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334 stories · Page 16Episode 1 ... You stand completely naked near the open closet and thoughtfully sort out your outfits. Finally, you opt for a super short open evening dress - extremely frank, not so much dressing as undressing you. - How? - a questioning look in my direction. - Thing! - I appreciate. You straighten your dress on the bed and pull out your panties. You look doubtfully at the thinnest fabric of the dress and take others - a purely symbolic lace rag on strings. With deft movements, slightly twisting your hips, you put them on - panties barely cover your pubis. In the summer, you removed your pubic hair, leaving your favorite "fashionable" haircut, and yet the most cheeky hairs peeked out from behind the lacy edges of the panties. I look at you with pleasure: an even tan covers your entire body. Following the example of all the local young (and not only) ladies, you sunbathe topless - bras from swimsuits remained at the bottom of the suitcase. At first, you were a little embarrassed
She flew on a plane to rest. Although she flew in a large company, she, as always, was lonely. The flight was a full two hours, but it wasn't that long for her. She loved to be alone, didn't like to talk... and that's why she stuck headphones in her ears and closed her eyes, fencing herself off from her neighbor in the armchair... in the next one, on the other hand, her daughter was already snoring, covered with a blanket... She closed her eyes and immediately pictures of the recent past floated before my eyes... She saw herself in the office, at her desk ... there are several more tables in the office, because she is not alone in it ... but the girls are not curious, everyone is used to doing their own thing and not getting into other people's monitors ... It was still only a day, but she was already nervous... because she knew that today he promised to come... the first time she would see him... the first time since they met... she had never met on the Internet before, not she tr
On a sunny May morning, his feet stepped on the already hot Voronezh soil, and his gaze touched her, passing over her beautiful body, literally devouring her from head to toe ... God, it flashed through his head how beautiful your creation is sometimes. Seeing the smile on her face, he said hello to her, and his lips reached out to her, hers parted to him in response: definitely, there is no sweeter lips than hers. Her beautiful legs were covered with dark black stockings, and her gaze devoured the hollow between her large breasts, whose forms protruded so sweetly, and, looking at them, it pleasantly caught her breath, imagining her penis between them, lovely, but when will he touch them? ..Thinking so, they reached the taxi, and sitting in the back seat, again indulged in caresses. God, how beautiful her hands are. Here is the house, the sun, the entrance. Rise, door, lock, kiss and here it is, the house, now they are already together. Hands reaching out to her, he no longer has the
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
I was 22 at the time and he was 21. Having invited him to my home, I did not stand on ceremony, but immediately took him to my bedroom. At first, we chatted, laughed, joked, kissed ... For me, it's a common thing, with a kiss, to caress a guy wherever I get it! But for him it was the first time, he said the phrase that he was not ready. I thought, does he really expect sex? Hmm... yes... so open. Although it was necessary to count on sex. Turned out he was a virgin! I had almost everything, but never had sex with a virgin! Without hesitation, I decided to tease him, but after starting a game, I started playing myself. I climbed on top of him and threw him on the bed, I began to move on him, rubbing against his penis, which protruded so much through my jeans. I began to slowly unzip my fly, he was breathing so intermittently. It made my head spin. I took out his penis and began to smoothly move my hand from the head of his penis to the base, I felt the lubricant come out of it,
This is a real story that happened to me and I'm just glad that now I know how wonderful it is to be a girl in a man's arms. I will not go into details when I felt that a girl. Girls as sexual partners ceased to excite me a long time ago, but their natural data captured me completely and the further the more I like it, what beautiful underwear they wear panties, stockings, peignoirs, just beauty. So over time, repeating and watching this beautiful human race, I learned to use cosmetics, removed all hair from my body, keep a diet, manicure, pedicure, and I just can’t tear myself away from the mirror, my height is 180 cm, weight 68 kg ., thin waist, round ass, the only thing is that I looked like this only at home, my work does not allow me to open up, this is simply unacceptable. I like to watch porn movies, I have always envied these actresses how they are used, they are ordered to crawl doggystyle, wag their ass, caress their holes, vagina, anus, suck huge phalluses and with what
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
Characters: Katya is a miniature blonde of 36 years old, practically with a girlish body, a high-ranking leader, married, a resident of a large city, strict with her subordinates, the burden of responsibility presses both at work and in the family. Unknown - a guy of average height, fit build, owner of a small car service, 37 years old, calm character, married, loves power over women, a resident of the same city. Katya stood in the middle of the park, admiring the lush greenery and awakening nature, waiting for the unknown person whom she agreed to meet on the site after a short correspondence. - Greetings, object Katya No. 9995; A slap on the ass, covered in a white dress, turned out to be unexpectedly ringing and attracted the attention of passers-by. She gasped in surprise and turned around. Next to the contented smirk was a Russian smart guy, barely as tall as her (after all, she was wearing her favorite shoes with 10 cm heels). - Let's go - the guy said and confidently
Natasha arrived only in the evening to inspect the progress of repairs in the apartment. A team of Moldovan builders was already resting, sitting at the table and making fried potatoes with cracklings right from the frying pan. There were tomatoes and cucumbers in a bowl on the table, a pile of salt was sprinkled on a piece of newsprint, an open pack of margarine lay next to it, and there was an open half-liter bottle, already half empty. The team is three men. For the brigadier, wiry, about fifty, Nikolai, he is Nikolai. The man is gloomy and looks dangerous. The other two, rosy-cheeked, thick, with a belly, Misha, and the joker Sasha, aka Sando, both 30 years old. Natasha looked around the rooms. The repair was, of course, a C grade - so believe the recommendations of your friends - but if you close your eyes, tolerable. Nikolai followed her around the large apartment in silence, like a shadow. He was sullenly silent in response to the remarks, only twisting his mouth. We got to
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
An absolutely wild story that could not happen to any girl in real life. However, in those worlds and fantasies where anyone can be fucked anywhere, this could happen and happened. Summer warm day. A park. City center. In the past, Alexandra, an excellent student at one of the main lyceums in the city, and now a graduate with a red diploma from the leading university in the city, decided to arrange a light photo shoot for herself, taking her friend with her. What does our Sasha look like? Low - 163-165 cm. Thin, but with a small tummy. Blonde with long hair slightly curly hair. Small breasts and elastic medium ass, which is nice to grab onto. The photo session was going great, they were already ready to go home when a guy jumped up to Sasha and began to greedily paw her at one of the trees - the final place for photos. He pressed her to the trunk and climbed his hands under the blouse, which shone through absolutely everything. His already erect member was rubbing against Sas
Introduction. - Let's! Fuck her! - Natasha squealed, while I hovered over the naked twenty-year-old beauty Alice prone on the bed. She was in a deep sleep under sleeping pills. Natasha's face was angry and pleased, but my penis stood and trembled. For some reason, Natasha held Alice's hands, she probably just liked to feel the power. - What have you become! Stick your pichushka in her cunt! Natasha hissed and spat in anger. She was Alice's dorm roommate and hated Alice. I looked at the tanned body of the girl below me. Beautiful brunette with a gorgeous body. Neat breasts, juicy ass and beautiful strong legs. I put my hand on a bulging shaved pubis. Natasha hated Alice because she was beautiful, and periodically teased Natasha for her lisp. I ran my hands over the tanned body, squeezing Alice's boobs in my hands. — Yes, that's it! Pop her! To be honest, I was on the verge of a crime. But then I got a better idea. Picking up my phone, I took a few shots of Alice sleeping
Sergei Alexandrovich is a tall, plump man of about 40. He teaches higher mathematics at the university. And he loves his profession, first of all, because his couples are mostly beautiful young girls: some look like whores, some like gray mice, and some (Sergey Alexandrovich's favorite kind of students) like cute prudes. It is them that the professor imagines in the shower or in bed on lonely evenings, when he jerks off his big, heavy penis with protruding veins. He often makes ambiguous hints to girls, and flocks of students do not call him anything other than an old pervert. A couple of times in his practice, he even put the highest score for a blowjob or sex on the teacher's table. But basically all the girls who decide questions on credits in this way are not at all cute prudes, which Sergey Alexandrovich loves. And, one day, tired of student whores, the professor had an idea. The last lesson was for students of biology. Sergei Alexandrovich noticed in advance the girl completely
Waking up on Saturday, turning around, I saw Lena's attentive gaze. She kept looking into my eyes. Then she leaned towards me and began to lick her stomach with light movements, sank lower with her teeth, hooked an elastic band and pulled off her panties. Throwing them away with a sharp turn of her head to the side, Lena returned to her feet and began to rise back, simultaneously covering her feet, shins, and hips with kisses. She ran her tongue over her pubis, and, burying her face in her groin, began to lick the joints of her thighs and crotch. - Hmm, not bad. Honey, it looks like after the sport you can give yourself to lick. From the ears to the ass and heels, right, honey? — Dear, it seems to me that you are quite insolent, however, you really have one desire. - Right. And twenty-one stack moves. “Hmm, well, we can play. - Lena lowered her head back, and, after licking several times, took the eggs in her mouth and began to suck them gently. A minute later, releasing my bel
Another one of my old fantasy about Olenka. Fantasy each time received more and more details and finally found enough of them to take shape in a single story. So... I, Fedor, Peter, Andrey and Matvey waited for the moment when you worked at the car wash in the afternoon and were alone for 3 hours. This was enough to carry out the plan. I was dressed simply in summer, T-shirt, jeans, sneakers and a mask. I knew you'd still recognize me, but it was protection from security cameras. The guys were dressed in riot police uniforms. I went in first, went through the hall where they wash cars, there was no one in it, put on a mask and went further to the waiting room for customers and the administrator. That administrator was you, Olenka. Slender, very beautiful blonde, with long curly hair, with brown luxurious eyes. Your forms excited me very much and forced me to fantasize regularly on your topic during masturbation. And, most importantly, these forms and your sweet, very feminine face, l
Background - several years of marriage, good relationship, pleasant sex a couple of times a week, a little more often - a blowjob. Of course, I wanted a little more often and, at times, experiments, but my wife began to violently resent. The wife is a brunette of medium height with a regular oval face, expressive dark eyes and beautifully defined lips. With a figure, too, everything is fine - medium-sized breasts, a pronounced waist, sloping hips. Tight ass - on the beach, men are often seen off with envious, and girls with displeased looks. It all started when I came home from a corporate party on the occasion of the end of a common two-week internship in a neighboring city. There was, oddly enough, really a lot of work and no time for flirting. I drank a little at Sabantuy and was teased by a brown-haired trainee from the neighboring department, who danced, snuggled up, and ... urgently ran home after her husband called. Arriving home, he was greeted with a question that he was
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
A blush covered Liza's face thickly, her thoughts were confused, and her eyes were stuck on a branch of a poplar tree swaying in the window, illuminated by the spring sun. The girl was unable to control herself and turn her eyes from the window to her classmates, timid and silent, not like 10 minutes ago. And where did their courage and audacity go when things took the expected, but such an exciting turn? No one dared to take the first step, or even rush a classmate. Lisa, not looking at the guys, embarrassed, with shaking hands began to unbutton the naughty buttons. One by one, they loosened the hem of a white shirt, revealing a strip of the girl's tanned body. In painful silence, Lisa's blurry gaze passed over the faces of shy students, gradually the loud throbbing in the ears and dizziness were replaced by a feeling of excitement and lust. All four guys stood in front of Lisa and waited for what they had been striving for the whole 1st year to happen. Gradually, the numbness let g
Midnight empty park. We are walking along empty alleys - now it is the middle of the week, and those who have to get up tomorrow are already sleeping in their stuffy apartments. Speaking of some trifles like books and music, we go deep into the depths, where few people go even during the day. But we can, we are local, we know every path here. And down an inconspicuous staircase we descend into darkness. There, where a spring beats from under the limestone slabs. Fires are burning somewhere above, and here, near the spring, only their reflections. And if someone, approaching the edge of the cliff, looks down, he will certainly not hear or see us. We all also talk about trifles. Does it make sense to talk about serious things at night? I'm half-sitting on the cold granite fence. The girl paces back and forth, talking about something. For a second, she stops in front of me, and that's enough for me. My hands rest on her waist, drawing her towards me. I see her slightly confused ey
Yegor, the boss, burned Elena as she was stealing money from the company's safe, for her silence she promised to do anything, and also that she would not steal anymore. Yegor thought he said that Elena should become his slave for 3 months and do everything that comes into his head. The girl agreed. Elena is a young employee of a small cleaning company. The girl was 23 years old and she came here 3 months ago, she was good-looking: large breasts of size 5, a very thin waist and an elastic ass, liked not only the guys, but also the girls surrounded by Lena, and as if golden hair just drove anyone crazy . She did not think to steal, but circumstances forced her to do so. Elena led a very spendthrift life and most of the money was spent on useless purchases, so she took out a debt, but could not repay ... And when Yegor saw her stealing, this was the first and last time of her act of this kind. After explaining the situation to the guy, Lena waited for his answer. Egor, thinking, answe