The Inflatable Island [FM]

$198.

Thats how much the inflatable island costed. A bit much for a floatie? Probably. But this was no ordinary floaty. 100 sq.ft. of joy. A nice sunny area to lie down and catch a tan, let my skin soak in the warmth of the sun, and a section shaded by a canopy when it gets too hot.

We were finally able to get up to the cottage this weekend, so we decided to make it more fun by getting this inflatable island. After about half an hour of blowing it up, we were ready to go. We grabbed some drinks and set sail in the lake.

He took his shirt off and sat under the canopy, i laid my towel down in the sun and stretched out to get my tan on! After a little bit, I took my top off…didn’t want those pesky tanlines! I caught him ogling me as my tits bounced out, grinned at him, and lay down on my stomach.

It wasn’t long after that, I felt him rubbing my ass from behind, squeezing it.

“Stop it,” I said playfully, “somebody will see!”
He leaned over me, I could feel his breath on my ear, making me skin tingle
“…So?” He said.

A [F]riend gave [M]e a lift

Alright so I was at a party that I didn’t really want to be at anymore. Dressed in my best tight little LBD, and surprise, surprise, I couldn’t have a conversation with a guy without his eyes falling down to stare at my tits (I didnt really mind lol that’s why I wore the dress), but the music was lame and there were a couple people there that just really got on my nerves.

I called a good friend of mine, Mike, who I had been kinda admittedly keeping in the friendzone, I asked if he was busy and if he could pick me up, he agreed and came right over.

I was a little drunk and sitting on the curb, my dress riding up my thigh when he pulled up in his truck.

“You look like you’ve had a night!” He smiled as I got in, and I caught him admiring how I looked, and I dunno, it felt good to have his eyes on me.

He said something along the lines of “you owe me for this one”, and I had an idea how I could pay him back.

Mile High Club [FM]

I was the first one on the plane from my row. I had the aisle seat. I was wearing a little pair of shorts and a tanktop so I would be comfy but i pulled out a blanket as well because I always end up getting cold on planes.

as everyone continued filing on the plane, I started to get excited, as always, that maybe I would have the row to myself…
That didnt end up being the case. A tall, handsome guy with short dark hair, maybe in his early 30s, walked up to my row and started putting his bags in the overhead compartment, “sorry, I bet you were hoping to have the row to yourself” he said, I smiled, said dont worry about it, and turned so he could get past me to the window seat. I couldn’t help but notice a bit of the outline of his junk in his sweatpants as he squeezed by.

I guess as far as row mates go, he wasnt that bad.

He was too busy [f]or [m]e

I knocked on his door and crept into his office.
He told me he was busy and he didnt have time for me so I had to get out.
I pouted and told him I’d be a good girl and not get in his way.

He didnt even look up.

I told him I just wanted his cock in my mouth, he didn’t even have to acknowledge I was there.

Finally, He looked up from his work and gave me a brief nod before he turned back to his computer screen.

I smiled excitedly and walked over to his desk, pushing him in his chair back a little so I could squeeze underneath.

“You said you wouldnt get in the way!” He said sternly

As an apology I pulled him back and started loosening his belt, rubbing his cock through his pants with my other hand. I unbuckled his pants and pulled his semi-hard cock out. god he was big! I needed him in my mouth, so i wrapped my lips around his cock. I love the feeling of him getting hard on my mouth.

He gave a soft grunt as he kept typing.