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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

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

Sally the stewardess

Back in the middle 60’s, I owned an apartment complex near
O’Hare field which catered to airline personnel and
expecially stewardesses. In those days, the stews were young
and perky, not like the grandmothers who fly today.

We ran a courtesy car to the airport every hour and
occasionally when we had more than a full load, either the
building manager or myself would run out to pick up the
overflow in our personal cars. On the night I will tell you
about, I was ready to leave to go to a night baseball game at
Sox park with my manager when I got the call from our driver
that there was one stewardess at American Airlines he couldn’t
pick up. Continue reading Sally the stewardess

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

Sex At Work

It was early morning in the Faculty lounge; in fact, it was way too early for

some. Dr. Maxwell Jones, otherwise known as Mac to his friends and colleagues,

sat enjoying his coffee in relative silence. It was his first day as a Professor

at the Institute for Science and Technology and already he was bored to tears. He

stared idly into the newspaper, propping his feet on the coffee table, while

lounging his tall frame on the hard couch. Continue reading Sex At Work

my first Sex in the forest

The Forest Surround

(MF, 1st time, Medieval)

Christina, daughter of Landaus the woodsman, stood

staring with pride at her betters as they passed by

in splendid procession. She could see Lord Malinov

riding beside his lady’s litter and was hoping to see

the wondrous Lady Diana.

The people loved her not just for her beauty but for

her beneficent influence upon the Court. Ever since

she arrived at the castle their lord had been kind

and generous to his people.

Cheers went up as Lord Malinov threw the obligatory

coins to the crowd, his magnificent presence dazzling

all the girls – and many of the men too, if the truth

were told.

Christina’s heart swelled as his cortege of young

warriors faithfully trooped across the meadow road

bridge in the wake of their lord and lady. Their liege

lord was returning in triumph from the Holy Land, and

stories of his valor had flown like dragon’s fire

through the villages.

Christina had been moved to tears by the story of Sir

Andrew, the young knight who had saved his lord by

taking an arrow in the chest that had been aimed at

Lord Malinov. She could see the young man resting

comfortably on a cart, in a place of honor just behind

Lady Diana’s litter.

Christina’s tears began to flow again when she thought

of the bravery of this perfect young knight, and of his

terrible wound.

At last the procession passed into the Castle Malinov.

All the fine people would be making merry tonight. It

was Solstice, and a banquet would be held as usual.

Christina, along with many other peasant women living

in the forest surround, had been charged to help with

the festivities. Living so close to the castle meant

they were often required to serve their master at table

when a big feast was in the making. Christina had often

served in the kitchen as a child.

However, grown-up now, she had been instructed for the

first time to serve in the great hall. Lady Malinov

always required her serving wenches to ‘be of comely

nature and person.’ As a perfect hostess, it was only

natural that the Lady Diana would want to please her

guests’ visual, as well as culinary, tastes.

Christina thrilled at the thought of serving the nobles

that very evening; she could hardly wait. She happily

skipped homewards, day-dreaming of feasts, of gentle-

folk and handsome knights…


Several hours later, in the warm castle kitchens…


Christina’s Aunty Bessy shouted from her place in front

of the hearth: “Christina girl! Keep your mind on the

task at hand, will ye!”

Christina blushed when she realized that she’d been

standing and gazing at her reflection in the silver

tray she’d been instructed to polish. “Sorry, aunty.

I must have been daydreaming. It’s just that I’m so

excited to be serving gentlefolk; I’ve always longed

to do it. Oh, aunty! Isn’t it just wonderful to be so

close to so much glitter and fine trappings.”

Her aunty just grunted and turned back to the roasting

boar turning on the spit over the fire, while Christina

looked once more at her reflection in the gleaming


The boys in the village often commented on her good

looks. Christina just knew she could turn all heads,

even those of her betters, if she was properly washed

and groomed. She was proud of her looks, and had always

been careful with her body, not doing any of the

foolish things some of the local girls got up to. She

was sure she was meant to be something special, more

than just a farmer’s wife.

Hearing her aunty start to grumble again, Christina

quickly went back to work, preparing for that night’s



…Night is falling. The great hall is alive

with music and revelry…


Pageantry and gaiety had always been like a drug to

Christina. Tonight she’d been assigned to a position

at the head of the hall, which meant that she’d be

serving her lord and lady, and also the guests of

honor. She was so nervous at first that she thought

she was going to faint, and almost did when the

gracious Lady Diana turned towards her and smiled as

Christina was filling her glass.

Christina made sure to place herself close to handsome

young Sir Andrew, the bravest knight in the realm. Sir

Andrew was a mystery to the common folk in the forest

surround. He came from across the narrow sea, and spoke

with a strange accent. His parents were almost mythical

figures. Eli The Bearded was known by one and all as

a great war leader in his land, while the Lady Cyrrh,

his wife, was both feared and respected on both sides

of the water for her magical powers.

Christina made a special effort to please the young

knight with the illustrious pedigree, waiting on his

every whim, always at hand when he looked as if he

might want something.

The feasting and entertainment continued late into the

evening, by which time many of the guests were well

into their cups, and boisterous in their merry-making.

As she weaved between the guests conversing at the

table, Christina noticed Sir Andrew favoring her with

a smile, not to mention a wink of his eye! She was

ecstatically happy to have been noticed by such a

handsome and illustrious knight.


Later that evening, the embers were burning low…


As the night wore on, the serving girls had less and

less to do. Making one of her rounds, Christina was

both surprised and pleased when Sir Andrew reached out

and pulled her down on to the bench next to him.

“You’re a pretty wench!! What’s your name?”

She blushed with embarrassment and excitement,

answering in a small voice: “Christina, great sir.”

He laughed at her timid response and said, cheerfully:

“You sound shy, but you weren’t too shy to flirt with

me just now.”

Christina was taken aback. Had she been that obvious?

Oh well, at least he’d noticed her! She answered

softly: “I hope I did not offend the great lord. It

was not what I intended.” She gave him her most

appealing ‘innocent little girl’ look. She’d used that

look to great effect on the peasant boys in her

village, and wondered how a nobleman would react to

such a rustic device.

Sir Andrew saw before him a very pretty peasant girl,

with a very fetching look on her lovely face. Having

her so close to him was making him sexually aroused.

He was surprised to feel anything at all. His wound,

and the sea travel, combined with little opportunity

or inclination, had meant that he hadn’t shared a

woman’s bed for more than six months.

As, however, he looked into this girl’s lovely eyes,

a need grew within him. He smiled at her and, gently

pulling her towards him, kissed her soft lips.

Though she tried not to show it, Christina was beside

herself with excitement. A noble knight had actually

kissed her. She could die now, and life would have been

fair to her. Joy and love surfaced in her as she kissed

him back, pushing her supple young body against his in

sudden urgent need. One of her hands came to rest

comfortably on the young man’s crotch, hidden under

the table.

Christina didn’t really know what she was doing, but

Caroline, her older cousin, had told her that men liked

having that part touched by women.

Sir Andrew almost choked when he felt her hand between

his legs, and his eyes widened as she massaged his

growing erection through the material of his breeches.

Does she have any idea what she’s doing?, he wondered.

They sat together for hours, while the feasting

gradually died down and guests began making their way

into the darker recesses of the great hall, to sleep.

Sir Andrew, as befitting a knight, had his own area by

the north wall. His sleeping quarters were smallish,

but reasonably private, and his thoughts turned towards

using this privacy to bed this pretty wench. When the

great Lord Malinov and the beautiful Lady Diana rose

to toast Solstice, all who still could held their

goblets high and chanted their lords’ name the

prescribed amount of times.

With a flourish of his robes Lord Malinov turned and,

his lady at his side, dismounted from the dais. They

made their way past their guests, nodding to the

occasional friend; pausing here and there.

The royal couple halted at Sir Andrew’s side, and Lord

Malinov wished him the very best of fortune. To

Christina’s amazement, Lady Diana leaned forward and

kissed Sir Andrew on the cheek, whispering: “Thank you,

kind sir. Your service to the kingdom, and to me, has

created a debt I can never repay. I can never thank

you enough for taking my husband’s life into your

hands, and will always be grateful to you.”

She stood up, her back erect, her perfect body held

with dignity, and her eyes shining with tears of


Christina watched in a kind of ecstasy the noble

couple’s graceful exit from the great hall. Her recent

thoughts about having a good time, and relieving the

lust that had been building within her, had disappeared.

Admiration for her liege lord and his lady fair over-

whelmed her, bringing tears to her eyes.

Sir Andrew watched his little serving wench gaze at

the retreating figures of her lord and mistress, and

thought he was seeing the flush of innocent youth at

the moment of perfection. Though not more than 23

himself, he saw the innocent happiness radiating from

the young girl’s face as a light in darkness.

His need was growing again, and he thought to himself:

‘I will have her flower tonight. I’ll take her

virginity, and be whole again.’ The thought stirred his

loins, and he leant over and cupped one hand over one

of Christina’s soft, round breasts.

Christina started at the intimate contact, but then

accepted it gladly. Turning her clear blue eyes on the

young knight’s dark, smoldering ones, she kissed him

deeply, which in turn made him more urgent in his own


Suddenly, without a word, he stood up and pulled

Christina to her feet. Taking her by the hand, he led

her into the dark recesses of the great hall, toward

his pallet. The young couple giggled together as they

stumbled over lesser knights and guests, forced to make

do with reed mats on the hall floor.

Christina was shocked to see couples copulating in

plain sight, some being watched as a kind of show by

their neighbors. She giggled nervously when she passed

them, her knight responding by passionately kissing her

neck and ear.


The great hall. A knight’s billet…


Sir Andrew lit a small taper before getting the young

servant girl to stand before him and beginning to

undress her. She wore simple clothing, without either

buttons or snaps, just peasant-style little ties that

were easy to undo.

While he removed her garments one by one, Christina

stood very still, her arms slightly out from her sides,

wondering what Sir Andrew was planning for her. She had

no experience in this sort of affair.

Her heart pounded as her body was lovingly uncovered

by her paramour. Deciding at last she ought to do

something herself, she started unbuttoning Sir Andrew’s

tunic while he was still engaged in removing her

garments. Soon the young couple were both standing


Sir Andrew was aware that he was hard again, and

marveled at it. There’d been a time when he thought

he’d never feel lust again, but now, standing before

this common, but beautiful little vixen, he was fully

erect, and horny as a goat. Her body promised him all

the physical delights that a woman could offer.

He reached out to fondle her delightful breasts, and

was pleased to see her dusky-pink nipples harden at

his touch.

Christina hadn’t realized how beautiful a man’s body

could be. She’d assumed that, under their clothing,

all men were like her Uncle George – hairy and rough.

She’d seen her uncle working in the fields without his

shirt, and saw little resemblance between that memory

and the almost hairless, well-muscled body of Sir


She noticed his terrible scar at the place where the

arrow had entered his body. She reached out to touch

the spot, at the same moment looking downward and

seeing the evidence of his maleness pointing at her.

Christina was fascinated by the sight of Sir Andrew’s

straining penis. She’d never thought before about a

man’s sexual organ. Of course, growing up as she had

in the fields of the forest surround, she’d seen

animals doing it, and naturally had seen her little

brother nude on many occasions. But they hadn’t looked

anything like the meaty pole that was standing erect

before her.

Unsure of what was expected of her, she shyly reached

out her hand and touched the aroused organ. It felt

hot, almost burning, to her cool hand. Intrigued, she

gripped the young knight’s erect penis and gently


Sir Andrew groaned, immensely enjoying the sensation.

He was, indeed, a little surprised that this young

beauty was acting in such a forward manner. He was used

to girls accepting his advances as if he were entitled

to make them, but this one was lively indeed.

Christina began pulling the smooth skin of her lover’s

penis up and down the shaft, revelling in the pleasure

she saw on Sir Andrew’s face. She was enjoying herself

too; the feel of his hot sex in her hand stirred

strange feelings inside her. She wanted this beautiful

man more than anything, and was more than willing do

anything he asked of her.

Her cool touch on his hot erection was all that was

needed to make Sir Andrew convinced he’d be able to

perform the sexual act. Indeed, he felt so aroused

that he started to worry that he might come too soon.

He began exploring the young girl’s body with his

hands, running them over her smooth skin; her

shoulders, soft breasts, thighs and flat stomach. She’s

truly a lovely wench, he thought, considering himself

fortunate that he could look forward to having her that


As her hand smoothed his precum fluid over his shaft,

he felt himself begin to lose control and reached out

to stop her. Holding her lovely shoulders with his

battle-scarred hands, he gently pushed Christina down

onto his pallet, still marveling at the perfection he

saw by the dim light of the taper.

Nuzzling his swollen sex organ in between her legs, Sir

Andrew parted her sweet nether lips with his thumb and

forefinger, and pushed his bulging cockhead into her,

stretching the opening into her vagina.

Christina’s eyes opened wide when she felt him fumbling

at her crotch. She knew, in a general way, what he was

doing; she just didn’t know quite what would come next.

When his manhood opened her up she gasped in surprise,

amazed that something that big could possibly fit

inside her. She closed her eyes and tried to concen-

trate on what was being done to her.

It felt strange, and a little painful, but Christina

didn’t care about the pain. She was being taken by a

nobleman, and on Solstice. If she became pregnant, she

would be important and have high status in the village.

And to happen on Solstice would make it doubly lucky.

The thought of having Sir Andrew’s baby made her eager

and excited.

Meanwhile, the knight was having a little trouble

forcing himself into the young serving wench, because

her tunnel was exceptionally tight. He approved that

in principle, but it meant he would have to hurt her.

Might as well get it over with, he thought.

He thrust his hips downward, forcing his now-slick

shaft deep into Christina.

“Ooowwee! Gggod!” she moaned when the pain knifed

through her body.

Sir Andrew moved his lips to her ear and said quietly:

“Don’t worry. I’ve just taken your flower. You’ll feel

fine in just a minute, I promise. Trust me, will you?”

Christina lay quietly under her handsome knight, tears

welling up in her eyes, her legs spread for his plea-

sure. She nodded, waiting for him to do his will,

whatever that might be.

He placed his hands on either side of Christina’s

chest, and levered his upper body up and away from

hers so he could look into her eyes. “You trust me,

don’t you? I won’t hurt you unnecessarily. You do know

that, don’t you?”

He smiled encouragingly, and Christina almost forgot

the pain. Then he moved inside her again and the pain

momentarily returned, but not for long.

The knight was so overwhelmed by his desire after so

long abstinence that it took just a few strokes in and

out of Christina’s warm, velvety tunnel for him to

achieve orgasm. Thrusting himself against Christine’s

pelvic bone, he felt the once-familiar release he’d

missed for so long, his seed spurting copiously from

his body into hers. The resulting intense orgasmic

relief was a feeling he’d almost forgotten.

Christina now began enjoying herself. She joyed in

being rodded by this beautiful young man, and was

beginning to match his moves when he suddenly tensed,

simultaneously pushing his organ hard into her. His

body’s vigorous thrust, pressing against her pubic

mound, sent a thrill right through her, and at the

same time she felt Sir Andrew’s hot sperm jet into

her womb. It tickled, as spurt after spurt forced its

way deep inside.

She uttered an involuntary sigh of satisfaction, while

her lover grunted as he emptied his seed into her.


The great hall. Sounds of pleasure

fill the night…


After that first time there was no stopping Christina,

and she and her knight copulated time and again, all

the night through. There were some gruff rebukes from

neighbors, offended by the noise of their lovemaking,

but the young lovers took no notice.

Christina was in love. She’d never expected to find

anyone that could make her feel so happy. As far as she

was concerned, Sir Andrew was perfect in mind and body,

almost godlike, and, indeed, before the night was over

she was worshipping him like a god.

In the morning she awoke to find that her lover had

already left the hall. Most of the knights were

expected to perform in jousting and other manly arts

as the festival continued, and Sir Andrew had gone to

the jousting field.

She remained for a while in his bed, feeling warm and

sated. Stretching like a well-fed kitten, Christina

thought dreamily about the night that had just passed,

and wondered if Sir Andrew would want to try something

different tonight. She was prepared for anything, and

smiled at the thought.


Outside, in the forest surround, on the

jousting ground…


Sir Robert addressed his young friend with a tinge of

admiration in his voice. “So, young fellow, who was

that ravishing wench you bedded last night?”

Sir Andrew, who was watching some young bucks dueling

in the competition yard, answered in a distracted tone:

“Dunno. Can’t remember her name, but she was a great

fuck. Why don’t you try her out tonight?”

Sir Robert looked a little surprised. “You’re sure

about that, are you? Of course, if you really don’t

want her any more I’ll be happy to bed her.”

Sir Andrew said carelessly: “With my wound I couldn’t

take two nights like that in a row. Besides, I’ve got

my eye on another wench who served me breakfast a

little while ago. So feel free.”

Battle of sexes

Battle of sexes
By: Sandeep/Zarina
Hello friend, Sandeep here again with a new story of cross dressing. As this is my latest achievement after seeing ISS which is pleasurable and I thank ISS for this new achievement and would let them find new achievements to enjoy the real life. Me (Sandeep) wife Zarina had recently found out about my cross-dressing. She was a little upset at first, but then seemed to be more accepting of it as time went by. I came home from a business trip a couple of weeks ago to a welcome that I could never have imagined in my wildest dreams. I had taken quite a few of my clothes with me, and spent every minute possible on my trip dressed. Even in meetings I was wearing satin panties, stockings, garters and toe rings under my business suits.
When I arrived home, my wife told me to get undressed because she had run me a bath. She had run a bubble bath and sprinkled rose petals on the water. She told me to get in, and then she helped me wash. After that, she helped me shave my legs nice and smooth.
She brought me a pair of my sexiest black satin panties with lace side panels and a matching bra, and asked me to put them on along with my new 38c silicone forms. Once I had them on, she got out the nail polish and we painted each others toes and fingernails. By this time my panties could barely contain my hardness, but there wasn’t going to be any relief just yet. She had laid out a sexy little outfit for me Ц thigh high stockings with a garter belt, a little short black skirt with a tight white top, and black platform slides. I put them on, and then she helped me with my hair and makeup, finishing off with a coating of bright red lipstick. She was dressed in some pretty skimpy clothes as well, and she had our digital camera ready. She had us strike several suggestive poses, both alone and with each other. When she was photographing the two of us we were kissing and feeling each other up Ц the pictures turned out very hot.
After some time taking photos, things were so hot that we abandoned the camera and just started making out hot and heavy on the bed. During that session she was on top of me, and pulled my hands above my head and bound them to the headboard. Then she went away for a few minutes. When she came back, she straddled me on the bed and asked if I was ready for a big surprise. I was ready to shoot my load as I said yes. She stood on the bed above me, slid her panties down over her ankles and slowly raised her skirt. I couldn’t believe my eyes she had bought herself an 8″ strap-on dildo, and it was swaying in the air above me. She said that she had been sucking my cock all these years, and since I wanted to be a girl so badly it would be my turn now to suck hers. She lowered herself down and straddled my chest, unbuttoning my top as she did, exposing my breasts. She slid her cock in between them just as I had often done to hers, squeezing my tits around it as she slid in and out between them.
Then she brought her cock to my lips and told me to suck it. I brought out my tongue and licked all along it, then all around the tip. I loved the feeling of it. I opened my mouth and let her slide her cock into my hot waiting mouth, closing my lips around it, loving the feel of a hard cock sliding in and out of my hot little mouth. My wife told me that I looked like a total cock sucking slut, and I got harder than I had ever been before. As she continued to fuck my face, I filled my panties with a load of hot sticky cum. She reached into my panties and brought the cum out on her fingers, and spread it on the end of her strap-on. Then she made me lick her fingers clean, and then fucked my face some more with her cock until I had licked that clean as well. Then she told me that it was time for her to make me a total woman. She untied me from the headboard, and told me to get on my hands and knees and raise my ass in the air for her. I could not believe it Ц my wife wanted to fuck me from behind and make me her little cock slut.
She slid my skirt and panties off of me, leaving me in just my bra, stockings and heels. I got on all fours, and spread myself for her. She leaned in and started kissing and licking my tight little hole, then started lubing it up along with spreading lube on her strap-on.
My wife then knelt behind me and started pressing her cock against my tight little hole. I was totally blown away Ц doggy style is one of her favorite positions, and I couldn’t count the times that I had fucked her like this, and now she was going to fuck me the same way. I asked her to stop teasing me and fill me with her cock. She told me I needed to tell her exactly what she should do. I begged her to fuck me like a cock hungry slut, to fill my ass with her hard cock. She started sliding it in slowly. I resisted a little at first because it was unfamiliar and uncomfortable, but as she got farther in I relaxed and started to really enjoy the feeling of submitting to her cock entering me. Once she was all the way in she started to grind her crotch against my ass, then started sliding in and out, giving my hole a good hard fucking and making me feel like a complete woman. Having my wife fuck me had gotten me totally hard again. She leaned forward and whispered that she needed a good fucking, and told me to roll over on my back. I did, my hard on sticking straight up. She pulled off the strap-on and settled her cunt over my aching cock. She was hotter and wetter than I had ever felt her before.
As she leaned forward and sucked on my nipples, I asked her if she had liked fucking her new girlfriend up the ass, and she said she did. I told her that she could fuck me anytime she wanted, and she said she planned on it. She was sitting up riding me with one hand on my tits and one playing with her own when I couldn’t hold back anymore and filled her cunt with a load of my cum. She moved up and put her face over my mouth and told me to eat my cum out of her cunt. As I was lapping it up, enjoying the taste of my cum mixed with her juices she came hard, squirting all over my face and totally messing up my makeup. As we were laying together afterwards I asked what had changed her mind about my dressing. She said that while I was away on my trip she had been doing some research about cross-dressing online and had read some stories that got her very hot, so she decided to try some of the ideas out. This has become our normal life and share the happiness equally and liked it. Well friend how u like this type of story do write on