Restaurant Coworker Fuck

I’m remembering back to a night where we met back up at my place after a nights work at the restaurant…. I had already been home for about an hour, enough time for me to take a shower and slip into a pair of short lounge shorts and a wife beater tank.

You knocked on my door and when I opened it to let you in you were holding a bottle of white wine with a smile on your face. The kind of smile that told me you were happy to see me and knew it was going to be a good night.

You came in and asked to take a quick shower while I would get the wine opened and ready with 2 glasses. I turned on some music, I think it was Enigma, and turned down the lights and lit some candles. I opened up my futon in the living room while you were still in the shower.

When you were done with your shower you came into the living room where I was at and when I turned to you, you were standing there with the towel around your waist just low enough for me to look at your abs and pelvic muscles dripping with shower drops.

I ran my hand down your chest and handed you a glass of wine. You pulled me close to you and kissed me. We sat on the couch and drank some wine in the atmosphere I set for us. We looked at each other in anticipation, wanting what we both new would be coming up next.

We started kissing and the taste of your lips was so good, a mixture of wine and tongue. I went for your towel and undid the tuck exposing your rock hard cock. I took off my tank and pulled down my shorts. You looked at me and said “I’ve wanted to fuck you all night long”.
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Shared Military Wife

I was just a young officer’s wife when Scott went through his initial training in the Army after he graduated from ASU ROTC as a second lieutenant. He found a small apartment off base and brought me out to stay with him. He had written and spoken on the phone with me about his new friend and fellow officer, Kenny. My husband joked with me about how large Ken’s cock was and that I should try it. The first weekend spent at our apartment and my introduction to his friend was awkward. Another round of beers was opened and my glass was refilled, and I saw Scott looking at Ken, who just winked. I had a feeling there and then that my tits would soon be out on display to all. Therefore, I decided to break the ice and jump right in.

“Well, can I see it?” I asked, as I took a long drink of my beer.

I was nervous and I really did want to see it. They laughed again and Scott said to Ken, “She does have a nice set of tits,” and then looked at me and smiled. “Show him honey!”

I looked at him, took another drink of my beer and my hands shook as I put the glass back onto the table. I smiled; it was a nervous smile, but I stood up, still smiling, fingers trembling as I lifted up the front of my top to reveal my red lace brassiere. I know I was blushing; I could feel my face go the color of the bra. They were looking at me, I was looking at them. My husband was smiling, no, he was grinning. I took the top off and stood there in front of them dressed in jeans and a bra. I tried to smile, but it was a nervous smile. I cupped my breasts as I looked at them and then I pulled the tops of my 36DD cups down to reveal my breasts. I knew my nipples were hard. I looked at them, Scott still grinning, and Ken with his eyes locked on my now semi naked breasts and hard ½ inch nipples.

“Not enough, Donna, take it off!” Scott said to me.
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Cheating Girlfriend

The time this story takes place is several months back, about 4 to be precise. Me and MIchelle had been dating for nearly a year and a half now. We’d been sexually active with each other for just over a year and had always used protection of some sort because we both agreed it was best.

Michelle was really stoked about the next several days because her parents were leaving on vacation to Mexico and were leaving her alone to watch over the house while they were gone. Like most teenagers she immediately began planning for a party by calling and telling everybody she could. She was especially wanting me to go because she said she was gonna be wearing my favorite outfit just for me, which was a tight miniskirt and spaghetti strap tank top. When she said this I sensed a bit of tease and eroticness in her voice so naturally that got me stoked for the party as well. Naturally I had to help with getting the party going. My job was to find a way to get as much alcohol as I could and bring it to her house. The day of the party I got up about 11, showered, and by noon had called my friend Steven (who was 22) to run to the liquor store and pick up about $100 worth of alcohol for the party. I lived across town from the store so it took Steven around an hour and half to run the errand for me. I finally made it to Michelle’s house around 2 in the afternoon only to discover she wasn’t home. There was a note on the door saying that she’d gone out to run errands and would be home around 5. She’d left the door unlocked for me so I could go inside and store all the drinks till tonight. Well I still hadn’t done my laundry and it was piled quite high so I left her a note saying I had laundry and would be by around 8, possibly 8:30 and went on my way to accomplish my task.

I finally finished my laundry about 7:45, showered, and was ready for the party by 8:10. I hurried out to my truck and began driving to Michelle’s. She lived across town so it was gonna take me about 20 minutes to get there, which wasn’t so bad considering my laundry had already made me almost 2 hours late for the party. I arrived around 8:30 so I was still in the clear for being in time of my prediction in the note from earlier that day. I arrived only to notice the driveway full of cars and several cars lining the street, so I was forced to park several houses down. I decided to go thru the front door since it was closer and so I started to walk across the front yard at an upward angle heading for the front door. Michelle’s bedroom window was located by the front door so I had to walk right past it to get to the door. As I walked by I heard a guy’s voice say “Would you be offended if we told you that we thought you looked really hot and that outfit is turning us on?” I looked in the window expecting to see a couple people fooling around in Michelle’s room. When I looked in I saw two guys I didn’t know and to my shock, Michelle sitting between them.
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You Want to Fuck Me Where

When I was 20 years old I had been living with my boy friend for 2 years and relitively speaking still inexperenced in the pleasures that sex had to offer me. Jack was very tall and well built, being an ex-high school football player he has continued to keep himself in pretty good shape. Looking back now I can understand why we eventually went our own way, you see, his cock was rather small, less than 6″ from head to base. But because I had only been with 2 other men up to this time I really had no idea that cocks could be larger and so much more fun.

Jack was always getting rather kinky, like the time I was in the tub bathing and he came in to pee. Yep, you guessed it, he turned from the toilet and sprayed my face with his pee. And he was always trying to talk me into letting him fuck me in the ass. I had no idea what his fasination with my ass was, but every time we made love and would get into the 69 position, he would always lick my ass and put a finger into my ass as he licked my clit. Of coarse this would always get him rock hard, and I did come to enjoy his probings and licking my ass. So it really was no suprise when one day I told him he could fuck me in the ass. It actually felt pretty good, feeling his cock stretching my virgin ass hole open. He really pounded my ass hard and fast and came right inside of my ass. Being the first ass fucking I had experenced I hadn’t douched my ass out first, and his cock was covered with my shit.

Well, about 3 weeks later Jack had 5 of his buddies from work over for pizza and beer while they watched a football game on the TV. I was left to do what ever since I never really got into the football thing. So while they watched the game and drank beer, I was in the bathroom douching my ass really good, I just kept putting the nozzle from the enema bag into my ass and squirting the shitty water out. I must have done this at least a dozzed times, untill I was satisfied that I was nice and clean inside my ass. And just to make sure, as a little test, I fucked a vibrater into my ass for 4 or 5 minutes, then sucked on it to see if there was going to be a shitt taste. To my suprise there wasn’t, infact it tasted clean and fresh. So now I bathed and dressed in a pair of old cut off jeans, really cut high so as to leave nothing to the imagination. I toped this off with a tank-top that showed my titties really nicely.
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Riding The Subway

“Fucking son of a bitch!” I yelled as I clicked off my cell phone.

Sometimes having an old fashioned phone would be worth it, just for the satisfaction of slamming it down in someone’s ear.

Jason stood me up again to go hang with his “bros.” Well, it’s likely he wasn’t going to be getting a blowjob or laid by those bros. Hope he has fun with them.

I called up some friends and we arranged to go clubbing together. Several of them had just broken up with their respective partners, so we were ready to go out and have fun. Hopefully we got laid in the process.

I went to my closet, ripping out clothes and discarding them. I was going for a flat out sexy and slutty look. I was going to have fun, despite the asshole’s behavior.

I’m not a stunner. I don’t have a model’s body, nor do I have a face that stops traffic, but I get a fair amount of attention. I rarely buy my own drinks at the bar, and get enough offers for dancing to keep me having a good time.

I finally found an appropriate outfit. The top was a halter style with just a string to tie in the back. Anyone looking at me would know I wasn’t wearing a bra. The skirt was short, just past my rounded ass. And of course, a good old pair of “fuck me” heels. I decided to skip the panties. If I met someone I wanted to fuck, I didn’t want anything getting in the way. It would make bumping and grinding on the dance floor interesting as well.

I made my way to the subway to meet the girls at the club. It was a busy night. The cars were packed and I ended up standing. With people getting on and off, I was getting bumped into and almost fell. I reached up to hold the bar. This caused my skirt to ride up. If it swayed just right, a little glimpse of ass was visible. Knowing that people could see my ass got me a little excited. I don’t mind showing off. My as is one of my best assets.

The feel of the skirt swaying against my bare skin started my pussy twitching. Knowing that men were watching me and maybe even some women…. Well, it got the juices flowing pretty well. My nipples were hard nubs pressing against the fabric of my shirt. It was a fairly sheer material, so they were quite obvious.

As the train jolted to a stop, I felt someone push up against me. This was not unusual in a crowded car. However, I didn’t hear the usual “excuse me.” Instead, I felt a bulging crotch push against my ass. It felt like a decent sized bulge. When I didn’t push him off, his hands grabbed my hips, then snaked around to my front, up my chest, landing on my tits.

Oh damn, that felt so good. I was already tingling before he touched me. I ground my ass against his bulge, while thrusting my tits against his hands.

“You’re looking to get fucked, aren’t you?” I heard in my ear.
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Wifes First Big Black Cock

I can’t remember why we decided to go to the Peppermint Club that night. When Lois and I travel we like to try something different. Anyway, Lois wanted to have a good time that evening and so did I.

There were lots of clubs in Las Vegas. The Peppermint was one of the nicest, with comfortable booths sporting leather seats, a dance floor and live music. We got there just before 9pm and ordered drinks. Lois had dressed to go out. She looked great in a tight black skirt, pinkish top that showed off her cleavage, and rather racy black high heels that added nicely to her 5’6″ frame. At age 48 and 135 pounds, she still maintained a curvy 38D 26 37 figure. The big tits always attracted admiring glances. She wore her reddish hair a bit shorter than she used to.

Most of the people at the club were close to our age, or older. We felt right at home. Since I didn’t like to dance, I expected her to find someone to dance with. It didn’t take long. The best dancer on the floor was a handsome black man who was dancing with an older white lady. They were very good. We watched them for fifteen minutes until the woman returned to her husband and left.

The black man looked around for another partner and spotted Lois. She must have looked available because he sauntered over to our booth with a big smile.

“Would you like to dance?”

“Sure,” Lois answered. “I’d love to.”

They danced together for quite a while. Lois had a sexy way of moving her body that seemed to hold her partner’s attention. During the slow dances he held her tight, his hand gripping her waist and occasionally her soft sexy butt.

As they danced I thought about my recurring fantasy about watching my wife make love to a black man. I had mentioned my fantasy once to Lois, many years before. She laughed and asked why I thought she needed more than I could give her. Since I wasn’t really serious, I didn’t pursue the idea.
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Adult Bookstore

I walked into the adult bookstore as usual, hoping to find an interesting encounter but so often disappointed. It was Saturday night about 11:45 p.m. and the parking lot had a dozen cars or so. I got tokens from the clerk and headed back to the video booth area. On my way back to find a booth I caught a glimpse of a petite blonde in cut off jeans, a blouse and high heel “come fuck me ” shoes already watching a movie with her boyfriend/husband. They were hugging closely in the booth and I could see she was stroking his cock. I went into the booth across from them so I could keep an eye on the action. I started to watch some movies which only made me more horny. I could see him playing with her ass and tits. I was very nervous about exposing myself to her so I just watched for the next 15 minutes. They kept fondling each other and I was hoping their play would get more nasty. She turned around a couple of times and caught me staring at them. One time she smiled back at me and pursed her lips like she was blowing me a kiss.

They then left the booth and started back to the main area of the store. I followed a few seconds later and her friend went into the bathroom leaving this pretty woman alone in the store. She was standing by the wall that showed all the movies being played in the video booths. I couldn’t take my eyes of her short shorts. They showed off her beautiful legs and high heels perfectly. I walked up next to her and knelt down as if I was looking at the videos on the bottom row. My heart was pounding when I moved my hand to my right and brushed her leg with my hand. She didn’t flinch as I touched her so I tried again but this time I stroked her inner thigh which was exposed because of her short jean shorts she was wearing. She looked down and smiled at me. I stood up and pointing to a movie box I asked her if she had seen this movie. She said “no”. I asked her if she would like to watch it with me. She nodded yes. She handed the store clerk a newspaper and told him to tell her boyfriend who was in the bathroom that she wanted him to buy that paper for her and that she would be right back.

We headed to the video booth in the farthest back corner of the store and I put some money in the machine to start the movie. As soon as I did, this dream girl kissed me on the lips hard and reached down to my crotch. I grabbed her crotch and we both rubbed eachother feverishly. I pulled her in tight and grabbed her tight little ass that felt so good in those jeans. I quickly undid my zipper and my cock sprung out as hard as ever. Without even a word she went right down to her knees and started sucking me right there in the booth. She was very good at giving blowjobs and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came. I reached down and undid her blouse to expose her little titties. They were small but perfect for her body size. The thought of this perfect stranger sucking my dick was more than I could stand. The way she used her lips and hands around my shaft was beyond compare. Watching the movie playing on the screen and getting a great blowjob was a long time fantasy. I couldn’t believe it was actually being played out this night at the bookstore. I was so hot and horny that within minutes I shot my load in her mouth. She took it all without even flinching. She eagerly sucked and swallowed like she was enjoying this as much as I was. A small smattering of cum landed on her chin as she looked up at me and she put it back into her mouth not missing a drop with her finger and swallowed that too. She stood up, tucked in her blouse and left the booth. By the time I dressed myself and went out to the main store area, her and her boyfriend were gone. I never saw them again but what a great memory.

Dancing Girls

I moved out of my parents’ house when I was nineteen. My best friend Carl and I got a two-bedroom apartment together and agreed to share expenses. Up until, and right after we moved we talked endlessly, fantasizing about all of the adventures we would have at our new pad. We talked about swapping women, sharing women, orgies and everything else that can be imagined by horny, nineteen year-old guys.

About two months after getting settled in, we both became anxious to experience at least one of the escapades we had foreseen. We paced back and forth in the apartment plotting and complaining. We finally decided that purchasing new fuck flicks would at least settle us down for a little while. We found a good movie store and carefully picked out one movie each. When we got home we immediately put in one of the movies, Carl’s choice, I think. After a few minutes Carl asked me to leave the room so he could masturbate. I definitely understood his need to stroke after watching some of the movie he had picked out, so I exited the living room and went to my room. I picked up a book and began reading when the phone rang. Carl talked for at least thirty minutes. I finally came out of my bedroom when Carl hung up the phone. He had a devious look on his face. I knew he was going to tell me something good. All I could think of was group sex. Carl smiled at me and said, “Melina wants to practice her new dance routine at our apartment and get our opinion.”

Carl had known Melina since high school when they used to date off and on. She was kind of sleazy, she had a low self-esteem, she was a titty dancer. I told Carl I was most definitely game as my cock partially hardened. The rest of the day expired, night fell, and late finally came. I was tired of waiting for Melina to show up and I knew it was too good to be true anyway so I went to bed. Before I knew it Carl was waking me up saying “she’s here…and she brought a friend”. I sprung out of bed and immediately looked in the mirror to make sure I didn’t look too asleep. I combed my fingers through my hair, threw on that day’s clothes, from the floor, and went into the living room. Carl had one of our new movies playing with the sound muted and Melina’s dance routine music playing.

Melina’s friend, who’s name, I don’t think I was ever told (we’ll call her “Naughty”), was hot. She was not beautiful, she was kind of dirty, sexy. She had a great body and a sexy face, but she was kind of stinky looking, which really made me want to fuck her dirty. She said “hi, you’re Darren right, I came to watch too”. Melina instructed us to all sit on the couch. When she got her tape to the right song she began her routine. She did the typical titty dance routine, pushing her ass out, rubbing her breasts, and looking at us with permissive eyes. After she gave her routine one go around and she received our approval she began giving us lap dances one by one. I was first. Melina stood over me, her nipples erect, and let her hair drape over my face and chest. I felt her soft tendrils against my skin and stared at her breasts and navel. My cock was bulging and she didn’t hesitate to make sure I knew she saw the tent that was forming on my pants. She moved to Carl then, giving him the same treatment. When everyone was paying attention to Melina’s lap dance for Carl, I began rubbing my cock through my pants. Melina lingered at Carl for a while really giving him the deluxe version.
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Annas First Time

I have a girl that works for me in my law office every Saturday. Her name is Anna. She’s such a delight, a sweet innocent young girl. Saturday is the day I’m always there alone catching up from the week while Anna does all my filing for me. Anna is really quite a cute little girl; at least that’s the way I see her. She’s about 5′ 7″ tall and very, very slender. I figure she only weighs about 100 pounds. Anna just turned eighteen a few weeks ago, but you’d never guess that. She looks like she’s only 14 or 15 years old. Maybe that’s what makes her so exciting to me. She’s got a great body with small breasts maybe only a 30 or 32 inch chest. Her waist is very thin perhaps 22 inches if that, and hips matching her attractive figure. But then there’s Anna’s rear end. Yes, her ass. Her ass is what always catches my attention. Many Saturday afternoons I’ve stared at her while she was filing and just gazed at her well-proportioned bottom.

I always loved those days when Anna would wear a blouse and a short skirt, especially her pleated skirt. When she wears that, she looks like she’s ready for cheerleading practice. Needless to say I have a hard time concentrating on my work those days. I would spend most of my time watching Anna and those smooth slender legs. Every time she bent down and her skirt rode up higher, I’d catch a glimpse of her soft supple thighs.

“My God,” I would think. “Look at those gorgeous legs.” You talk about driving a man nuts; well this is what was happening to me. Sometimes when she sat at the table next to my desk her legs would be apart a bit and I would get a peek up underneath her skirt. One day she inadvertently had her legs spread allot and I could see everything. “Pink panties,’ I said to myself. “What a fucking cute kid.” It took allot of willpower to keep from grabbing her and feeling her up.

Anna is a very proper young lady always being quite polite and appreciative of having a job and working for me. Although I’ve daydreamed many times of having a go at her petite gorgeous body, I never really thought anything more of it or that anything could happen because she always acted so professional. She did her work, went home and that was that.

Well this one Saturday everything was normal. Anna was filing some papers bending down to the bottom drawer and I was staring at her cute ass as I usually did. And she had on that pleated skirt. I must have been daydreaming more than usual looking up her dress, because the next thing I realized was Anna staring right back at me. At first I was a little embarrassed for being caught staring at her, but she just smiled and looked back at me. However, what started out as a simple glance at each other soon became a long inviting stare. I was wondering what she was thinking and I was convinced she was thinking about my nasty thoughts.

So there we were just looking and looking at each other. She was only a few feet from me, so to break the moment I stood up and moved right in front of her. “Sorry, Anna. I didn’t mean to stare.” Well, that was a lie, but I didn’t know what else to say.

“You think I’m pretty?” She asked.
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My Wife To Be

I couldn’t believe my eyes—I had been frequenting adult bookstores for ten years and I had never seen anyone like her. She was young, blonde, beautiful and dressed to show. And she was alone. An hourglass figure, incredibly smooth and unblemished skin and hair so pale it was almost white were each long-distance eye catchers. Up close, these features combined to produce a beauty that overwhelmed my senses. Her shoulder length ash-blonde hair was smooth and silky, and the gentle, natural curl didn’t appear to originate in a bottle. An even light bronze tan highlighted her body, and she had no visible tan lines. The smooth perfection of her skin was so unique it may have been her most distinguishing feature. Prominent nipples highlighted classically formed and clearly firm tits that jiggled enticingly when she walked in her high heels. Legs long in proportion to her height had the muscle tone and sexy shape of a showgirl who danced daily. Her waist was pencil thin and bare, and her ass was trim and tight. If she had been five or six inches taller, she would have had the perfect model’s body. For my taste her body was flawless.

Extremely long lashes set off her brilliant cobalt blue eyes. Her entire face was movie star gorgeous, and she didn’t appear to be wearing any makeup at all. She didn’t need it. Just as it was everywhere else on her body, her satin-smooth facial skin was evenly colored except for a slight blush to her cheeks. Each of her facial features was independently lovely, but the package was greater than the sum of the parts. Naturally full and distinctive lips smiled gently to match her twinkling eyes, and her cheeks dimpled at the corners of her mouth. A classic oval shape to her face was nearly exactly symmetrical and so beautiful that one wouldn’t ever forget it. There was no part of her that I could see that wasn’t perfect.

And there was very little I couldn’t see. She was wearing a very revealing white soft cotton halter-top that was tied so loosely she exposed a considerable amount of skin on both the inside and outside slopes of her lingerie model breasts. I could easily see the difference in color between her aureole and the rest of her breasts through the thin cotton. The material hung so softly that it took the exact shape of her tits, and her nipples were glaringly erect. Her halter stopped on the bottom slope of her tits, and when she reached for anything above shoulder level it caused her nipples to escape. She wore a skin-tight red microskirt that may have ended three or four inches below her pussy when she was standing. It was a hip-hugger style skirt so from the bottom of her tits to halfway down her completely flat abdomen she was bare. She wore red high heels with at least 3″ spikes. She wasn’t wearing any hose. She wasn’t wearing a wedding ring. In fact, she wore no jewelry at all, including earrings. She had a total of five objects touching her body—a halter, a skirt, panties, and two shoes. When I put everything together, I decided she was the most beautiful and the most sensual woman I had ever seen. I made my decision after 30 minutes of intense study, and in this case my study habits were impeccable.
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