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I had this long time FWB that was 7-8 years older than me, divorcee, nice body but thickish for sure. we always had a HOT physical connection, since her divorce she had really opened up, I think that was an issue for her before. anyway I had a long distance GF at the time so she new I would be horny as hell, but it was a new relationship to me so I had told her I wasn't going to be "cheating" but we had had phone sex recently a couple times. this takes place in summer and she invites me over just to hang out. we lived in metro boston so houses in close with small back yards, most have these triple decker porches that face each other in small fenced back yards. I get there she has two laydown sunchairs side by side and shes drinking wine and chain smoking as usual.. probably a bottle deep by the time I got there. she knows how to tease me and get me horny, I was in a t shirt and mesh gym shorts, she's in a bikini. she starts getting flirty of course and tells me she just got a new toy, it was one of those vibrating eggs with a wired remote.. I had yet to see one of those, she explains that she had big plans for tonight and the toy.. she had just shaved and opened the wine to get in the mood and had invited me over to really get her hot, but she would respect my plan to "be good". she was planning to just stay home and cum all night alone, teasing me pretty hard i think just to see how serious I was. I wanted to see the toy. she said no unless I earned it. I said well maybe, but I want to see how well shaved she was.. we were now both facing each other lying on our sides. I didn't expect this but she looked around that the surrounding yards and decks to be sure there weren't any famlies out or something and then reaches around to the back of her bikini and pulls the bottom up, lifts he top leg, fully exposing her pussy.. we just keep chatting and she is lightly running a finger over and very occasionaly between her lips, not really masturbating just a show. after a few I ask, ok so how do I get to see you cum all over that toy.. she responds that I need to cum first for her.. right there. I repeated that I shouldn't touch her and vice versa, but just the conversation and view had me hard as rock and in mesh, well it was obvious. she gave me the sad face but said that's ok, that I can do it myself. so still facing here I pulled up the bottom leg of the shorts and pulled my cock out thru, the fresh air felt great, and I was already dripping. her pussy was out the whole time and I started stroking, she was talking dirty and telling me what to do. she would move her hand up from lightly massaging her pussy lips to putting one or two fingers in her mouth and imitating sucking my cock as she stared.. moaning and talking dirty in a low voice. I was amazed she would do this out in somewhat public view, before this she would never so much as text me pics of herself.. I was staring and stroking and probably 10 mins in I could feel it building in me. when i was just about there I told her to open her mouth and show me how she wanted to swallow me and told her I was ready to cum for her.. she told me to wait, she really wanted to taste my cum right there, and reached out with her wine glass.. long stemmed, half full of red, and positioned it in front of me beneath the chair. that blew my mind, and added a little something to the thrill… I shot 3-4 long rope like streams into the back of her glass and squeezed out all the rest I could.. so fucking hot!! we both kinda sat up and got ourselves together. We lit another smoke, and I sat and watched as she drank her wine… then we went to check out that toy.

The first months of college are always the roughest. You're meeting dozens of new people in a new place within a new community. Midst all that new you crave the old. By this point in my life I had considered myself experienced in the ways of love and sex. I was still in communication with my ex-boyfriend and we would text late into the night about our unbridled passions desire to reunite our bodies. He promised me the world, promised he would take me to Europe, and exploe the Swiss alps, the fjords of Norway or any other place my heart desired. Weeks went by and one day he made me an offer I couldn't refuse: could he come visit me for a night at school? Plans were made, tickets were bought, and before I knew it he was on a Greyhound bus. It was a cold, rainy late September weekend and to my dismay I discovered the bus was going to drop him off 7 miles off campus. The town my school was in wasn't very large, so to be proactive I borrowed my friends bike and started my journey to meet him. It was late, almost 11 at night and I had a difficult time controlling two bikes while studying a paper me. There was a cool breeze cutting through the air, blowing my hair into my mouth and eyes. Over the river, I made it a few blocks only to be stopped by a cop car that rolled up next to me. "Excuse me, but where did you get those bikes? Did you steal them?" "NO, officer, I'm just visiting a friend and am using them to help get us back to campus" A strange sight I must have made on a Friday night, walking all alone on a dark sidewalk. He let me pass without further incident and I made my way through the neighborhoods to the outskirts of town. By then it had begun to rain, my phone was dying and I was lost, desperate to try and find him. We met on the edge of a corn field, the wind blowing leaves around us. We were wet, soaking, shivering with cold and excitement. He didn't say a word at first, just clasped me in his arm, sharing his warmth and feeling my body against his for the first time in months. Through the layers he could feel shivers racking my body and offered me his sweater. We mounted the bikes and raced back to campus. By the time we arrived back it was nearing 1 o'clock and the security worker at the front door gave us a strange look as if he knew what was yet to come, two bedraggled strangers who had emerged out of the darkness. We climbed the stairs to my room. My roommate was gone, giving us a night full of privacy to fulfill our fantasies. The door closed. I walked up to him, hugging him from behind so he could feel my body, my breasts pushing gently against his back. In that moment, he was all that I wanted. He turned and to my sinful delight I could feel his erection beneath his wet jeans. I began to peel off the layers slowly, exposing his steaming skin to the cool temperature of my room and saw goosebumps growing. Before I knew it he stood before me, naked, his body outlined by the light from the window. I found myself aroused, wet from more than just the rain. Oh how I longed to feel his body pressed against mine. He guided me up into my bed, pulled the covers over us, and held me for a long time. He began to nibble my ear, whispering all the things he had wanted to do to me. I could feel my cheeks blush as images of us together blew through my mind. Desperate for relief, I started to kiss him, trailing down his neck, past his elegant collarbone, pausing at his nipple. I teased, gazing up at him mid kiss with a quick wink. "Take me" I whispered, encouraging him. He rolled me onto my back and pinned my hands above my head. "You utter tease, begging for me to take you, now you're going to enjoy this" He was right, I wanted nothing more than to feel him pounding me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and rose up to meet him. My hands traced patterns on his smooth, broad back as I felt him tease my clit with his hard cock. Never had I felt so aroused. I was moaning and he had yet to enter me. Moments later, my wish was granted, he plunged between my lips, filling me up. OH! I called out, I felt as if my entire body was responding to his. Fuck yes, I felt myself cum but he kept going, faster and faster until I screamed in pleasure, and we collapsed, utterly spent from our efforts. We awoke the next morning, still naked and glowing from our night together. His phone buzzed beneath me and to my dismay his ride was an hour away. Extracting ourselves from the bed, we scrambled to find clothing. I watched him dress, aware that I might not see him for months, watching the soft cotton cover his well defined torso. I put out a hand and stopped him, using the other to rub his length through his boxers and to my pleasure I found him already hard. I turned him around and pushed him into a chair, his eyes burning with desire. "Ride me " He pleaded, eager to feel me again Being the tease that I am, I refused, pulling down his boxers to his ankles and spreading his legs so I could gaze unobstructed. I traced my hands along his inner thigh, feeling him quiver in anticipation; my hands found themselves stroking his throbbing cock, feeling it twitch in excitement. I leaned over, my breasts spilling over my bra, and kissed his tip with my lips. Gazing up at him, I slowly enveloped him in my mouth while I massaged his balls in my hand. Faster and faster I went, teasing him with my tongue until he released a hot load into my mouth, and I swallowed satisfied. "You are too good at this…" He said after a few minutes. "I know, which is why you'll keep coming back" I permitted him to dress, and within minutes his ride was at the building's front door. He left as quick as he came, leaving only memories of a passionate night.

Married woman posts that she got a massage voucher from her mother-in-law for Christmas and finally redeemed it. It was a normal massage until she accidentally/unexpectedly moaned and pushed her pussy against the masseuse's fingers. After that he fucked her, she came multiple times, and then fingered herself in the car immediately after. She also posted a follow-up story from when she went back several months later and got fucked in the ass.

This story had a LOT of upvotes, and the fact that I can't find it makes me assume this has been deleted, but I'm holding out hope. Thanks in advance if you can help find it.

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If your interested in hearing a steamy sex story, don't waste your time reading on. If you want to hear one of the most awkward sex stories if you can even call it that, then read on.

It was lunch time on a work day and where I worked was very flexible with breaks, as long my work got done I could disappear for as long as I want. After eating lunch one day I had around 1 hours work left to do for the day so I decided to go shopping for a suit I needed for an upcoming wedding, I hate wearing suit thus hate buying suits but I thought I'll get it out of the way.

Working in a large city meant there were a lot of suit stores, I walking into the first store I found, it was both a casual and formal wear shop and I knew they stock a couple suits in the back. The shop was empty besides the sales rep at the time who was a very attractive brunette, she was one of those fit petite looking ladies who had the curves and was tight. Some might have called her a pocket rocket by just looking at her. Read more »