Susan and Joan

Non-fiction. This happened to me awhile ago, but I still think of it and remember it well.

I wrote this sometime after it happened, but recalled it all. I can still see the pictures it left in my mind, the places, the women…

The year was 1979. I was in my late 20’s, working for a large Telecommunications company in the Metro area here, major Midwest city. I was a circuit designer and PCB layout guy. I worked in a group of all of these engineers, some near 30 people. There were a few women here, mostly men, however. I ended up having a set of affairs with 2 of them, as the group was all pretty friendly. We’d go out to lunch a lot together. Those were the days when you could drink at lunch and still easily go back to work.

An interesting date [Str8]

So this is the first story I wrote for a friend, I have posted it elsewhere but would really appreciate some feedback. Let me know what you think.

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I should have known you would be trouble tonight. As i arrived to pick you up you had that look in your eye to go with your cheeky little grin. I had to admit, though I had far more distracting things on my mind, like that dress, elegant, black held up on one shoulder and hugging your body tightly in all the curves. Ending a little below your ass, just enough to maintain that classy look you do so well. Made me feel like quite the chump in black trousers and shirt. Well at least the pearlescent red tie brought me up a notch, but still nothing on you.

“Now you have picked your jaw up off the floor, can we go eat?” you had asked.

Which brings us to hear, the main course has just finished along with the second bottle of wine. I for one am feeling the effects of the alcohol and the filthy lines you have dropped in to conversation over the meal. The waiter approaches to ask for dessert choices.

Hot Lady Boss, Pt 3: My Boss Uses Me (OC) (MF) (femdom) (romance)

[Part 1](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B085N6ZH3G)

[Part 2](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B085VJ68G8)

Sunday

Jonas

I wake up to the sun’s rays peeking through the thick hotel shades. It is early, and Sabrina is beside me, stirring, but still asleep as far as I can tell. My mind goes to last night. The intensity of the sex was beyond anything I’d ever experienced; or thought possible. My body is a little sore and achy from using muscles I don’t typically use.

When she opens her eyes, I try to hide that I’ve been adoring her while she slept. “Good morning,” she says, her voice cracking from dryness. Her lips curve into a smile, and strands of her thick, wavy black hair have fallen over her face.

“Good morning,” I say back.

We share a moment of gazing into each other’s eyes, feeling the authentic connection we’ve forged this weekend. Then, her face straightens, and her eyes return to the lusty look I’ve grown to appreciate. Except it looks a little different. It takes me a moment to realize that she’s morphing into her dominant self. My heartbeat quickens in an instant.

Married yoga instructor [MF]

A few years ago, I had a friend named Carol. We had hooked up in the past, but that’s another story (maybe). Anyway, after that happened we stayed friends and we were planning to go out drinking one night when she text messaged me.

[Carol] Hey buttface! Lol

[me] what’s up spaz

[Carol] Hey my friend Patti is having a hard time and wants to come with

(I should note that it’s a pet peeve of mine when people say “come with” and omit the “us”, but I digress, it’s how she talked)

[me] I guess that’s fine the more the merrier

[Carol] hands off tho she’s married and having a hard time

[me] challenge accepted!

[Carol] Fuck you I’m serious!

[me] kidding we still meeting at 8, Gino’s right

[Carol] Be there or be square ya geek.

So at this point, I honestly was not planning on making a move on this girl. Plus, I figured she’d be a typical midwestern soccer mom, i.e. annoying, overweight and can’t hold her drinks.

Who cares dude? Let’s just fuck. CHAPTER 2 [MF(uta)] [blowjob] [lots of cum]

*Chapter 2: Intensity Propensity*
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It’s hard to describe the unique bliss of being spent, used, and left on that counter. The surface of the counter-top had warmed up and was no longer cold to the touch; and my legs and dick hung off the side towards the floor. My torso couldn’t quite fit on the counter, and I had to tilt my head to the side in order to rest it. I was just sitting there, completely naked, in more ways than one.

 

I honestly, really couldn’t move if you put a gun to my head. I was tired, spent, aching inside and out. Jules had gone and just left me here, I guess she figured that I would be fine and totally not wiped out by the absolute reaming she gave me. To tell you the truth though, I was laughing. I had spent my whole life avoiding any kind of public situation that could lead to embarrassment, and yet, here I was; I could feel the cum dripping down from my ass, slowly leaking and dripping down my dick. Anyone who walked in would see me in the most embarrassing moment of my life, and yet, it also felt like the best moment of my entire existence. I could feel myself just smiling and drooling like an idiot.

Hotel meeting with secret lover [FM] (Long)

I spend hours thinking and fantasizing about my sexual escapades but this is my first time writing them down. I’ve never shared these stories with anyone before and the only people who know about them are myself and my secret lover. I think that pretty much everyone else who knows me would never imagine that I sneak off to have hotel sex during work hours.

A little about me. I’m outwardly a bit of a nerdish librarian type but, in a flash, I can take my glasses off and turn on the whore vibe. I have a great body for a mom, the results of hours at the gym and some thoughtful cosmetic surgery. My husband especially loves when I release my MILF-self, peeling off sensible black office attire to reveal a slutty red teddy underneath and maybe even a black leather harness if I’m in the mood. Wearing sexy lingerie underneath my clothes keeps me at a constant low level of horniness at work and I’m basically always thinking about sex.

Prison Pounding[gay][reluctant][bj][anal]

Greg wandered the cell block, his uniform pressed and neatly hugging his body. He fingered his nightstick that hung from his belt, feeling confident and powerful as he strolled passed the criminals that were held captive in their cells. He looked into each cell, eyeing the men with a look of disdain and superiority. Finally, after walking the block for a few minutes, he reached the last cell. He peered in, noticing a new yet familiar face to the prison.

“D-Dan?” Greg murmered under his breath. He had seen this man before, but not in a penal context. In fact, it was in a penial context. He suddenly recalled the angry sexual expression on Dan’s face as he looked down at Greg while his cock invaded his mouth. His forceful face fucking had made Greg rock hard, and seeing him again here in his prison sent his stomach up into his throat.

“Well well well, look who it is.” Dan stood up from his bed and sauntered over to the metal bars that stood strong between the two men. He wrapped his hands around the bars, and leaned in as close as he could to Greg. “It’s my little fuck toy.”

The Squirting Roommate [mf] [squirting] [anal] [long]

I’m sitting in my dorm room which I share with a girl named Sophia and she is quite pretty and I have a crush on her and I have a feeling that she also has a crush on me. So I am sitting and doing my homework and she is just sitting on her bed watching some stupid movie and I get annoyed on the fact that I am always doing some kind of work and she’s free all the time. I ask her about this and we talk for a while and after, we both sigh and then she comes over to my desk and starts rubbing my shoulders and this is quite unusual as this never really happens, but I am not complaining to be honest. Then she asks me to come over to her bed to watch Netflix with her, I still have homework and I tell her I just have a little left and I will come after I am done. So I finish my homework as fast as I can, writing something I couldn’t remember I wrote the next day.

[F]irst post, finger fucked.

I wake up beside you.
My back is towards you and you start rubbing me

I shift to my stomach, and you start from my shoulders, working around the side and grazing my breasts. You reach around so you’re cupping them; they’re spilling out of your hands. You feel my nipples harden in your rough hands.

Your hands continue down my body, massage my lower back, and eventually near my ass. As you start massaging my thighs, my hips are bucking towards you, exposing myself. Begging for your fingers to move inside.

You go higher on my inner thighs, moving towards my slit. Your knuckle passes my pussy. I’m already wet.

At this point, you flip me on to my back. Your fingers are welcomed and immediately enveloped in my wetness. You are able to glide in and out with ease.
I widen my legs as we kiss, urging you to use your kissing skills on the rest of my body.

You make me wait, and start to finger fuck me. I’m so wet, you can hear the sound of your fingers moving in and out.

Both ladies, yep!

I’ve been with my partner for almost ten years now and over the years, we both seemed to have lost the sex drive we had when we were younger, and boy, did we have the craziest “sexcapades” when we were just starting out as a couple. Last year, I think we only had sex 12 times, you know, like once a month. Our relationship is fine, we’re stable, but having sex felt like a chore, so this year, we both agreed to only do it when we’re really, really in the mood.

Then here comes the lockdown. I’m so grateful that we’re living together because we got to re-ignite our passion in bed (and in the shower, in the living room, in the kitchen).

We had a quickie in the shower and when we finished, we put on clothes and got on our phones while lying in bed. I was reading stories on an NSFW sub, so naturally, I got super hot.