Two hour fuck and ass play marathon with cute Jewish girl next door Chaya, 26 [MF]

Chaya was sitting next to the Christmas tree in the lobby, her legs crossed, reading a book when I arrived. In her long sleeve black knit dress, black stockings, and ankle boots she could have been on her way to shul later. She stood to greet me with a warm hug, her curly brown hair bouncing over her shoulders, and we went upstairs. As she bent over to set her bag down, I caught a glimpse of the tops of her stockings around her thighs. Those thigh highs were decidedly not for a house of worship – I felt my dick start to harden in my pants at the naughty secret I was now party to.

I opened a half bottle of champagne I had grabbed earlier that day and poured us each a glass.

“L’chaim,” she said in cheers as we took a sip, and the meaning of her name – ‘Life’ – dawned on me at that moment.

“Lovely,” I said out loud, referring in equal parts to the dry and bready wine bubbling in my glass, the beautiful woman sitting close to me, and her beautiful name.

Part 2: Hot, petite waitress Robin came over for another incredible fuck [MF]

This is a follow-up to another story, which you might enjoy reading first: https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/rodtol/i\_fucked\_hot\_little\_waitress\_robin\_in\_the/

It took a little bit of work to connect with Robin again – a couple of phone calls to the restaurant and an impromptu work lunch on a day she was working a shift – but I eventually managed to exchange numbers with her. I had had a very merry Christmas and a happy New Year’s daydreaming about the way she had let me absolutely use her in the upstairs restroom at the restaurant, so in hopes of a repeat I invited her over to my house to hang out one evening. I figured there was no real point in asking her on a proper date after the unforgettable way we had broken the ice, unless maybe she wanted to repeat the bathroom fucking act in a bar somewhere.

I fucked a hot little waitress in the restaurant bathroom on Christmas Eve and made her swallow [MF]

Shortly after the family was seated at the table, Robin appeared and introduced herself as our server for the evening. She immediately caught my eye with her short brown ponytail and green eyes peering over her mask, and beneath her server’s apron a pair of tight black leggings clung to her fit, petite legs and round ass. She stood a couple inches taller than her natural height in a pair of new looking Doc Martens.

“A drink for you, sir?” she asked, as I took in the rest of her figure over the corner of the menu. I selected a glass of champagne and she went to retrieve it along with the rest of the drinks.

A couple minutes later, she returned, and set the flute of bubbling golden wine in front of me last. She leaned in just a little bit closer than I was expecting and slid the base of the glass across the white tablecloth in front of me with her spread fingers and neatly manicured nails.

“The Tattinger, sir.”