🚩IF YOU WANT THE DIRTY PART SKIP TO IT🚩 I started to really hammer down on getting out of the rough patch I was in and I thought that a better job in a better industry would help! I had worked hard to find the right job and I was going to be a number pusher (accountant) for a large company located in my city. It was going to be perfect! I would finally make the pay I need to pay my bills and not be on a paycheck to paycheck cycle. I got through the first two stages of the interview and the last part was literally meeting the two owners and the department manager. That night I decided to celebrate and go out with my best friend. I went to my favorite local spot and we got a few drinks. I was really enjoying myself. I had two drinks, so I wasn't anywhere near buzzed or drunk. My girlfriend and I were playing pool and I noticed a gentleman at the bar talking to Mike, the bartender at the local bar. Our eyes met and he instantly noticed I was staring so I looked away. About 20
\------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What is happening? I was thinking to myself. I also saw the shock on the others' faces when they realised what was going on. We all entered the room in silence, waiting for an explanation from Olivia and Manuel. Luca broke the deadlock and just asked the question we all had on our minds. "What's going on?" "Manuel has to go back to the mainland for a bit," Olivia said. "Why?" We all asked in unison. "It's some personal stuff, I'd prefer not to talk about it," Manuel said in a very gloomy tone. "Fuck man, how long will you be away for?" "I don't know, could be a week, could be forever," Manuel responded. We all looked at each other in shock. What was this guy talking about? Did he mean he was never coming back to the resort? Olivia looked very sad too, and I wondered what had happened yesterday but it was not the time to ask right now. "When are you leaving?" N
My neighbors daughter Melissa is 18 5’6 ish and is stacked in all the right places. I have often peeked over the fence to she if she is outside, as she frequently sun bathes in nothing but her thong bikini and the sight of sweat beads glistening over her near naked body makes me cock throb. I always thought she did this to tease me, and turns out I may have been right. A couple months ago I walked out into the back yard and I hear the sound of a hammer striking something, curious I look over the fence and there she is trying to set up a tent in her backyard. My instinct kicks in and before I realize it’s I hollered out and asked if she needed any help. She turned around and smiled and said she would welcome the help. I walk around and come through the back gate and she starts thanking me and telling me I’m a lifesaver. I help her get the tent set up and she asked me to help her set up her air mattress. She gets in the tent and sets the air mattress between her legs and it inadvertent p
She came, as usual, when everyone was already asleep. The rustle of her slippers only woke up the owner's cat, who was lazily lounging on the sofa. My sister and her husband slept in the next room, where the silence was dispelled by the whisper of the TV. There was no appetite, the routine in the office and the recent lack of spiritual and intimate closeness with Igor left a certain imprint on the night life of the young family. Having imperceptibly entered the slightly open door, without turning on the night light, Alena, with her usual movement, groped for the closet handle, opened and took out her parents’ old hangers, and began to take off her tired blouse that had already been boring for the day. Igor lay with his head covered with a blanket and only one hand lay on the side of her bed, as if guarding his rightful place, his lawful wife. Outside the window, the lantern faintly pierced the young May foliage and this gave a slight feeling of novelty and excitement. Changes are c
TL;DR: Sex with trans women is awesome. So a few weeks ago, I (26m) and my friend (23f) had sex for the first time, and it was a night to behold. We had met online via a dating app and chatted for a bit, we ended up meeting in person a few weeks later, I had no idea she was trans until she told me, I had my reservations as she was pre op and on hormones and it led to us being friends but nothing more for a while. For the past few months, she’d been flirting hard, complimenting my insta stories, telling me she’s thinking about me, even saying she wants to do things with me, she is a very attractive woman, 5’ 6”, slim with a bubble butt, thick thighs, small boobs and wide hips but again my prejudices would get the better of me, not being able to accept that she was a “real” woman. I’m only 5’10” but I’m also muscly so even though I don’t tower over her, I’m still much bigger. I knew I was attracted to her, we would still message and meet up regularly, and I finally decided against a
Christie and I woke up the next morning. I felt her struggling around trying to move to get up to pee. I was sorta in her way, preventing her from rolling into the right position. Before she went to sleep I got her sling on for nighttime. It’s more annoying for her at night. I got up and pulled on her good arm to get her upright. I put my arms around her and got her standing. She frowned at me. “Gee. I’m not an invalid ya know?!” I said, yeah, you are. lol!! She said, “yeah but, I’ve been able to get up without you for a week, ya know?” I said, yup but this gives me a legit chance to play with your boobs and pinch that cute little bum!!” She goes, “ oh!! Okay then. So you DO like me.? Good.” She reached down and fondled my cock. Stroked it a little. It started to get firm. She says, “hold that thought. I have to pee and I’ll be back for more of that.” I have to pee too!! We wrestled each other to get to the bathroom and she got there first. She sat down and pee’d, she giggled. “A first
Viktor Petrovich returned home a little faster than usual; he was released from work due to the lack of electricity at the plant. He worked as a machine operator at a sewing factory, a boring, daily job, without any career prospects. And in his personal life there is no beauty, a gray little wife, snotty offspring, even on vacation and he is busy digging potatoes instead of resorts. But this year, my job didn’t allow me to take leave, so I had to work hard, and sent my wife to the village to live with her parents. After changing clothes and taking a shower, Viktor Petrovich went to the kitchen to prepare himself something to eat, when suddenly the doorbell rang. Surprised, Viktor Petrovich opened the door, looking with interest at who might come to him, because he doesn’t even really have friends, much less girlfriends. In front of the door stood a neighbor from the third floor, not a young, but very attractive woman, with a rather beautiful figure, for her age, and her appearance ca
This story happened to me in the month of August. I am a young man, but I have always dreamed of performing cunnilingus on a mature woman, over 50 years old. And that it would be complete. With hairy pussy. This is such a perverted desire. Fortunately, it’s the 21st century, there is the Internet and dating sites. I posted an advertisement on one of the dating sites that a young man would meet a mature and plump woman. Two days later Irina wrote to me; she was 54 years old. And she was full. Everything was as I wanted. After talking on the site, she told me how lonely she was, she wanted tenderness and affection. In general, we agreed to meet at her home. I didn’t even have to drive, I walked to her house in 10 minutes. Going to Irina, I was a little worried, like anyone going towards their dream. Arriving at her house and at the entrance, I called the intercom, Irina opened it for me, and I began to go up to her floor. She was already waiting for me at the open door. Oooh... When
Two days ago, while we (best friend and i) were hanging out alone at my place after an exam and celebrated with a couple drinks, we started chatting about our sexual preferences. I told him how I thought most guys preferred bigger tits, but he mentioned how much he ACTUALLY LIKED small tits over huge ones. Instead of feeling embarrassed, I felt a strange thrill, and the sexual tension between us started to build…we may have drank a bit too much I was wearing a loose-fitting shirt, and decided to give him a look at my small perky ones. He leaned in, gently trying to cup my breasts in his hands. The touch was tender and sent shivers down my spine. His fingers traced delicate patterns around my nipples, and the sensation was unlike anything I had experienced before. He leaned in closer, taking my nipple into his mouth. I have REALLY SENSITIVE nipples, so i felt a tingling sensation that sent waves of pleasure through me, and a soft moan escaped my lips But I didn't want it to be
I am very close with my best friend. We’ve known each other since nursery and we do many things together. She used to be flirty with her boyfriend, Jay, before they were together but it was just a friend zone thing most of the time even though he has always had a thing for her. I can often see him looking at me in that certain dreamy way. One early morning, all three of us went to the spa. My friend (let’s call her A) is quite a fruitcake and she was constantly teasing Jay in front of me looking for my reaction. He really went along with it and started touching her and flirting with both of us, especially after a few drinks we had in order to kill the hangover from the last night. We chilled in the pool a little and then decided to go to the steam room. When we walked inside, there was no one besides us. Jay ended up sitting between us. We spent a little bit of time in pure silence just enjoying the scents and the steam while our bodies became wet and slippery. Al
I was a hired programmer. As a result of the fact that I was not satisfied with work in my native province due to the low salary, I moved to the nearest big city - largely under the influence of my girlfriend, in many ways - of my own free will, and largely because one of the aspiring entrepreneurs I knew offered to work for him privately in this city. My girlfriend - my Baby - was just about to enter a university in the same metropolis. Everything was very, very good with her. By mutual recognition, we satisfied each other much better than all our previous bed partners. Naturally, we loved each other. And they forgave a lot, especially since my Baby came into my life when I was slowly chewing on my fifth depression - as always, associated with another painful breakup of a love relationship, and was already ready to despair and put an end to women, in the sense of a positive attitude to them. She literally revived in me my love for the world and for women. She just came and began to
The last few weeks, I've been back in my home state dealing with a death in my family. It was a difficult time not only because of the arrangements, but also because a large segment of my extended family hates me for my religious beliefs. I also had to endure my 44th birthday with them and it was miserable. So it was a relief to finally fly out of there last night. My FWB (M20) picked me up and drove me home. Our relationship is mostly sexual and I don't usually share my personal life with him, but he encouraged me to talk and I ended up venting and crying a bit. He listened the whole time and I really appreciated his attention. He's been taking care of my cats and mentioned he was going to make dinner for me. I was expecting a quiet time together but when I got home I saw another truck in my driveway. FWB had invited over his two friends (who I also occasionally hook up with) and a young man I've messaged but never met before. After my crappy experience away, it felt amazing to come
It was my sophomore year in college. I was still somewhat the skinny kid that hadn’t quite grown into his body. I was 6’ tall but only weighed 150 lbs. Blond hair and blue eyes always got the attention of the opposite sex I just broke up with my first girlfriend. She took my virginity and I was absolutely devastated that she wanted to break up with me. I had a marketing class that was super interactive. We always had group projects to do. They were time consuming and required lots of time outside of class in small groups. The professor assigned a final group presentation that involved groups of 5 students to prepare a marketing strategy for any company and product of our choosing. I’ll skip the details of the project. The class consisted of mostly male students with a scattering of just a few females. One of those females was assigned to my group. Her name was Sarah. Sarah was 5’8” and curvy. She was brunette with beautiful brown eyes and large breasts with proportionate hips that
This happened quite a long time ago, and I wanted to commit this to writing for posterity. This is going to be a long story, with lots of background, build-up, and an epilogue. -------------to skip to the fucking------------- I was pretty nerdy in high school, with not much of a social life. I had dated a few times and gotten to make out with a few girls, but never having gone all the way, so I decided to reinvent myself when I got to college. I was doing well faking it 'til I was making it, going to parties & events, participating in study groups, hanging out with people in the dorms, etc. I was getting on really well with a girl (I'll call her Kelly) from my dorm whom I met at a party. I was spending a lot of my time in her room along with her local girl commuter friend (I'll call her Stacy), trying to keep out of the friend zone. Most of the time, it was studying, watching TV, talking/flirting, cuddling. I was truly having a great time with the two girls, that is until Kelly
I live in a small town that has been revitalized, lots of new bars and high end restaurants. Naturally LOTS of young men and women moving into the town. I am a mid 40s man married for a long time, I have a nice house in town with a big deck outside kitchen with a bar ect. I usually sit outside and smoke in the evening. I have noticed a new tenant moved in behind us she is late 20s early 30s very cute. the house literally buts up to my back yard. The past couple of weeks I’ve noticed the lights on and the blinds open. Nothing too exciting until last week, I noticed her walking by the window in a towel, I thought ohhh…she went to another room drops the towel and proceeds to rub lotion on herself….she proceeded for about 15 minutes…not moving from the window. This has become a ritual, and it is so hot to think she is doing this for me. I am excited to see if she will take the rubdown further. I will keep you posted.
Obviously everyone on Reddit is an absolutely incredible in bed and has a 10 inch cock, I’m really nothing special, kind of regular guy. My wife’s only my second partner and so I haven’t that many experiences. My ex was kind of freak and gave sloppy blowjobs on demand. I loved to return the favor and I was getting pretty good at it. There’s something special about kneeling down in front of your partner and seeing her eyes role back and her body shivers. When I first got with my wife 10 years ago, we kissed, I got her undress and I went down on her. She stopped me right away saying she doesn’t really like to get eaten out. As we got more comfortable with each other, I tried to get back to it, I was missing it so bad, but still she turned me down. Years went by and we had our 2 kids in the past 2 years. A few days ago, I put one of the babies to sleep as she took a shower. As I got back to our room, there she was on her back naked. Her massive 36DD breasts still a little swollen from h
What it do, reader? This is my fourth post on the subject, links at the bottom if you're late to the party. I’m on a plane back to the States now, and y’all have got a lot of catching up to do, so let’s just get right to it. My alarm went off right at the agonizing time of 5:30 A.M., right when it was supposed to. We had a 7:15 train to catch and Emma’d have to do her makeup while I'd have to get my caffeine fix. I slapped my hand against the bedside table until I found my phone and quieted the alarm. Emma roused from where she’d been laying against my chest, rubbing sleep from her eyes as she sat up. The sun had not yet risen, and the only light filtering through our window was the cerulean haze cast by a streetlight outside. “...So that’s a real thing, huh?” Emma asked, her back turned to me. Being only half- awake, I responded with peak eloquence, “Ghffghfhr… huh?” I wasn’t sure what she was referring to, not until a cold hand suddenly slid beneath the blankets and wrapped aroun
For some quick background, I (44M) am in an open marriage. We moved to a small town and I ended up in a long dry spell. I tried Tinder on a whim, and ended up matching with Lydia (35F), my absolute smokeshow of a coworker. Blond hair and stormy blue eyes, Lydia is five foot nothing and I could lift her over my head without breaking a sweat. Even with her tiny frame, she has curves in all the right places, and isn't afraid of showing them off. As Lydia and I were casually chatting on Tinder, the conversations got more and more personal. I was trying to be very cautious as I didn't want to overstep a boundary and end up in an HR nightmare. But as we talked late into the night, I finally wished her good night and playfully told her not to get too riled up before bed. This led to her revealing that she gets herself off every night before going to sleep, and that I would need to give her a hand with that one of these days. It was on. I went to bed that night thinking to myself, "Holy shit
Less than 12 hours ago I had sex with a much older man. Who also happens to be my coworkers dad. It was a small gathering of people from work, including my boss. We get together annually for a team dinner. This time we decided to watch the Toronto Maple Leafs season opener at a coworkers house as they had a new projector. Amazing, love the Leafs, was super excited. My long hair was curly and down, I wore my favourite jersey, tights that showed off my big ass and thick thighs. My glasses and toque completed the look. A group of 9 people including myself arrive at coworkers house, let's call him Steve, right before the game. The plan is to watch in the basement of this beautiful, almost mansion like home. We all settle in, it's fully catered and plenty of couches. Steve lives with his father, 64, who along with his buddy are also watching the game. Steve's dad, Peter, is gorgeous. As soon as we are introduced, I cannot take my eyes off this man. Tall, mostly white hair, deep piercin
Part 2 here: Hello, gang. We're heading back to America pretty soon, and there have been some pretty good reasons for me to stay present, so I apologize for the delay with this update. Emma and I arrived in Borup in the early afternoon. It was just a twenty minute walk to our AirBnb, a walk that took us through this cozy little town. Coniferous trees line its streets, the same kind that makeup the forests surrounding the area, and the faint smell of something like pine pervades the air. Cute little brick churches can be found, here or there, and a sizeable pond rests between the town's western boundary and the surrounding landscape. It was a bit chilly, and neither Emma nor I particularly felt like exploring. By the time we got into our rental, we were both pretty tired. When we stepped into the AirBnb, Emma almost immediately collapsed on the bed while I tested the pull-out couch. The apartment was cute and clean. Abstract-expressionist paintings were splayed over exposed-brick w