After Amanda got home she stripped down to her panties and laid down in bed. She began to rub her hands up and her ample tits and then slid her hand down to her crotch and reveled in how wet she was. She then pulled aside the gusset and slid two fingers into her still dripping pussy. As she thought about the experience she just had at work she instinctively removed them, brought them to her mouth and reveled in the taste of her own juices mixed with her bosses cum. Susan walked into the office and said "well guys, looks like we're going to be here late tonight. Bob called and said that the office move was pushed up so we have to pack things up".
Austin had not seen Paul in over five years. They had shared a dorm room all through college, played football together, and had remained good friends ever since. Their lives had kept them apart, though. Paul had joined a bank in Saratoga, NY and worked his way up into management while Austin had gone back to his family's ranch in Texas. The last time he had been to New York was for Paul and Diane's tenth wedding anniversary. The last time Paul and Diane had come to Texas was about five years ago. They had come down for a week-long vacation along with their eleven-year-old daughter, Amy. For Austin and Paul, this visit promised to be a long overdue reunion of two old friends.
My cell phone beeped it was Kara my wife "B late wrkin late" it read. Kara and I have been married for four years now ,she was a bit of catch shes 24, large firm breasts, flat stomach, tight little ass,dark brown long hair,lovly tan,fully waxed body,beautiful brown eyes and a personality that attracts everyone. She only stands at 5' tall and in her teen years was a bit of a naughty girl with the boys, and a right goer earning her the nickname "Pocket Rocket" but since we got married he's stayed on the straight and narrow. Kara does work late at the office she is employed at off and on so no biggy I thought, as I lay down on the couch and dozed off to sleep,and slipped into a lucid dream.
"But we had plans to go out tonight. You promised!!!" Deanna was furious. "You don't get it, babe, this is the a chance to see the Celtics. You know they're my team. I gotta see my boys on the court."The argument was so typical of their arguments lately. Deanna and Paul made plans to go out and Paul would make other plans with his friends. Today was no different: they had made plans to go to dinner and dancing tonight and now he was going to Boston with Derek and Evan instead. Deanna was livid. He already had packed an overnight bag by the time she got home and Derek and Evan were in the driveway waiting.
Looking back on what happened about 20 odd years ago, I'm not exactly proud of what went down that night but at the same time I wouldn't go back and change it if I could. Back then I was about 25 and between flats so had moved back with my parents while I looked for a new flat, being single and not tied down I could pretty much do what i wanted when I wanted. One day the pone rang it was my long time friend Dan he was going to be in town for a few weeks off and on and asked if he could crash at our place. Mum and Dad agreed it was ok but were a little surprised (as was I) to find out when he knocked on the door that someone else was in tow. "Hi meet Kim" He said.
It was about 1.30am I heard the taxi roll up outside, it was my wife Helen returning.Once a month or so she has a night out with the girls where they usually have a meal a few drinks and hit the nightclubs for the rest of the night. I was still up watching TV, she walked in absolutly plastered. "How was your night?" I asked"Interesting" She slurred back as she plonked herself on the rug on the floor in front of the column heater and went on to tell me how she had met a guy called Mark at the last club they had been to.
In the society where I was born and grew up, sex was not something to be discussed but a very private affair between a husband and a wife. When I was [redacted] I discovered my own sexuality by chance. One day while taking bath and rubbing soap all over my body I felt that rubbing my penis with the slippery soapy hand gave me a wonderful sensation. So I continued to rub my penis and all of a sudden I had my first orgasm which was overwhelming. Having discovered the joys of masturbation I became addicted to it when another fine day my penis shot forth my first cum which shocked me thinking that something was wrong and that excessive masturbation has caused it.
I have to tell this story to someone, but have no one to tell it to. This is 150% true and happened on Sunday April 21, 2013. My husband decided he wanted to see me with another man. We ended up posting ads online to find a guy to fuck me. A guy in the Marines came across the ad, started emailing me and eventually talked me into coming over to his barracks late one night while my hubby was gone and without him knowing. This guy was so fucking hot that I just couldn't resist. He was very convincing as well. The Marine (we'll call him Ryan) was on decompression after a 7 month deployment to Afghanistan. He sneaked me up to his room and past his roommates very quietly. I sat down on his bed, to...
Often in life you meet that woman you dream about fucking, yet you know you never will. Then life throws a few twists at you and all of a sudden you find yourself with your stiff cock spewing cum into her. You are in heaven, then you start thinking of the many times you will enjoy that pussy only never to get near it again.Ok, you think that I was a bad fuck or something. No not at all.They disappear, move on or out of your life. Maybe you were just there at that one special moment. Ok, maybe you made sure you were around for that one special moment of hers when she would drop her defenses. Through many conversations, you laid the groundwork so you could lay her. Then the defenses go back up...
I have a wide variety of friends. Some, real nice, sweet, kind, conservative in dress and manner. Others less so. Some just recently met, others go back a ways. Sometimes these friendships intersect unexpectedly. There was a couple, Mike and Sue, really nice. She worked at the same bank, not in the same area, so we rarely saw each other. But we would arrive and park a few blocks from the office, so we met, and occasionally walked together. She was sweet, bubly, full of happiness, maybe about 15 years younger than I.She was just what I needed to boost my spirits when facing another day of meetings, reports and grousy confrontations. In Sue's job, she was the planner for company picnics, etc.