Chris was going to spend the next weekend outside the city. He inherited a small cozy house on the ocean coast from a lonely aunt who died at a very old age a few years ago. Chris hit the road on Friday afternoon. His brand new "Nissan" with a barely audible rustle rushed along the asphalt, which seemed to have melted from the heat. When someone voted on the side of the road, Chris braked more mechanically than willingly. Through the glass of the right door lowered to half, a burning brunette looked into the salon. Skillfully applied make-up made her face unexpectedly interesting and attractive. Chris gladly took a companion. Light chatter brightened up the monotony of the road. It soon became clear that she was going to visit a friend who lives near Chris. Chris was pleased from time to time to look at the tanned relief legs of a fellow traveler, nonchalantly chirping in the front seat. When it turned out that the girl's name was Sheila, he sadly remembered that that was the name
Halloween parties exist for only one reason once you’re past trick or treat age - to dress up slutty and have as much fun as possible before morning dawns and normal life resumes. I’ve worn my fair share of slutty outfits - slutty nurse, slutty Wonder Woman, slutty Harley Quinn. They’re all variations on crazy short shirts and low cut tops. And they’ve all worked. But they all have the same problem - there’s almost always someone else dressed as the same thing. And even if they’re not the exact same thing they have the same things in common, so standing out of a crowd can be tricky. Sure you’ll pull eventually, but it can add extra time before you get to the fun. But I’ve solved it. Blowjob ghost. It’s very simple. Pale face, red lips, short black skirt, tight low cut black suspiciously stained vest and a sign around your neck that says ‘blowjob ghost’. Within the first five minutes at the party I had a guy ask me what a blowjob ghost was. Within another five minutes I was showing
First of all, English is not my first language, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes I could make while trying to write this. Hello everyone, my name is A and I am 28 years old and I have been in a relationship for 6 years with my boyfriend M, who is 29. We have a pretty solid relationship but at the beginning of this year, our sex life started to get worse and worse. Sex was pretty boring and it was more routine than pleasure, so after talking about it for a long time, we decided that for the rest of the year, we were gonna have an open relationship. Basically, we are allowed to go on dates, flirt, make out or even have sex with other people. With two conditions: it has to be a one time thing (no dates or sex with the same person more than once, and that we have to let the other one know and share the details afterwards. We both had some cool experiences so far and we figured out that this was actually making our relationship stronger and improving sex in a great way. So,
Had a boyfriend some time ago who was incredibly sexually active and I had a great relationship with. (These two things usually go hand in hand for me.) Once we had delved into the realms of kink, I found out there was a lot he had never tried. He ended up loving bondage, I already had an inkling that he was going to like mommy and pregnancy kinks and I ended up being right. However while we explored these kinks, the one he avoided entirely and had no interest in even talking about was anal. So I avoided it for the time being, but knew it wouldn't last. It was something I had already done by myself a few times and enjoyed a lot, so I wanted to try it with a real dick very badly. The relationship progressed without it, and eventually things started to fall apart. We became long distance when I left for school so the times we could see each other were rare, not to mention the times we could fuck. At the same time, I had developed a group of friends on campus in a physics class, all o
I tend to be a private personn but I thought I’d give it a shot and share my story. I recently started my career in academia after completing my PhD. I’m now working at a large academic institution on the east coast as an adjunct professor. I’m in my late 30’s and have been married to since my mid 20’s. Moving across the country for my new job has put quite some strain on our relationship. I’ve been under a lot of stress with trying to familiarize myself with the new position, managing my teaching course load, and just everything in my personal life. I’ve had to teach courses as a TA during my doctorate studies, but being the actual prof entailed so much more stress. I was barely sleeping 4-5 hours each night prior to the start of the course just so I could make sure the materials I prepared were perfect and that I’d be ready for anything thrown at me. The course started without a hitch. Students were great in class, my PowerPoints had no issues, everything had gone accor
I'd like to express that this is my first story. Please be gentle with your responses. Story is true, but names are not, for obvious reasons. My wife and I have been very happy in our 10 year marriage. I've got two boys of my own, whom don't live with me and she has three kids also on their own. In the last few months it's been horrendous. First my wife was diagnosed with breast cancer. To which she had a breast removed and now is cancer free. Then as she was recovering from the surgery, we had a house fire. As the house fire was being put out I realized that I only had a bathrobe on, with nothing underneath. I was sitting in a chair and my DIL had asked me if I needed a blanket to "Umm" cover up. I looked down and saw that my dick and balls were hanging out. Immediately embarrassed I said that would be a good idea. Fast forward a couple of weeks. My DIL came over to see her mom inlaw and to see if we needed anything. I told her that her mom was out, with friends and I was sit
So this happened last night (tech a few hrs ago ). My friends and I decided to go out for a drink after work and started with a few beers at the neighborhood bar. eventually we got a bit tipsy and one of my friends suggests we go to a strip club near by because she's never been. It was at this point where she said "I should change" and reveals that her top was actually a shorter tight dress underneath and takes off the sweater wrapped around her shoulders and reveals her amazing cleavage. I had seen them before but my god that dress was really tight and she wasn't wearing a bra and I couldn't take my eyes off them. So we reach the strip club and go in and these dancers come to us and start doing their thing and we being tipping. Eventually one of the girls asks me if I want a private dance to which I respond I will pay for one but to give it to my friend. The dancer starts grinding on her while she sits in her chair even puts her hands on her tits and to my surprise grabs my friends t
I’m a lecturer at a college here in the west coast USA. This happened a couple weeks ago during the new semester. I was teaching this 8 AM seminar with a class size of about 20 students. It’s one of those where you end up recognizing everyone in the class. There was this male student who I was attracted to immediately. Athletic, muscular, tall, basically just fucking hot. He’s like maybe 20 years old. Obviously nothing happened for the first few classes. He had a habit of arriving to class late, so in the second week I had a chat with him about punctuality. I was surprised by how apologetic he was since he genuinely felt bad that he was being disruptive to the class by being late. He told me that he was having issues with his girlfriend, not sleeping much, so he had been struggling to wake up for 8 am class. In response to what he told me, I just blurted out that he was welcome to visit me during office hours so I could give him extra support for the class. Well guess what? The
There's a thing about holding hands in Korea. It's normal for friends, it's normal for couples, it's not normal for a foreigner and some girl whose boyfriend apparently isn't enough for her. Weird, right? /s That said, I was extra surprised when, as we were walking, she took my hand. I wondered if she might run into somebody she knows, or if she was worried we'd be seen, but she smiled and seemed to not have a care in the world. Good enough for me. We'd grown close in my short time there. When we got to quieter areas, she'd steal a kiss from me. And when we wandered off the path, we'd make out intensely, but just for a second, or until we heard the rustling of somebody approaching us. It escalated each time. First just a few seconds of tongue. Next time, slightly longer. The time after that, a bit of grinding added in. Next, some groping. We were building pressure to the point where I was ready to pounce on her at the drop of a hat. We took our time, getting plenty distracted as
Let me begin by saying this was a situation that never crossed my mind as ever becoming a reality. I am a mid 40s guy, I do stay in very good shape, but I have never been that guy that women want to hook up with without getting to know me. My game was always built on being funny and charming and certainly I never get there on looks alone. I had a lot of travel time today so wanted to capture this with as much detail while it is fresh on my memory. A recent business trip took me to the upper Midwest where one of my close friends’ daughter attends college. I have known this girl, let’s call her Savannah, since she was born. Her original dad took off when she was less than one years old and I played the role of Dad until her mom remarried (also to one of my other closest friends). To describe Savannah, she is a very bubbly, down to earth 23-year-old that dresses like a girly girl but acts more like a tomboy. She always talks to me about topics she did not want to bring up with her own pa
A few days ago I was sunbathing in my backyard with my top off hoping to get some color, I didn’t assume anything was the matter until I turned over to tan my front and saw my neighbor peeking over the fence. I was a little embarrassed at first but let it go since I’m sure he appreciated the view, I grabbed my tanning oil and lathered up my boobs hoping he was still watching and getting rock hard. I tied my best to act oblivious but it was definitely more challenging than I thought. He is a decently good-looking kid so I hope he comes back for more because I’m definitely going to keep teasing him. What do you think I should do to get his attention next, I’m very open to suggestions.
My best friend was got married this summer. He'd asked me to be his best man. We'd originally met in college, and I was there during the early years of his relationship with his wife. I was excited for them to get married. The part I wasn't looking forward to was the speech I had to give—public speaking is tough. I felt a lot of pressure to deliver a really great speech. My friend was hoping for it to be funny, with little stories from our time together as friends. However, I wanted it to be audience-appropriate and heart-warming too. I wanted everyone to be pleasantly surprised by some clever humour and touching moments. I had set my sights high. Well, I didn't end up writing it until a week before the wedding (I mean, I only had over a year to prepare) ... But I guess I work well under pressure; I managed to get something fairly structured down on paper (the notes app actually—which I then printed out). I broke it down into sections and rehearsed eac
This happened four maybe five years ago now, I was visiting my cousin's and just catch up with the family really. I've always had feelings for her since I can remember she was the first woman I ever masturbated to. A short woman beautiful brown hair, blue eyes and a figure that no one could resist, she's always been let's say, provocative, but that day it was the middle of a heatwave so she was in just a bikini top and shorts that barely covered her arse, not that I minded. "Hey Steve, it's been awhile you ok? How's your mom" "Hey auntie Beth yeah I'm ok thanks, it's great to see you too" I said trying not to let my eyes wonder. "Come here give me a hug" she reached out to hug me, my heart started beating faster. I hugged her my arms around her with my hands as close to her arse as I could get without actually touching it. I smelled her her scent was intoxicating, rose water and sweat from the heat. As we pulled away my hands lingered on her waist briefly, trying to hold onto t
That day, despite the good weather, I did not make any attempts to get out of bed, which Katya was very happy about, since this completely coincided with her desires. We basked in our cozy bed until the evening, smoothly turning into night. We caressed, made love, played with each other, massaged each other, took turns going to the kitchen for various goodies and fed each other with them, making love again ... Katya was lying against the wall, and I stroked her with my hand, burying my nose in her shoulder, while enjoying her smooth velvety skin and her scent. But then she lifted the blanket with her hand and began to climb over me. - Where are you going? I asked. "To the toilet," she replied. I bent my knees, preventing her from climbing further, pulled her by the arms and she, having lost her points of support, collapsed right on top of me. - I want to pee, - Katya said playfully plaintively, - my pipishka really wants to do another wet business. “Not a business, but a busi
*Note: This is a long one. I think the context is important, but if you're eager to get to the sexy bits you can skip ahead to the section marked "The Night Of."* This one comes from a few years ago when I was nearing the end of my time in college. All through the end of high school and first few years of university, I had the same girlfriend. Ana and I were the super saccharine high-school sweethearts that you normally only see in movies. She was on the swim team, I was on the soccer team, and the two of us maintained genial relationships with almost everyone we interacted with in high school. “Popular” is a loaded term, so I won’t say that that’s what we were, but we were definitely well-liked. People were generally rooting for us to live happily-ever-after and we gave them every indication that we would. That facade persisted through our first couple years in college. I can’t exactly explain why I fell for Ana so hard in high school, but there was something about her that just fel
Backstory, my gf (now ex) Ash and I go on a trip to Vegas with her best friend Rachel and her boyfriend. We are all broke college kids at the time and decided to share a room to save money. Both Ash and Rachel are very attractive, petite with very athletic bodies. They have been friends for years, way before Ash and I started dating. So we had been in Vegas a couple days, nothing out of the ordinary had happened just the usual gambling, drinking and spending time at the pool. It was the third night where things got more fun, we had been out all day and had gotten in bed ready to pass out, then right before I pass out, I hear soft moaning coming from the other bed. Ash and I look at each other and laugh, it gets louder and now we can definitely tell they are fucking. I’m definitely getting turned on at this point, wasn’t sure if Ash was feeling the same until I feel her hand slide into my shorts and grab my hard cock. She kisses me as she continues to stroke me, the moaning gets loud
My auntie [F]48 had been having trouble with her new husband not satisfying her, so she stayed for a few nights. She likes to drink so we got all of the juicy (or there lack of) stories. She only wore a skimpy nightie for her pyjamas with no underwear underneath. My boyfriend [M]29 who already had a small crush on her, had caught a few glimpses of her nipples slipping out and had long views of her pussy as she did tend to forget to keep her legs closed the more drunk she got! On the last night she was due to stay over, it was pretty late like 1am when my boyfriend and I overheard her moans through the spare bedroom wall. It was obvious she was masturbating! My boyfriend pulled down the duvet to expose his rock hard dick and I was extremely horny from the noises we could hear. So I started to suck him for a few minutes, before I climbed on top of him. I was built up and dripping wet so I came just from a minute or two of grinding on his dick. I had to bite down on a pillow so hard to
A couple years ago, I was a swimmer. And after a growth spurt in the summer, I had some decent chance of being pretty good. So I was taking every opportunity I could for extra practice. It started preseason. The girls were constantly using the pool so I was looking for somewhere else to practice. That’s when I talked to my coach and she agreed that if I was really serious about this, I could come swim at her house after girls practices. So after school I’d help her coach the girls and then after that practice we’d go to her house and she’d give me some one on one focus. Eventually she determined that I could be faster if I built some muscle. So every morning we were going to the gym as well. So between working out in the mornings and swimming in the evenings, I was practically living with her. As the year went on we got a lot closer, she would come swim with me sometimes, we were talking about personal lives. And eventually I asked her about her dating life since she seemed to live
One of my friends threw a girls night on Saturday because her husband was out of town with her kid. There were 15 or so of us moms mostly between 30-40 years old. I’m one of the only Moms who doesn’t drink and the others were busy with tequila shots. While everyone was drinking I received a text from my husband and I opened it not knowing it was a naughty picture. Let’s just say the picture was from his chest down and he was getting out of the shower and using his hard cock as a towel rack. I quickly covered my phone as I tried to reply without letting anyone seeing the picture. One of the more outspoken moms noticed me and yelled “no secrets” and snatched my phone from me. She screamed and yelled something in Spanish and started showing the other moms the picture of my husbands hard cock holding up his towel from his shower. I was embarrassed and told her to give the phone back but admit it was exciting to have all of the moms in the neighborhood looking at a photo of my man’s
We’ve all been there at some point in our lives. Some of my most fun memories can be traced back to this game. Depending on the group you play with, you just know that majority of the time the game will turn out sexual! I don’t think I’ve ever played where that wasn’t the intention! At the house party after my school prom I witnessed the most popular girl in our year watch her boyfriend (who was also playing) receive one minute blowjobs from each girl until he ended up cumming in her best friend’s mouth. Then for her dare, each boy had to take one minute turns fucking her. I don’t know whether she faked it, but seemed to have multiple orgasms and at least half of the boys came inside of her within the time limit. At the very same party I had to strip naked and use a banana to masturbate with in the middle of the group. I wasn’t allowed to stop until I had an orgasm. At the time I’d never been watched before, so It took me way longer than usual. I was there for at least 20 minutes f