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334 stories · Page 11My name is Andrey, I am 35 years old (height 180), my wife is Oksana, she is 33 years old. She is not a tall brunette (height 165), with a good figure and beautiful breasts of the second size. This story happened several years ago. One Saturday evening my wife and I were returning from the beach and unexpectedly, not far from our home, by chance we met my army comrade Oleg. He was with a friend, we met, his name was Vadim. Oleg and I hadn’t seen each other for about 10 years, so we started bombarding each other with questions. We decided to sit somewhere and remember our youth. I offered to come visit us. Oleg and Vadim were not against it, and neither was my wife. Moreover, we sent our son to rest with her parents, and tomorrow was a day off. Oksana went home, and the three of us went to the store. We bought the necessary provisions - vodka for ourselves, a bottle of red wine for our wife, fruit, etc. While we went to the store, my wife managed to take a shower, change clothes (sh
This happened on one of the hot days of August. Having finished work much earlier than planned, my colleague Oleg and I decided to first go to the company to unload the car and prepare everything for the next day, and then, with a clear conscience and a sense of accomplishment, go home, take a shower and in just shorts, Or you can lie down on the sofa without them and sip a cool, non-alcoholic cocktail and take a break from this heat and the working day. But since Oleg was much older than me and having worked at this company much longer, he knew how the boss reacted when workers arrived earlier and wandered around the company. In general, it was decided to go to his daughter Masha. She lived five minutes from where we were sweltering in the heat. Having packed all the tools, we set out to meet the sun, which simply burned us through the car window. After a short trip, we finally arrived at our destination. Oleg found a parking space in the shade of an old oak tree that spread its branc
I am a pretty, slender girl of 18 years old, with a gorgeous ass and medium beautiful breasts. In those student years, when you still really believed that friendship between a man and a woman exists without sex, I went to visit my good friend Seryozha to drink a bottle of wine and watch a movie, as usual. But on this day a surprise awaited me, Sergei was not alone, but with his friend Roma, I also knew him, but I had never communicated with him. The guys, as it turned out, were already quite drunk and were happy about my arrival. I sat down next to them, poured myself a glass of wine and we started chatting about this and that. And by my third glass we started talking about sex, or rather who likes it how. Roma was the first to start telling, he said that he had been in love for a long time, that he liked the very process of this pounding and wet bodies. And by the way, he was a tall, muscular, handsome guy, just like Seryozha, they both had just returned from the army two months ago
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
After graduating from university, I joined the army. After service, I got a job as a shift supervisor at a company, where I met accountant Elena and we got married a year later. Lena is a modest, caring wife. After a year of family life, our son was born, we lived in my mother-in-law’s house, and built our own next door. In total, we lived in friendship and harmony for a little more than five years. One summer, our boss celebrated his 50th birthday at the company. We decided to celebrate on Saturday at our dacha, which was located 20 km outside the city on a lake. Most likely this is not a lake, but a place of the river similar to a lake, along the banks of which the bases of the city’s enterprises are located. Many of them were no longer inhabited after Yeltsin's reforms. Enterprises closed one after another. Nobody needed the bases anymore, and our company was hanging afloat, finalizing its last years. On Saturday morning, the entire office boarded the bus, loaded with drinks and f
Natasha is a long forgotten past. She cheated on me, it’s hard to forgive. I built a new life, and she was left far behind. But here is the alumni meeting. Exactly ten years passed after graduation; I would hardly have shown up, but the unexpected appearance of many friends from my youth forced me to come. We drank a lot and discussed a long-forgotten past. I felt good, I haven’t felt like I was in the company of close people for a long time, the kind that make you forget about everything. But then she appeared. A chill immediately ran down my spine. For a whole year after graduation, she was fucked by a classmate named Yegor, and all I could think about was how Natasha and I would build our beautiful future. Unexpectedly, at the beginning of the second year, she confessed everything to me, I became very sad and broke off our relationship with her. Since that time, a lot of water has passed under the bridge: I married the woman I loved, and I had never even seen her. And so she
Everything described in this story is an absolutely true story that happened to me and my mother. I'll probably start with a description of my mother. When this happened, my mother was 40 years old, she gave birth to me at 21, so I was 19. My mother is a very impressive woman. Not tall, 156 cm, blonde with a natural bust of size 5 and absolutely standing. She had a very depraved face and to say that she was sexy would be an understatement. We are a wealthy family, my father was engaged in some kind of business related to coal, so we lived in abundance. For the summer, he sent my mother, my friends, and two other families to Portugal. There he rented a house for 2 months and periodically flew to us, and we spent the summer. We lived on the territory of a closed cottage community, the territory was divided into three zones: private houses, rental houses and golf courses. Very large area. We usually always rent a car on vacation and this time was no exception. In short, one beautifu
My older sister is a real smart and beautiful person, but she is a very narcissistic person. How many young people did she break the hearts of? Everyone was looking for something special, or rather not special, but rather trivial - a rich prince in a white Bentley. But the years flew by, and only students with cheap bouquets and rather modest businessmen appeared on the threshold of our apartment. One day, our friend Vika invited me and my sister, who was already 27 years old, to spend a week of summer vacation in Sochi with her grandmother. On a warm evening, the three of us went out to dance in one rather expensive establishment. And here, lo and behold, my older sister Sveta, no longer an enviable bride (the girl was 27 after all), but still wildly narcissistic, meets a middle-aged, but judging by the thickness of his wallet and the make of his car, quite wealthy man, and to also from the capital of our homeland. By the way, it is worth saying that our parents are intelligent pe
One day the guys and I went to the bathhouse. We booked a VIP room at the Luxor, organized a couple of whores for a drink and a snack. The VIP was on the second floor and was equipped with a separate steam room, a swimming pool, a large hall, three separate rooms and a balcony. The balcony faced the interior, overlooking the large pool, lounge and garden. There was another small pool with a waterfall in the garden. All these amenities were shared, and visitors to rented rooms used them at their own discretion. We drank a little, had a good steam bath, with a broom, everything was as it should be. I asked one of the girls, I think she called herself Marina, to give me a massage. She carefully kneaded my back, after which I gave it to her mouth and, having finished, went to the balcony to smoke. As it turned out, it was just in time. Four girls just jumped out of the room opposite below and, throwing off their sheets, jumped into the large pool. I took a closer look and couldn't beli
My boyfriend is small, but it's not hard, but it's a very friendly man.Did that man find my outer map? There are answers to this story I'm tired of my boyfriend, better penMy boyfriend is a very nice guy, but he's small and doesn't feel hard when he gets an erection, but he's a very nice guy. Did such a man find my infidelity? There's an answer to this story I was sick of my boyfriend, I wanted a better pennis. So I went to the night club and checked a wonderful black person in the bathroom. His size was satisfactory, and I seduced him by giving him Pelaccio instead. However, he went to my deepthroat, and I don't know my first time ago, I don't know, why I taken masturbating. After his deep, I couldn't just throw the semen. And then oh my god the black man robbed me very savagely with that big, thick cock in my pussy while I was throwing up. For the first time in my life, I had an orgasm and ejaculated, and in the end I was crawling on the bathroom floor. The other men looked at my p
It was before the weekend. A friend invited me to his home to drink vodka. I got ready, bought vodka and cognac for her wife and went to them. A friend and his wife met me and took me to the kitchen. We started drinking, his wife had cognac, and we had vodka. Having drunk quite a bit, we went to smoke on the balcony. When his wife returned and changed into a short dressing gown, I noticed that she was not wearing a bra. A friend fucked her up, why are you dressed up like that? You're even sitting there without a bra. And she says that she has beautiful breasts and can sit without a bra. She asked me a couple of times if I liked her breasts? I said it was a good size. My favorite is 4th. She asked if she excites me? I nodded my head. Then we sat and had a drink, and went to smoke with a friend. Suddenly he asks me if I want her wife? I refused, but he still insisted on an answer. I replied that if not your wife, then I would sleep with her. And he says come on, we’ll fuck her togeth
The day did not go well from the very morning. The conflict arose out of nowhere. Slamming the door, Tanya went to her parents. Arriving at the office, Lenya turned on the computer and began editing another contract. Then the boss came into his office. - Why so gloomy? Looks like you had a good rest. - What is it... - Yeah. Okay, here's a little deal for you - you'll go to Paris. - ...Where? – To the hero city of Paris. You'll get divorced. You will negotiate with our partners on a new project. Prepare the soil. Do you have a visa? - By itself. - So that's great. Natasha will go with you as a translator. She's also on board. Go to the accounting department for travel allowances and tickets and you’re free for today. Go home, pack your things. Departure tomorrow morning at 9:45. After Lenya left, the boss returned to his office and called Natasha to his office. Natasha, a fragile brunette with short hair and big brown eyes, had a luxurious bust of the third size. As
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 happened a week ago. I'll tell you about myself first: I'm a second-year college student, 161 cm tall, good waist, firm ass, but not very large breasts. So, a week ago I was getting ready for school and decided to wear my very short skirt. In general, all my skirts are short, but even for me this one is already revealing. Well, I wanted to. She barely covered her bottom, so on the stairs or when she bent over slightly, everything was visible. She also wore black stockings and a thong. The thong, however, had just come out of the wash and the stripe was noticeably rubbing in the ass. But it’s okay, I got ready. I live not far from where I study, I got there in about 8 minutes. Of course, there was not a very pleasant sensation in my butt because of the thong. The first class was math, so I wasn't in much of a hurry. When I undressed and walked to the audience, all the boys looked at me sweetly, as my friend later said, my ass was visible to the naked eye. There is one boy in my
Hi all. I am Denis. So I decided to write my own story about my wife Anya’s betrayal. The first time my wife cheated on me was in a restaurant, on our wedding anniversary. So, after this betrayal, we decided to start looking for a partner for group sex. Only this time, we decided that everything would be beautiful. We decided to rent a hotel. The search took more than a month. Having posted an ad on the Internet on one of the dating sites, Anya spent a long time selecting a candidate. And so, a man responded to the ad, his name was Victor. “This is what you need,” said the wife. Look, he’s married, he writes that he already has MFM experience, and in terms of age, he’s 35 years old, and he’s handsome in appearance. - Okay, I answered. If you like him, then let’s meet him first and talk. We made an appointment for Victor at a cafe and met him a couple of days later. We talked, found out where he works, learned about his MFM experience. He said that several years ago, he and a fr
I left my daughter with my grandmother, and I went for a walk, to unwind and see what was going on in the world. I had been walking around the city for about two hours, I was tired and decided to rest a little near the Dnieper. I bought myself a bottle of light beer and started enjoying life. Usually my husband, daughter and I went for a walk together, but that day he was at work and for some reason in the last couple of weeks we haven’t been able to go for a walk together. But I really wanted it, my soul demanded new impressions and sensations. Yes, this happens when you are on maternity leave: your husband becomes the main person from whom you expect all this. But if he is busy, then he needs to look for new opportunities so as not to run wild, since sitting at home all the time affects his mood. So I’m standing there, not touching anyone, when suddenly two guys come up to me and offer to join them for communication, supposedly my soul requires female company, and they really lik
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
Once, I decided to take a steam bath with my wife in the bathhouse, and asked my mother-in-law to heat the bathhouse on Saturday when I returned from the night shift in the morning, but in the morning of that day they called my wife from work. She works at my hospital, so I urgently need to come in as a substitute. After wandering around the house, I went to the bathhouse myself. The whole bathhouse was breathing heat and I undressed, took a dip in the shower and climbed into the steam room. I sat there for about twenty minutes when I heard a noise in the hallway, then my mother-in-law’s voice. How's the fever? - she asked. I replied, “everything is fine.” About five minutes later, my naked mother-in-law came into the steam room, wearing only a hat on her head, and sitting down next to her, she said, “Don’t let the wood go to waste, I was heating for two, but I came alone,” and she laughed, son-in-law, don’t be shy, I’ve seen cockerels in my time, so You don't have to close yours.
This story took place in those distant years, when vodka was still four to twelve, plus developed socialism, plus liverwurst. In general, during a period of stagnation... After serving in the army, I went to work at a factory, in a design bureau, that is, in a design bureau, first as a technician, and then as a design engineer. I was young, full of strength and desire. And, precisely for these reasons, I didn’t miss a single skirt... One day, our design bureau, together with the employees of the workshop attached to us, went on an excursion to Moscow for three days. We drove all night, and in the morning we were already in the capital, at the Kolos Hotel. To my great joy, I received a single room. We spent the whole day riding around Moscow by bus, listening to the stories of our guide. And in the evening, our company went to a restaurant. Lenka with her husband, Tolik, Nikolaich and me. But there, at the entrance, stood some old man in uniform and with a beard, and did not
We were going to Eilat to have sex. Of course, it is absolutely not necessary to travel 600 kilometers to the Red Sea for this, and therefore it was officially considered that we were going to unwind and relax. In my opinion, you can relax and unwind while sitting at home, but for some reason people like to go on vacation (with emphasis on traveling). Apparently the trip symbolizes the transition to a state of rest. A person cannot sit at work or at home and suddenly immediately relax. We need a smooth transition to a “resting state,” which is what happens on the way there. Moreover, it is generally accepted that the further we travel, the better the quality of rest. By this logic, Cyprus cannot be compared with Australia, and Eilat, accordingly, is much cooler than Tel Aviv. We had never fucked before and of course we were all in anticipation. She looked like a girl - thin, agile. The car went down the serpentine road, our hands lay on each other’s genitals and made leisurely move