Stories in change
202 stories · Page 10- Mom, Sergei will come to us today, I invited him. Look at how we live, get to know you. - Lily ran out of her room, making a ponytail out of her hair on the run. - Well, in my opinion, it's time we get to know your boyfriend. - Elena picked up the bag loaded with groceries and went into the kitchen. Her daughter has been dating this guy for a month now. We met, as often happens now, at a disco. The daughter talked a little about him, it was still impossible to draw any conclusions, but something about this Sergei alarmed Elena. Her daughter is only 18, and her boyfriend is 21, but some kind of adult interest in Lily was felt in him. At 17 o'clock the doorbell rang, and Lily rushed headlong to open it. - Here, mom, this is Sergey! - The daughter enthusiastically introduced the tall, strong young man. He was not that handsome, but manly attractive. Especially his muscular shoulders and lanky eyes. - Hello. Sergey politely bowed his head, and under his unwavering gaze Elena felt
Today is Friday - do you know what I mean? We'll have dinner tonight. Of course, we have to do this on other days as well, but Friday is a special night. I don’t remember when or how it started, but just thinking about tonight with you makes my back arch, and I try to snuggle tightly against the chair at my desk so that my panties squeeze me as tightly as possible down there. I arch my lower back and press my pubis against the edge of the chair. No one will suspect anything: everyone is buried in the screens, absorbed in their numbers, and it will never even occur to anyone that a woman is sitting in front of them, rubbing her pubis against a chair, imperceptibly squeezing her breasts, and if possible, pinching, hiding behind the monitor, papillae .. Or maybe my fools see everything, but out of delicacy they pretend to be completely ignorant? Once one of them admitted that during her husband's business trip, which seems to last six months, she masturbated several times in the evening
1. Meeting on the river Standing over the flowing waters of Vetluzhanka, crouching low to the surface of the river, Oksana carefully washed her elastically raised breasts. Standing in the bushes, Timothy looked greedily at her protruding buttocks with cloven buttocks, and thirsted for her to the point of pain in the groin. She had recently married, so her body still retained its former girlish slenderness and elasticity of forms, but it was already feminine, convex and unusually alluring. He sometimes noticed that no, no, she would casually turn around at him, or, passing him, blushing in embarrassment, timidly greet him ... If they met without witnesses, and there were no strangers nearby, he tried to imperceptibly pinch her on the tight breasts, or frankly feel her feminine large ass. At the same time, she only blushed embarrassedly, and just as imperceptibly slapped him on an indiscreet hand, she swiftly slipped past him. And, behold, fate brought them together on this deser
When a girl has two boyfriends and she can’t stop at one, it’s so crazy when she can’t choose who to go on a date with ... because there are only seven days in a week, which means someone will get fewer evenings ... especially when they don't know about each other and they're both so hot and jealous... Playing innocent and remembering all the time what kind of perfume everyone loves... when they have sex in such different ways... when every night you only have time to pop home and fall asleep... when the excitement does not have time to pass and be in this state all the time... when one proudly leads to a new club... and you already know where you can hide and pull him there... when he he is amazed how I can find such places everywhere ... and after all, last week I hugged another here ... only then I knelt in front of him and sucked for the first time in the evening, and today I am laid out here on the table, protruding his ass pervertedly, and the only similarity is that this is also
So famously began the movement of his wife in the direction of free relationships slowed down slightly. Sasha decided to get married, so he was no longer considered as a partner. The dream of double penetration has remained a dream. My wife went to Sergei once more, got what she wanted, and somehow her excitement subsided from these meetings. Although I allowed at any time, any day, but the ardor somehow faded. I realized that steps must be taken so that the process of initiating the sex-wife does not stop. It was necessary to bring in a fresh stream, so I had to crawl through the sites, look for a new lover for my wife. I set out to have a member of at least 20 centimeters. Finally, I agreed with Grigory, met in a cafe, explained what and how my wife loves, asked me to bring a certificate, since I assumed communication without a condom (well, my wife doesn’t like it with a condom, but I don’t like it myself). A week later, Grigory brought a certificate and declared that he was ready
Virgo was her zodiac sign. Who knows, maybe that's why I immediately noticed her when she showed up at my work. In general, I was lucky with the "virgins" in my life. The story with this one began with the fact that she sat down on the edge of my table, I got up, we met, talked. She was incredibly sexy. At some point, she raised her hand to straighten her hair, and I must say that her hair was magnificent - a heavy golden mane. So, she raises her hand and through the wide sleeve of her summer shirt, which turns out to be right in front of my eyes, I suddenly see an unrestricted, small, with a neat, slightly protruding papilla, breasts. I read somewhere that the ideal woman's breasts should fit under the man's palm. I swear I saw my ideal! She lowered her hand, but even today, closing my eyes, I see this picture as if in reality. We became friends and rejoiced when we could be together. Her sex appeal did not leave any man indifferent, her sliding gait, hair, hip bend and so
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
After my daughter was two and a half years old, I came to the conclusion that I would never lose weight ... I was too lazy and could not deny myself the pleasure of sitting in the evening with a glass of good red wine. But summer has come and a real heat has come to Germany. The temperature in the shade went off scale over forty, I didn’t feel like eating at all, I could only drink water, and it flowed all over my body. After a week of this torture, I noticed that my face was somewhat sunken and my eyes were sunken, as once in Russia, when there was no money for food ... After another week of the same heat, I decided to stand on the scales and could not believe my eyes. .. 55.5... It was just incredible, in two weeks, I was almost back to my normal weight, dropping at least 15 kilograms... I couldn’t believe my eyes and began to spin in front of the mirror ... What I was able to see there suited me perfectly: the stomach was pulled in ... the fat on the sides disappeared, the arms
The day started as usual. I went to a restaurant to have breakfast and met my old friend there. He was having breakfast there with his colleague and, after introducing me to Jenny, invited me to join them. The conversation over the meal began with generalities, but soon turned to our absent spouses. Jenny, speaking of her husband, remarked that she and her husband were married in a common-law marriage and that they adhered to the rules not to prevent each other from seeing other people. Dave was very conservative and, besides, only recently married, and such a frank statement embarrassed him. Soon he remembered about the unfinished work and excused himself and left. Jenny and I were left alone. We had a few drinks and began to discuss our sexual preferences quite frankly. Jenny leans forward and whispers, "Do you remember how much you wanted to fuck when you were puberty? That's how I feel all the time." By now I had a strong erection. I said that I really liked panties, and that n
Stanislav Sergeevich watched the entrance to the office from the window of his office. He often did this in order to scold the guards who lazily strolled at the entrance and flirted with passing employees. A similar picture was happening now: the security guard enthusiastically glued the girl waiting at the entrance, not an employee. The silhouette of the stranger was exciting: a straight back, a thin waist, tied with a cloak belt, slender legs in boots, blond straight hair. S.S.'s face was not visible. An obtuse elderly manager came out of the door. pharmacy point, who does not know how to keep financial records, was reprimanded and heavily fined for this by order of S.S. A minute ago, he personally asked for an appointment with the owner of a pharmaceutical company, asked him for something, but the busy S.S., having listened to him half-heartedly, did not cancel his order for a fine. The girl rushed to the old man: a serious, smart, worried, beautiful face. She hugged the man and h
- You, spouses? - Tatyana Petrovna asked, realizing that they would most likely lie to her, but they were not going to lie. - Not! What do you! We don't know each other at all! - In fright, waving her hands, the young woman answered. This man is not even familiar to me. “We are really strangers to each other,” the elderly man confirmed to the professorial appearance. - It's a pity, because I have only one free room left, for the spouses. - Tell me, can we somehow share it? - Resigning herself to the prospect of living with a stranger to her man (a decent kind of person), Irina Sergeevna asked hopefully. - Not. Hardly. There is only one double bed in it, there is not even a sofa, - anticipating what she would say, the hostess noticed. - What do we do? The man asked her, somewhat confused. “I don’t have enough money to pay for two of her. “I also don’t have extra money,” the woman supported him. - I advise you to agree, and settle together. You will not quarrel among your
Charm and anticipation has gone from their relationship, replaced by semi-legitimate cooperation. Sex, exciting and unbridled, continued to bind them, giving not joy, no, but the satisfaction of mutual dark lustful desires. She stopped dreaming. The work, as before, was interesting, the smack of obvious danger and illegality intensified the brightness of the spicy impressions she received, including sexual ones. She again lived, in obedience to habit, without joy and warmth, and once answered the call of Sergei, who systematically called her without an answer. They met, the genuine joy of the guy was transferred to her, she was surprised to understand that she missed simple, sincere, disinterested relationships. They walked and talked for a long time like in the summer, he took her hand, she did not take it away. They began to meet, rarely, carving out minutes from mutual employment. He invited her to his small bachelor apartment and timidly said that he would be happy if she did n
Among my clients there was one point in Ochakovo. Once I stop by, and the saleswoman Lyubka, a broken woman of about thirty-five, is playfully disposed. The owner of the outlet, a heavyset man, said as he left: - Be careful, I'll hold it. “But I don’t mind,” Liubka answered. After these words, I looked at her. Although, at that time, I was just in the midst of a relationship with Ksenia and I didn’t attach too much importance to Lyubkin’s statements. Although, she was pretty enough. Slim, short. A brown-haired woman with a pleasant face. I was making eyes and her partner Nina. - If I were younger, we would have stirred up with you, - she said. But Nina was painfully unattractive. But Lyubka is like that, nothing. And also builds eyes. The first time I squeezed her a day after Ksyukhin's departure. “What, people will see,” she stammered. So she teased me for two weeks. I come, she makes eyes, flirts. Like I'm young, hot. And when it comes down to it, everything is clamped.
This story happened to me five years ago. My friends and I went on a hike. There were 10 of us - 6 men and 4 women. I was supposed to sleep in a tent with Vadim, but he fell ill and did not come to the station. I had already decided that I would sleep alone, but on the first evening of our trip we were so cold that I decided to invite one of our women, Larisa, to my tent. She was no longer young, however, like me, but still very attractive and sexy. She immediately brought her things and began to make the bed. One sleeping bag was put down, and the second one was covered. First they lay down in their clothes, and it was cold. Then I plucked up the courage and put my arms around her waist. It became much warmer, then my cheeks began to burn, and I touched my cheek to her face. She lay silently, and only her deep and frequent breathing said that she liked everything that was happening. It soon became so hot that we had to take off some of our clothes, and we were left in T-shirts and
- Do you love me? - It seems that we agreed not to ask such stupid questions ... There is no love. - Okay. Differently. Do you like me? - You may like your favorite shirt, and a new mobile ... - You don’t love, you don’t like me ... Then nothing keeps you near me ... But I'm around... This is how every morning started. She, lying next to him, drew inconceivable patterns on his skin with her finger. She didn't need anything else. Only he and that's all ... Without him, she did not imagine her life at all. Maybe it was stupid, but he was the meaning of her life. And he looked at the ceiling, thinking that today was another difficult day. It seemed that nothing bothered him, even the girl lying next to him, the one near whom he wakes up for the hundredth or thousandth morning. Nothing connected them. Is that the bed ... But, "sex is not a reason for dating", is not it? They lived together in an apartment that belonged entirely to him. She came home every day in fear
I was told this story of hers (once, under a very good drunk) by my very good friend, with whom at the time of work at the company we had some pleasant confidential (but not long-term close ones, unfortunately - three times with camouflage after a working day on the occasion of some - some holidays on a little drunk do not count, of course, but both caught euphoria) relationship at one time and with whom we worked in one good foreign company. Elvira worked as the chief economist, practically, which meant financial director, I am the only lawyer in the company. Elya, who was 36 years old then, and I am 30, I must say, in our company, was probably the most proud and not giving married young woman with two offspring, although other women of all ages unceremoniously got rid of completely in our sabantuis, pushing them apart without any problems legs and getting all the pleasures from male members, even dancing naked on banquet tables, moving food along the edge. Everyone fucked each othe
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
For 5 years I "worked" as a housekeeper in a wealthy family... He is an official, she kept a private clinic... Only my wife hired domestic servants, when she accepted a job, she wanted to examine me naked, and then said that before I started, I should be sterilized. They say attractive, two times younger than her, and her husband is greedy for all skirts. So that she would not even have thoughts that I could fly from him. I went nuts, but she offered a very high salary, and the guy left me with a little daughter in his arms, all in debt ... Such a situation was that she agreed, especially since she didn’t plan to give birth anymore. I had an operation for free in her own clinic, and after 3 weeks I could already start working... And I won’t hide it, she turned out to be right ... I’ve had it with her husband more than once ... I won’t say that right away, about six months later and not entirely by my will, I just didn’t resist much. I almost didn’t even mind ... he courted beauti
The year before last, in the month of November, I don't remember exactly... But the events are still fresh, as if it were a week ago. My wife was in the hospital for preservation, and I was alone at home, and toiled from the point, thinking about what to do with myself. But then I got a call from my wife's niece, Katerina. We have known each other for a long time, and we had a very good relationship. Well followed by a typical conversation. — Hello, Vova. This is Katya, how are you, what are you doing? Hi, I don't do anything. Tanya is in the hospital, I miss being at home. - And I'm bored ... If you want to come, it will be more fun together. - Come, otherwise I'm dying of anguish ... - All right, wait. I will soon. And gave up. In order to pass the time before arrival, Katerina decided to clean up a bit, put things in order in the apartment. An hour later, the intercom rang, Katya arrived ... - Hi Vov. - Hello Katyusha, come on in. I helped Katya take off her oute
Hello. My name is Dasha and I... No, not so fast. Hello, my name is Dasha and I would like to introduce myself. I'm 26, fairly slim, size 3, single. It seems kind, good, I love my friends, girlfriends, and they love me. What else is important to know? Oh, and also the fact that I recently discovered my “dark side”, my alter ego, which turned out to be the complete opposite of the me that I considered myself to be. It started like most incredible stories - spontaneously and unexpectedly. I have a best friend, Tanya. Blonde beauty, well-groomed and slim. Damn, always envied her figure. We met her already in the first year of linguistics, since then not a day has passed that we did not quarrel with her, but that's why she is the BEST friend. For several years now, she and her boyfriend have been renting an apartment, and I often visit them to chat, drink tea or something stronger. Tanya somehow got on with her personal life, she knows how to tame, but I’ve been missing for more than a