It was a warm city night. So, I went for a walk to clear my head after a fight with my fioncee. I turned the corner and I saw a group of women walking out of the bar. They were talking and laughing loudly, it was hard not to notice them. As I was approaching some of them said goodbye to their friend, caught a taxi and left. Their friend, a long-haired brunette, turned to me and I realised that it was Sara, the only woman I’ve ever loved. She dumped me eight years ago, but I never managed to completely forget her. Her face came up in my head from time to time and I was wondering where was she and what she was doing at the moment.
Meanwhile Sara headed in my direction. She was looking for something in her purse, so she didn’t notice me. I called her. She stumbled and I caught her.
Jennifer lay on the lawn in a city park. The warm rays of the sun gently touched her soft skin. She lay on her belly carelessly waving her legs in the air and breathing freshly cut grass. It was a wonderful spring day. There were a lot of moms and nannies playing with children, dog-owners throwing sticks to their pets, a painter at the lake depicting on his canvas the beauty of the awakening nature, a group of young boys, whose laugh could be heard all over the park. And there was a man, a very handsome man, sitting on the bench few meters away from Jenny right in front of her eyes.
He was reading a newspaper with a very smart and serious look. He wore a perfectly pressed suit with a tie and a blinding white shirt and looked like a men’s magazine cover model. But his straight face belied his “real-lifeness”. He looked like a man in his early 30s, way too old for her. Though Jenny noticed him staring at her occasionaly from behind his newspaper. Continue reading “The perfect first time of a young virgin”
My dad got married for the second time, when I was 13. His new wife was ok, but she wasn’t and could never be my mother. The main reason for that were two heavy big boobs hanging down at her slim body. A 13-year-old boy just shouldn’t look at his mother the way I looked at these huge soft melons, which gripped my eyes like a spell every time I saw them. Now, from my experience, I can say that her bra size was something close to H, but at that time I just knew that they were huge and strongly attractive.
When they got married and my step “mom” moved into our house, my dad noticed that I began to spend more time in my room than ever before. Once I heard him talking to Claire, his new wife:
– Maybe, you two should spend some time together, so he could get used to you? I really want you to get along.
At the beginning I’d like to say that I’m not some kind of voyeur freak and this is the first voyeur story that ever happened to me.
I stood at the window trying to figure out what has changed. The view obviously looked different, but why? And then I saw her. Tender and graceful like a panther she slided around the room. That was it, that’s what has changed! Someone has moved to the apartment right across the street and the always dark window lighted up.
I couldn’t distinguish her face, but she looked young and was very energetic. Like a little bee she was flying around the room rearranging the furniture, moving boxes and cleaning up. I went to the kitchen, took a bottle of beer from the fridge, came back to the room and made myself comfortable in the chair at the window.
I’ve been watching her for a couple of hours when finally she fell on the bed exhausted. She just lay there and didn’t move. I thought she’d got asleep and I was going to get back to work when suddenly Continue reading “My new neighbor voyeur story”
She holds my arms behind my back. I’m standing naked, face to the wall. My clothes are on the chair, accurately folded. She doesn’t like mess. Everything should be on place. My place now is next to a switchable glass partition wall with dozens of people behind it. They all do their routine work while I’m standing here naked. Face to the wall.
She’s a partner at a well-known law firm. She’s my boss. I’ve been working for her for three years. We’re at her office. She has a bad day, she argued with her partners in the morning. On her bad days she asks me to come in and switches the glass at her office. Then she asks me to take off my clothes and to stand face to the wall. She restrains my hands with plastic Continue reading “Fucked by a goddess”
The guard went to the bedroom and dragged out naked young girl. That night she was executed. It’s been happening for months already. Every night sultan Schahriar took a new girl for his carnal interludes and every night he was dissatisfied with her and the girl was put to death.
People whispered among each other that soon there would be no girls left in the kingdom. But no one took any measure to preserve their daughters. Until beautiful Scheherazade, daughter of the grand vizier, expressed a wish to become a sultan’s new wife. Her father tried to talk her out of such a desperate act. But Scheherazade was firm in her intention.
When the sultan saw Scheherazade, he was struck by her beauty and sexiness. Though remembering his previous experience, he didn’t expect much from her. He examined her body and satisfied with what he saw sent her to get ready for the night. Continue reading “A tale of a thousand and one nights”
Let me tell you a story of my husband humiliation. You’ll love it.
I can’t stand my husband. This spinless piece of shit. I married him when I owed some big money to some bad people. He had money and I had to save my life. Though I’m not sure that I had saved it. It’s a hell living with this miserable and pale imitation of a man.
Last week I woke up and decided that I’d had enough. I watched some husband humiliation porn videos and realised that I needed to teach my husband a lesson. I called my friend Ted whom I occasionally fuck and asked him to came to my house. Then I called my husband at work and asked him to come back home. I told him it was an emergency. I knew that he wouldn’t ask any questions and would come back home at once. And so he did.
It was a warm, but windy autumn day on the beach. I went there to clear my mind after my girlfriend said that we needed to take a break and start seeing other people. It was completely her decision, I didn’t want it, but I accepted it. Though I wasn’t going to look for a new girlfriend, I was just going to wait for Her.
So, as I said I went to the beach and just wandred there all day long. It was a secluded and quiet place, and I thought I was there all alone. Until I saw a girl, who was slowly walking towards me and throwing stones in the water. Continue reading “Blowjob: a cure for a broken heart”
Want to diversify your sexual relationships? Just invite an Escort Girl for a Valentaine’s Day!
We had been married for 10 years when we both started feeling like we need to shake up our sexual life. My husband was the one who initiated the conversation about inviting to our bed someone else. Since he was very jealous, the assumption that the third person could be a man, was out of the question. But I also wasn’t ready to share my husband with another woman. So I agreed to have FFM sex on condition that I’m the only one who my husband was going to fuck. The other woman was allowed to be watched but not touched. Continue reading “Escort girl for my husband on a Valentine’s Day”
Since it is a page for sharing short sex stories, I’m gonna tell you mine. Though there is not much sex in it, but it’s quite short:-)
This story happened to me last summer. I was going to work. I’m a waitress at a coffee house. The train was crowded as usually at a rush hour. It was a hot summer day. I wore a thin blue dress. I must say that I’m a quite pretty girl, and I try to keep fit. So, I often notice men checking me out, but that day it was different.
That day I felt someone’s hand on my ass. I didn’t understand at once that it was a hand. At first I just thought that it was a purse or a bag or any other inanimate object. But when it actually grabbed my butt, I squeled and turned my head towards the disturber. I don’t know whom I expected to see there, but the man I saw amazed me a lot. Continue reading “One of my sex stories”