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The sexy collegue

I was working at my father’s accounting office for the summer,
I didnt know a thing about the business, but I did know there was
enough ass working there to keep me quite busy for the whole summer.
i had my own office and my duties were to a ssist the office manager.
Most of the time I was on the phone or at lunch.

I became friendly with a number of the women that worked in the
back, as accountants and data entry operators. There was one women in
particular that made my blood boil the minute I saw her. She was
about 27 years old, black hair and green eyes. She was thin, and her
breasts fit her frame being on the small side. I got to know
Stephanie over the next week, having lunch with her and some other
employees. I found out she had been married for a year when she was
21, but could’nt handle being tied down to one person. Continue reading The sexy collegue

Audition turned to be simple fuck

You were understandably excited about the chance to get a starring role in a movie even though you were not familiar with
either the production company nor the director. But when you
arrived at the studio you first thought you must have the wrong
address. To say it was in a bad section of the city would have
been a naive statement. But then the producer who called you
told you that he did art films, so you didn’t really expect him
to have a glossy setup. At least his promise of exposure at the
Cannes Film Festival was enough to dispel any fears you may have

Once you walked inside and saw how nice the reception area was,
and how sophisticated the receptionist, your no longer doubted
the wisdom of your decision. The receptionist greeted you warmly
and asked you to have a seat until Mr. Lamborghini could come for
you. Lamborghini. Even the name was reassuring. Continue reading Audition turned to be simple fuck

In need for a place to stay

I had placed an ad in the paper to rent a room. Having to pay all of
the rent for such a large house was draining my resources. Besides,
a guy of 18 who had moved away from his parents watchful eyes, needed
to show them that he was self sufficient!

The ad said “Wanted, male, 18 to 24, to share 2 bedroom house, with same.
Rent, $200 per month. Call…” and the number was listed. I had the ad
running for a few weeks and a number of guys came by to look. The house was
a typical batchelor pad, sparse furniture and no frills. It was located
in a quiet neighborhood and far back far from the street and other houses.
I was renting from a couple who had moved to Florida and wanted someone
to take care of the house. Continue reading In need for a place to stay

Three girls two guys

A month ago, my girl friend Jill and I got to talking with a waitress at a
local restaraunt and we really hit it off. Her name was Chris and she said she
had two hung guys who were coming over to her place when she got off work… and
we were welcome to join them. We accepted her invitation quickly and met her
when she left the restaraunt.
About a half hour after getting to her place, Chris disappeared to get out
of her “work clothes”. I was sitting right next to Jeff on the sofa, while Jill
and Pete were making out across the room. Jeff’s finger touched under my chin
and I turned to look at him. I kissed him, feeling his lips slowly part, and
his tongue gently stroked my lips. I parted my lips and let his tongue enter
my mouth, eagerly swirling my tongue around his. Continue reading Three girls two guys

Movie Star

A small ad caught Joy’s eye on the morning of January 5th as she
was sorting through the various sections of the New York Times. She
read it, paused, reread it. She chuckled softly, turned to the front
page, and read about the downing of two Libyan planes as she downed
her toast and coffee.

Ten minutes later she was looking at the ad again. She got up from
the table and dug around in a kitchen drawer for the scissors, then
re- turned and carefully snipped the ad. She folded it and slipped
it in the coupons pocket of her purse. Then she went to work.

It was lunchtime when Joy fished the ad out of her purse, picked up
the phone, and dialed the number. Busy. She put the receiver back
in its cradle on her desk, put her chin in her hands, and stared at
the un- shrinkable pile of papers in her IN basket. Sigh. She
picked up the phone again, dialed. A distant phone began to ring. A
tired voice answered. “Sunset Personnel Agency. May I help you?”

“Uh, I’m responding to the ad you placed in the New York Times today.
About extras for a movie?”

“Thank you, just a minute while I connect-” Silence, and then some
awful elevator music. Hum de dum… Continue reading Movie Star

Hot and sweaty honey

She was so hot. I just loved to look at her as she left her
apartment. No matter when or for what reason she look very sexy. She
had the kind of body that just screamed ‘fuck me’. And that is what
I wanted to do. She was kind of short but had those perfect legs
that gave the illusion of going on for ever. She had that long,
thick hair that was just perfect to nuzzle in too. I watched her
everyday, and I knew her habits. On weekdays morning she dressed in a
short dress type suit. All stiff and business-like, the type that
made men and women equal in the workplace. Later she would come home
and change for jogging. She wore some tight sweat pants and
amorphous shirt. Because she had some huge breast she wore in of
those tight jogging bras. Every day she came back all hot and sweaty
making me really horny. Continue reading Hot and sweaty honey

Small Bondage Bonus

I had been retained through a consulting firm to advise a small, but
very lucrative, corporation through a complicated problem. The complications
could have cost this business well into the multi-million dollar range
had I not sucseeded in the endeavor. After some long hours of hard work
I was ultimately able to accomplish our goal. The owner of this little
company, (I’ll use fictitious names in this narrative for modesty’s sake
as well as clarity) Joan Sumpter, was certainly a unique individual. She
and I spent a great deal of time together over the months of my employment.
Working virtually hand in hand, we had gotten to know each other rather well.
For all intents and purposes She appeared to be a brash, impetus woman to
most people. However, as she and I got to know each other over time, most
of this turned out to be a facade. In her business persona, she may have
seemed like a bit like a shark to some, but outside that arena I found her
to be a charming, intelligent woman. Continue reading Small Bondage Bonus

Memory Of The Woman

The crisp autumn air filled my lungs as I walked from the
parking lot to the post office. The warmth of the sun perfectly
counteracted the chill in the air. This was what the weather in
heaven was like, if there was any weather there. Or if there was
a heaven. I passed a couple of LaRouche supporters, trying to
spread their version of reality to a mother with one arm full of
infant and another full of at least three weeks of mail. I
reached for the door, considering the injustice of life. As I
opened it to enter the lobby, a vaguely familiar woman walked out.
“Thank you,” she said as she passed through the door I was
holding open. I turned to watch as she headed toward the parking
lot. She moved with an assured stride and just enough wiggle to
be interesting. I almost collided with another postal patron when
I turned to walk into the lobby. “Excuse me,” I said, “it’s
Monday.” As if that excused my inattentive behavior. Actually,
my mind was racing, trying to find that bit of memory that the
woman had stirred. Continue reading Memory Of The Woman

Two Cunts Two Cocks

I don’t know how many of you have read about the skiing vacation I
took last last winter. It was a rather boring until my boyfriend Dave
and his friend Jim decided to do some very kinky things to Jim’s
girlfriend Cathy and me, of course. None of the individual activities
were new to me, but the combination of things did get me very excited.
Cathy on the other hand was quite innocent of these kinky
entertainments. The vacation turned out to include her first assfuck,
her first time naked in front of more than one guy at a time, her
first time naked (in a sexual context) in front of a girl(me), her
first enema, her first outdoors fuck, her first lesbian kiss, her
first swapping, her first time with two cocks at once, her first
lesbian licking, her first lesbian fingering, her first taste of
pussy, (lots of lesbian firsts in here) etc, etc, etc…

Well it was so much fun that the boys (Dave and Jim) decided to spend
a summer vacation together as well. Needless to say Cathy and I were
going to be used for their kinky perversions again. I was dripping
cunt juice just thinking about it. Now that it has happened, I am
going to tell you about it.

Dave and I arrived late on Sunday afternoon. Jim and Cathy were
already there and had dinner ready for the barbecue. No one mentioned
doing anything kinky. We just waited until someone started something. Continue reading Two Cunts Two Cocks

Fucking Total Stranger

Late one night, as she finishes her studying for the exam, she feels a great
desire to log on the computer. She drives in to the cluster. Waiting there is
a message from a man. A stranger to her,but it says to call him later. She is
the adventurous sort so she chats on the computer for a while, then decides to
call him on-line. They speak only briefly for he is doing some work. He says
for her to call him when she returns home. It was very late but she agrees.

She’s a bit nervous about calling this man. She has a strange sensation going
through her body but it is quite an arousing one. Her roommate has long since
gone to bed, so she virtually has the place to herself. She hears the phone
ring in her ear. It sounds as if in a hollow chamber calling out her name. He
finally answers. They chat for a bit, just general BS. It is a cold rainy night
and she is feeling a bit uncomfortable. He asks if he can come over, but she
can’t say anything. The words stick in her throat. She knows what is on his
mind. His voice is tantilizing. The storm is weakening her resistence. Without
an answer, he says he’ll be over in 15 minutes. As she is waiting she begins
to think of why she let him come over. She doesn’t know. Continue reading Fucking Total Stranger

Cuckold Fantasy Story

It was a hard relationship to describe. They had a lot in
common – both were professionals working full time, both married,
both having two children. But much of the similarities ended
there, one was female, and a delightful one at that, but more on
this later, the other male. Although they worked together they
lived far apart. Since neither one could bear to hurt another
their “romance” was not the textbook-type. Sandy and Jim sort of
recognized that their lives were previously taken, but they still
had a deep attraction and affection for each other. They enjoyed
being together, whenever they could manage it, for the office
wags would have a field day if their “relationship”, no matter
how chaste, became public knowledge. Continue reading Cuckold Fantasy Story

Nympho Nurse

My most unusual and erotic sexual experience occurred several years ago near
the end of my sophomore year in college. I had just finished an afternoon
exam and thought I would stop by a campus bar for a few beers on my way home.
The bar I stopped at was a grad student hangout, but was also occasionally
frequented by locals. I liked the place because of the diverse crowd and
because they had the cheapest beer on campus.

When I walked in I was startled at how busy the place was at four in the
afternoon. Every table had someone sitting at it! This really wasn’t a
problem since each table was very long with benches on each side leaving
me several seating possibilities. I got a beer at the bar and positioned
myself at the end of a table near the back of the bar. Sitting at the
other end of the table were several women in nurses uniforms. From
the the smattering of conversation I heard over the sound of the juke box,
I gathered that they had just finished an unusually rough shift at the local
hospital. They must have been there a while because there were several empty
pitchers on the table. Continue reading Nympho Nurse

Hubby Came Home

After Teri’s husband came home from his business trip, we
didn’t get to spend much time together. Of course, we saw each
other at work, but the opportunity to be alone didn’t present
itself. Teri was getting bigger, but I still found her very sexy.
She was still going to her exercise classes and taking care of
herself. She never developed the puffiness about her that most
pregnant women seemed to and I was glad to see that.

When she was about seven months along, our office was notified
that the company auditors would be in for their annual check of
our travel and expense accounts. This was always a nervous time
for everyone, since the auditors were known to be nit-picky about
expense accounts. So, for several weeks, we spent many hours after
work each day reviewing our section’s records. Continue reading Hubby Came Home

Backrub On Hard Day

Karen sat there, fidgeting randomly; the day had certainly taken its
tool on her in terms of stress, muscle aches and general irritability.
Everyone seemed to be calling, everything seemed to go wrong and the
office was a total disaster area — it wasn’t exactly easiest thing in
the world to run the third largest law firm in the area.

‘Oh well,’ Karen thought as she whipped her torso around, cracking
her back and relieving some of the stress. Sometimes, she thought,
she really should hire a professional masseuse to give her backrubs on
days like this. Perhaps, at the same time, she should get one of those
massaging chairs to sit on — all this paperwork was really getting
to her, making her back sore. ‘Maybe it was just the lack of calcium
in her diet — milk certainly does the body good,’ she thought as she
fumbled to put on her sneakers. Walking to her apartment was surely
not going to be a trip that she was looking forward to. Continue reading Backrub On Hard Day

Homosexual Freedom

The drive from his parents estate to Thomas Marcourt college was a
long one at just over three hours, but it had been peaceful and beautiful.
Summer had begun to wind down, but the foliage remained green and vibrant
along the winding country roads. Mitchell enjoyed staring out at this
beautiful scenery which set him in a pensive mood. He reflected on his
summer in France and the last big party his friends had thrown for him
before he left for college.
Only one city and a few small towns broke the entrancing forest
scenery as they headed toward Thomas Marcourt: a small all-male private
college with a reputation for academic excellence. It was located in a
small town with a bigger city about a 20 mile drive north. Continue reading Homosexual Freedom