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334 stories · Page 12He loved her tenderly, caressing her so that it didn’t hurt. She reciprocated his feelings: she moaned when he kissed her breasts, arched her back when he stroked her tummy, and desperately pretended to cum at the same time as him. But as soon as the night began, she went to someone else, to someone who loved her greedily and cruelly... What a bitch she is - I thought, lighting a cigarette - strange for a girl with such eyes, damn, I really want to believe that she is white and fluffy... or I just want to think so... well... she will never be mine. What did she say? Mmmm... sex without consequences. After it there is only one consequence - insanity. The filter of the cigarette burns his fingers, he shakes his head and looks towards the bed. Here she is. Beautiful, desired and mine... today. He approaches the bed, she rises to kiss his stomach, but he takes her by the neck and squeezes. She doesn't moan or wheeze... she looks into his eyes. Cruel, evil, beautiful BITCH - I say
It was on New Year's holidays. Before this experiment, my girlfriend and I had not seen each other for more than two weeks. During this time, she and I made many plans, including intimate ones, for the day of the long-awaited meeting. “Unconventional” was also planned. In one of the correspondences, Yanochka simply said: let’s try). I, as an honest gentleman, one might say, a knight devoted to the heart of his lady, did not go “to the left” during this time. I think she does too. Therefore, that night we, hungry for carnal pleasures, were ready for much. Of course, we didn’t start experimenting right away. First, as usual after a long separation, a sea of affection and passionate classic sex. But let's get down to business. Before the second “approach,” specifically to set Yanochka in the right mood, I caressed her ass with my finger during cunnilingus, and after that I massaged it with my tongue for a long time. Contrary to all the rumors I had heard earlier, I did not feel any unpl
They celebrated Alena's birthday. They are Alena, her husband Vadim and their friends: husband and wife Irina and Maxim. This event took place in a night cafe. It was a lot of fun, especially for Alena. It was her anniversary - 25 years. Irina and Maxim were their long-time friends, with whom they had a lot in common: a joint business for 5 years, which is quite rare these days. We won’t go into such details: what kind of business exactly, and there’s no need for that. The main thing is that everything went smoothly and harmoniously, just the dream of any partner. Everyone was already quite tipsy (as expected during the holidays: food, drinking, dancing). Alena was short with a good figure, sociable, and not ugly. Her husband is the complete opposite (meaning height), and his figure is athletic. Irina and Maxim also made a rather attractive couple. Maxim was in love with Alena for a long time, but she did not reciprocate his feelings because she was married and other behavior,
There weren’t very many things, but the guys got tired of carrying them to the third floor by hand. The elevator, as is customary in new buildings, was not yet working and we spent a good two hours lifting bulky and not very good things up the stairs. After that, as expected, he set the table for them and treated them normally. The mood was high, as the long-awaited apartment was a real gift. The large three-room apartment, while it was empty of things, was frightening with its size. I received it on occasion in a home for military personnel. The house was not completely inhabited, and, naturally, I didn’t know the neighbors at all. Having seen the guys off to the bus stop, I was returning home and suddenly, on the landing between the first and second floors, I ran into a young, rather attractive woman. “Help, please,” she asked, looking at me with a quick, piercing look. There was a massive cardboard box at her feet, and one could only guess how she dragged it there. I grabbed t
I was 18 years old, it was summer, I was driving home from a friend living in the village. I didn’t have time to catch the bus, so I caught a ride - a Kamaz. There were two people in the cabin - the driver (Kolya, it seemed) and the shift worker - Grisha, both of whom were about 45 years old. It was summer, hot, I was in a short skirt and a T-shirt without a bra, because they were both staring at me, I began to get a little excited and my nipples stood up, sticking out through the T-shirt. By that time, I hadn’t had a man for almost a year (after Uncle Valera, I hadn’t fucked anyone else) and I really wanted to feel a dick in my pussy... The road was long, it was evening, the men offered me a drink, Grisha went out to get champagne and it turned out that now I began to sit between them. While we were driving and chatting, I drank a bottle of champagne alone, and didn’t notice how drunk I was... Gradually Grisha began stroking my bare leg, getting closer to my panties, Kolya was ste
You're on a crowded bus out of town (for example, a friend called you to the dacha), the ride takes about 40 minutes, you squeeze into the back deck of the bus, and a whole crowd of people comes in behind you, a crush, you stand at the window, looking at the road running away from the bus, day It turned out to be very hot, you were wearing a very short, loose skirt and thin thong panties. At every stop, a breeze flies into the bus through the open doors, which pleasantly caresses your legs and your butt, which is almost not covered by panties... suddenly you feel that something is resting on your ass, and after a while you already quite clearly understand what is in your ass someone’s very excited penis rests against you, at first you wanted to be indignant, but a little later you realized that it was very pleasant for you to feel someone’s penis with your buttocks, it’s nice to know that they want you, and this elastic mound rubs so pleasantly against your ass, you yourself could no
As soon as Marina and I went to her, she immediately dropped to her knees right in the hallway and, jerking off my pants, began to suck my instantly erect penis. I had been fucking her for a couple of weeks already - my wife Lena went on a business trip abroad, and since I had no strength to abstain, I came to visit her best friend and, somehow it just happened, fucked her. I must say that Marina had a remarkable temperament, and she fucked with great pleasure (not like Lena), but her personal life was greatly complicated by the fact that at the age of 18 she stupidly got pregnant and gave birth, so now, at 27 her fairly grown-up son made her personal life quite complicated - and that’s understandable, who needs someone else’s offspring. Because of this, she rarely had lovers, and even those were all married. I was no exception either, but it seems that she was pleased that at least someone was fucking her almost every day several times in a row, even if it was her best friend’s husb
We sleep in the same bed... you, as usual, sleep at my feet... pressed against them... I wake up earlier... with the usual movement of my heel I begin to rub your face... you wake up... lick it a little to me, letting me know that you woke up and, out of habit, get up and suck my morning boner... you are, as always, gentle and magnificent in this matter... you swallow all the sperm and lick your dick clean... I push you away with my foot and stand up... We are going to the toilet... we are naked... however, as always after the night... you are my bedding... so you walk next to me on all fours, it turns out much slower than I walk, so I take you by the hair and drag you with me... it hurts... but you you endure... We’ve reached it... you lift the seat, take my dick in your hand and point it into the toilet... I’ve been pissing for a long time, because I’ve been fucking you all night, my faithful whore... Finally I’m done, you put the dick in your mouth, shake off the last drops
I want to talk about one of my novels with a very interesting and sexy man. His name is Dima, 29 years old, short brown-haired with unusually beautiful green eyes. My name is Lina, a slender 22-year-old girl with long light brown hair. We met at the same company, my friend worked there, I went to her, she introduced me to Dmitry. I will never forget how he looked at me with his languid gaze of narrowed eyes, pleasant manners, courageous physique, strong-willed chin, and even Scorpio according to the zodiac sign - the most temperamental and passionate sign. Since then, I began to visit my friend at that company more often, until I hinted to him that I liked him and left my phone number. In my youth, I graduated from art school, so I decided to draw his portrait from memory and sent it to him by mail. Dima called, thanked him for the portrait and offered to meet. There was a heavy downpour, we were driving around the city at night, a continuous wall of rain almost drowned out our conve
Seryoga and Svetka had been married for twelve years. Of course, at first the sex was constant and passionate. Then, when I became a habit, I did it less and less. But there is one thing. They got married in Soviet times, and now, when enterprises were closed one after another, it was difficult. However, both Seryoga and Svetka did not lose their jobs; moreover, they found additional income. This is where the problems started. Because either one or the other was not at home. Then they realized what life without sex means. But sometimes their weekends coincided. This is the coincidence I want to talk about. This time not only the weekend coincided, but Seryoga also took an additional day off. We've been home since lunch. After work, Seryoga took a nap, and Svetka worked with her daughters. Then Seryoga checked his homework, and Svetka slept a little. Finally, everyone gathered together in the kitchen for evening tea. And then the daughters announced that since they had a celebra
A month before his release from the colony, Vasily already knew that documents were being prepared for him, but he decided not to notify his wife about this, he wanted to surprise her. And so, he boarded a reserved seat car of the train, so that four days later he would get off in his city and go home, after many years of absence. The conductor brought him tea. Vasily drank a glass of tea with lump sugar with pleasure. He couldn’t believe that his imprisonment was over. He closed his eyes and found himself in the restaurant where they were celebrating his friend Kolya’s birthday. Vasily got drunk as hell, had little control over himself, and when a fight broke out with the guys from the next table, he intervened. He remembers the rest vaguely... In the morning he woke up in a pre-trial detention center. Interrogation of the investigator, meeting with his wife, who in tears confirmed that he had stabbed one of the fighters to death with a knife. Court. They gave him 8 years. He was
... Desire burned them. He pressed his lips to hers and she reciprocated. This time they had no time for tenderness. I wanted to release those wild animal feelings that sit in everyone. He undressed her with unusual rudeness, and she, in turn, enjoyed her helplessness. - Take me. I want to be your whore. - she said. And now these words were sweet as honey to his ears. She knelt down and watered his lower abdomen with kisses, and her hands did not gently walk over his body as usual, but dug her nails into his back and buttocks. Now he had no time for pain, he understood perfectly well that in front of him was no longer a modest girl, but a slutty, passionate lioness who thirsts for love. He was exhausted with impatience to plunge his hot and excited member into her sweet mouth, and she, seeing this, was in no hurry to make concessions. - I can’t take it anymore, take it! - he said in an uneven, shaking voice, practically begging. Now she was in charge, and it gave him pleasure t
Lyuda and Igor met on a dating site and after two months of communication they decided to meet. They both lived in the same city. It was difficult for the woman to agree to the meeting, since she had already been burned once in her life... Luda married her classmate Igor. Relatives from both sides gathered and had a fun wedding. That day, for the first time, she saw what her chosen one could be like when he drinks and how he falls for other girls... On their wedding night, Igor, throwing away all delicacy, without preparation, actually took Luda, who was a virgin, by force. She was in pain, she screamed, pushed her husband away, cried, but her drunken husband was relentless and got his way... For a whole month, Luda did not let her husband near her, she had an aversion to sex. Igor waited patiently, but did not waste any time. Almost every day, after classes, he found various reasons not to be at home in the evening, to meet with his former passions and enjoy love with them. Lena
Have you ever heard of a place called New Orleans? It's a magical city where the fun never seems to stop, and for jazz lovers it's a paradise. Emily, who had recently moved here from the big city, enjoyed the atmosphere of Orleans. After ten years in a noisy, gloomy, even sometimes evil New York, here Em (as her friends called her) found peace. Today was a warm day and the only thing to do was meet the movers and finally furnish my apartment with furniture. The decision to move was sudden, but the location was not accidental. She traveled to this city a couple of times for work and it simply captivated her. Many will say that Emily was running away from problems, but this is not so; before leaving, she completed all the important things and turned the page of this life. On the day of her arrival in New Orleans, Em's friends threw a party and a new life began with the sounds of jazz and an ocean of positivity. Two months have already passed since the move. During this time, Em
The country house I needed appeared ahead, the navigator confirmed it. I parked, turned off the engine and headed towards the house. It was about 11 pm, but this house was not sleeping, it was bursting with the raging peals of club music and dazzling flashes of lighting equipment. - Well, go ahead guy. - I said and rang the doorbell. The door was opened by a completely unfamiliar guy who didn’t even pay any attention to me, he still continued to drink beer from his bottle and shake his head to the rhythm of the music. Well, okay, I thought and headed deeper into the house, making my way through the crowd of drinking and dancing boys and girls. - Great, Max! - A heavy hand fell on my shoulder. This would be my friend Zhenya. - Hello. - I answered and took the bottle he handed me. - How long ago did you start? - Yes, about an hour ago. - Zhenya answered me and took a sip from his glass. - She is here? - I asked, slowly looking around the crowd. - Yes, but she seems not
Svetlana Andreevna decided to rent out one of the rooms of her 3-room apartment. After my daughter entered the university in St. Petersburg, the apartment, one might say, was empty. The son asked to live with his father, her ex-husband. After which she herself sometimes spent the night in her parents’ apartment, since it was practically near her work. Why not rent out a room to someone visiting? Svetlana Andreevna worked as an accountant at a factory, the salary was stable, but not “fat”. The income from the proposed renting out of the room for housing would not be superfluous. I intended to hand over to women, girls, I would not like to see males. However, time passed, and there were no takers. There were calls, but after detailed questioning people refused. The reason was not the price, but the location. Finally, the bell rang. The voice was male, I wanted to immediately refuse, but the young voice on the other side of the phone said that he was satisfied with the price and locatio
The story is true, only the names have been changed. Juan and Conchita lived in the suburbs of Madrid. They have been together for many years, but their love and sexual passion for each other has not subsided at all. On this day they were going to fly on vacation to the Mediterranean island of Aphrodite. In the morning they took care of each other. Juan gave his beloved wife cunnilingus, from which she almost always came well. And he himself did not come yet, he decided to save more sexual tension before traveling together. And for good reason! The flight was not long, and now they were already at the hotel. It’s hot, so we immediately went swimming. It was already evening, the sky was dawning, and it was gradually getting dark. The couple went onto the pier, Juan jumped from it, and Conchita went down into the water. Let's swim. They loved to swim and knew how to do it well. We sailed away from the shore. There were yachts in the distance, but there were no people nearby, no one was
Exactly at 7:00 She opened his door. This happened every day, but each time it was different. Every day She came in the door, right on the threshold she stripped naked, casually throwing her clothes on the floor of the hallway, and then took out a small tunic from her purse - and then every day it was different: a short silk nightgown, a torn T-shirt with the coat of arms of Real Madrid, a beach poreo, corset, or whatever else her vast fantasy suggested - the main thing is that there would be nothing else under it. Then she went to the bedroom to Him. He slept. No, I didn't sleep. He was waiting for her. But for all the treasures of the world, he would not show that he is awake. Today He lay on His back and covered His head with His left hand. Peaceful and serene sleep. But she worked as his alarm clock. She was paid for this. And also because she made him coffee. And she knew her work perfectly - no matter what, she would wake Him up to the state when He would be able to perform feats
In the spring, I began to meet a very interesting-looking girl near the Ochakovo platform. Clearly Caucasian. I decided that she was Armenian. As it turned out later, I was not mistaken. The girl looks like fire: short, moderately plump, but not fat. I would say curvy. Thick long black hair, plump lips, big black eyes. The leather jacket fitted her large breasts, her legs were plump, but in moderation. Regular short skirt and heeled shoes. I really liked the girl, but did not approach her. Thought it was useless. It is not customary for representatives of southern nations to make acquaintances on the street like this. Yes, and sexual intercourse before marriage is not welcome. But the girl, as luck would have it, caught my eye almost every day. Once, already in May, I unloaded the goods into the pavilion, took the money, got ready to leave and ran into her face. More precisely, she flew into me with her gorgeous elastic breasts. - Oh, sorry, - the girl smiled and looked down. “Fo
And there is a hole in the old woman. I've never been lucky with young girls. They didn't have success. Why dont know. In short, at the age of nineteen, I realized that it is much better to have a non-committal relationship with a woman over forty than to experience novels with peers with violent showdowns, jealousy, betrayals, lies. Of course, it was very difficult to get acquainted with adult ladies and divorce them for sex, but it was possible. So he lived until the age of 23. Until I graduated from college and got a job. This is where I got into a story. By that time I had a car, not the worst, but not the most interesting job either. I made a lot of money at the time. He lived with his parents, but did not want to work for their small business. He helped, of course, as far as possible. No more. So. Once I drove by this same car to a friend who lives near the Universitet metro station. And, leaving his entrance, I noticed a completely gorgeous chick. That is, the first thing I