After my last meeting with Annie, my best friend’s Sofie friend, we talked by messages but never met again.
A couple of weeks later, I was out for a dinner with some colleagues and, after, I texted Sofie to ask her if I could stop for a drink. Sofie was still in a relationship and so I knew no sex was to be expected, but I just wanted to see her and have a nice chat before going to sleep.
Sofie answered that I could stop without any problem and so I went to her apartment.
When I rang the bell, the door opened and, surprise!, Annie was there. She was wearing a black dress, that would leave her muscular shoulders and arms naked and that had a very short skirt that would show her super ripped legs.
She was happy to see me and hugged me, I kissed her on the cheeks and then went to greet Sofie, who was sitting on her couch, drinking whisky.
“Girls’night?” I asked.
“Damn’ right! – she said – Annie got promoted at her job!”
I congratulated her and we had a round of whiskey to celebrate and another one to keep celebrating.
I sat on the couch and was between the two girls and we chatted about work, life, things that were happening. Annie stood up and showed us her muscles, doing a small body building routine, showing how they flexed an pumped. I had to admit that I was feeling a little aroused from the show, I gave a look to Sofie and realized that she was too. I recognized her short breath of when she was starting to feeling horny.
After the show, Sofie stood up and said “I’m going to call my boyfriend, be right back”, took her mobile phone and disappeared in her bedroom.
Annie sat next to me, we drank and talked and she passed her hand on my chest and shoulder.
“You never called me back”, she said.
“No, I know. But I thought it was a one night stand, you know…”
She kissed my neck and bit my earlobe.
“It was whatever you wanted it to be, Sir.”
“Yeah?”
“Didn’t you miss your pet?”, she asked, licking my neck.
“I did.”
“Let me see how much…”
She went on her knees and started unzipping my jeans, caressing my half hard bulge, that rapidly became harder.
“Can I suck your cock, Sir?”
“Yes, pet.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
She took my cock out and started masturbating it, while looking at me with a smile.
“Suck it, pet.”
She started licking my balls and sucking them, while still masturbating me and then she passed her tongue all along my penis to the tip that she first licked all around and then started sucking. She slowly put the whole cock in her mouth, sucking. When she arrived to her limit, I caught her hair with my both hands and started pushing down, making her gag and tears fell off her eyes.
I raised her head and she spitted saliva all over my cock and balls, breathing deeply. I pushed her head down again and started fucking her throat, getting super horny hearing her gag.
I stopped, grabbed by the air and made her stand up. We kissed, I spit in her mouth and sucked her tongue, before biting her lips and neck. Meanwhile I was masturbating her, she was super wet and slippery. She moaned and scratched my back.
“Please, please, fuck me, Sir.”
Clothier out in few seconds, I made her put on her fours and slammed my hard cock inside her starting to fuck her hard. She bit her hand, trying not to scream, while I as slapping her ass hard as wood.
“Take my cock, pet, come for me.”
“Yes, yes, thank you, make me come…”
While I was fucking her rough, Sofie came back. She stopped in the middle of the room and opened her arms.
“Jesus fucking Christ, guys! I left for few minutes, are you goddamn teens? Can’t you keep it in your pants?”
I didn’t stop fucking Annie, that was moaning and smiled.
“I’m sorry love, but my pet need to cum”.
Sofie looked at me at first with disapproval, then started to look nervous around.
“Well, I’m here…”
She sat on the couch, in front of Annie, and crossed her legs.
“I mean, it’s not cheating if I watch, right?”
“No, love, is not”, I confirmed, pushing my thumb in Annie’s ass.
“Oh fuck!”
“You should feel how her ass is begging for my fingers, love”, I said.
I put two fingers in Annie’s ass and used them to fuck her, while pounding her pussy.
Sofie, was looking us and I recognized the light in her eyes. I leaned to Annie’s hear and whispered what she had to do. She nodded and leaned toward Annie’s feet. Put her lips on her shoes and started kissing them.
“Fuck, that’s not…” Sofie said.
Annie licked one shoe and took it away, starting to lick and kiss her foot.
Sofie moved her hand between her legs, under her panties and started masturbating, while Annie licked her foot’s toes.
“Fuck fuck…”, moaned Sofie.
Annie started to suck her big toe and Sofie screamed coming and movin’ her hand very fast.
I took my cock out from Annie and point it against her ass.
Grabbed her head and pulled them, pulling her head back.
“Say it”, I said.
“Please, Sir, fuck my ass.”
I slowly pushed my cock in her ass, feeling it slide inside without any resistance. I started moving slowly and then increased my rhythm going faster and harder.
Annie moaned and gasped, keeping to lick Sofie’s feet. My friend suddenly stood up and quickly moved to her room, she came back after few seconds holding a dildo in her hand. She stood in front of Annie and pushed it in her mouth.
“Suck it, slut”
Annie moaned while Sofie moved the dildo in her mouth.
“I never fucked a pet – said Sofie, – a dirty, slutty pet who needs its hole filled.”
She grabbed Annie’s hair and pushed the dildo deeper in her mouth.
“You filthy animal, you deserves to be fucked and covered with cum.”
I started to feel my orgasm rising, but tried to resist.
Sofie moved around Annie and got on her knees, turning on the dildo. The air was filled by the buzzing as she pushed it against Annie’s clitoris. Annie screamed and I increased my rhythm.
“Fuck!” screamed Annie, while she was cumming, the dildo pushing against her clit. “Don’t stop! Harder!”.
I was almost at my limit, Sofie noticed it and grabbed Annie by a shoulder and made me stop.
“Cover your pet’s face, love” she said.
Annie lied on her back, face up, I kneeled next to her face and Sofie started masturbating me.
“Open your mouth, you slut. Here’s what you deserve.”
I came growling and clinching my fist. My cum spurted out my throbbing cock, finishing inside her mouth and on her face. Sofie left my cock and mounted on Annie’s chest, her legs wide open, starting to masturbate herself again.
“Did you like it, slut? Did you like his cum?”, she said.
She collected my cum from Annie’s face with one finger.
“Answer, you animal…”, she said.
“Yes, yes I liked it.”
“I liked it, mistress.”, she corrected her.
“I liked it, mistress.”, Annie repeated.
Sofie put the finger in Annie’s mouth, while she kept masturbating.
“Eat that cum, slut. That’s what you deserve, to be a chm dumpster.”
She kept masturbating and feeding Annie with what was left of my cum. I sat next to them, feeling still incredibly horny.
Sofie came spitting on her fingers and pushing them in Annie’s mouth. She slowly laid down, next to her and kissed her forehead.
“You two fuckers…”, she sighed.
We laughed and took our time to regain energies.
Author: fabcasu
The time I [M] saved my BF’s boydbuilder [F]riend from a dry spell
So, once I met my FWB Sofie (I wrote about her [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p5gpdy/my_friend_with_benefits_and_me_made_the_day_of_my/)) at our usual spot, a little café in Paris, to drink something and chat. We didn’t meet for a while, I was busy with work and moving to my new apartment and she started dating a guy that, for a while, had been her boyfriend.
So, we updated each other about our lives and, after a while, she was asking me about my sex life. I was not looking for a relationship and I was having fun, as usual. That specific period, I was shagging a colleague at the academy now and then and, when I had the chance, I would have some one night stands.
– So, you’re not involved in anything serious – she said.
– Nope.
– This colleague of yours…
– Just sex.
– OK, I don’t want to cause trouble.
– Are you talking about you and me? – I asked, surprised – How are the things going in the sex department with your new boyfriend?
– Things are fine, don’t be an asshole – she laughed. – I have to ask you a favor.
[MF] How cat-sitting lent to something complicated. (part 2)
The next day I go to work as usual, do what I have to and during my lunch break I send a message to Jeanne.
“Hi, love, in the afternoon, around 17, I’ll take care of the cats. Will I find you and Commando?”
After a while she answers “His name is Robert and no, he’s with his wife, today. You’re safe.”.
Wife? – I think – Jesus Christ.
So while I’m going to my car, a colleague stops me to talk about a particular class and, since the talk is taking time, we decide to drink something.
I arrive at my friend’s home later than I thought and the cats express their resentment with high pitched screaming.
I’m cleaning the bowls and feeding them, when Jeanne enters.
“Are you still here?”, she asks, surprise.
“Yeah, I’m late.”
“I came for the Jacuzzi. I need a relaxing bath.” she explains with a smile.
“It’s your house, love.” I shrug.
She goes in the other room and I can hear the water running.
I’m slightly embarrassed and there’s this awkward silence that I don’t like.
“Any news from your parents?” I ask, just to say anything.
“They’re having fun, though it’s raining.” she says and enters the living room. She removed her shirt and I can see her tits squeezed in a black bra.
“OK.” I say trying to not stare at her boobs.
She goes back in the room and keeps talking “My little step sis is sick. Well, not ‘sick sick’, but she has like a bad cold or so”.
She comes back: jeans are gone, thong appeared. She has another tattoo on her left tight: a dragon starting from her ribs and ending at half of the tight.
“Nice…” I say, but I’m not really focusing.
“Do you like it?” she asks, happy “Dad was super angry, of course” she turns around to show it and I can see her ass: it’s definitely a nice view. “But I like it a lot. You have a dragon tattoo too, right?”
“Yep.” I say, while I mechanically pat one of the cats.
She smiles and goes back in the other room. I sigh deeply and then go to change the cats’ sand. Since I need a new bag, I go to the Jacuzzi room and open the closet. Jeanne is inside the water, some old hard rock music coming out of her mobile phone and she’s preparing a fag.
“Since when do you smoke?” I ask, while looking for the bag.
“A couple of months. It helps me relax. Do you wanna get high with me?”
“Fuck, is it pot?”
“Yes. Please, don’t say anything to dad, OK?”
“Well…”
“Uncle, you know what I will tell him, if you don’t cover me, right?”
“My lips are sealed.”
“Thanks, I love you.” she says, with a small bow.
I go to the other room and finish changing the sand. Then cuddle and play with the cats for a while, before going to the other room. The water arrives to her shoulders and she’s smoking, her eyes closed. The air is filled with the marijuana perfume and I have to admit that whoever planted it, put great effort in the result.
“OK, I’ve finished.” I say.
She opens one eye and smiles at me “Why don’t you jump in?”
“I don’t have bermudas” I explain.
“I’m naked, under the water.” she answers giggling.
“Jesus fucking Christ” I whisper.
“Come on, uncle, stop being such a pain in the ass, please.”
“I won’t enter the jacuzzi, love ”
“OK, at least sit here with me and let’s smoke together. When was it the last time you smoked pot?”
“It’s been a while” I admit, “I’m more of an alcohol guy.”
She nods and blows smoke out. I roll up my trousers and sit next to her, the legs in the water. She passes me the joint and I smoke, slowly: the smell keeps the promises.
“Your dealer knows what he’s selling.”
“Oh yes.” she says, while she’s taking the joint back.
“So, what happened today? Why did you need the relaxing bath?”
She makes a grimace.
“That motherfucker, Robert.”
“Uh hu.”
“His fucking wife.”
“Why are you involved with a married guy?”
“Why does any girl?”
“Are you in love?”
She laughs and passes me the joint.
“Yeah, when hell will freeze. No, I’m not. But I’m very competitive and that bitch beat me.”
“Well, honestly speaking, she’s entitled to.”
“I know.”
She slowly stands up and I can see her naked body: the water running down her young skin, the underboobs tattoo that makes her breast more intriguing, the shaved pussy.
“Jeanne…” I simply say.
She leans towards me and gives me a kiss on the cheek.
“Stop it…”
She takes the joint and smokes it, while dancing to a power ballad by The Foreigners. Then she again leans to me and kisses my lips, before licking them.
“We shouldn’t…” I say, but I know I’m talking to myself.
“I know, but I like doing things I should not do. And I always liked you” she adds, with a nice smile and a wink. “So, to thank you for all the Sunday movies at the cinema with popcorn and the trip to the circus and for teaching me how to swear in Italian, can you please let me do a small thing for you?”
I don’t say anything, she kisses my lips again and hugs me, my shirt goes wet and she passes her hands on my body. When she arrives at my trousers she unzips them and puts her hand inside, touching my semi hard cock.
“Uncle, I didn’t imagine…” she whispers in my ear, before licking my neck.
“You’re terrible…”
“There is at least one thing I’m good at.”
She kneels and helps me to quit my trousers and underwear. She grabs my cock and starts masturbating me, while looking at it.
“You know one thing? This is my first uncle’s cock.”
“Yeah, well, let’s hope it’s also the last one.”
She looks at me with those incredible, beautiful green eyes and laughs. “Never say never”.
She goes down and licks the tip before moving with the tongue all along, straight to the balls. She licks and sucks them, while masturbating. When she takes my rock hard cock in her mouth I let out a moan, almost a scream.
“Fuck you’re really good.” I say, before smoking the joint.
“Many hours of simulation, Sir” she says, before starting sucking it again.
I can feel her drooling all over my cock, my balls getting wet while she deep throats herself. She moves quickly and, at every dive, my cock goes deeper in her mouth. I pass a hand on her back and I lean to squeeze her ass, slapping it.
“Uncle…” she says, giggling “no slapping, it makes me super horny…”
She looks at me in the eyes, while licking my cock in all its length.
“Fuck…” I moan.
She sucks with passion and lust, she stops one second to kiss me and it’s a real kiss, with tongue and everything.
She goes back to sucking my cock and I can feel I’m almost there.
“I’m coming, love…”
She starts to masturbate me again and points the tip of my cock against her tits. I come, emitting a growl and my cum finishes on her chest and quickly runs down her tits ending in the water.
“My God, you were great.”
“Thanks, uncle.” she says, kissing my cheek.
I lie on my back and watch the ceiling, trying to understand which camion hit me.
[MF] How cat-sitting lent to something complicated [part 1].
One month ago, I received a phone call from my friend Jacques. We have been friends since our childhood, since our parents were. They would come to our house, in summer, and spend some days with me. When I moved to France, we started seeing each other and, of course, I saw his family too. Jacques is married to a great woman, Suzanne, and has two children. A daughter who is 12 years old, Caroline, from the current marriage, and another one, 24 years old, Jeanne, from his previous one.
(All the names are made up)
So, Jacques calls me and asks if I’m going to stay in the city, the next month and if I could do him a favor. His cat sitter isn’t available and I should take care of his three cats, basically cleaning the kitty litter, refilling water and food and cuddling them.
“No problem” I said.
“You can use the jacuzzi, in exchange, and Suzanne will make a kick ass dinner, when we’re back.”
“It sounds great, mate.”
So, the time arrives and they leave. I go every afternoon to their homes to take care of the cats, sometimes I relax in the jacuzzi and everything is fine.
One Sunday I go to the movies and, when it’s over, my usual time has passed. I took the metro, walked along the street enjoying the warm day and, as I arrived at home, I passed from the back entrance to go straight to the bathroom and open the water of the jacuzzi.
The moment I pass through the door it seems to me that somebody is in. Jacques should come back after a week, so it shouldn’t be him. For a moment, I think I’ve left the TV on, when I watched Netflix, the previous day, but after a few seconds I realize that somebody is moaning.
I freeze in the hallway not sure about what to do. I slowly take a step and try to peek in the living room, from where the voices are coming. Nobody can be seen, so I move a little forward: the voices are clearer and a guy is clearly fucking and moaning, while a girl is saying something I can’t understand. I take another step and now i can see the back of the guy: a muscled guy, a bull tattooed on his whole back, large shoulders, with his trousers half way down. I don’t know who he is fucking but I must admit he’s working very hard. I watch him raise his hand and slap the ass of the girl, who screams, a mixture of pleasure and pain.
“Shut up, bitch, take my cock…”
Now I can hear her voice, “Fuck me harder! Harder, please!”.
He starts moving faster and grunting and for a moment I’m imagining what would happen if he had a heart stroke there, in the middle of Jacque’s living room.
I move slightly on the right to see if I can see the girl without being caught by Arnold Fuckinegger and I see long, waivy, brown hair. While I’m deciding if I should move a little more or not, I notice something I didn’t see: in front of the two guys, on the wall, there is a fucking mirror. And the girl is fully reflected on it and it’s Jacque’s daughter Jeanne.
I have known Jeanne since she was born. Smart girl, ambitious and super cute. Nice body, slim and sporty, but, as I said, I have been knowing her like forever and this is not something I was expecting to see.
I’m still thinking this, when Jeanne, who probably wanted to watch her lover in the mirror, opens her eyes wide and emits like a strangled sound.
“What’s up, babe?” Sylvester Stalboner asks, slowing the pace, but unexpectedly Jeanne grabs his arm.
“Don’t stop! Keep going!” she screams “Fuck me, I’m almost there!”
That gives him the energy to start fucking her again quick and strong. I keep looking at Jeanne in the mirror and, after a few seconds, she looks at me. She smiles and shows me her tongue, happy and horny.
The only reason I didn’t have a boner is that I’m terrified that his friend could rip my arms off, Chewbacca style, if he discovers what’s happening. But what I’m watching is super hot and I’m totally hypnotized by Jeanne, who keeps eye contact while licking her lips or sucking her fingers.
Suddenly, she makes him stop, and turns around laying on her back. He starts fucking her in missionary position and she puts her legs around his body, moaning and still looking at me.
“I like it! I like it so much!” she says and I don’t know who she’s speaking to.
I look at her and she looks at me, I’m terrified, intrigued and horny.
“I want you to fuck me hard…” she moans and her boyfriend start going deeper and harder “That’s so good! Yes! Fuck yes!” she screams and comes and never stops looking at me and me at her. Almost at the second she stops screaming, her boyfriend takes is cock out and, I suppose, covers her with his cum.
I slowly walk backwards, exit the house and quickly go away still not sure about what happened.
[M]y lesbian b[F] and me had am awkward evening…
This story happened during my college days, when I was younger (so much younger than today…er…sorry).
I had a very good friend, we will call her Sonia. Sonia was openly gay and a force of nature. We loved spending time together and were very close. We slept together, a couple of time, just slept, no sex. So we were very comfortable, together.
[M]y [F]riend with benefits and me made the day of my neighbours’ son.
I have this FWB we will call Sofie. She’s in her middle 30s, black long hair, nice green eyes (she needs badly glasses, but usually she use contact lenses) and a firm body. She’s a sporty, she practice parkour and train all the time, so her body is rock solid.We met at common friends’ house at a dinner and went along well.
We dated a little bit, but we understood it could not work, we are too different. But since we really like each other and enjoy the company of the other, we hang out. We have this “let’s see how it goes” situation where we could have sex or simply spend time together and enjoy the other one (sometimes we cry on the other shoulder, during hard times).
[M]y [F]riend with benefit and I made the day of my neighbors’ son.
I have this FWB we will call Sofie. She’s in her middle 30s, black long hair, nice green eyes (she needs badly glasses, but usually she use contact lenses) and a firm body. She’s a sporty, she practice parkour and train all the time, so her body is rock solid.
We met at common friends’ house at a dinner and went along well. We dated a little bit, but we understood it could not work, we are too different. But since we really like each other and enjoy the company of the other, we hang out. We have this “let’s see how it goes” situation where we could have sex or simply spend time together and enjoy the other one (sometimes we cry on the other shoulder, during hard times).
One night we went out for dinner and drinks, since we didn’t see each other for a long time. While we were going to the restaurant, we bumped in Paul. He’s the son of my neighbors, a bright, smart and very intelligent guy. He must be around 22 years old, he’s a gamer, so we play together at Call of dUty and I lend him my DVD or BluRay movies (yes, I’m old enough to collect and yes, you young mfuckers should love more classic movies). That night Paul was dressed to kill: a suit, without tie, freshly shaved, clearly out for a date. I stopped to say hi, introduced Sofie, he told me he was actually going out with a girl he mentioned a couple of times, during our games. So I told him to have fun and we went have dinner.
After dinner we went to our favorite bar for a “wingmen mode night”. We would do our best to help the other to score. But I wasn’t really in the mood; Sofie was ready to fire, but she didn’t find anyone she liked. So we decided for a round of drinks at my place and to see what would happen.
When we entered my building, we found Paul waiting for the elevator. It was note very late, like 1 a.m., so finding him there was quite a surprise for me. When he saw us he smiled, slightly embarrassed, and we greeted.
“it’s early”, I said.
“Yeah. I know. She was…you know…tired” he said, with a sad smile that explained everything.
“Yes, of course” I said, while the three of us entered in the lift.
There was an awkward silence and Sofie gave me a look like “poor boy”.
“So, Paul, we’re having the parting glass. Want to join? I also have a DVD for you.”
He looked at us, Sofie smiled charmingly and he nodded. We entered in my apartment, I went straight to the kitchen and took glasses.
“What do you drink? Beer or something stronger?” I asked.
“Beer will be fine, thanks”
“And you, Sofie?”
“You know me”
I came back with a beer, two glasses and a bottle of whiskey. I filled the glasses and raised mine.
“To Saturday nights”, I said.
“To Saturday nights”, Paul said.
“To stupid girls”, Sofie said.
We drink and sat down, Paul and I started talking about gaming and movies, while Sofie was drinking and looking at my movie collection. After a while she poured some whiskey in my glass and in hers and asked “So, Paul, what happened with your date?”.
Paul was embarrassed and looked at me “Only if you want to talk about”, I said, massaging my eyes.
“Well, nothing really. It simply didn’t work, I think.”
Sofie sat on the armrest of my sofa, slightly pulling up her skirt. “What does it means?” she asked, before drinking whiskey.
“I don’t know…she didn’t…like, she wasn’t interested, I think…”
Sofie took the bottle of whiskey and showed it to me “Another round?”.
“Yep.” I said, throwing her a glance that meant “I’m watching you”. She was a little bit tipsy and I saw her that way other times: she would become extremely frank, bordering with rude.
She filled our glasses.
“How can you say?” she asked to Paul. “That she wasn’t interested. Why are you sure?”
“I’m not really…I mean, I’m here with you two and not with her…”
“Did you do your thing?”
“My thing what?”
“Your move. Did you do your move?”
“What move?”
“Any move. Paul, every man has a move. Something you do to show interest.” he didn’t answer and she looked at me like she couldn’t believe it “The move, Paul! Jesus Christ! Look at him – she said, pointing her finger, – the first time we went out he grabbed me while we were dancing and made me feel his hard cock through his pants!”
“Sofie…”, I said slowly.
“That’s the move!”
“Sofie…”, I repeated, more firmly.
“No, he’s a man, with beard and everything and he must know how things works or he will spend every Saturday night of his life jerking off.”
Paul’s face was red and he didn’t talk, looking nervously inside his beer.
“Don’t mind her, she drunk a little bit too much”, I said.
“That’s true, but still I’m right and you know it!” she said to me. “Paul, explain me: how could you strike with your previous girlfriend without a move?”
There was a long and embarrassed silence and Paul’s faces was even more red, if it was possible. Sofie looked at him, then at me, then again at him and then again at me, while the thought found his way through the alcohol.
“Jesus Christ, Sofie, should I write it down for you?”, I said giving her a slap on the arm.
“No!” she exclaimed looking at Paul. “No! No fucking way!”
Paul didn’t say anything and smiled nervously.
“How is it possible!?” she asked grabbing him by the shoulders. “I’m sure it’s your fault, you should be more relaxed!”
“Oh well, we don’t risk that, now”, I suggested finishing my whiskey.
“No, OK. I’m sorry. I could have drunk a little too much, that’s true” Sofie said, “but I want you both to know one thing: there’s no way that you are going home without getting some, Paul, I’m sorry.”
“What?”, he asked incredulous.
“Yeah, what?”, I asked amused.
“Not on my watch boys. That’s it.”
She stood up and went to the kitchen, Paul looked at me “What is happening here?”
“You have two choices: leave now, I will block her. Or stay and see what happens. In both cases no arm will be done to you.”, I just said, shrugging.
Paul looked in the kitchen direction and then leaned towards me “Is she serious? What is she talking about?”.
“She’s serious. I don’t know what she’s preparing, but I thrust her.”
She came back with a glass and poured some whiskey in.
“First of all, Paul – she said giving him the glass, – stop drinking like a teenager and start drinking like a man.”
She filled my and her glass too and raised it “To Saturday nights!”, she said.
Paul looked at me, then her, the our glasses bumped and we emptied them.
“That’s really good”, he admitted.
“Now we are speaking the same language, Paul”, said Sofie and filled his glass again. Then sat on his lap and kissed him. I saw her pushing her tongue in his mouth and, after a brief moment, sucking his.
“Can you feel how good my kisses taste, after a whiskey?”, she asked him, while biting his earlobe.
“Yes…they taste wonderful…”, he moaned.
She gave him the glass, took his other had and, slowly, put it on her ass.
“This is a move, Paul”, she said, before kissing him again.
He grabbed her ass and squeezed a couple of time, while they french kissed wildly. She took a sip of whiskey in her mouth and kissed him again, passing him the alcohol. Her hand slowly run from his chest to his legs, caressing in the middle.
“I can see my move works on you, Paul”, she said before passing her tongue on his neck.
“Yes, it works, it works”, he moaned in a weak voice.
She took his hand and put it on her breast.
“These are my tits. They’re not very big, but I like when a gentleman touch, lick and suck them”.
“OK…yes…”, he moaned again.
Sofie giggled and kissed him again, then looked him in the eyes “Everything is alright, hun? Are you comfortable?”
“Yes, yes, totally”, he said feverishly while grabbing her boobs.
“OK, if you want me to stop, if you don’t like something, just say it, all right?”
“All right.”
She kissed him again and ruffled his hair “Aaawww. You’re so cute, I like you a lot.”.
Sofie started to open Paul’s trousers and put her hand inside.
“I think you will like what comes next, Paulie.” She took his cock out and started to masturbate him slowly. “Can I call you Paulie?”
“Yes, of course…” his voice was almost inaudible.
“OK, then. You can call me Madame Sofie.”
“Yes, Madame Sofie, no problem.”
Sofie started to laugh and stopped masturbating him “I’m jocking, Paul! Jesus Christ, Sofie, just call me Sofie.”
“Oh…yes, of course.”
She kissed him again.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make fun of you. I’ve been naughty. Come on, slap my ass.”
She turned around and poked out his butt. Paul gave me a look and I nodded. He gave a light slap and she looked over her shoulder.
“Excuse me, what was that, Paulie? Can I have a real slap, now?”
He slapped harder this time and she let out a little scream. “Oh yes, Paulie, that’s the way: strong, but not too strong.”
She walked toward me and turned around. “Would you be nice and unzip my dress, love?”
I unzipped her and she leaned toward me to kiss me. “Shall I leave you alone, Sofie?”, I asked.
“No, stay, please. I’m going to need you soon” she said, winking.
She went back to Paul, just wearing her underwear: a black bra and a black tong for her perfect ass. Sofie sat on Paul’s lap and looked at him.
“So, Paulie. Where were we?”, she asked.
“Well, we were kissing and…you now…petting…”
“Oh yes, now I remember.”
She stood there and he looked at her, the mouth open, like he didn’t know what to do.
“Paulie – she whispered, – it’s time for the move”, she nodded.
Like he remembered, Paulie put his hand on her waist and pulled her towards him.
“That’s a good beginning…”
He kissed her passionately, while his hand were caressing her ass. They kissed for a long time and Sofie started to masturbate him again. After a couple of minute Paul emitted a moan, Sofie grabbed his hair and kept kissing him while masturbating and he came, shooting load after load on Sofie’s hand and thigh.
“Oh my God…”, Paul whispered.
“Everything’s fine, Paulie, don’t you worry, you’ve been great.”
She stood up and ran quickly to the kitchen, coming back with some paper to clean.”
“I’m sorry…- he said, – I didn’t mean to…”
“Hey you – she said, grabbing his face – you have been great, Paulie”. She looked him in his eyes, smiling, and he nodded and kissed her. She moaned, nicely surprised and then caressed his cheek. “You’re a good boy, Paulie. You will make someone very happy, one day, I promise.”
“Thanks…”, he said.”
“So, since you’ve been a good boy, let’s go to step two.”
“What is step two?”, he asked, being nervous again.
“First of all, take your glass of whiskey and take a sip. Relax. I don’t want you to have an heart attack”. Paul drunk from the glass and took a couple of deep breath. “Very good, now be a peach and spread your legs”, she said, while getting on her knees.
Once Paul opened his leg, she started to pull down his trousers and underwear. She looked silently at his cock for dew seconds and then sighed “I’m so happy to be here, right now”, she said, with a wink of her eye.
She took out her tongue and passed it along Paul cock, that wasn’t hard in that moment. He emitted like a squeak and she laughed “Yeah, I know”, Sofie said. “Keep drinking and enjoy the ride, Paulie”.
He sipped the whiskey and she kept licking and kissing his cock, that, slowly, became harder and harder. In his full length it was quite interesting, I must admit. Sofie kissed the tip and then started to masturbate him again.
“I want you to know one thing, Paulie: you’re a nice guy and the only reason for not having sex with the girl you like is that you’re to idiot to realize how much she would like to.”
“OK…”, he answered.
She leaned toward the cock and started sucking the tip, then, slowly, she went down, inch after inch, until almost arrive to the end of it. Once she deep throated him she started moving his head with a rotating movement.
“Oh fuck!”, Paul screamed.
Sofie kept going for several seconds, before taking out the cock and starting masturbating him again, while licking gently his balls.
“Do you like it? Or are you sensible, here?”, she asked stopping from licking.
“No, please, don’t stop, Sofie…”
“Madame Sofie”, she corrected him, before laughing and starting again to lick his balls.
Paul’s face was twisted by a whole series of expressions of pleasure. I put my hand in front of my mouth and hid a smile, since he was tender and ridiculous at the same time.
In the meantime Sofie started to blow him again with great passion and technique. “Do you need a whiskey refill, Paulie?” she asked.”
“What? No, no, I don’t…”
“Keep drinking, hun, enjoy the experience.”
He drunk the whole remaining whiskey in one sip, while Sofie licked her middle finger and smiled at him.
“OK, Paulie, do you thrust me?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Very good, then let me do my thing.”
He nodded, she started to suck his cock again and, slowly, put her middle finger under his balls, reaching his butthole. Paul widened his eyes and she put the other hand on his chest, like to asking him to resist, while she was fingering and sucking him at the same time. After a moment of tension, Paul relaxed and I could see he was really enjoying the thing.
“I’m almost there…”, he whispered.
Sofie took her hand away and stopped sucking.
“OK, Paulie, we have to talk about one thing. A very important one.”
“Now?”
“Yes, now. Listen to me very carefully: coming is a great thing. Really. Is my favorite thing in life.”
“Yes, OK.”
“But you, Paulie, you should never ever ever forget to give pleasure to the girl who’s having sex with you. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, Sofie, of course.”
“Don’t be an asshole, Paulie. Be nice and give the girl an orgasm or I will be very disappointed.”
“I promise I will.”
“Yes? Because I didn’t have an orgasm and you almost had two, already.”
“Oh…you mean I should…”
“No. No. Paulie, I’m sorry, there is another thing I want you to know. I know you were almost at the point of filling my mouth, but one last thing: I’m a slut, but I’m not going to fuck you. I want your first time to be with someone else, someone special. Or maybe not, but not here, not tonight, alright?”
“If you say so…”
“I say so.”
“OK, but what happens now?”
She looked at me and smiled “How about fuck me, love?”.
“It was fucking time”, I moaned, starting to undress.
“Him? Now?”, asked Paul.
“Yes. Don’t be a prude, you have let him watch you while I was blowing you, I don’t see any problem in you watching him sticking his cock in me.”
Paul didn’t say anything and simply nodded, Sofie blew him a kiss and started licking his cock again “I like your cock, Paulie”.
She changed position and went on her fours, while I came behind her and moved apart her tong, putting a finger inside her. She moaned.
“You’re super wet, you slut”, I whispered in her ear.”
“Stop fucking around and make me come, love”, she said, before kissing me.
I pointed my cock against his pussy and slowly entered in her, hearing her groaning.
“Fuck…”, she said, and I started to move, first slowly and then faster and harder. I slapped her ass a couple of time and grabbed her by the waist. Sofie moaned and screamed and looked at Paul.
“I like how he fucks me, Paulie. A lot.”
“Yes….”, he said, looking me fuck her roughly.
“Please, Paulie, take my hair and push your cock in my mouth, I beg you…”, she moaned.
Paul took her by the hair and put her cock between her lips, she started sucking while I didn’t stop.
“Hey Paul – I said, – help her. Fuck her mouth.”
He looked at me and I nodded and he started to move back and forth, fucking her mouth with deep movements. Sofie gagged and moaned, while she was filled on both sides. I could see her mascara dripping down her cheeks, while we were fucking her hard.
“Fuck, I’m coming…”, Paul said.
“Keep going”, I simply said.
He kept fucking her in her mouth and screamed while coming in there, Sofie didn’t retract or moved, she simply let him fill her throat with his cum.
I stopped fucking her and turned her around, putting her on her back, her legs on my shoulder and started again to fuck her, going deeper and deeper. Sofie looked at me with a stare glance, moaning.
“Fuck me, fill me…”
While I fucked her, I started masturbating her and she screamed with pleasure.
“Don’t stand there, Paul. Put your cock in his mouth again”, I said.
Paul moved nearer and Sofie took is half hard cock in his mouth, smiling gratefully. Paul moaned as she sucked him again and, suddenly, she screamed and twisted and came, beating a fist against my chest. I slowed down the pace and fucked her slowly and gently, she moaned while still sucking Paul’s cock.
“Where do you want me to cum?”, I asked.
“Fill my mouth, love.”
I took out my cock from her and made her sit down, her back leaning against the chair. I stood up and put my cock in her mouth, starting fucking her lips. Pulled her hair and made her gag, keeping my cock all inside, while she was weeping. After few hit I came and she swallowed everything.
I helped her to lay on the couch and I sat next to her, caressing her hair.
“Hey, Paul – she said, – not bad for a Saturday night, no?”
“No, Sofie, it was great.”
“OK, so now I’ll have a shower and a good night of sleep. I’m going to leave you boys to masturbate on videogames.”
She stood up and kissed me. And she kissed Paul “It was a pleasure to met you, Paulie. And don’t say that the pleasure was yours, I already know it.”
She went in my room and left us to drink a last glass, before ending the night.
I [M] fucked a [F] student who was way younger than me /2
[OK, it’s VERY long. If you want the action, skip to the end]
After what happened, I didn’t meet Sam anymore. We saw each other at the academy and said “Hi” and smiled but never talked again.
I was a little bit ashamed, due the age gap and my role, and also worried about what could happen after. What if she talked to her parents about what happened or to my boss? After a week of tension, when no police officer knocked at my door, I started relaxing and took the episode as it was: a nice interlude in my life. I started dating, for the most part one or two night stands, nothing really serious, but I was having my part of fun.
After a little bit more than a month, I realized that I hadn’t seen Sam at the academy since a long time. I discretely walked by her class to check, but she was never there. So I asked to my colleague about, between a chat and the other, and she confirmed that she wasn’t attending classes, but that she had not asked (we usually call the parents, after a couple of time a student is missing, to check that everything is alright and that their are informed about) (yes, we’re fucking snitches, I know).
I [M] fucked a [F] student who was way younger than me
Well, this is a story of some time ago and still now I remember it with a smile.
I was teaching in a private school and my students were all in a wide range from 6-year-old children to 20 something. I taught French and I loved my job, get along with my colleagues and, most important, with my students. I had some difficult cases or sometimes day were rough, but overall I was very happy there.
Teaching to teenagers was challenging: they are in an age were they don’t like to stay in class and, being mine a extra class course, they loved even less spend what they considered their free time studying stupid grammar rules.From my side, I would try my best to not be boring, to keep the classes entertaining and to walk on the line between “we are here to study, your parents are paying money to give you an education” and “OK, stop with past simple, let’s talk about your day”.Sometimes I would have a very good relationship with some of them, sharing their problems or worries, but usually it was all included in the class hours package (well, sometimes I could come across a student while going around and we would say “hi”, but keep going).