Her Going Away Present [mf] [long]

I didn’t have my first job until I started college. My parents thought that having a part time job my freshman year would do me good in teaching me some responsibility and time management skills. It was nothing exciting—just a sales associate gig at a clothing store in the mall not far from campus.

The job itself was pretty stale and boring, but what made it so great were the other employees. Aside from the store manager and assistant store manager, every other employee was also a student at the university. So while my parents were right in that my first job did teach me to be responsible and keep track of time, my coworkers also properly introduced me to the college party scene. My coworkers quickly became my base friend group at school.

Now, the employee structure was like a pyramid at this place and there were three groups that made it up. Like most jobs, you have your managers at the top. The bottoms group was comprised of the part-time employees, seasonal help, and new hires. I was in the bottom group, naturally. But between the bottom and top tiers was a very small group of supervisors, or Leaders on Duty (LODs).

[M]y work wi[F]e

A lot has happened in the past few months, and I need to tell this story. Am I trying to ease my conscious? Probably, but that doesn’t change the fact that having an affair with a married woman is wrong, and I am not denying that in the slightest.

—–

I lead a team of software engineers for a medium sized company. At 32, I’m one of the older people in a group full of mostly twenty-somethings. I’m Asyetian on my moms side, and spanish/european on my Dad’s side. I’m fairly average in the looks and physique department, but my mixed heritage probably knocks me up a point or two because it makes me “mysterious” (not my words). Just call me James.

Lauren is my project manager. She’s 41, married, shoulder length dirty blonde hair, and very petite at around 5 ft tall. We’d known each other informally in passing at the office, but it wasn’t until we got put on a fairly high profile project together that we really got to know each other. The project was estimated to take 9 months with about a 1 month window for us to deploy the finished software. If we missed the window, we’d have to wait another 4 months before we could try again, so we all expected the last few weeks to be full late nights at the office.

Threesome with my bf. Jealousy. Cheating. [FMF] [FM] [FM]

Description of me: I’m 26 years old with brown hair and green eyes. I’m 5’5” about 115 pounds. I have a nice butt (look at my post history for pics of it) and B cup boobs. I’ve always been told I’m “very cute.” I’ve gotten “sexy” and “pretty” more in the last couple of years it seems like.

It’s been a long time since my last story and a lot has happened, but if you read my last one you know that I was in a somewhat new relationship at the time. We are still together and still doing an open relationship thing. We pretty much both proceed as if we’re single other than getting approval before hooking up with someone else. There are too many stories to count that have happened over the last year, so it’s hard to know which to choose. I guess the most interesting/controversial one is what happened about six months ago.

[FMM] [Group] I (26F) had a gokkun last month!

Last month, I posted on NSFWIAMA thread a post named: [I (26F) had a gokkun last weekend. AMA!](https://www.reddit.com/r/NSFWIAMA/comments/76049c/i_26f_had_a_gokkun_last_weekend_ama/) and somebody through a private message suggested that write it as a story…

So let me start by describing myself. My name is Alice. I’m 26 years old, smaller than average height, fit, 34b, long dark hair, brown eyes. The journey that lead me to try a gokkun actually started two years ago, when I became single. It was the end of a three years relationship, and I wanted to try new things, with new peoples, but without commitments. So I got a first friend with benefits… then a second one. Both of them were fine with me seeing other guys. And it worked great for a few months. Until both of their schedules became complicated because of their respective jobs. Up to the day, where the only time during the week they could meet with me… was the same. And instead of picking one of them, I propose them to hang out the three of us. And both accepted.

My Boyfriend and his Bud Vegas Finale [MFM]

I woke up to the exquisite feeling of my pussy being filled with a thick cock. My boyfriend was in bed behind me slowly sliding his rock hard cock into me again. I opened my eyes to see it was still dark, it couldn’t be later than 5am. Pete was still asleep in his bed, naked and only covered by a sheet, but I could clearly see the outline of his big cock.

My boyfriend placed his hand gently on my hip as he finally slid his cock fully into me. I feigned sleep as he slowly pulled out of me an inch before sliding back into me. He repeated this a few times before a moan escaped my lips. My boyfriend froze behind me holding his cock inside me. With him not moving I could feel his cock throbbing and twitching inside me. My pussy clenched and pulsed back in response. After a few minutes my boyfriend started sliding in and out of me. He moved slow with long deliberate thrusts. It was the sweetest torture I’d ever felt, this went on for a while my boyfriend sliding his cock in and out of me slow enough that I could feel every inch of his cock. I couldn’t take it anymore and needed him to give me more so I gently turned my head and moaned as he pushed his cock deep into me.

Russian Foreplay [Group]

I worked as Yacht crew for a time. The culture on Yachts could vary massively, some were models of the 21st workplace, with the Owners, Management, Officers and contract agencies, all working in conjunction to create an environment where only the highest standards etc etc.

Others were run essentially as floating shag pads, for the rich and Idle. Some of those didn’t even have sufficient crews to sail them, they simply stayed anchored off whatever Eurotrash resort the owners wanted to frequent, and the crew was only required to keep the lights on and serve drinks.

So I was working on one of the latter types. We didn’t usually have a captain on board so the Yacht was runby the owner’s agent in conjunction with the Purser, who he was also shagging.

Now someone told me once that he didn’t think the agent was actually Russian, but we always called him Russian.

I’d worked on Yachts for a while, I had some qualifications both for working on board, and for things like Scuba diving. However I’d come out late that year and I struggled to find regular work. So a friend of mine got me a job on board. However she was up front about how things were run.

Five Years of Film School Stories: My Kinky Girlfriend Spies a Random Girl Blowing Me. [MF] [F]

Well, I’m back. Sorry about the long pause in between. As Jeff Goldblum would say, life uh uh uh uh uh uh finds a way…(to read my previous stories, check out my profile).

To reiterate: I’m white, 6′ 3″, dark hair, athletic build (I’ve been told I have a “swimmer’s body”), and have an above-average cock. I’m not the most handsome guy in the universe, but people seem to find me attractive enough, so that works for me.
So, I was seeing Rachel (sexy smile, 5’11”, dark skin, small perky tits, high plump ass, and legs for days)
The winter break had finally come around and, since this was L.A., everyone went home. If you didn’t know this already, no one is actually from L.A. I was headed out a bit later than everyone else and Rachel had already headed back to Riverside a day or so before I left. As such, when my plane landed in Denver, I had tons of naughty pictures and texts to get through on my bus ride to Kansas City. She was home, bored, and already horny as hell.

Four Short Stories: 1st [MF, FF] [Teasing], 2nd [FF] [Domination], 3rd [MFMF, MF, MMF] [Free-Use Undertones], 4th [MF] [Clothed]

## Boy In An All-Girl School

Ralph lay in bed facing the wall as his roommate, Tanya, got dressed. He knew she wouldn’t leave without him, but maybe it would be a rare morning where she just left him alone until his throbbing morning wood went away. Ralph would love to just jerk off, but that had been impossible ever since he had been accidentally placed in an all-girl school. It had been a terrible year.

“Hey Ralph.” Tanya called.

Ralph groaned as he rolled over. “Yes?”

His eyes widened and his already aching erection swelled. Tanya stood in nothing but white bra and panties, most of pale skin visible. She was putting her dark hair back in a ponytail.

“Have you seen my shirt with the blue and white stripes?” She asked, stepping closer.

Ralph tried to look her in the eyes. “No. Sorry.”

Tanya frowned.  “Oh.” A sudden smile appeared. “Ah there it is.”

Ralph followed her stare and saw the shirt draped on the laundry basket beside his bed, opposite Tanya. It definitely had NOT been there last night.

“Let me.” Ralph hastened to roll over.

Hands all over her [MF] [Group]

We were about a year into our affair when she began to share her most intimate fantasies. In the one that came up most frequently, she was surrounded by men who were touching her all over while I fucked her fiercely. That one made her so hot. I decided to make it happen.

It was our second visit to a swingers club near Pittsburgh. The first visit we were voyeurs and exhibitionists but had no contact with other men or women. We knew the lay of the land and we were comfortable walking in the door.

After a few hours in the lounge area we had polished off the wine bottle we brought. Couples were making out all around us. Boobs were exposed and so were a few cocks. A woman in the corner was giving a vigorous blow job while a small circle of men and women watched. It was time.

We went to the group room and settled onto a corner of the enormous bed, which was made up of several king sized mattresses pushed together. There were a few people around the perimeter of the room and we were alone on the bed – but not for long. A passionate kiss led to groping, clothes coming off, and soon I was atop her missionary style, slowing pistoning in and out. We were both completely nude.

Swimming Pool Sex with some Unexpected Visitors [Group]

Last year, in May, me and my girlfriend Kate took a spontaneous trip to the beautiful Lake Garda in Italy. I found a five star hotel spa for much cheaper than in the height of summer (there is nothing sexier than a good deal).

It was most certainly a dirty weekend. We agreed to spend our four days there eating delicious Italian classics on the terrace, going for long walks around the lake and, of course, coaxing as many orgasms out of each other as humanly possible.

Day 2 and we’re enjoying the indoor pool in the hotel spa. The hotel was only about a quarter full so it was generally very quiet, and we had the pool and jacuzzi area completely to ourselves.

After swimming for a while like adults, we both remembered that acting like a kid is much more fun in a pool. We splashed, jumped, shouted and dunked to our hearts content.

Kate looked incredibly gorgeous in her classy dark blue bikini. Her shapely legs and bum glistened with wetness, and her heavy breasts jiggled delightfully with every splash.