her own story another day), she was stunning. I calle
Alexander went into the lobby of the hotel. He had already booked a room in advance and filled out a special questionnaire. There were two reception desks. On one of them was a schematic drawing of a man in a collar kneeling, it was lower than the second stand. Behind the counter was a charming girl. It seems she noticed Alexander first and smiled at him. “Hello,” Alexander said and handed over the documents. - Welcome. The girl accepted the documents and began to look at something on her computer. Then, interrupting, she raised her eyes to Alexander and said: “If you want, you can kneel. Alexander only now understood why there was such a soft carpet near this drain. - Thank you, I'll wait. Having finished verifying the data, the girl took out a plastic card. - This is your key. Then, with a click, she pulled out a small part, about the size of a fingernail. - And this can be inserted into the collar. The door will open automatically after a couple of seconds as y
I am a straight up nerd. I lived in my books most of my college years. I have learned from multiple lonely trips to the library that the traditional nerd look is quite unattractive to most men. However, change up your baggy jeans for a little plaid skirt, open up your blouse and turn your bun in a ponytail and somehow, you are everyone's fantasy😏. You can even keep your glasses, but be aware that they are a cum magnet 😅. The very first time I used my superpower was on a Sunday evening, my classmate and I met up for an incredibly long project. We had been working on it for weeks. He had been a real sweetheart the entire time even if I was really demanding. We finally finished up and we were both exhausted. I got a good look around and at his cute face before sneaking in the bathroom. I came out in my panties, my shirt unbuttoned and kneeled in front of him. I stay silent the entire time, dropping his pants while maintaining eye contact. His dick popped out and I went to work. My t
My name is Ira. I work as an accountant in a small firm. By my 40s, I look quite attractive. I have an average height of 171 cm, and the figure is a bit plump - I weigh 79 kg. Men have always liked my chest size 3, and slightly curvy hips. I have dark brown hair, just below my shoulders, and gray eyes. This incident happened to me a year ago. Our area is bad. Often hooligans attacked passers-by, it happened that noisy companies drank under the windows all night long, once a car was even burned in our yard. But I didn't expect this to happen to me... I was wearing a black button-down coat, jeans, black zip-up boots, and a beige sweater. It was early spring and there was still snow in places. I was returning home from work. It was already dark, and I could hardly see the road in the light of rare lanterns. She walked tired, immersed in her thoughts and almost did not pay attention to the things and people around me. Everything was as always. As usual, companies sat on benches, no
She's hot and young (probably mid 20's) and has to know that we can see her because our entire second floor overlooks her backyard pool. There's even a spot in her backyard where she could layout and avoid being seen by any of the neighbors. Instead she lays right where we have a great view of her. Whenever she's out there and my husband or I see her we always yell out "BAYWATCH IS ON!" This past Sunday I was getting out of the shower and my husband yelled from the bedroom "BAYWATCH IS ON AND IT'S EXTRA SPICY!" I grabbed a towel and came to see what the fuss was about. I found my husband in a horny trance looking out the window. I peered out and saw that she had pulled her bikini bottom to the side and was playing with her pussy. We both watched as she started thrusting her hips and squeezing one of her tits. I was standing in front of him and I felt his hard cock pressing against my ass. Not wanting to waste a golden opportunity I dropped my towel to the floor and got down on my kne