*I was watching old episodes of ‘Whose Line is It Anyway’ with my husband and it sparked a fast,fun story along the lines of one of the games they play on the show, ‘Questions Only’. I hope you like it. :)*
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collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
*I was watching old episodes of ‘Whose Line is It Anyway’ with my husband and it sparked a fast,fun story along the lines of one of the games they play on the show, ‘Questions Only’. I hope you like it. :)*
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Laying back, spreading my legs while I looked up at my brothers cock, standing straight up, I saw it twitch again. It was then I saw his face as I was looking up at him, him down at me, our eyes locked. His face, his expression, looked the way I felt, nervous but excited at the same time.
Wanting to ease the tension, I slid my hand back down to my pussy and started swirling my middle finger over my clit again. And, as soon as I started, James grabbed his cock and started stroking slowly, our eyes only parting when I would look at his cock while he stroked or when he looked down to watch me playing with my pussy. Wanting more, I mumbled “I’m so fucking wet” as I slid my two middle fingers as far into my pussy as I could, then moved them up and down with vigor, the sound that made, made it obvious how wet I was.
Long with a lot of backstory, but here goes…
A few years back, I took a new position with a larger organization as a manager of about 20 people. It was a decent job, but nothing particularly interesting. At the time, I was in my mid 30’s, around six feet tall, brown hair, and medium build. I would consider myself just an average,clean-cut white collar guy.
I started meeting everyone on my new team over the next few days. There were a few cute women on the team,but no one really caught my eye, and besides, they were subordinates, so I wasn’t really looking for anything in that area.
After only a few days of work, I received an odd email on my personal account-not the one through work. It was from “Kim” and was welcoming me to the company.I didn’t have anyone on my team named Kim, but responded back nicely. I told Kim that I didn’t think we had met, and asked her how she had found my personal email address.
I met my friend Colin in probably second grade. Hard to say as my memory is very unclear back then. But we were close our whole lives especially in high school. He’s just that bro who never does you wrong, always there for you, always funny to be around. After high school we paired off with girlfriends but we kept hanging out. Eventually he and his girl got married. I was a groomsman. We took vacations together. I visited the hospital when his first child was born. I would consider him a brother.
Eventually both of our relationships ended, first mine because I’m an idiot, then his because his wife was a piece of shit. Things happened, people moved. We chatted occasionally online but being friends in person was time consuming, him having kids and me being lazy. We gamed online occasionally which was always fun.
In all the time we knew each other we almost never talked about sex. His ex-wife sometimes made comments that he had a big dick. It could be true since some women like to brag about that. Could be false though since some partners like to brag about what they don’t actually have. But she was pretty attractive so I leaned towards believing he was gifted.
We all have ups and downs right? Mistakes we make in our life. this story is pretty dark. It’ll delve into the worst decisions I’ve ever made, it isn’t ‘sexual’ as such in description but obviously sex was involved.
Judge me as you will. I know who i was. Im not that person anymore
My other story. “Her brother” is linked with this story.. well
Kind of, but the beginning and parts of it will make loads more sense after reading this… If you read it to the end.
Lets go way back to my school days, primary school. In my class was a girl called Jennifer. She wasn’t popular, very geeky, weird and ugly unfortunately. Never well dressed and came from a scruffy family. She had a clear target on her back for bully’s to pick on her, though i wasn’t too popular myself so i never played part in that roll. Wasn’t my thing to do.
I knew she had an innocent crush on me at the time, simply because.. she’d tell me, obviously I wasn’t interested and to be honest i tried to avoid her as much as possible because you’d become a target yourself.
Please excuse my spelling and grammar!
So, I work in a, without a better way of saying it, a manly
industry. I say this and it is 99% men that work with us. We will not go into
what and why. Just how It is.
One of my colleagues is Tim. Very cool guy and him and I hit
it off as friends right away when we started working together. It was a 2-year
job we had a contract for and Most of us were from all over. I’m from California
and Tim from Canada.
It was Chrisman time and our company had a Christmas party.
I was single and Tim is married and I was able to meet her for the first time
at the party.
Tim and Christy were a cute couple. Christy was just like
Tim and was the life of the party. I think that is why Him and I get along so
well. When we are together, we are always joking around and having a blast.
Christy was right there with us.
I was hurting from laughing so much that night. I kept
telling Tim how lucky he was with Christy. She loves me saying that. Whenever I
did, she would hit him saying, See I’m a catch lol.
As I heard those words coming from my girlfriend , kneeling in front of me with her hands tied behind her back and my cock next to her face, my mind completely broke. How the hell did I get there ?
Well lets back it up a little. Alice and I, both 25, met through the famous flaming logo app and while it took a little bit to get going with been going steady for a while and the sex is truly incredible. To give you a quick description of the protagonists , Alice stands a at solid 6’1 composed nearly interely of incredible legs and the sort of ass that doesnt make any sense on that frame. Long brown hair and the perkiest B cups. I m a much more pedestrian 5’10 with the body of a retired rugby player. Broad shoulders , decently athletic still and a reportedly great ass . As for the relevant part of my body im 6 inches long but extremely girthy, about 6.5/7 inches.
Another night, another Tinder date.
We’ve met a few times for different dates and sex afterwards and I decided I would finally let him see the slut. We went out for Thai, then went to see Batman at a small, one screen theater. There was a balcony above the main floor, so we nabbed seats in the back and settled in. A few other people joined us but sat in front. Perfect.
Around an hour in I let my hand drift from his over to his thigh. Small circles with my fingertips turned to caressing, each pass getting me closer to his cock until finally, I placed my hand over it, delighted to find him hard. Still staring straight ahead I began rubbing the length through his jeans, then pulled his zipper down. I tugged at the button until he got the hint, undoing it so his pants sat open.
Taking off my rings I slid my hand in, finding his cock leaking pre-cum from my teasing. I collected some and used it as lube, starting with firm slow strokes. I could hear his breathing pick up, hips moving slightly to meet my hand. Someone stood and started walking to the door, heading right for us. After a quick check, it was dark enough to where they wouldn’t see, so I kept going and even went a little faster, loving the rush of potentially getting caught.
This happened about ten years ago.
At the time I was 25 and had just gotten out of a long term relationship. I was pretty bummed, because it ended so poorly and needed to find a way to drown my sorrows. I had a friend that lived in a large city, and made the road trip to his apartment downtown. We went out to a bunch of dance clubs and bars that night, and I flirted with other women for the first time in years.
The last place we went to was a decent sized dance club, with a ton of people. The music was loud and the lights were low, and I found myself at the perfect drunkenness of not being too drunk but feeling good at the same time. As I was headed to the dance floor I noticed this woman looking for something behind a speaker. She was in her mid 20’s, about 5’5”, with red hair and freckles. She was skinny with a nice ass, wearing jeans and a v neck t-shirt. Her boobs were not that big, maybe an A or B cup. (For those wondering, I’m 6’2″ about 200 lbs, fit with brown hair and blue eyes.) If I had to compare her to someone it would be Isla Fisher from Wedding Crashers.