Author: notyrslut

SHOWERING WITH AUNT POLLI

My first girlfriend was my aunt.

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Her fun-bags bounced under her t-shirt like two kids in a jumping castle. No bra. Cool.

As we painted the wall, I watched Aunt Polli’s plump tits bounce and wobble around. My arm accidentally bumped her jiggling tits… And I recalled all the times I’d spied on Polli, watching her sunbathe in the nude.

Aunt Polli was part French and totally hot.

That summer, during a break from college, I helped auntie fix up her house. It was late when we finished painting. Polli jumped up. “Now is shower time Henri. And we don’t have much hot water.”

“So hurry Henri!”

I’d just turned on the shower when Aunt Polli opened the curtain. “College boy I hope you don’t mind family nudity.” The woman walked in full bush naked, revealing her plump tits, big nipples, and dark vee of pussy hair.

My cock leapt to attention.

“Oh Henri, you act like you’ve never seen me naked.” My aunt turned and bent over to wash her legs. Between her thighs, I watched her clam-shaped pussy squeeze out. OMG, my prick grew so stiff it curled. Read more »

THROUGH THE KEYHOLE, Pete peeps on sexy sister.

I’m a twenty-four-year-old grad student and my sister Rose is just over 18. We both live at home with mom and stepdad in a really big and really old 2-family house. Rose and I share the upstairs unit which consists of 2 bedrooms, a living room area and a full kitchen and bath. There’s a 2nd doorway between Rose’s room and the bath. It’s a door we never actually use; in fact it was painted shut long before either of us were even born. The door itself is original to the house, with an antique glass doorknob and big old keyhole. Thank god it never occurred to my sister to cover up that keyhole…

About three years ago, my stepdad evicted the tenants they rented the upstairs apartment to so I might have ‘a place of my own’ to live after college. Well, that place of my own never came to be; my little sister Rose had campaigned fiercely for half the space and beat my parents down. I didn’t have too much of a problem with it; Rose and I got along really well and had lived together growing up, so…we laid down some ground rules when I moved back home and we’ve shared the place ever since. Read more »

How to Seduce a Woman- Sometimes men need a little guidance.

“You know why you’re single, Will,” my mouth said. A slight slur was audibly perceptible as I’d likely had too much wine.

“What?”

“Well, why you’re single.” I could hardly back down now. No matter how hypocritical it was. Here we were, sitting on his couch, after a friendly dinner, a bottle of wine and several drinks. The both of us single, and no love life on the horizon. Will’s love life seemed easier to fix than my own.

“Do tell. Why am I single?” he asked sardonically. It had been awhile since he’d humoured my desire to psycho-analyze him.

“Well,” I began after setting my now empty cocktail glass on the coffee table and settling back on the couch, one leg tucked under the other. “You’re too shy. And you don’t know how to go about seducing a woman.”

“What?” he pouted. Of course he pouted. His fragile male ego couldn’t allow him to admit that, yes, he was rather hopeless in the art of seduction.

“Even I’ll admit you’re a great catch. You’ve got that tall, dark and handsome thing going on. You’ve got all your teeth, a good job, and you don’t live with your parents. So what’s the snag? You don’t know how to seduce a woman, that’s what,” I declared matter-of-factly. Read more »

Bathroom Stall – Two girls connect on dance floor and finish in bathroom.

Jesse’s fingers were slipping from her hand to just grasp at Liz’s fingertips. The pressure she was exerting to hold onto her was making Liz’s fingertips throb.

They had been dancing in the center of the room, and an escalation of contact had begun. It began with the occasional bump of the hips, a hand resting on an arm. Jessie’s eyes had been sparkling as she laughed on the floor. Liz was more serious, staring back at the more petite girl, constantly stepping in closer. The crowd of dancing bodies helped by moving in a wave to her back, holding them in. Once you lost your moving room once, it was gone.

It was the sharp shove from behind that started it. Liz’s hands flew out to grip onto Jessie’s waist as she swayed, then balanced. Her upper fingers rested on the bare flesh of Jessie’s waist. The skin was warm, moist with sweat. She let her thumb rub up on the bare skin. It was hard to focus on dancing, though the wild bouncing body in front of her didn’t seem to struggle. Read more »

Lockdown Love, I Fucked My Daughter

“You should put some clothes on before you come down here, and stop walking around the house like you were still ten years old. You’re eighteen now Rachael, you should act like it.” I told her, the slightest sternness to my tone.

“But you liked it didn’t you daddy?” She said smiling, toying with me. “Didn’t you?” She said, now pulling at my cheek jokingly, trying to make me laugh.

She always liked to play games. It was impossible to admit that I liked what I’d seen. She was my daughter, how could I?

Being a dad is a pretty tough job, the stresses and strains of bringing up kids can be overwhelming and my teenager daughter had always been a handful. Going through high school it was clear to me that Rachael was an exceptionally clever kid and she would need a lot of money spent on her in the form of private tutors for all of her subjects. As early as ten or eleven her ability far outpaced everyone in her class and even her entire grade and I was rarely able to help her with her homework anymore. She had to change high schools twice before she hit eighteen because every time she went to a smarter one she would soon outpace everyone and eventually need another new high school. Read more »

Caught in the Office – Caught masturbating in the office by a young client. [exhib] [voyeurism]

In the peak of the heat of summer the mercury had risen to a sweltering 37 degrees. The air conditioning in the office had broken and the sweat was running off my body. I had been finishing up some paperwork while waiting for my last client to arrive. It was already well past five and the office was long since deserted.
When the paperwork was done I headed to the office door and pushed it closed. I had obviously been stood up. It was nothing new, actually it happened quite frequently. People forget that I have a life too and I don’t sit and wait for them to call. I dropped back into my chair and reached for the computer.
I thought I would give my client five more minutes or at least until I read a couple of stories from this hot erotic story site I had found. I searched through the new story list eager to find something that struck my fancy or other areas. It was then that I found it, a story about a girl who liked to flash and tease guys in public. A casual flash from under her skirt revealed her lack of panties and modesty. This type of story started a nice warm little fire deep inside me.
I have always fantasized about finding a woman who liked to be flashed, one that might be interested in seeing me as I explored my sexual arousal. It certainly wasn’t my wife, at least not in any way she has ever expressed. She always seemed to be embarrassed by my sudden removal of clothing. Like the time I removed my swimming trunks on the deck by the pool. She looked at my manhood and simple huffed and turned away. Confusing as it was it didn’t stop me from becoming aroused while in the presence of others.
I was enjoying the details of the story about how the girl watched for the voyeurs to become aroused as she flashed them her naughty parts. It was her slow and tempting seduction of these men as she rubbed her bare pussy that really turned me on. I could feel the excitement growing from deep inside me.
I carefully leaned back in my chair and opened my legs and started to rub my manhood. I squeezed my balls with my other hand as I continued to read the story. I had become engorged through my physical contact and the excitement of an unexpected turn in the story. The girl had been cornered by one of the men she had been flashing. He was behind her with his cock out as she bent over in front of him. With this twist I undid my belt and opened my pants.
I continued to rub my hardened manhood as I continued to read. I imagined myself as the man behind the girl, as he drove his cock deep inside her, much to her pleasure. As he rammed himself deep into the depths of the pussy, I freed my cock from the confines of my underwear and pulled down my pants to my ankles.
I tucked my shirt up to expose my stomach in case of any sudden escapes. The last thing I needed was to have to go home and explain why I had cum on my clothes. Enveloped in the carnal retribution against this young flasher I envisioned myself forcing her cute little mouth over the end of my hard cock and forcing her nose to the shaved bit of skin above my cock. Her flush red lips forced to part as she swallowed and gasped to catch her breath. Her dark hair wrapped in my fingers as I forced her down every time she bobbed up for air.
I allowed her just a few seconds of pause before I rammed her head down hard against my cock. I pulled at her shirt and exposed her beautiful young breasts. Their firmness inspired me to remain hard as long as I could to punish this little girl for turning me on so much. She stopped fighting my actions and rose up off my cock for only a second before driving her face back to the base of my shaft, forcing her to deep throat me time and time again. I released her head and reached for her skirt, flipping it up and pulling it up around her waist.
Her ass was now totally exposed for all to see. A few men that she had teased earlier had returned to see her get punished for her provocative ways. I pulled apart her legs, removing the blockade of flesh she had created. I ran my fingers up and down the crack of her ass, fiddling with her asshole as she groaned with pleasure. I teased at her wet clit as her dripping pussy betrayed her desires. She was rapidly approaching a climax much to the appreciation of the crowd.
Her voice was rising as she groaned as loud as she could with my cock in her throat. I too was closing in on the peak of the mountain. I twisted and tweaked at her pussy as she offered a mumbled encouragement. I punctured her sealed pussy with two fingers. Her juices took the opportunity to escape and ran all over my hand and down her leg. Once again she groaned with pleasure. Feeling a little nasty I decided to push her to a new level. Withdrawing the soaked fingers from her pussy I traced her asshole and covered her ass cheeks with her juices. I circled her asshole gentle increasing the pressure as I rounded her. She halted her assault on my cock waiting for my next move.
I too paused, resting my finger over top over her asshole. I grabbed her head and forced her to resume eating all of my cock. I waited for her attention to turn back to the cock in her mouth before I slid my finger up her ass. I drew it out quickly, as she gasped at the sensations rushing through her body. She was too wet to be able to resist me. Between her own wetness and my soaked hand, her asshole was mine to dominate.
Without hesitation I placed two fingers upon her asshole as a bit of forewarning of what was coming. She paused her sucking of my cock while waiting for this new sensation to occur. Without warning I forced both fingers back up her ass and pumped her ass several times. A large gasp and an audible swallow filled the air as she reacted to the intrusion. I was in control and living large. This girl loved every minute of my assault.
“Oh my Gawd,” she gasped.
“Yeah baby, you like it. Don’t you? You can tell me, because I like it too,” I replied.
“I guess I am a little too late for my appointment,” she said.
“Appointment?? What??
A sudden thought of horror raced through my mind. Was this voice not in my head, but from my client that I thought had stood me up? I spun my head to the side to look my client dead in the eyes.
I tried to cover myself up. I could feel myself turning red. The worst part was that as Alex stood in front of me she just smiled and watched me in my frantic state. I was ruined. If she made one comment to anyone in this town I would be done. My business would be done. I tried to piece together an apologies and some sort of explanation.
“I had been experiencing pain from a surgery I had a few years back and was trying to ensure everything was still ok. I … uhh, didn’t hear you come in. uhh,” I stammered. I could feel the blood rise quickly into my face.
She did nothing except start to chuckle at me. This twenty year old girl had just walked in as I was jerking off in my office. I was deep in my fantasy and about ready to cum. I looked up sheepishly to try to gage her reaction. The smile on her face made it all even more difficult. She had that, I know what you were really doing look in her eyes. The smirk on her face said it all.
“I hardly think so”, she said as she leaned over my desk and looked at my computer screen. In the commotion I had forgotten to change the web site I was looking at. “I think that the truth is that I just caught you stretching the snake.” She said with a leering look.
“I assure you it’s not what you think”, I blurted out in an attempt to maintain any thread of dignity I may have had left.
“Nope, I’m positive that you were reading dirty stories on the internet and decided to jerk off. You can try to deny it, but I know that you do not get any of that sticky stuff on the end of your cock by checking your surgery,” she said with a mischievous smile.
I could say nothing. I just looked her in the eyes and prepared myself for her to storm out and tell the world or try to blackmail me or something. She slowly stepped around the desk. This tall thin young woman was sizing me up for what she could get out of me. Her long dark hair was pilled back into a ponytail exposing her slender neck. She paused at the edge of my desk just inches away from where my tucked naked lower torso was hiding. She scanned me up and down looking for any signs of exposure. [read more](https://realsexstoriesx.blogspot.com/2018/05/caught-in-office-caught-masturbating-in.html)

My Busty Aunt Rebecca- Went to my aunt’s house to fix her laptop..

Sorry to bother you,” Emma repeated again.

“It’s okay,” I smiled at her, “If anything happens again, call me.”

With a wave of my hand, I turned around and walked down the street.

It was a warm April day; a light breeze gently touched my face and body. I passed Jefferson Street, past the magnolia bushes. A sweetish smell hit my nostrils. Jackie lived here; she was my mother’s work colleague. Once I was fixing her laptop too. Jackie is about 40 but have a very youthful appearance.

An image flashed in my memory: Jackie in a white top and short shorts. Weather was especially hot that day and she didn’t wear a bra, so I could see the nipples showing through her top.

I felt my dick was hardening on. God! I wish I could slap those nipples with my schlong!

There was no one at home, probably my mother and stepfather left somewhere on their own business. I made myself an orange juice and went into the living room. I turned on the air conditioner. A large, almost the entire wall, French window of the living room overlooked the south side and during the day the air warmed up rather quickly, especially in such sunny weather. It was very bright here. The living room space was literally flooded with sunlight. Read more »

I cum riding a train with a stranger [F]

It was a summer rush hour in LA. I need to take the train to meet a friend early in the evening for a party in a club.

I’m all dressed up in a tight fitting top that doesn’t leave much to the imagination. I’m not wearing a bra either. My silk skirt is short and flirty. A small breeze will lift it up to show my white thong that is clinging to a shaven pussy.

As I was standing and waiting for the train, I can tell that I’m getting some attention when my skirt lift up with the breeze. I can only hold the front of my skirt as my other hand was holding a big paper bag with a present to my friend.

Everyone was feasting on my nice ass. My boyfriend always tell me that I’m the only girlfriend he had with an ass to kill for. I take that as a complement or maybe he tells that to all his previous girlfriend. From the looks of the men at the station, he may be telling the truth. Read more »

Melody’s Father – A teenage girl brings her friend home to her loving father. [F/D/F] [Incest] [ageplay]

It was late afternoon by the time the two ran low on money, and it was also right around then that they realized they hadn’t eaten anything since they split a bagel before heading to the beach that morning.

Melody counted out her change onto her friend Kelly’s dashboard. The light turned green, and Kelly accelerated in the only way that teenage girls can accelerate, and the change went everywhere. Into Melody’s skirted lap, between the seats, onto the floor.

“Shit,” said Melody, but apathetically.

Kelly giggled, swerving slightly as she did so. Melody rolled up her window and reached for the air conditioning in the car. The south Florida sun wasn’t any kinder in October than it was in June and nor was the humidity.

With the breeze out of their hair, Melody examined herself in the car mirror, pulling strands of blonde hair from her cleavage, re-arranging her strategically buttoned top.

Melody looked over at Kelly without her noticing. She did this often, comparing their bodies, unsure of herself but sure enough to dress as if she were 100% certain that she was a head turner. Which, of course, she was. Read more »

Guilty Love — Andrea can’t help her feelings for her sleeping sister.

Things should have changed after being away from home for the better part of a year, that’s what I thought anyway. My first year at university had been different certainly, but not in the sort of grand life-changing way I had hoped for. Returning home at the end of the school year I found everything pretty much same. I may as well not have bothered.

As sisters, and only about a year and a half apart, I grew up sharing a room with Lindsay. That hadn’t changed either and even now as I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling I could hear her soft breathing from across the room. I turned my head to look at her but couldn’t make out much more than an undefined mound where her blanket covered her. To think one of the biggest problems in my life was sleeping in the same room as me.

It sounded terrible when I thought of it that way. It wasn’t like Lindsay had done anything to deserve being labeled as a problem, even just in my mind. She was as good a sister as I could have asked for and I wouldn’t have traded her for anything. I just wished I could fix whatever was wrong with me. Read more »