collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
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I was raised by a single mother and never really knew much about my father. After graduating high school I set out to meet my father and get some closure. It took about 2 weeks for my aunt (his sister) to agree to give me his phone number.
I called a few times and then finally managed to talk to him. It was weird but whatever. So after another couple weeks of phone calls and this and that we decided I would travel to Arkansas to meet up with him and his new family. He had just recently been remarried for the 4th time and his new wife seemed nice enough.
The following week I drove the 12 hours to get to his house. His new wife was 32 and could have been the inspiration for The Commodores song Brick House. She is about 5 ft 7 with dark hair cut like Meg Ryan in City of Angels and big brown eyes. I would guess her tits were 36 d’s and 130 pounds. He had definitely out kick his coverage for a man in his early 50’s.
i remember years before the internet take over, in prn channelsthey show movies that was the same couple having sex like for 3 or 4 hours non stop or at least that appears like that, also a friend of mine have one vhs cassete whit a movie like that the guy cumz like 4 times to the same girl, any of you remember the name of that movies? i just remember someone telling me thats real time sex or somethint like that, and where i can find things like that online? thanks
So after he sent the text message I was thinking what to do, when he was throat fucking me I was scared and worried, now I’m horny as fuck and want more so I reply back “I’m on my way master ?” just to let him know I’m his for taking when I get to his car at the bottom of the hill we are both looking at eachother and he has the biggest smile on his face while having a smoke.
I get around to the other side of the car where he is standing and I see he was stroking that magnificent cock of his so I was about to kneel and suck his cock when he says “get to work bitch”. At this point he didn’t need to ask me twice I straight away kneeled and was giving him the sloppiest blowjob I could possibly give him. I was spitting on his cock and using as much tongue as possible because I knew he would be fucking me, then without a word he pulls his cock out of my mouth and I get a little upset, he opens the back door to his car and grabs me by the hair and I instantly know what’s about to happen just as I’m about to enter his car he pushes me in head first and pulls my pants down to my ankles and I get my knees up in his car and that’s when the fun begins.
So I was talking to this guy for s while in tinder everything was very chill and he seemed like a really cool bloke. In my mind I was thinking yeah I could befriend him when I was looking st his profile it’s says just looking for a mate. Which I later find out it meant to fuck not a friend. So he was 24 I am 21 (happened about 2 weeks ago) he said let’s meet up I was like sure. Since I love fitness we went for a hike up a hill while we just chatted. Once we get to the top we are checking out the view and that’s when he changed all of a sudden.
“Hey Slut” I was a little startled from his words I look back and I see his cock in his hand looking at me he is about 7 inches and a thick head. “Kneel and suck my dick” he ordered. I was way too tired to suck his dick after this hike so I said “can we wait til we get back to mine” and that’s when he snapped grabbed me by the throat and by my hair. “I know the type of person you really are, stop trying to hide it. Now be a good little white and ask me to suck my cock”.
Ronaldo had not finished with Melissa just yet. Though he had just covered her breasts in ropes of cum, his erection still raged on. He was filled with the desire to have her in every way possible.
Grabbing a fist full of her hair, he pulled her so that she was on all fours and walked her over to the window.
It was dark now, but the glow of the streelights and lights from neighbouring houses lit up her body in all the right places. He could see the lust still burning in her eyes. Her expression was one of insatiety.
He loved her like this. Hungry. Wanton. His. There was no time to waste. Quickly, he positioned himself behind Melissa and plunged deep into her . He knew the neighbours would hear her screams but tonight they would also get a show.
That knowledge pushed him into high gear. With one hand in her hair and the other pressed firmly on her lower back, he drilled her mercilessly. It was not long before her breathing quickened and his cock was dripping with her juices.
Hi there, this is a story of love and regret, a blissful night of fun and sex. The year was 2014 and I was a fresh Boot in the U.S.M.C and I was dating this girl named Ashley,(she really has nothing to do with this story) So any way I take leave to go back home to see my Family and girlfriend
And on one night of leave my friends fiance named vanessa asked me if I wanted to hang because he was out of town on business. Of course I said yes because we have been friends for years why the fuck not. I get dressed in simple jeans and a T shirt and meet her at a restaurant. I see vanessa waiting outside restaurant and let me tell you something she looked amazing. She was 20 years old white blues eyes blond hair stood about 5’5 with DD size breasts with a tie-dye shirt that hug them. She was a little thick around the stomach but she had an ass I drool over to this day thinking about it. We embraced in a warm friendly hug for two people who haven’t seen each other in months but it was strictly friendly.
A couple weeks after were extremely weird. I just felt embarrased by what happened. This was something I truly hated: I’ve always felt uncomfortable a few minutes after having sex or masturbating. I felt guilty and ashamed and I never even knew why. Deep down, I knew I liked being face fucked by my teacher, but I tried my best to put it behind me. I was still attending classes regularly and I saw him about 4 times a week. I had so much trouble looking him in the eyes and just participating in class… It probably goes without saying that I stopped talking to him after class and just avoiding him as much as I could, which was quite noticeable.
This went on for a couple weeks. As usual, I’d try to put everything in my bag and leave the classroom as soon as possible, but as I was leaving, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
“Oh fuck.” I muttered.
“Close the door please, we should talk.” He said in a calm voice, not sounding like the person who face fucked me not so long ago.
I met Alex through common friends. Me in my early to mid 20s, she in her late 20s. I can’t say I didn’t suspect she was gay because she’s one of those boyish girls that stands out in their features and mannerisms. Still, it was pretty innocent and unassuming at first. I was also identified as pretty solidly straight at the time. We instantly hit it off. She was blunt and had a genuine feel to her. She wasn’t in your face funny but she laughed at my jokes and threw a witty sarcastic line every now and then. She had a great smile. Cute brown short hair and brown eyes that wrinkled up at the sides when she smiled in that really lovable way.
At first I didn’t find her body attractive as being a voluptuous girl myself, I tend to think skinnier girls are luckier when it comes to wearing clothes and not having to worry much about looking good in them, but at the expense of looking kind of bland naked. Well, she had a boyish figure and had a mostly flat ass, a bit of love handles although her entire torso was pretty much the same circumference, apart for her surprising 34C cup hangers. The boobs were usually well hidden though, and they were a pretty nice discovery – more on that later.
Long time looker; First time poster. I am a DJ and have performed at hundreds of weddings. This story takes place in the summer of 2009. I got a Facebook message from an ex girlfriend who said she was looking for a DJ for a wedding. Red flag #1. So I inflated my normal rate by almost half thinking she would try to find someone else. She told me she needed to discuss this with her soon to be husband and she would get back to me. A few weeks later she texted me and said she wanted to reserve the date and that my prices were perfect.
When we met up for the final consultation before the big day, she came alone. Red Flag #2. We discussed the reception plans and all the formalities. And the. We started talking about the past and present. She explained to me that her soon to be husband is a “little older” & works out of town constantly. She was flirting but I played it off and kept it professional.