collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
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Anal always seemed like such a terrifying concept to me. If I’d have known how fucking good it was I would have taken the plunge much sooner.
To set the scene I am a 28 [ f ]small tits, banging ass and tight body and also a closeted freak. And the real hero of this story, let’s call him Lee 34 [ m ] athletic with the body and cock of a god.
This story happened over the summer a couple years ago, but i remeber it like it was yesterday.
My wife and I had moved to a new house to be closer to the outdoors and jobs. One weekend it was the perfect temps, upper 70’s and low humidity so we decided to ditch our adult responsibilities and go explore the nature trails around our house. My wife is 5’8″ and has all the curves in the right places. I am 5’10” with a muscular build. We both decided to wear t shirts on the hike with gym shorts.
The Hike was going to be about two hours total based on the maps we read, and a great climbing rock that overlooked the whole valley. During the hike to the summit we were chatting and flirting back and fourth. I liked to stare at her breasts and she walked because there where bouncing up and down with every step she took. I would walk next to her say look over there and have my hand brush against her boobs as I pointed in the direction. Eventually she figured out what I was doing and just reached down to grab my cock and says look what I found. We were getting close to the summit so we kept going, every now and then she would lift up her shirt and bra to reveal her breaats, she said they were getting to hot and needed to cool down.
I am a university student, second year. I’m a short brunette and have a healthy weight but was blessed with D cup breasts and a great ass. He is tall, has dark hair and a very fit body. This story happened just a few days ago and I needed to share it.
For weeks, there already had been some tension building up between us. Being the only active student in his class made it easier to have a closer bond with him. He is 9 years older than me and very attractive. He spoke with such passion during class that I couldn’t help but fall for his charm. I pretended having trouble with an assignment to get his phone number and started texting him about it. Soon enough we were talking about other stuff and flirting instead. I asked if I could come by his office to show him a draft of my work and he agreed. I had many unclean thoughts racing through my mind already. All about him using me in the dirtiest ways…
My husband and I are in an open relationship – we both hook up with other people and often we play with other couples too. Recently, we created a group chat with all our fwbs (2-3 each) and some couples that we regularly swap with. At the beginning of December, one of those couples shared the number of a guy who they highly recommended. A fwb of my husband soon backed them up, raving about how good he’d been.
So naturally, I started texting him ;). His name was Michael, and our conversation was pretty easy-going, and he had a similar sense of humour too. We both knew exactly what each of us was looking for though and so about a week later, we decided to meet up for lunch at a cafe (we work just a few blocks from each other).
I met Brett my first year of college when we were both placed on a recruiting team that would travel each weekend to different locations throughout the midwest and mid-Atlantic regions. My first impression of him was that he was certainly easy on the eyes and had a pleasing personality to match. Since our recruiting team was musical, I discovered that he had a great tenor voice that paired nicely with my own baritone. During our rehearsals, I gleaned much information about him — information that I hoped would be useful in the future that school year. He was as straight as an arrow, and I was a closeted gay who passed for straight.
can someone link me stories of fucking/ bj / Hj while someone else is in the room and the OP and partner are being discreet by like still talking to the other person. Could he in a car with one sitting on the others lap.
“Oh fuck me!” I said as I slapped my forehead. “Did you read this?”
I pointed at my laptop. About 20 minutes ago, we had received a company wide email titled “SNOW EMERGENCY.” All business was cancelled for the day.
“What? No!” Heather said. “I can’t believe it!”
It was certainly odd. I figured there was absolutely nothing that would ever shut the whole company down. But outside, there were already about 6 inches of snow with a forecast of up to 12 more before turning to freezing rain.
“Damn it! If we had only gotten this message before we left,” I said with a groan.
It would have been nice. We could have stayed in bed, slept late, then fucked all afternoon. Heather and I were coworkers and we had started sleeping together about two weeks before. No one knew (yet). I was the project manager and technically her boss, though I had very little real power. We had decided not to mention our relationship to anyone just in case people took some issue with it.
I never told this to anyone for years. Because I felt too much embarrassed that day. I was 19, in Izmir, Turkey. My friend invited me to his house to watch football game. So I went to his house where he was living with his family. I knew that that his mom will be home. But never expected even to see her. I thought we will just watch the game and nobody from the house will disturb us.
It as his mom who opened the door and let me go to the living room and called my friend. I was little early, there was still 15 mins before the game. So we got comfortable in the living room. It was a very hot day. And suddenly his mom said let me give you some drink, soda. And asked his son to get some d snack they had from the cupboard. And she herself brought drinks for us. That was the time I realized what she was wearing. Jean shorts and a spaghetti blouse. very loose one. and no bra. That is the time when she bent over to put drink and from her blouse I saw her breast. She realized that I saw her flashing and just looked at me and winked one eye with a naughty smile. Then walked away and this times my attention was on her ass, and very sexy legs.
Seems like my first story [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/ewv8l9/atm_with_my_ex/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) about my ex went over well. I have another quick one I want to tell today.
My ex Erin was really into celebrating the holidays. New Years in particular. We always did something for it. She’s originally from Orlando and wanted to celebrate on the beach, so one year we decided to get a hotel room in Daytona.
We were still in that “no vaginal sex before marriage” thing, so the whole New Years weekend involved blow jobs and anal. She started the weekend off right by giving me road head on our way from her moms place in Orlando to Daytona. That girl could really suck a dick, and she didn’t really care if people could see her bobbing her head on my cock in the Jeep.
My usual fuck buddy has been seeing a guy recently so becoming increasingly more elusive. Annoyingly.
So I’ve been txting a slight older woman I fuck occasionally when I don’t have any action. She’s early 40s, Blonde, thick and massive tits. I’m tall, 31 and in good shape with a 9inch thick dick.
When I arrive she answers the door in a dressing gown, leading me straight up the stairs while we make small talk.
We both know why here and there’s no messing around. We head for the living room – I dunno why but we always fuck there. I take off my jeans and boxers and sit on the couch. She’s casually talking and drops her gown.
She’s wearing a tight leather outfit will holes around her great big tits. I laugh about how casually shea just dropped her robe to reveal this. Now she’s a quite thick but not too big. Still has nice curves and a firm fat ass, she’s covered in tattoos.