collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
Hey, I started writing this new piece which is from my real life. If you enjoy reading it and would like to see more, let me know!
Part I – The Dance
Before we met, my direction was unclear. I sort of let life happen to me. I felt as though I was on autopilot. I would talk to people at school, but never really made a concerted effort to make plans outside of school.
Sorry for Repost. I accidentally deleted it, I think. No need to upvote 😂.
Spring of 2008.
Melissa and I met at Freshman orientation. We started dating in the second semester of my sophomore year—my first official college girlfriend. We had both just started dating. I got to our school on athletic scholarship (baseball), and she got in on her academic acumen.
The baseball season had just started, and Melissa was determined to make all my games, even though I told her she totally didn’t have to. I played center field, and I was pretty decent. But I really got a boost to my batting average when Melissa and I dated.
Melissa was very cute. She had a shoulder length brown hair, and stayed in great shape. She was about 5’2 and had a nice butt. Perhaps the best physical feature though were her impossibly large boobs. She’s had a reduction now, but man, they were huge.
Melissa was raised very conservative. Most religious girl I ever dated. She attended mass every week. She didn’t drink and she never used profanity. She had a few boyfriends in high school and one her Freshman year but, she—unlike me—had never done anything with them besides hold hands and kiss; she was a virgin. She wanted to save herself for marriage.
*Part 1: The Proposition*
“Ana,” Oma called, “Ana, come here, you are wanted!”
“Coming!” came the reply from a small room.
Ana came into the main room saw Oma, Mamma and their ‘landlord’, Mr Cummins at the table. Rent was high here but in a good neighborhood, good school district. They were what was left of their family, after fleeing the Balkans during the wars there. They came with nothing to this country and struggled, women alone, with a baby, barely speaking English, while they were safe, they couldn’t get a real start.
“Ana, it is time you were part of this conversation. You are not a child anymore, and you need to be part of the decisions made here.” Oma said, “You’re fourteen, time you learned about the world.”
On a recent trip I had with my wife it was revealed to me more of her hot encounters she has had with guys when she was still in high school. Most of what I had shared about her so far was was during her college years with the exception of when she was a babysitter during her early high school years.
She had shared to me that she used to give this one particular friend of hers a blowjob whenever he wanted in high school. I believe the timeline of this was right after her encounter with the adult dad as a babysitter. This friends of hers was one of the popular kids who was known for getting away with things.
(NOTE: This is completely fiction, and my first attempt at erotica, so please leave any constructive criticism you have in the comments!)
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I’m Kayla, and I’m 18 years-old. Due to a number of unsettling reasons, that I won’t dive into for your own sake, my biological parents were not deemed fit, in a court of law, to continue to hold custody over me.
Despite the fact that I’m technically a legal adult, I’m still a high school senior, so after going through a long list of failed potential candidates, the court sent me to live with my aunt and uncle on my mother’s side…two people I can only remember through family photos from decades ago.
Because of this, I was fairly nervous around the situation. My past has given me plenty of reasons to hold trust issues, and that hasn’t changed given the situation I’m in now. Especially the fact that my aunt’s sister, my mother, is the main reason for those trust issues.
Nevertheless, I arrived at the house a week later after the decision was made. Walking up on the doorstep, and seeing my reflection on the church-esque windows on either side of the door, I immediately got the sense that I didn’t belong here.
Yumi looked around the cafe cautiously;
It hadn’t been flying for the first time that set her on edge, but rather the Uber ride here.
Airports had to be relatively safe places, what with the International ban, but once the foreigner stepped inside the stranger’s vehicle the reality of America had started to sink in.
Anyone could suddenly hop in. Or maybe the driver thought she looked extra cute (She did, of course; Yumi decorated her slender frame with a skirt that offered ample view of her thighs along with a blouse unbuttoned just enough to tease the image of cleavage)
But no. Safe and sound all the way to her destination.
“Heya Cutie!”
Yumi perked up from her reflecting as she spied the reason she had come here- Sasha.
Sasha was a much more buxom gal compared to Yumi, among other details; Long, red hair contrasted against the Japanese girl’s pixie cut. A chunky, freckled ass threatened to burst from Sasha’s denim shorts, along with equally ample titties nearly spilling out of her tank top.
My partner for a group project back during my freshman year of college was a blonde bombshell named Allie. Her face was beautiful, body was tight, skin was tan and her ass was truly fantastic. One of the best asses I’ve ever laid my hands on. The story of our first time having sex together, in an empty classroom before a presentation, sparked a short fling of really fun sex and great stories. I suggest checking that one out.
After my last story with Allie, where we fucked in her dorm room while we thought her roommate was asleep, we became a lot more comfortable with each other. I honestly considered my looks pretty average compared to her, but she boosted my confidence a lot. It helped that the sex was good. She made it clear I was a good fuck and she only had experience with her ex high school boyfriend so I was her first for a few things. She also had a new found kink for having sex in public since our classroom experience. She was so sexy but also kept it classy. I caught feelings for her almost immediately despite agreeing we would keep it casual. She was too cool, too hot and too fun not to, but I didn’t tell her.
(Rebecca alternative)
1 month ago
I was in my office when I got a call that a new recruit had made a mess of some documents from our sister branch.
“Good morning, Mr Smith, I’m sorry to inform you but the client files from Minerva Corp were accidentally deleted by Mrs Murray.” A supervisor from the filing department said while over the phone. What are you kidding me!? Those files are worth thousands! How did she end up having access to them!?
“I’m sorry sir but—”
Send her to my office right away! I shouted before hanging up the phone.
Just what the actual fuck!?
15 minutes later.
This is one of my first ever storied I’ve written. Whilst the sex in the story didn’t happen, there are a lot of true events that transpired in this story.
I appreciate all comments and feedback as I begin this journey.
Please email any questions, comments and feedback to mikeyborrows@protonmail.com
My Best Friend Comes to Stay with Us
For the last few years, it has astounded me how much my wife Sarah enjoys sex and pleasuring me. I suppose from all the “guy talk” and banter amongst friends, I was convinced woman don’t want sex as much as guys and that they don’t get horny or crave a man’s body. This is certainly not the case with my wife and I have a lot to be grateful for that.
Watching my wife explore and enjoy my body as I see the lust in here eyes and feel the passion in her fingers helps to show me just how much pleasure she gets from pleasuring the male body. This made me start to wonder that if she is so good at it, and enjoys it so much, is my body and cock enough for her? Does she want more? Could she handle more? It also made me start to wonder if she could help out some of those close friends who have mentioned they were getting any sex at home?
Since I mentioned it in my last post, I decided to make a post about my graduation trip after finishing school. The trip took place after I graduated from my local “high school” (or the equivalent we have here) a few years ago. I and everyone else I was hooking up there was 18 at the time.
So a couple of months before we (a group of 20 people from the roughly 80 that graduated that year) were going, we had to allocate the hotel rooms. There were options for rooms of 2 and 3 with being in a room of 3 of course having been cheaper. So everyone looked for one or two partners to share a room with and I was asked by two girls, let’s call them Leandra and Alissa, if I wanted to share a room with them to which I of course said yes. I have had sex with both of them before a few times, although Alissa was in a very fresh relationship at that point so I haven’t slept with her the weeks prior. Her then-boyfriend was from another school and from a few kilometres away, he didn’t have any friends at all at our school so we agreed to not tell anyone from outside of our school that I was on their room and as far as I know that worked and the bf didn’t know about it until after they broke up. With Leandra though, I had occasional hookups every few weeks or so.