A Mentor [Part 2] [MMF]

Once we were back in the car and rolling again I pointed out to Jayne that I thought she had a new admirer. She laughed a little but insisted she was sure he was just a nice older man. I’m not sure if it was her innocence or what had just happened but my dick was rigid in my pants. Had it been that way since that man had been hugging her? The rest of the trip was uneventful and soon we were in Kansas.

I’d only had a day to help unpack before I had to report to my first day at work. The boss was not what I expected. He sat behind his dirty desk inside his “office” which was basically half of a single wide trailer, taking long drags off of a Pall Mall. Barely taking the time to greet me he slid some paperwork to me and told me I’d be with Tom today. Before I could ask where I’d find Tom his phone was ringing and he was waving me out the door.

A Mentor [Part 1] [MMF]

I started my new job six months ago. Laying fiber for the utility company out here in Kansas. It’s tough work, I wasn’t used to this kind of labor before. Honestly I don’t know why they even hired me. But somehow I landed the job without ever even having had a face to face interview. Let me back up a little.

My wife Jayne and I lived in California. We both hated it. I worked for an insurance company and was trying my absolute hardest to make it so she didn’t have to work. But it was a struggle. We married young and had two babies right away. She was so happy being pregnant. It was a side of her I’d never seen. I know people talk about, “the pregnancy glow.” But she defined it.

She just hated that I had to go to that office everyday. I could tell for months all she wanted was a quiet little life somewhere in the Midwest. She loved her country music, cooking in her little apt kitchen and organizing all her little baby things. But I could see the light fading. I could see her unhappiness with every siren that screeched past our apt. I knew we had to leave but I was skill-less, penny less, and Jayne was 8 months pregnant.

Don’t Waste A Drop: The House of Happy Horny Hucows!

You could say its really more of a farm at this point. But it is a happy place. A home for special girls, and the only stud around that can keep up with them.

The day starts out early, and ends the same. Usually with at least one power nap in the middle to keep the guy from burning out. But its hard to really run out of energy with the kind of motivation he gets. What kind of motivation? Like when he wakes up in room four. Clarabelle’s room, he rarely falls asleep in his own. She’s one of the more experienced cows if not the oldest. She should have been happy draining him dry the evening before, but she’s a bit of a greedy bitch and knows how to wake him up.

Because the first thing he hears is the droning pump of automatic milkers, followed by slightly over dramatic moans. It does feel good having the suckers pull out milk from her overly full tits. The mounds hanging from her chest swollen to levels that would make Dolly Pardon look light. His eyes opened and he turned to take in the view.

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Gloryholeing with Friends [FMF]

It was only half past seven, and the planned girls night out had already fallen apart. Emily and Scarlett were the only ones not rushed away for some surprise work shift or family emergency, and the two women were left alone in a bar, drinking their cocktails slowly and looking rather bored.

Scarlett wore an appropriately red dress with a far less appropriate neckline, her short blonde hair curling in slightly around her chin. The tight dress stopped just above her knees, showing off her smooth pale legs. Emily wore a tight top that came up full around her neck but highlighted the bulge of her D-Cups, and tight black jeans into which she’d squeezed her ample ass. Her brown hair was left to flow down her back, her broad friendly face done up with eyeshadow. Scarlett had been admiring the outfit all night. She couldn’t help but feel a little bad, here her friend was, all dressed up to kill, and they’d been abandoned.

“Wanna go dance?” she asked halfheartedly.

“What’s the point?” Emily downed the rest of her cocktail. “Tonight’s a bust. Might as well just go drink at home.”

[MF, Rough Fucking, Really Rough Fucking] Filling her Mouth during the Witching Hour

5am and I felt something… nice. Later when I asked “what the fuck was that?” she called it the “tug… tug… tug…”

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She snuggled herself against my back, big spoon style. And I guess I only 15% stirred.

So she draped an arm over my body, and her hand ended up on my cock, to entice me? I guess at first her touch was so gentle and sweet that I gained an erection, but not consciousness.

Who knows how long she gently stroked me, but when I “woke up” my penis was throbbing as the delicate skin of her palm slid up and down its length. I tried not to move and disturb her expert touch, even when I became aware of a slickness on my ass cheek, which meant her pussy was juicing from nothing more than anticipation of me waking up.

[mf] I made love to my friend

Just some background information to set the stage for my story. We are both now seniors and have been friends since freshman year of college. She has a somewhat shy personality but warms up fast once you get to know her, she’s also not the type to wear risqué clothing and is almost always wearing T-shirts or sweats. She’s fairly short about 5’2 and has a very petite figure. Our friendship started in class freshman year and gradually expanded from there. We’d hangout at each other’s dorm, now apartments, and just talk or watch sports or go out and do something. As we got more comfortable with each other, we’d cuddle from time to time but never anything sexual.

Over the past weekend she sent me a text asking if I could come over because she is stressed to the max from online classes. I got us some food and headed over to her place. After some time of eating and chatting, we went over to the couch and turned on the tv. She sat pretty close to me and eventually laid her head on my shoulder, I wrapped my arm around her to be comforting. I know her well enough to tell that something was on her mind so I asked if everything was okay and she responded with the typical nod, everything’s fine.

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[F]ooling around sexually with my brother and my husband ((update 3))

Hi I’m Dee,

Please, before judging, if you haven’t read my original posts – especially the first – they’re on my profile. Thanks for being considerate if this isn’t your thing. I understand. It wasn’t mine either! ? xxx

Anyway, what happened next was, I woke up late on Saturday morning, and they’d both left already. I sent my husband a text message saying I missed him already, then drew a big bubble bath and lay there for an hour. I wasn’t going to see a lot of him over the weekend because he works a full day on Saturdays and Sunday would be Father’s Day so we’d be spending it with our own families.

It was true that I missed him already – in fact I missed both of them quite sorely. As I lay in the bath, the house was still and everything was quiet except for the sound of bubbles popping in the water, and I realized I felt an absence. It seemed strange – but I wished they were both there with me – my brother too.

After work hours part 1

oday has been long, and sadly it’s still not over with. There were endless meetings and so much work. I have been working as a PA for Xander Collins, the CFO, and CEO of XC Enterprises, for nearly 5 years. I love my job but it can be stressful at times. The past few weeks I have been looking at Xander in a whole new way.

Three weeks ago:

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