Best lunch break ever [MF]

A story of something which happened about an hour ago.

This week, I’ve been working from home. I wanted to see if I had the discipline to actually pull it off when I’ve got a new set of distractions (instead of office chatter and the cute girl at the company across the floor) to try and cope with. Initial results have been positive.

Yesterday, our oldest was at school and our youngest was sleeping. Suddenly, I had a distraction I couldn’t fight off. My girlfriend was all over me, kissing me and grabbing at me any time I went within range. Needless to say I stayed in range quite a lot :) I asked her why she was never like this during the evening once the kids were down, and she – I more or less quote – said she hits “peak horny” during the day and she’s always too tired at night. Whatever…. I joked we’d have to test this theory sometime. She just smiled. That night, wouldn’t you know it, nothing happened despite us teasing each other all day.

Sexy Eyes. Part 1

Tabitiha is  leaving work on Friday afternoon and as she starts to Leave the parking lot she gets a text. You read it it says hi this is Amber  from the dinner party last week and I was wondering if you’d like to get a drink with me tonight. Before she answers her back Tabitiha calls her husband so he knows she is going out for a drink with Amber. You text her back say yes where would you like to meet she answers at the Holiday Inn Bar on Sycamore Avenue right on the outskirts of town in about 20 minutes Tabitiha answer her back  I’m on my way see you there.

Tabitiha pulls into the parking lot she sees Amber standing outside waiting for you. Tabitiha parks and goes to her Amber gives her a hello hug and kisses Tabitiha on the lips. The two talk for a couple of minutes then head to the bar. Amber picks a small booth in the back they both order red wine as the two talk back and forth. Tabitiha finally ask Amber what’s the reason for her getting ahold of her.

Max (just a quick little interlude from Mr. Leppard)

Barefoot and bare-ass naked in the kitchen.

Your floury, fragrant fingers shape each cookie so lovingly. Or perhaps you’re an Asian girl, making me potstickers,
pinching each one closed around garlicky filling. It’s meditative work and you can’t stop meditating about my cock, how stiff and erect it gets for you, how happy you could make it in this state. Your work becomes a surrogate for pleasing me. Another bit of dough, another dab of jam.

All the while there are the apron strings, teasing and frustrating you. They dangle from the knot at the small of your back. With your movements they brush and tickle your ass, your crack, right *in* your crack, reminding you how naked you are save for your apron. It’s ridiculously obscene, of course, cooking this way as if your only other real role in the house is to fuck.

Only … that’s kind of the way it actually is.

Max comes in, nails clicking on the tile, pauses. *Hi Max.* He gives an understanding big-dog whimper. He loves you, just as his master does. Another cookie (or potsticker). Growing tension. You find yourself touching between your thighs, in the gap there, reaching through enough for him to see your fingers, leaving the smell of cookies or spicy filling, enticing him, looking over your shoulder at his cocked head.

Rigor And Sweat [MF] [Rough]

“If you really want something, you need to put in the rigor and sweat.”

That was the mantra that Jennifer Rashad had heard her father, Saul Rashad, tell his many employees at least once a day. As the founder of Silver Chain Industries, one of the most successful companies of the past 30 years, he’d worked to create a culture where people toiled beyond their limits to achieve the sweeter fruits of their labor.

He’d lived by that mantra, having told her and her two older brothers, Raymond and Stefan, the story about what he went through to build his success. He’d been the dirt poor son of a single mother. Now, he was a billionaire married to a former Hollywood actress, whose voluptuous figure Jennifer inherited. He told his story with such pride to family and co-workers alike, reinforcing the value of struggling to achieve something great.

There was just one glaring problem, though. Her father’s message was only selectively applied.

“They’re here!” her brother, Raymond, cheered on a sunny day at her family’s palatial estate. “The X-180 Jet Skis are finally here!”

“A week before they’re officially on sale,” her brother, Stefan, added. “You know what that means, eh bro?”

[FM] slutty games

I was in Costa Rica for a vacation where I met this girl from UK who was also there for a vacation. We met in the hotel breakfast room where we both stayed for about 8 days. I’d run into her at breakfast the first few days then we got talking and exchanging numbers. It was all casual tho. We planned a beach day together where we kinda connected really well and drank a lot of margaritas.

So on my second last night in Costa Rica, she ended up back in my room (naturally) and we were just fooling around. We were discussing how crazy it would be if we slept with each other and left the country the next day and never met. It was all fun and games as obviously that topic was in the air since I was a guy and she was a girl. But what we didn’t realize is we were entertaining the idea a bit too much. I think she felt kinda bad or maybe she was just playing, so she goes like well we can’t just fuck like that we don’t even know each other. And for some dumb reason I decided to say, “Mam with all due respect, I’m the police officer sent her to check for drugs, please behave”. And that’s how the role play kinda started.

A warm welcome

‘Finally home!’ I said to myself as I shut the front door behind me. I took my coat off and tossed it on the hanger by the door and dropped my keys on the counter. The rattling noise of the keys hitting the surface broke the silence in the dark house. I was a bit disappointed Johnny wasn’t home to welcome in me home in a warm hug after a long day at work. I released a long sign as I stared into space trying to decide the other ways I can reward myself. I decided I should remove my work infected clothes and sink in bed. I needed that distraction and nothing calmed me down more than lying in bed, staring into the white ceiling, thinking of absolutely nothing. I walked over to the open doored room and the first thing my eyes caught was the most beautiful thing I have ever laid my eyes upon. My mind drifted empty even faster than I expected. In the center of the moon lit room, Johnny was lying bare naked on center of the soft bed, eyes closed, slowly stroking his hard diamond dick up and down. He played hisself like a musician played his instrument. This melody was slow but fierce- the one that gives you goose bumps and penetrates right thorough you. I stood there for a couple of seconds, enjoying the sound of his heavy breathings, and the sight of his body stiffen and loosen back every time his hand reached the head of his marvelous cock and moved back down. I suddenly felt light headed as my blood started to rush down from my head to my now soaking pussy. I stood motionless, with an empty gaze, drooling over the thought of sucking every last drop of cum out of him. He finally opened his eyes to welcome me in the room, but instead of stopping, he started moving his hand faster while looking directly at me. I loved the look of the muscles of his arm tightened as he rubbed more vigorously. We did not break eye contact and I felt my throbbing vagina begging me for some attention. I walked over to the bed and sat on my knees just by his side as so to not disturb him. I put my hand on his chest and started rubbing it all while watching the show he put up for me. The feeling of his whole body trembling, shaking , and moving under my hand made me go numb with hornyness. I quietly whispered to him with a deadly starter: “please fuck me”. With one smooth motion he sprung up and aggressively pushed me down flat on my stomach. He hovered just below my ass with my legs in between his. He pulled my pants down just above my knees and pinned my hands above my head. I felt myself dripping on the bed. There’s nothing I waned more at this point than to feel his dick deep in me. My body was desperate for him, for his domination. “please” I whimpered.
I couldn’t think straight at this point. I guess if I had to describe that feeling it would be the one a rapist feels just as he about to enter his predator. The cloudy mind just looks for a release in a none consequential world.
He finally decided to relieve me of my pain and with one aggressive motion slipped all the way in me. “oh fuckkk” I gasped. I swear nothing ever felt better. He didn’t move. He took his time enjoying the feeling of my pussy expanding to accommodate his dick. He slowly started thrusting in and out- all the way in and all the way out, not leaving a point untouched. I laid there, face pressed down, surrendered to his fuck.

My First Time, Abroad. [20F, 29M]

He was a mutual friend, but already an executive at the company. I was a new transfer from America and he was from Singapore. My mutual friend had told him to take care of me while I was stationed in China for the next half year. I took no interest at the time- determined to make my own friends.

During my second night in China, he texted me asking me out to go to the bars. I declined, saying my jetlag was killer and would love to hang out when I was well adjusted.

He asked me out for drinks later in the week and I happily accepted the invitation. I dragged my friend along with me and we began to drink round after round of beer and shots and soju. The whole night, I felt some sort of sexual tension between us and wondered what would happen throughout the night. Suddenly, he felt my face with his hand and said I was hot (temperature wise). I suddenly blushed, realizing that perhaps he felt the same tension towards me. I sensed myself starting to fade but my friend began to feel terribly unwell so I quickly sobered up and tried to take care of her.

[MF] How I first met my wonderful slut Cheri (long)

Look for the **** to skip to the good stuff.

I thought I would take a break from recounting my Angel tales to tell a story of another wonderful slut I dated long ago, Cheri. She was maybe 5’1″ and slim. Her short hair was brown but she always kept it highlighted almost blonde. Her skin was so fair, I wondered if she should have been a ginger. A lovely round face with green eyes, and full, pouty lips. She had very light pink areolas and nipples, but they were puffies, sticking out slightly from the rest of her B-cup tits. She did not really have to wear a bra because they were so firm, but did so to keep her nipples from poking out too much. Whenever she got horny they would put on quite a show, and she was horny often.

[MF] First time

It all started in 1999… few months before graduations I was an avid online gamer (Counter-Strike and DOD ) when, in between breaks, I would chat online. This girl kept asking me questions about music till I offered her to burn her a CD with good music and mail it to her ( It was the 90s…back when Emule was popular!) She got the CD few days later , loved it and the texting started. When we first started to text, she had a boyfriend whom she eventually broke up with and shared all her pain with me. We didnt live in the same town but I was going to be there for vacations few weeks later. She already knew that I never had sex (unlike her who has had many boyfriends in the past) and decided that she will pay me back by sleeping with me… The day I arrived she was waiting for me by the train station. We first walked to a park till she decided that she really wanted to make love to me and couldnt wait any longer. We went to a local hotel and rented a room.

Her: 5’3 red hair – green eyes 36DD 190 lbs-

What do I do after breaking up with my boyfriend? Fuck my coworker, naturally! [FM]

Hi all! First time writing here. Kinda nervous but excited to share my little story.

I’m Dallas, a newly single 24 year old. 24 might be a little late to start the little “Make out and have fun with everyone” phase, but I realized lately that I had never really done that with my life and so I’ve been trying to be a little more outgoing and fun recently.

After finally completely severing ties with my now ex-boyfriend about a month ago, I’ve had a couple of hookups with people and it’s been a lot of fun. My love life and all that is no secret in my office – we have a small and tight-knit core of coworkers, mostly women, with one guy. He’s a fairly quiet, super polite and nice guy that I thought had a long-time girlfriend himself. He and I completely differ in many ways, which makes it fun to poke fun at each other. It’s always been a little flirty, but it was easy to be that way when we were both in other relationships. We’ll call him Adam.