My bf recently moved across the country to start law school. While I’m proud of him, I also miss his dick and getting fucked by him. His cock was the perfect size for me. It was slightly too big and always left my pussy a bit sore but I loved feeling his cock fill me up. While he was home for his birthday I was treated like a complete slut and was a hole for his cock the entire weekend. I was so sad that I would have to wait another two months to feel him inside me and told him on his last day home how other dildos just didn’t feel as good as him and that my pussy felt so empty without him here. He is he reassured me the 2 months would go by fast and that I could just imagine the dildo as him. I started to become okay with this until I got a package in the mail from him earlier this week. The package included a card detailing how he had bought a kit to make a mold of his cock that allowed him to make me a personalized dildo. I was so happy. While the dildo sadly doesn’t allow
- All clear, - muttered Aster. - Only one letter and that must be it. During the last three years of his work for the government, a special courier or telephone was always used for communication. But when the letter arrived by regular mail, he realized that the three-year project ended in nothing. "Dear Mr. Henderson! With great regret, I have to inform you that your proposals for the refinement and improvement of the device were discussed by us and rejected. Due to budget cuts, our department does not have sufficient funds to support all projects. I will personally keep all the information about this case and if the situation changes, we can continue to work on creating a device that is certainly useful to society. I want to express my personal gratitude to you for the efforts made in this direction. An official notice will be sent to you shortly along with your fee. Sincerely yours, General G.F." He turned off the terminal. Doodles. Idiots. They not only failed the demonstr
This is one of those stories that seems too good to be true but I will do my best to include as many details as possible so that you know that this really did happen. This is a very long story with a lot of buildup but here it goes... Just so everyone knows, this story does involve cheating. If you don't like that, move to the next story and don't message me about it. If you want to skip the lead up just go down to the ------------. So I started working at this job about a year ago and immediately noticed how cute our office manager (let's call her 'K') is. K is 5'1", has long dark hair, full lips, gorgeous smile, a few tattoos and the coolest fucking personality. She dresses pretty modest but I noticed early on that she had great curves, even on her tiny frame. That being said, she was just a cool coworker. We always hung out and talked at work but I'm in a relationship and she's married so I never even thought twice about making a move. I definitely fantasized about her but ne
I have this coworker, Zain, who’s married, but he flirts with me a lot. When it’s in the office in front of people, our flirting is limited to harmless banter. When we are in a one on one situation, it tends to get a bit more risque. We follow each other on Social Media and if I post something risque, like a swimsuit pic or wearing a slutty dress on a night out, he’ll dm me and compliment me on it. If I have a story up where I’m out on the town on the weekend, he’ll ask me if I got lucky the following week. Zain is gorgeous. Mid 30s, brown wavy hair, square jawed, smile full of perfect teeth, piercing blue eyes, muscular physique. His wife is similarly gorgeous, she’s a lawyer but she could be a model if she really wanted. I’m something of a BBW myself, Black hair, broad, big tits and ass, thick thighs and a round belly, I’m practically the opposite of his perfect wife. I asked him one time why he flirts with me when he has her at home, he told me he likes Steak, but sometimes he’s
She opened her eyes. Through the window I could see the sun gently breaking through the foliage. I was too lazy to get up, but I had to... Friday... tomorrow is a day off, and then a vacation... She stretched, the sheet treacherously slipped off, exposing her beautiful, firm breasts. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she yawned, stretched again, and went to the bathroom. "Oh my god, how good!!!" Jets of water flowed down her naked body, closing her eyes, she gently ran her chest, smiled. She liked to caress her body. But now you need to hurry. She wrapped herself in a soft terry towel. "What to wear? It seems that it will be hot today ..." Opening the wardrobe, she looked for a long time and extended her hand to a light sundress. He was the most beloved and very versatile. Wearing a beige lace thong, she pulled on a sundress. He covered his chest, nipples protruded through the fabric, his beautiful back was bare. The outfit was a little provocative, but on the last working day befo
So a close male friend of mine and I have both gone through recent breakups - I broke up with a girlfriend (I’m bisexual) and he broke up with his longtime girlfriend. We were out drinking the other week and he told me the reason they had broken up: they had a dead bedroom for the past year or so ( her fault, he was miserable) and it just wasn’t working out. I, being sort of a sex pest, and having just gotten out of a lesbian relationship, was craving some dick and in a moment of drunken foolishness, I leaned in close and offered to make up for the years of low or no sex he’d suffered through on his birthday. He was surprised and thought I was bullshitting him at first, but eventually I managed to convince him I was really offering and into it and we agreed to take that full Saturday to hang out at his place and have some fun. I showed up at his place early that Saturday afternoon with an overnight bag, said hi, and gave him a hug. He was a bit nervous and asked me if I really was sur
When I was 18, my family took a long weekend trip to California. Growing up having played tennis, we were going to watch the U.S. Davis Cup tennis competition. As a horned up 18 year old, I was more than thrilled when my mother shared the news that her best friend, and our good family friend “Nikki” was going to tag along for the weekend. Nikki was the mother of my good friend and a wonderful woman. But more importantly, incredibly attractive. My summers were generally filled getting to see her almost daily in a small bikini or tennis skirt, which then generally led to many fantasies I’d have of her. She was also incredible hospitable and kind, which at times, came across as flirtatious to me. Which I loved. Nikki and my friends dad had divorced and he was with him that weekend so it was my mom, sister and Nikki making this weekend trip. Our original plan was two hotel rooms; my mom and Nikki in one and my sister and I in another however upon checking in, the hotel surpris
My wife died 5 years ago, it was certainly a hard blow for me, but still the love raging in us during our youth had already subsided, besides, I was already mentally prepared for this, she had throat cancer and she was slowly dying already within a year, so that death was her deliverance from suffering. The two months that have passed since her death, I practically don’t remember, I remember - I drank a lot, often didn’t spend the night at home, staying drunk at night with friends. There were no women, or maybe I just didn’t remember them in a drunken stupor, which means we can assume that they weren’t there. And it is unlikely that anything could happen at the physical level for a man who has experienced stress and consumes liters of alcohol per day. However, the money ran out, my friends had their worries, and my drunken brains were still enough not to sell things from the house. And one day (sounds corny) I woke up with the firm intention not to drink anymore. The withdrawal w
Welcome back everyone! A quick summary, then we’ll get right into it. \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ We left off part 5 about two hours into Sarah’s appointment. We spent the first thirty minutes catching up and chatting, then the next hour giving her a full body massage, working in plenty of teasing and breathwork to slowly ramp up her desire. The last thirty minutes were spent bringing her slowly and steadily to a very drawn out and long lasting clitoral orgasm. After coming down from her orgasm, the mood in the room turned very intimate, and I now found myself sitting in a “yab yum” position on the floor, Sarah’s naked body in my arms, her bare chest falling into me, her legs wrapped around me, the heat of her pussy pressing downwards into my hardness, separated only by my thin and loose pants. Her head was resting on my shoulder, her face pressed to the side of my neck, sighing lightly as I stroked
This story happened a few years ago. Im 26 now. My roommate in college liked to party, and one night she and her boyfriend had gone out. She drank a lot like usual, and came home. I was and am kind of a dork so I was just hanging out playing on my computer. She said (drunkenly) "gtfo bitch, i need to get some dick rn". I was mad but he apologized a little so I just thought fuck it and went to my friends room. After a few hours, I came back. I thought it was all fine because the door was unlocked. All the lights were off except my roommates desk light. She was passed out and snoring loudly while her bf was in her desk chair masturbating. I was shocked. He had MY panties in his hand. He said "oh fuck-" but i said "shhh!". i walked over to him, turned on by this horny perverted boy. His white cock was soo hard and leaking precum, and I couldnt help myself. I opened my shirt and let him grope me, then I started to suck him. His cock was stiff and a little slender, but he was only the t
Last night I had a costume party with a bunch of friends. I was getting ready at home while taking a few shots to get going. I was in my cute little matching red bra and panties while I put on my make up. I leaned in the mirror to put eyeliner, my tits barely contained in my little laced up bra, ass up in the air. My BF came up behind me and dropped to his knees. He slid off my thong and went to work eating my ass. Fuck it was incredible, I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him deeper. His tongue swirled around while his fingers slide inside my pussy. He lifted up my leg over his head and dropped me on the counter. He unhooked my bra while thrusting his fingers slowly into me. I was wimping and moaning, asking him to make me cum. He slowed down and I felt his pinky playing my asshole. He came inches away from me, he could almost taste my red lipstick "If you cum, you leave for your little party without your underwear tonight" I immediately nodded yes, I didn't even hear what
... This meeting took place on a warm spring evening. Nature has not yet fully awakened from its winter sleep, but the mood and feelings that visited people were truly spring and romantic... suddenly I saw him in the crowd. His gaze met mine and it was as if an electric charge had slipped between us... His eyes were so tender and inviting that it was hard to resist such a look; past each other, the distance between us increased, and as the distance increased, our desire increased! ... I went to the pool, but my thoughts hovered somewhere very far away. I was not in the mood to train or discuss the latest news with my friend... I only thought about him... Deciding to relax and distract from my thoughts, I went for a massage, dreaming of falling into the strong and strong hands of a massage therapist, I wanted to surrender to him , yes, even if not so, albeit platonically, but it was simply necessary for me. Standing in the shower and caressing my body with a stream of water, I thought
“I love sucking cock,” Morgan told me, leaning forward over my desk, her pale tits almost spilling out of her black tank top. “I love feeling it pump into my mouth, and I love gagging on it. But eating pussy is even better. Especially if it’s a girl who’s never been eaten out by another girl—that’s the best.” “Be that as it may,” I said, shifting uncomfortably in my seat, trying to do anything I could to relieve some of the pressure my jeans were exerting on my rapidly hardening cock. “You still haven’t told me when you’ll finish editing your midterm paper.” Morgan sat back and pouted. “Seriously? All that and you’re still obsessed with my paper?” \~ Allow me to offer some context for this scene. In my first year out of graduate school, I was a Visiting Assistant Professor (or a VAP, if you will—how Dracula would pronounce WAP!) at a small liberal arts college. I was teaching three courses a semester, which was quite a bit of work, but here I w
Yeah fuck it, this story is about my husband. I’m good at giving head. I know my strengths and, in the same way I know I’m good at chess, I KNOW I give great head. In a world with so many unknowns, this I am sure of. Most men I’ve gone down on have said I’m the best they’ve had, and yes, they mean it. Why am I good at giving head? Practice. I inexplicably thought oral didn’t count when I was younger so I sucked my first boyfriend off A LOT. After that, it just became my favorite thing to do in bed. It’s fun to do something you’re good at. So when I met my husband he said this REALLY weird thing. When we were still in the heavy petting phase he said he didn’t like blowjobs. That’s cool, I get it. It’s not for everyone. However, when I finally pushed him on it, he said it felt kind of degrading. I try to be a good person, but I laughed in his face. “Dude, you don’t have to worry about that with me.” “Why?” He asked, genuinely confused. “First off, there is nothing degrad
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
The third day hanging around Moscow without a penny in his pocket, Igor peered enviously into the windows of foreign cars with tinted windows passing by him, trying to see the lucky ones inside. Money... Damn it, where are these notorious crazy "grandmothers", flowing, according to the provincials, into the bottomless pockets of Muscovites from all over the country? And why can't he, a healthy, smart and still young man, break off his piece from this damned metropolitan pie? No money means nothing: no housing next month, no food for the next week, not even a ticket to your hometown. But in the notebook there is one address ... Remembering this, Igor grinned wryly and shrugged his shoulders. Well… After all, he doesn’t foresee women in the foreseeable future either, so it doesn’t matter what to do with the liquid that has accumulated over the month and is useless, causing only pain in the groin… To his surprise, at the family planning department of the city gynecological dispensar
Hi, hello. I'm bed ridden and bored, Rona finally got me that son of a bitch. I'm here to tell you about a couple firsts for me. Get ready to read what has been replaying in my mind for the past month and now that I have the time to write this shit out I hope you enjoy it as much as I did... I had been texting Amy for 2 weeks before we set our set date to do a boudoir style photoshoot, she is the cousin of one of my teammates who does wedding photography but is trying to expand her portfolio. I'm laughing now because I totally believed I would never be brave enough to do something like this. You know being naked and posing in front of a camera, held by someone who's a stranger to me but Amy just has this effect on you. You'll see. Her looks are intimidating. Tall, skinny, gorgeous. Jet black hair with the bluest eyes that you can't stop staring into behind a big ol' pair of hipster glasses resting on her face. One of the reasons she looks so badass is because other than her face and
Episode 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
I woke up this morning and got drawn in by some tit play posts on here while laying in bed while my husband slept. I kind of had to start playing with myself, but really wanted some dick too. I've got 32DD boobs - not too big, not too small, nice, round, perky and full. They're probably my favorite part of my body. While playing with my nipples, I lubbed them up real good, and then slid down and pulled his dick out of his briefs and slipped it between my plump tits and went to work. On the way down, I'd swirl my tongue around the head of his thick cock. Needless to say, he woke up pretty fast and was rock hard while I worked him over, squeezing my tits tight around him. The next thing I knew, he had grabbed me and pulled me onto his penis so my soaked pussy could ride him while he thumbed my clit and sucked on my tits. It was a great way to start the day.
…but I’ll warn you now, there’s no sex. Still, I had to make a throwaway to get the whole experience off my chest. My daughter has a smoking hot friend from college—I’ll call her Alice. My daughter (“Sam”) goes to college close to home and has brought Alice to dinner a few times, so we’re on a friendly basis. And she is a total knockout. Beautiful face, slender build, dark-hair, long legs, an hourglass waist and an absolutely incredible set of big, perky tits—D-cups at least. She’s always friendly to me and of course I’m alway thrilled to see her, but I try to keep my cool and just be her friend’s dad. I mean, c’mon… she’s half my age. But still, when my daughter told me Alice was staying over last Saturday night so they could have a “pool day” on Sunday my mind began racing for excuses to be out back near the pool. I decided that would be a great day for me to organize the tool shed. (Hey, judge me if you want—this is a confession.) Until then I’d only seen Alice wearing jeans and c