I’d always gotten along with my manager, G, although everything was kept strictly platonic. But even then, I’d notice a wandering eye or lingering look. Something to tell me he was interested but nothing to indicate what he’d actually do. One day, a few of the other staff had called in sick, leaving us with just a bare bones crew to try and get our way through a busy Saturday shift. G would find little ways to touch me, putting his hands on his waist to get past me or giving me a side-hug for little things, and the combination of a stressful shift with his increase in flirting was starting to leave me flustered. He was a good-looking man, one of those ones that actually gets phone numbers from customers left for him, so I was flattered by his attention and would be lying if I said I didn’t have a crush. Although I had been warned by other staff that he never sleeps with his employees, so I’d been happy to keep my crush at a distance and just enjoy the flirting. The busy period
Fun stuff starts at !!!!!!!!!!!! Nina was the first “rich girl” I’d ever met. Her dad worked in the film industry, not even someone I’d heard of but she really treated money like it was nothing. I wasn’t in her inner circle, I didn’t get invited on the lavish trips she took people on a few times a year. I did however get to go to her catered parties and movie nights She had a home theater in her house. This was in our mid 20s when those of us that were doing pretty well were considering buying a small condo. She had a movie room. 8 or so seats in a miniature theater. She was very into film (she later went to film school for a year or so) so this was her pride and joy, the sound system in particular. I think most people don’t justify the existence of a home theatre the way she did. It was a weekly occurrence to see the latest releases on her projector. So it was pretty normal that one day it wound up just being her, my then gf, and me. We watched some rerelease of her favorite mo
The session is not conducive to a good mood. Never. Regardless of how you study. And everything is unnerving: the calls of the parents, the remarks of the sister, the attention of young people on the street. In short, ready to bark at everyone you meet. Especially when it's plus twenty-five outside the window, and instead of lying somewhere on the shore, sipping Coca-Cola, you wallow in a stuffy room and plow the boundless ocean of historical research. Having dug into textbooks and losing the last remnants of common sense over the adventures of the ancient and not very Russians, I almost threw a suddenly screaming smartphone out the window. - Oh, to break you! I said in my heart. - Well, who else is itching? "People are divided into two categories," the unknown caller said thoughtfully. - "Some pass the session. Others have a habit of arriving at the wrong time, but they have cognac, which dilates blood vessels and improves mental activity. I have cognac. Well, so I will come in?
One day I was brushing my teeth while rushing trying to get dressed at the same time. I tripped with the toothbrush in my mouth and barely bumped the end on my wardrobe. The toothbrush jabbed me in the back of my throat, bristles and all, and on that day it occurred to me that I had a really flexible throat and no gag reflex. After letting my sore throat heal for a day or 2 I had to test it out. I called this guy over who was a friend but I heard from others he had a big dick. When he got there I was “just getting out the shower” wink wink. Not long after that he was ripping my towel off and I’m hanging upside down over the couch mouth open. I could stick all 10 inches of his dick in my throat no problem. It felt so good to him he wouldn’t let me come up for air, but I liked it. I deep throated his dick until he was about to cum. While he was cumming I blacked out because I could barely breath at all. I blacked out for maybe 3 seconds when I regained consciousness I squirted all over m
Sarah was standing in front of the stove with just a t-shirt on, it ended at the small of her back and her perfect little ass was shaking a little as she was cooking something, it smelled like eggs. The sight stopped me in my tracks. “I’m making you some eggs, I know just how you like them.” “You do?” “Yes, my sister told me all kinds of things you like.” She said very softly. What the fuck, I’m in so much trouble with this one. Here I am thinking the fucking is over, and I had to sit down at the table because my cock was impossibly stirring again watching her ass wiggle back and forth and having her say that in that voice, like she knew something she shouldn’t. She walked over with a plate of eggs, exactly how I like them, scrambled with a bit of cheese. She put the plate down in front of me and proceeded to sit on my leg, facing the table, and put her arm over my shoulders. I could feel the heat from her pussy on my bare thigh. My cock stirred again. Fuck “Thank you, Sarah” “
This was earlier this morning. I'm not sure where else to put it, but I need to talk about it. So I had a friend stay the night, and to cut a long tale short, we ended up naked in my bed messing around. We literally just fingered each other and toyed with each other's boobs. My brother happened to come in on us as my friend and I were joking about fucking. They've had sex in the past. I knew they wouldn't be able to leave with our parents around, so I pulled my cover over my head and told them to hurry. I ended up covering up my friend. We scrambled around, trying to untangle ourselves, when I felt him get on the bed, followed by his dick pressing against my pussy and sliding in. All I could do was moan as he went fast and hard. My friend glanced at me with wide eyes and told him he was with the wrong girl. She threw the blanket away from us so he could see, and when I came, he glanced at me. I'm not sure why, but he started cumming as well. He just discharged a few shots into me b
Like most people in their mid-to-late 20s enjoying life in a big city, I live in an apartment because who the heck has enough money to buy a house? My apartment is small. I have a couch, a bed, a TV, and a dining table that can sit two average-sized adults. But it's enough for me, and despite it being rather small, I still dread cleaning it. I mean, how does one person produce so much dust? I should probably change the subject. Talking about dead skin cells scattered around my house probably isn't doing much for you. A handful of months ago, our apartment building got a new cleaning lady. She cleans the common areas of the apartment building. You know, the gym, the elevators, mail room, trash room, etc. The former cleaning lady was probably in her late 60s and retired. She was nice enough. I was a little sad to see her go. She'd always greet you with a big smile. This new cleaning lady was a little younger, probably in her early 40s. At first, she seemed a little shy, but it didn't
I've got a few close friends and they're all guys, I've pretty much become the cum dump of our friendship group and ngl I love it. It started off with just one at first, he split up with his gf and I comforted him in the best way I knew how (by sucking his dick :P) the second guy I hooked up with while really drunk a few weeks later. It then became known to the third friend what we had all done and he felt left out so I fucked him too haha. It just kind of continued from there, and now im fucking all 3 regularly. They all have different fetishes so sex is always different and exciting. Our group chat has basically become a dirty discussion for who gets a turn on me that night. The sex is amazing and I really get off on being used like a little slut.
I laid on my back in the bed, staring at the ceiling and collecting my thoughts. I’d been fucking my ex’s sister all night long. She is 17 years younger than me and I’m still living a little outside my body at this point, the whole thing a little unbelievable. As crazy as the situation is to me, it was the most passionate sex of my life and I’m not going to let the moment get away from me. So I give my cock a little pep talk and walk to the bathroom. I walk in and Sarah is rinsing her hair, her arms up and her perky tits bouncing and swaying as she rinses the shampoo out of her hair, her eyes closed and her skin glistening as the water runs over her. “Damn” is all my brain could muster and my cock twitched in anticipation. I opened the glass door and stepped in behind her, I wrapped my arms around her waist and ran my hands over her stomach and up to her tits as she continued to rinse her hair. “Oh hello!” She said as she pushed her ass back in to my cock. Rubbing up on me and I’m
I split this story into 2 parts, because i feel i wanted to explain the start a little. My name is Aiko, and I'm a 22-year-old Asian woman, very petite at 5'1" with pale skin and a fit body. I moved to the US about 2 years ago. I came to America as an exchange student. My parents are both Chinese, but I was born in the UK. After being accepted through the exchange program to study in the US I had several video calls with the host family, which was Daniel, a 41-year-old professor at a large university in the US, and his wife, 44y/o Julie. I was super nervous coming to the US by myself, but Daniel and Julie treated me extremely nice and made me feel very comfortable. They had a son that had just moved out to college the year before I moved in with them. So, they always told me I was also helping them not to feel so alone. From the start, Daniel took notice of my appearance. At first, it was harmless little comments, telling me how beautiful my fair skin tone was, or he would occasio
- Hey! Do you still want to have some fun? That gurgling, sexy voice I would recognize in a crowd, not the one in the brothel. More recently, I pressed the owner of this voice in a dark corner of the dance hall, right here, near the stage. But how! Why else do we need brothels? How not to snuggle up to a warm female body? But I didn't know there would be a sequel! I thought that the girl just ran away from my arms, so as not to feel my caresses anymore. But no! I, after her departure, sat down at a table and smoked a cigarette, looking at the new girls and their older clients dancing on the stage. I could hear perfectly how respectable men smacked their lips and brazenly hugged their ladies. And now my little white has called me. I slowly put out my cigarette on the porcelain ashtray and slowly got up from the table. Of course, the girl turned to me! My heart jumped, but I'm calm, if you can talk about calmness, when such a girl calls you. I walked close to her and kissed her on th
My husband (Tom) and I have been swingers for a couple of years now. While we originally started out with other couples, I quickly learned that I love watching my husband fuck other women. Not just videos, like watching him actively fuck other women in front of me. It turns out, it’s even hotter when that other woman is my friend. When I first found out about this kink, we tried playing with other women who we met in the lifestyle. While it was insanely hot to watch him fuck strangers, one day changed it all for me. One weekend I had my girlfriend staying with us as she was in town for work. My husband and I love having her around, she’s the life of the party. Friday night we didn’t do anything to crazy, just stayed in and had a few drinks before retiring for the night. Saturday though, we had a lot planned. We started the day with shopping. My husband begrudgingly came with us. I may have enticed him with a promise to go to his favorite lunch spot. Our first stop was to the mall. My
One of my best friends had his birthday a few weeks back, I was extremely busy with some stuff so I didn't know what to get him as a gift. Then I got the idea of this coupon :) we're pretty open with each other so I knew it won't make things awkward On his birthday, we all gathered at his place, just a small group of friends. When it was time for gifts, I didn't give him the coupon yet I waited for everyone and then took him aside and gave it to him. I told him it's redeemable for one time only and he was so shocked and had his eyes wide lol, I thought maybe I took it too far but he immediately hugged me. I kissed him on his cheek and said *"happy birthday sweetie"* and went back to the living room. He came a few minutes later and we continued the night normally. A few days later he called me and I knew exactly what he wanted but he was too shy to say it lol. We live close so I went to his place and I made sure to dress up cute and had pigtails. We talked for a bit and he became ho
About six months ago we had our twin daughters and sex has kind of been on the back burner, but last Valentines Day i gave my husband a sex coupon book that included a few coupons for his favorite things and a few for things that were kinkier than normal for us. Today, my amazing MIL offered to watch the girls for the night so we could go enjoy the new Dr. Strange movie like real grown ups. After dropping off the girls we come home to get ready for our date afternoon when hubs tells me “Wear something easy access” and hands me a coupon for 1 full day of free use. We’ve never done free use before, but the idea was definitely exciting. But before I had a chance to leave the bedroom I was bent over our bed and told not to cum. He pounded into me until I was panting and begging but he wouldn’t let me cum. It was a quick 10 minute fuck but it felt agonizingly long waiting for him to fill me full of his cum. We made it out the door and all the way to the movie theater before he did a
**PART ONE:** The first time I saw Rosa following our passionate fuck was admittedly a little awkward. It was three days after and she was cleaning inside the mail room. I was getting mail, which checks out because we were in a mail room. We made eye contact with each other, and it seemed like neither one of us knew how to start the conversation. "Hey." I finally managed to say softly. "Hi," she smiled, spraying the only window in the room. "Nice day, huh?" God. I felt so stupid participating in small talk with her. "Yeah," she nearly laughed. "Nice day." "I'm making this weird, huh?" "Maybe a little." "It's the thing I'm best at." "I can think of something else you're pretty good at," she smiled, and then walked out of the room as someone else came in. I stood there with my mouth hanging open, looking like a complete idiot. The person who walked in actually asked me if I was okay. I was not. The next couple weeks I saw Rosa around the complex three or four times, and we ne
I had a friend years ago who I genuinely liked as a friend despite admiring how pretty she was. I was never into her like that because she was a bit too promiscuous but I always wondered how good a one off with her would be. One slightly drunken night, we end up hanging out at her place with just the two of us left after some of our other friends had left. We sat on opposite ends of her couch. Our conversation eventually got us discussing our past sex experiences. I'd only been with a few women at the time and none of them were particularly experienced. She asked if I'd ever cum from a blowjob and been deepthroated. I'd cum from blowjobs a few times but nothing was too memorable. Never been deepthroated though. She was surprised at this fact and asked if it was because I was too big for the girls I'd been with. I slightly above average so didn't think that was the reason! Was most likely because they lacked experience. I started getting aroused thinking about all these past experie
I went crazy from the absence of a wife and intimate life. She was in my custody. And so, from all this, I began to look on the Internet for a way to correct my situation, and I came across a married couple from my city. We started talking, agreed to meet in a cafe to get to know each other. But unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, the meeting did not take place. They had their own affairs, I had my own (work, wife, etc.) But then the census began at work, and it turned out that everyone was free tonight. We agreed on a meeting place and special signs of each other. To be honest, I was a little shaken by this adventure. What awaits me there, what should I expect from this meeting, of course there was a whole bunch of thoughts. But still I decided and at the appointed time was on the spot. I quickly found a white jeep according to the description, and hovered of course. Walk past or take a chance, and yet almost 3 months of abstinence did their job and I did not run home without l
Ive been in a rough patch with my hubby lately hes been working so much and hes just exhausted when he gets home, I appreciate him so much but Im a girl and I have needs We used to fuck 3 times per day, 6 kids with the same guy youd wonder do we do anything else :') But lately i have been getting 0 action in the bedroom, so i went to the sex store near my office on the way to work, got a silent bullet or at least thats what it said on the box and slipped it in under my dress while i was at work, when nobody was looking i reach between my legs and up my skirt to press the little rubber button at the top, it was so strong, thankful my office chair is super soft cushioning so the noise was low, I wiggled and shifted my body constantly until my eyes rolled back and was biting my lip non stop, squeezing my thighs together and tensing my pussy as hard as i could I let it run for a little while longer until i was too sensitive to even sit still with it pressed up agaisnt
So before my bf was my bf, he had a revolving door of Women, he fucked alot. He was fucking alot of women when we first starting to see each other. I know the nights I wasn’t there other chicks were. 6 months into our official exclusive relationship, I could see he was struggling, he was wanking alot, even though we were having alot sex 4-5 times a day and then all weekend. Looking at other women, commenting sexually about them. He went out one night and didn’t come home until the next morning. He told me he was on his way home but didn’t turn up. I tried calling and calling and texting but no answer then I tried again and his phone was switched off. I instantly knew what he was doing, I knew he was having a fuck. So I was sitting at home whilst he is getting off with some other Women. When he came home, I noticed he had scratch marks and bites all over him. I asked him where have you been? Did you have a fuck. With a smug look at his face he said yes, I asked him did he
Now that I have your attention, here’s how it happened: Let’s call him Logan. He was always so focused in class. I found that really hot. He usually wore a hoodie with jeans and black rectangular framed glasses. He was 5’10” and lanky with slightly overgrown jet-black hair. The thing about him that allured me was that he seemed like the kind of guy to be nervous and awkward around women. He probably never had someone ask to suck his dick before so I wanted to be the girl to change that streak. I wanted to make a move on him so I asked him if he could help me out with studying later at the library. I wore a tight white tee without a bra on and some jeans and my hair was up in a ponytail. I would squeeze my arms together and lean forward every time he spoke and caught his eyes darting down a few times. It was so cute to see him try to prevent glancing down at my nipples multiple times. It finally got dark outside and we finished working so we walked out of the library.