getting serviced during the workday by an undergrad cumslut friend [MF]

Hey y’all! Today’s story is about a girl who used to get off on servicing me multiple times a day. A girl that we’ll call…Jenny.

Jenny is a 19 year old Irish girl. Strawberry blonde hair, 5’5”, beautiful handful-sized breasts with light pink nipples, and the fattest ass I’ve ever seen on a white girl. I mean, seriously, she wears yoga pants and you spend all day thinking about grinding up on her while you grope her.

Anyway, back to the point. Jenny and I were really good friends and used to fool around a lot. I am a remote worker, and she was in school. That means that we both had plenty of spare time during the first lockdown. She used to come over and attend classes from my place while I worked, and we’d spend time together. As two horny young adults, and we were of course getting each other off at every opportunity.

I 28[M] at the time now 41 got a blowjob from a F customer to get her a better deal on a car.

I am 41 now and this happened either late winter or early spring so I might have actually been 29.

I got reminded about this when talking to an old buddy from my car business days. He had a similar story but turned down the young woman’s offer.

This is long and I like some setup with backstory so skip to the

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For actual sex.

It was a Saturday and I was on the floor of the dealership I had starting working at the year before. They had laid off nearly everyone right before the end of the year so there was tons of empty offices.

I took the advantage to upgrade my office and took one of the larger ones at the lower level of the dealership.

A very slender and tall young woman walks in. I am the first salesperson she sees so we start talking. She is a graduating senior that just turned 21 and needs her first real car as she is starting a job in May.

Sensational Part 1 [MF, oral, wordy]

Dark. Quiet. They met in the dark and had to keep quiet. He sensed her before feeling the mattress give as she crossed the bed. The side of his face received her heat, her breath a little ragged. He carefully reached out, hand stroking up her ribs as he took her weight and she lay over him.

Faces together they hungrily kissed, his hand behind her head, hers cupping his cheek. They tentatively breathed through the congress, not wanting to break the spell. She felt his hand descend her back, eliciting a shiver.

She arched as he ascended the slope of her behind, willing him to be able to reach her depths. She could feel his heat beneath them, his resolve firm, pulsing against her already – had he been waiting for her?

Under her he took her by the waist, pushed her upright and slunk between her knees akimbo, wriggling one and then the other shoulder, he needed to taste her, now. She released his face as he sidled lower, not being able to resist planting a firm kiss on her belly button on his way down, the skin softer and warmer. Nose nudging her open, tongue first tracing the left side of her crotch, then the right. Her grasp of his head tightened as she knew where he was heading as he returned to her centre.

Oil Massage with my room mate (F/F) [Hands] [Oral] [Massage] [lesbian/bisexual]

I went to get out of bed but a sharp stabbing pain in my back stopped me and I squeaked.

“You ok?” Michelle asked

“Yeah, I had a little fall last night, think I pulled something in my back”, I admitted. I groaned loudly trying to get out of bed.

“Cattbutt, lie back down. we still have heaps of time”

I was fully content to flop back on my face into bed

“Can I help” she asked

“Do you have pain killers or a masseuse in your pocket” I laughed

“I have both” she smiled bringing me some ibuprofen, “Let me have a look at your back, I did a massage course when I first got out of the military, I thought it might relax me, turns out touching old men isn’t exactly relaxing”

I laughed at Michelle’s thinking.

“Come on, shirt off. let me see the damage”

I obliged, wriggling out of my shirt with my face still planted on the bed. I didn’t want to be out of commission for more time then I already had been, having already slept most of the day. I lied in just my underwear as Michele climbed onto the bed.

[By request] Track Practice (MF, domme, public space, oral)

Kevin tossed his other shoe against the wall in disgust. He’d run another slow time today. He was never going to make the varsity team it seemed, and now his knee was acting up again. He limped over to pick up his cleats and stood there against the wall in just his track shorts sulking. Could today get any worse?

Thunk thump! There was a noise coming from the locker room door as it swung open.

“Who’s there?” called Kevin. Everyone had left the stadium half an hour ago, and as far as he knew it was just him in the locker room under the stands.

There was silence for a moment, and Kevin spoke again, “hello? Someone there?”

Not getting an answer he walked over towards the door a few steps. As he rounded the lockers he shouted in surprise! “Oh sheesh! Camila it’s you! You gave me such a scare!”

Then after a pause, “Uh, you know the boys locker room right? The girl’s room is on the other side of the main stairs…”

Becoming “free use” for a week-end camping trip [FMM]

In my second year of college, I was kind of broke. No, not kind of broke – absolutely broke. I refused to go into debt and while I worked part-time at a good grocery store (the kind that pays way above minimum wages), it was barely enough to pay tuition, rent, utilities and a bit of food. I’m not going to say that I starved, but my budget for food was a couple of dollars a day. This in effect meant I had very little money to do, well, pretty much anything else.

I did go to bars quite often, and got my fair share of drinks paid by men, but this was the extent of the fun I could have. After a tough term, I was really exhausted, and badly needed vacations to rest and recover. I looked at trip at some beach places, but hey, there was no way I could even think about affording that.

What are your funny, embarrassing or missed opportunity sex stories? Here are two of mine from college. One was when I was 19 [MFF] biggest MO of my life! The other was 21 [MF]

1. In 2002 – Was in college a went home with a very petite sister of a friend. We tried every position and exorbitant amounts of foreplay and lube, but could not fit it in. I am very average size, definitely big enough not to fit. Approx 5 ¾ x 5. We ended up just trying to get it done with oral. After she came in 69 she sits on my stomach and goes to town. GREAT BJ, using both hands very energetic. I cum in her mouth she sits up right on my stomach and forces out the loudest fart ever about a foot from her face. Super embarrassing, she never mentioned it, but on the ride home she said she wanted a raincheck on the sex. We had a couple opportunities after that, but she was not into it. I imagine it had something to do we me farting in her face.

My [F]irst [M]arried man pt 1.

Fair warning this is long and there’s no actual penetration or oral.

The day it happened I arrived for work in the pub at 10 to set up for the lunch time service like normal. But there was a last minute change and instead of waitressing I was out behind the bar and Ben’s wife was put in the kitchen. It was odd, because I had no experience behind the bar and there wasn’t really any reason for Kate to be in the kitchen, but I shrugged, tied on my apron and plastered a smile on my face as the door opened up and the patrons came in.

It was a traditional village pub and outside of the tourist season the majority of customers who came in on a Sunday for their roast dinners were the same ones who had left only a few hours earlier and were now nursing hangovers. This was good for me and all the mistakes I made while manning the bar for the first time. Apart from a few leery calls of “a bit more head, Jessie, love.” and a few challenges of my on the fly maths when working out how much change was owed I done okay. I liked being behind the bar, I could look out across the entire pub from behind my post. I was surprised by how small it was though. Just a tight narrow galley packed with glasses and spirits, crates of soft drinks and boxes of crisps. There wasn’t too much space to move around and I realised the touches Ben and Kate shared while they were working together behind the bar were probably less about affection and more about the practicalities of moving around each other.

How our Halloween 2019 turned ‘my’ gloryhole fetish into ‘our’ gloryhole fetish [Group] [Long] Part II

This is a continuation of my [first post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qc4rf4/how_our_halloween_2019_turned_my_gloryhole_fetish/). I tried not to spare any details, but I know some folks hate long stories.

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She moved back to face the other side of the wall, and got into position to take on the Hispanic cock now sticking through the wall. I saw the older guy had taken the spot int the other booth now. He looked fairly clean, I would say some form of middle management job. Still, the type of guy to be at an adult bookstore at 1:30 in the morning, but by that token, so were we now. Megan grabbed the light brown, uncircumcised cock sticking through the wall with her hand and started to jack him off while teasing the head with her tongue and lips. I was surprised she was going to rub another guy’s cum into a guy’s shaft, but there’s a lot that surprised me about that night.

November (Part 3) [MFF] [lesbian] [incest] [anal] [oral]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/p8sqfh/november/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/pcsnjp/november_part_2_lesbian_incest_cheating/)

The sight I saw when I opened my eyes again will be burned into my memory forever. Naomi was on her knees, her head on the ground, her ass high in the air. The man, who I had forgotten even existed until that moment, was standing over her, his massive figure now completely nude. Sandy hair covered his thick muscular legs and ass. His big balls hung heavy between his legs and I could see his cock dripping thick, crystal clear precum as he held it by the shaft, pointing it downward so that it hovered menacingly over my sister’s wet holes as he squatted above her.