A Pedicure For Hannah

Last weekend, my neighbor Hannah and I were hanging out on a warm afternoon, watching college basketball and drinking beer while she painted her nails. She lamented that sandals and bikini season was coming and she would like to do her toes, but she was not good at it, and did not want to spend the money for a pedicure. I laughed and told her my ex-wife felt the same way, and somehow she always talked me into doing it for her.

As you might imagine, Hannah’s pleading eyes and bright smile worked, and before I knew it she had spacers between her toes and was handing me a jar of nail polish.

Since it was hot, we were both wearing shorts; I had on a t-shirt, and she had on a tank top that displayed her perky breasts perfectly. Her shorts were loose-fitting running shorts, and as I started to paint the first toe, she shifted a bit, and unless my eyes played a trick on me, she was not wearing any undies. I took a minute to clear my head and focus on the task at hand, and it happened again. I could not believe it, but sure enough, she was flashing me, and I was getting flustered, because Hannah had the gymnast body of her youth, olive colored skin, warm brown eyes, and smile that can melt your heart.

It was an honest mistake.

We are all so used to frequent Amazon deliveries that we don’t even look at the mailing label anymore. But when my neighbor Ashley opened a package with a vibrating male stroker inside, she knew she had made a mistake.

Later that afternoon, when she knocked on my door with an open Amazon package in hand, I don’t know who got more red. I felt like I was having an out of body experience. I was embarrassed to even buy this thing, and here was my cute neighbor, delivering it personally.

After stuttering and staring at the floor, we finally just broke into a laugh. I told her repeatedly how embarrassed I was, and she assured me it was fine, and that we all had our toys to get us through those moments. She even joked that she will bring up the lube when it gets delivered.

After she said that, I looked at her with a puzzled look, and she asked me whether I knew I needed lube for this toy. Sheepishly, I told her I did not even think of that, then she disappeared in a flash and headed downstairs.

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Fucking It Out

A story using u/Naive_Ability_9574 style.

I woke up early, but didn’t wake you.

To be honest, I was still frustrated at how our conversation ended last night.

So I’m drinking coffee alone.

You make your way into the kitchen to make your tea.

You don’t say hi, so I assume you’re still mad too.

I come into the kitchen, but not a word from you.

You’re in a pink thong and my t-shirt.

Your ass looks so good.

I take a risk.

And hug you from behind.

Kiss your neck.

But don’t say a word.

I reach under your shirt, and gently caress your amazing tits.

You lean back into me, and press your ass against my growing member.

Still not a word, and some underlying tension.

I squeeze a bit more.

Then slip my hand into your panties.

You’re already wet.

So I drop to my knees.

And place my lips on yours.

Then a finger slips in.

My gosh, you are soaked.

I stand up again, and drop my boxers to the floor.

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A Very Erotic Massage [MF]

I text you that a couple nights from now I want to give you an erotic massage. Just come over to my place at 8:00, and bring a robe. Before you come I dim the lights in my bedroom and warm some massage oil.

When you get here, we both undress and take a hot shower together, washing each other thoroughly, kissing in the warm water, and becoming aroused.

Then we get out and dry each other off, I help you apply moisturizer, and I lead you to the bed.

I tell you to lie on your belly, and I put a little warm oil on your back and rub your shoulders, back, and butt. My hands are strong but gentle, and you moan softly and relax fully. I then help you roll over on to your back, and begin kneading your calves and thighs, gently rubbing the massage oil into your skin. Oh, and I am also naked, and my cock is getting stiff.

But your sister is right there! [MF]

In college, I had the pleasure of dating a beautiful, intelligent Latina woman for about six months. She looked fantastic, and was on the college soccer team, so she had an amazing, fit body that many a college boy had lusted after all year. I did not know it at the time, but looking back on it, she was probably a nymphomaniac, and she absolutely wore me out.

One time we were sitting in her backyard hot tub on a pleasant summer evening, relaxing, kissing, and fooling around a little bit, but I was being extra cautious, because her younger sister was sitting at a patio table that was only 30 or 40 feet away. She was busy doing something, but I was worried she could stop and look over at us at any time, and I had no interest in getting caught.

However, Anita was a lot more bold than I was, and our fooling around was slowly progressing. So, while my caution mode was still on, she was slowly increasing the heat in the hot tub, and I could feel myself inching closer to doing whatever she wanted to do.

It was an unseasonably cool summer evening

the night my wife and I invited her sister Annie over to soak in the hot tub and drink margaritas. She had gone through a rough divorce earlier that year, we had become her confidantes, and my wife said her sister was having a tough couple of days. So we stayed in the hot tub longer than normal that night, and since her sons were with their father that weekend, she could crash in our guest bedroom that night, and the margaritas flowed.

After a couple of drinks, Annie’s somber mood began to lift, and her natural flirty, silly side began to show. It was good for all of us to laugh, and share sexy innuendo and bawdy humor, and mix another pitcher of margaritas.

I had known Annie since she was in high school, beginning when I began to date her sister while we were in college. And it was no secret to anyone in the family that she had had a crush on me ever since we first got to know each other.

An Early Rendezvous (M/F)

It’s 5:00 in the morning,and I am wide awake. It was a busy day yesterday, I was exhausted by 8:00, and I fell asleep early. I can’t remember any erotic dreams, so I am happily puzzled why I awoke with a throbbing erection. For a minute, I think of maybe stroking myself while looking at some pictures of you, but then I decide the real thing would be much better.

So I slip on my shorts, grab my keys, and make my way to your place. Luckily, it is still dark and most people are asleep, because I have a noticeable bulge in my shorts.

Quietly, I let myself into your place, slowly walk into your room, and find you just as I had hoped: lying on your side, under a sheet, and still peacefully asleep. So I silently take off my shorts and shirt, and slide under the sheet to join you.

As I spoon you and do my best to flatten my erection against your amazing ass, you stir and let out a nearly silent groan, but I whisper to just lie there and relax. As I nuzzle into your neck, I tell you it’s a Saturday morning and I just want to enjoy you.