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tanuno
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[bealzabozo] - Lunch guest
Rebecca often fantasized about being with two men at the same time. Her husband, Robert was on board with the idea. He often made comments about how sexy it would be to see her with an extra guy. They tried to fulfill the fantasy on several occasions, but people would flake out or just be overly demanding causing plans to fall through. They put aside the idea for a while, due to their busy lifestyle, but Rebecca continued to think, and fantasize, about it regularly.
When Robert's college friend, Jerry, said he would be in town for the weekend, Rebecca didn't think much of it. She never thought very highly of his old friends, but Jerry was different. He was respectful and pleasant, handsome and muscular. Rebecca was enjoying the afternoon so much, listening to their old stories and preparing food that she completely forgot about her fantasy, until Jerry made a flirtatious comment toward Rebecca about her beauty and then it hit her like a thunderbolt. The small flirtatious act sent her brain spiraling with fantasies and deisre, but she kept her cool.
Rebecca waited until the two guys were in the living room, chatting on the sofa. She snuck away to the bedroom where she put on a sheer blue nightgown and a pair of platform heels she got for a Holloween costume. She freshened up her makup and perfume and walked slowly and silently back to the living room, the only trace of her presence was a musky rose scent that preceded her muffled footsteps. She stood infront of the guys for a few minutes until Robert asked her if she could grab them some more beers from the fridge.
"Holy fucking shit." Robert said as he finally noticed her posed infront of them. Jerry's head quickly snapped to the direction Robert's head was pointed and mumbled an agreeing "god damn". The two men gawked at Rebecca, shocked and unsure how to proceed until rebecca asked...
Rebecca often fantasized about being with two men at the same time. Her husband, Robert was on board with the idea. He often made comments about how sexy it would be to see her with an extra guy. They tried to fulfill the fantasy on several occasions, but people would flake out or just be overly demanding causing plans to fall through. They put aside the idea for a while, due to their busy lifestyle, but Rebecca continued to think, and fantasize, about it regularly.
When Robert's college friend, Jerry, said he would be in town for the weekend, Rebecca didn't think much of it. She never thought very highly of his old friends, but Jerry was different. He was respectful and pleasant, handsome and muscular. Rebecca was enjoying the afternoon so much, listening to their old stories and preparing food that she completely forgot about her fantasy, until Jerry made a flirtatious comment toward Rebecca about her beauty and then it hit her like a thunderbolt. The small flirtatious act sent her brain spiraling with fantasies and deisre, but she kept her cool.
Rebecca waited until the two guys were in the living room, chatting on the sofa. She snuck away to the bedroom where she put on a sheer blue nightgown and a pair of platform heels she got for a Holloween costume. She freshened up her makup and perfume and walked slowly and silently back to the living room, the only trace of her presence was a musky rose scent that preceded her muffled footsteps. She stood infront of the guys for a few minutes until Robert asked her if she could grab them some more beers from the fridge.
"Holy fucking shit." Robert said as he finally noticed her posed infront of them. Jerry's head quickly snapped to the direction Robert's head was pointed and mumbled an agreeing "god damn". The two men gawked at Rebecca, shocked and unsure how to proceed until rebecca asked...
"What do you boys think?"
tanuno
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[bealzabozo] - Lady's day
When Raquel heard about Lady’s day at her favorite resort, she was thrilled. She was delighted by the thought of no creepy men staring at from across the pool, no screaming children running around and no sloppy drunk men hitting on her every ten minutes.
When the day came, she headed straight to the resort with her swimsuit on and an unwavering smile on her face. She made a beeline for the pool in order to grab her favorite spot next to the shimmering blue water and laid out on of the scattered deck chairs. She gestured back to the bartender for on of their famous Mai this, he nodded I’m agreement. The drinks here were a little expensive here, but sweet and boozy and she had been looking forward to having one all week
When he brought the drink out, she was floored.
“Fucking christ,” she blurted out uncontrollably, “the new uniforms here are really…something. The bartender stood there wearing tiny mesh underwear, his thick cock held back by tiny interwoven threads.
“Its just something I did for lady’s day,” the bartender responded “I might change in a few minutes.” Raquel smiled, unable to take her eyes off his member. She felt a warmth building deep inside her. The sun was already bathing her skin in warm summer light, but now a fire was lit inside of her and she new she had to act in order to put it out.
When Raquel heard about Lady’s day at her favorite resort, she was thrilled. She was delighted by the thought of no creepy men staring at from across the pool, no screaming children running around and no sloppy drunk men hitting on her every ten minutes.
When the day came, she headed straight to the resort with her swimsuit on and an unwavering smile on her face. She made a beeline for the pool in order to grab her favorite spot next to the shimmering blue water and laid out on of the scattered deck chairs. She gestured back to the bartender for on of their famous Mai this, he nodded I’m agreement. The drinks here were a little expensive here, but sweet and boozy and she had been looking forward to having one all week
When he brought the drink out, she was floored.
“Fucking christ,” she blurted out uncontrollably, “the new uniforms here are really…something. The bartender stood there wearing tiny mesh underwear, his thick cock held back by tiny interwoven threads.
“Its just something I did for lady’s day,” the bartender responded “I might change in a few minutes.” Raquel smiled, unable to take her eyes off his member. She felt a warmth building deep inside her. The sun was already bathing her skin in warm summer light, but now a fire was lit inside of her and she new she had to act in order to put it out.
tanuno
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[bealzabozo] - Itialian Vacation
My husband always plans an extravagant vacation once a year where we spend two whole weeks in a exotic country surrounded by history and culture. We soak up the all the sights the destination has to offer and visit all the typical tourist attractions like museums, statues, fountains and the occasional castle. We've visited old battlefields, biked though ancient cities and stood atop mountains. This year the destination was Venice Italy. He was so excited when we picked our vacation destination, he spent days creating itineraries and schedules for all the tourist spots in the area. Museums are great, I love seeing the art and history in them, but after nearly 20 years of marriage, I've seen enough paintings of dead kings and noble knights to last a lifetime. I would much rather be sitting on a beach, buzzed and freshly orgasmed. So, on the last day of our stay I hatched a little plan, I pretended to wake up with a splitting headache so I could stay in the room while he went and visited all the things he had on his list. I played the part pretty well, I tried to get ready to go with him, but that darn headache was just too much, I tried to make an effort but was stopped at every turn by how bad my head pretended to hurt. Eventually he told me to get some rest and he will come back later with some pictures to show me. That's the key, you have to play to their sympathies and you can get away with nearly anything.
I ordered some wine from room service and put on a tiny nighty that I brought along. I had intentions of sipping wine on the balcony while watching the gondolas pass by and maybe, between bottles of wine, I can have a few sessions with one of my favorite vibrators. While I was imagining how the day was going to go there was a knock on the door. I answered it, not realizing I haven't yet put on the panties that came with the nighty. I opened the door to the shock of the young man delivering the wine. He stood completely still, his eyes fixated on my body, eyeing me up and down. I broke the ice by saying thank you and as I looked at him, an idea popped in my head. Maybe I was already turned on from my own secret, personal, vacation or maybe it was from the way the he looked at me.
"40 years old and I can still turn some heads," I thought. Ideas started pouring into my head, the most prominent of which was taking this young man and fucking him silly. I figured why not, it's a great way to experience the people of a city and we will be leaving tomorrow and never see this person again, the perfect crime. I love my husband and would never do anything to hurt him, but I gave myself a pass on this one, he owed me after all the times I did all the things he wanted to without complaint or disagreement from me. The wine boy broke his frozen pose and reached out to hand me the bottle and glasses, I asked him to bring it in the room and set it down on the dresser, in my best broken Italian. I talked to him a little, to ease his tension. I found out he was 22, was named Paolo and was born in Naples. I asked him is he would like to join me for a glass and he sheepishly declined. He stayed there though, watching me as my flimsy nightgown fluttered around my body as I moved around the room from the dresser to the seat infront of the bed.
I tried my best to sooth Paolo's nerves, but he just stood there silently and motionless, except
for his eyes, they carefully followed my tits as I moved. I moved in ways that made them wiggle
in hopes he would reach for them or want to suck on them. I patted my hand on the empty spot
of the bench I was sitting on, but he just stood there, awkwardly, infront of me. Although he
seemed extremely nervous, his cock seemed to know exactly what was going on and was ready
to burst from it's zippered confinement. I happily obliged and un buttoned his pants, so it could
come out. His cock was firm and pulsing with blood and eagerly greeted me with tiny bead of
pre-cum on the very tip. I looked up at him with a beeming smile and started stroking him,
making sure to shake my tits with each quick stroke. He watched me intently as I worked and
his dick became responded in kind by growing more and more stiff until it seemed as though it
would break the skin if it became any more hard. It was the kind of hard on that only a young
guy could achieve and it reminded me of my husband, when we were both younger. Paolo
started to relax as I stroked, now with an added twistinmoansg twisting motion, and let out
some deep . I continued for a minute or two, savoring the feeling of his rock hard dick in my
hand. Soon, I felt he was ready for a something more.
My husband always plans an extravagant vacation once a year where we spend two whole weeks in a exotic country surrounded by history and culture. We soak up the all the sights the destination has to offer and visit all the typical tourist attractions like museums, statues, fountains and the occasional castle. We've visited old battlefields, biked though ancient cities and stood atop mountains. This year the destination was Venice Italy. He was so excited when we picked our vacation destination, he spent days creating itineraries and schedules for all the tourist spots in the area. Museums are great, I love seeing the art and history in them, but after nearly 20 years of marriage, I've seen enough paintings of dead kings and noble knights to last a lifetime. I would much rather be sitting on a beach, buzzed and freshly orgasmed. So, on the last day of our stay I hatched a little plan, I pretended to wake up with a splitting headache so I could stay in the room while he went and visited all the things he had on his list. I played the part pretty well, I tried to get ready to go with him, but that darn headache was just too much, I tried to make an effort but was stopped at every turn by how bad my head pretended to hurt. Eventually he told me to get some rest and he will come back later with some pictures to show me. That's the key, you have to play to their sympathies and you can get away with nearly anything.
I ordered some wine from room service and put on a tiny nighty that I brought along. I had intentions of sipping wine on the balcony while watching the gondolas pass by and maybe, between bottles of wine, I can have a few sessions with one of my favorite vibrators. While I was imagining how the day was going to go there was a knock on the door. I answered it, not realizing I haven't yet put on the panties that came with the nighty. I opened the door to the shock of the young man delivering the wine. He stood completely still, his eyes fixated on my body, eyeing me up and down. I broke the ice by saying thank you and as I looked at him, an idea popped in my head. Maybe I was already turned on from my own secret, personal, vacation or maybe it was from the way the he looked at me.
"40 years old and I can still turn some heads," I thought. Ideas started pouring into my head, the most prominent of which was taking this young man and fucking him silly. I figured why not, it's a great way to experience the people of a city and we will be leaving tomorrow and never see this person again, the perfect crime. I love my husband and would never do anything to hurt him, but I gave myself a pass on this one, he owed me after all the times I did all the things he wanted to without complaint or disagreement from me. The wine boy broke his frozen pose and reached out to hand me the bottle and glasses, I asked him to bring it in the room and set it down on the dresser, in my best broken Italian. I talked to him a little, to ease his tension. I found out he was 22, was named Paolo and was born in Naples. I asked him is he would like to join me for a glass and he sheepishly declined. He stayed there though, watching me as my flimsy nightgown fluttered around my body as I moved around the room from the dresser to the seat infront of the bed.
for his eyes, they carefully followed my tits as I moved. I moved in ways that made them wiggle
in hopes he would reach for them or want to suck on them. I patted my hand on the empty spot
of the bench I was sitting on, but he just stood there, awkwardly, infront of me. Although he
seemed extremely nervous, his cock seemed to know exactly what was going on and was ready
to burst from it's zippered confinement. I happily obliged and un buttoned his pants, so it could
come out. His cock was firm and pulsing with blood and eagerly greeted me with tiny bead of
pre-cum on the very tip. I looked up at him with a beeming smile and started stroking him,
making sure to shake my tits with each quick stroke. He watched me intently as I worked and
his dick became responded in kind by growing more and more stiff until it seemed as though it
would break the skin if it became any more hard. It was the kind of hard on that only a young
guy could achieve and it reminded me of my husband, when we were both younger. Paolo
started to relax as I stroked, now with an added twistinmoansg twisting motion, and let out
some deep . I continued for a minute or two, savoring the feeling of his rock hard dick in my
hand. Soon, I felt he was ready for a something more.
tanuno
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[bealzabozo] - Home from college
When Rebecca’s son came home from college because of the pandemic, she welcomed the company. Working from home had its benefits and perks—she could easily fulfill all of her household responsibilities—but she missed the excitement and socialization found in an office environment. She didn’t know what kind of excitement her son brought with him.
When Rebecca’s son came home from college because of the pandemic, she welcomed the company. Working from home had its benefits and perks—she could easily fulfill all of her household responsibilities—but she missed the excitement and socialization found in an office environment. She didn’t know what kind of excitement her son brought with him.
tanuno
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[bealzabozo] - Summer
I worked at a clothing store in the mall for a whole summer after graduating from college. I hated it, but I had loans to pay back, and I wasn't having any luck finding a job in my field. The mall was always dead, only a few stores were keeping it alive, one of them being my store. We kept busy enough to pay our rent and had a few regular customers. My favorite of the regulars was a sexy milf that would special order the sluttiest and most daring heels we had to offer. She would place an order about once a month and insisted she try them on in the store to make sure they fit. I became familiar with her schedule and and I developed a sense for when one of her orders was coming in. I would make sure to be the one putting the heels on her perfect feet when that day came. The first couple times I did it, I would get a raging hard on, that I desperately tried to hide due to my own embarrassment. Eventually, I made less and less effort to disguise my lust and desire for her, it was bad enough I had a fetish for feet, but to have someone this sexy and elegant come in on a regular basis and present their feet to me pushed me over the sensual edge.
One of her orders was a pair of glittery golden 8 inch heels. When they arrived at the store, I peeked inside the box and ran my fingers across the underside of the shoe. I couldn't wait for her to come in and let me slide them on her pretty, little feet. She didn't disappoint. She strutted in wearing an open blouse that perfectly displayed her ample breasts and a pair of heels I sold to her a few weeks previously. She sat down on the big sofa we had in the middle of the store and waited for someone to approach her. I smiled at her as she sat and told her I would be right there to help her. I rushed to the stockroom to pick up her new order and quickly grabbed the box. She already had her old heels off and was sitting patiently as I walked the new ones out to her.
Just holding the box made my cock come to life under my slacks and as I bent down to place a heel on her foot I was fully erect. I gently lifted her foot in my hand and took a second to admire its softness and her perfectly manicured toes. By now, my already stiff cock was pulsing with excitement. I desperately wanted to ask her for a coffee or drink, but thought this milf, who obviously had money, would want nothing to do with a lowly shoe salesman. I slid one of the golden heels over foot and fastened the strap around her ankle. I asked how the heel fit, if it was the right size, and if it was too tight. She replied, "It feels great, but it seems your pants are a little tight."
Her comment took me for a loop, I was shocked and embarrassed. I tried to speak, so I could apologize for the forardness of my cock, but all that came out of my mouth was an incoherent rambling of nonsense. I tried justifying my erecting by saying to myself that it was her fault. She knew what she was doing, she came in here intentionally and with purpose to provoke such a response. But, before I could form a response, she said, "Why don't you take it out? Let me see it."
I looked around the store and saw it was empty, except for the two of us. I was more than eager to pull my cock out and start stroking it. She pit her bare foot against my mouth and her heeled foot next to my cock. I happily and eagerly sucked on her glorious toes while stroking myself over her heel clad foot. I came in less than a minute and shot sticky ropes of cum all over her foot. She smiled at me and, without uttering a word, put the other golden on her foot, grabbed her things and walked out of the store with cum running down her foot and ankle. I never saw her again after that. I quit a few weeks later after finally getting a job at a firm downtown.
I worked at a clothing store in the mall for a whole summer after graduating from college. I hated it, but I had loans to pay back, and I wasn't having any luck finding a job in my field. The mall was always dead, only a few stores were keeping it alive, one of them being my store. We kept busy enough to pay our rent and had a few regular customers. My favorite of the regulars was a sexy milf that would special order the sluttiest and most daring heels we had to offer. She would place an order about once a month and insisted she try them on in the store to make sure they fit. I became familiar with her schedule and and I developed a sense for when one of her orders was coming in. I would make sure to be the one putting the heels on her perfect feet when that day came. The first couple times I did it, I would get a raging hard on, that I desperately tried to hide due to my own embarrassment. Eventually, I made less and less effort to disguise my lust and desire for her, it was bad enough I had a fetish for feet, but to have someone this sexy and elegant come in on a regular basis and present their feet to me pushed me over the sensual edge.
One of her orders was a pair of glittery golden 8 inch heels. When they arrived at the store, I peeked inside the box and ran my fingers across the underside of the shoe. I couldn't wait for her to come in and let me slide them on her pretty, little feet. She didn't disappoint. She strutted in wearing an open blouse that perfectly displayed her ample breasts and a pair of heels I sold to her a few weeks previously. She sat down on the big sofa we had in the middle of the store and waited for someone to approach her. I smiled at her as she sat and told her I would be right there to help her. I rushed to the stockroom to pick up her new order and quickly grabbed the box. She already had her old heels off and was sitting patiently as I walked the new ones out to her.
Just holding the box made my cock come to life under my slacks and as I bent down to place a heel on her foot I was fully erect. I gently lifted her foot in my hand and took a second to admire its softness and her perfectly manicured toes. By now, my already stiff cock was pulsing with excitement. I desperately wanted to ask her for a coffee or drink, but thought this milf, who obviously had money, would want nothing to do with a lowly shoe salesman. I slid one of the golden heels over foot and fastened the strap around her ankle. I asked how the heel fit, if it was the right size, and if it was too tight. She replied, "It feels great, but it seems your pants are a little tight."
Her comment took me for a loop, I was shocked and embarrassed. I tried to speak, so I could apologize for the forardness of my cock, but all that came out of my mouth was an incoherent rambling of nonsense. I tried justifying my erecting by saying to myself that it was her fault. She knew what she was doing, she came in here intentionally and with purpose to provoke such a response. But, before I could form a response, she said, "Why don't you take it out? Let me see it."
I looked around the store and saw it was empty, except for the two of us. I was more than eager to pull my cock out and start stroking it. She pit her bare foot against my mouth and her heeled foot next to my cock. I happily and eagerly sucked on her glorious toes while stroking myself over her heel clad foot. I came in less than a minute and shot sticky ropes of cum all over her foot. She smiled at me and, without uttering a word, put the other golden on her foot, grabbed her things and walked out of the store with cum running down her foot and ankle. I never saw her again after that. I quit a few weeks later after finally getting a job at a firm downtown.
tanuno
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[Troxvi] - Fun at the park 1-5
Rori Collins: You sure she hasn't noticed?
Hana: Yea she's focus on her book, you know you look hella hot doing that
Rori Collins: Am I turning you on?
Hana: Hell yeah, just wanna eat you out right here
Rori Collins: Oh, i..
Hana: Some old guys are heading this way
Rori Collins: Where?.. omg i know those guys
Hana: Where from?
Rori Collins: Please don't let em see me
Hana: Why not?
Rori Collins: i cant its embarrassing
Hana: Guess ill just have to ask them then
Rori Collins: What!?! please don't
Hana: Hello gentleman, hope you're doing well and enjoying your walk.
Stanley: Thank you young lady.
Arthur: Indeed good weather and pretty ladies is nothing to scoff at
Hana: Im Hana, i believe you’ve meet my friend
Rori Collins: H-hello
Stanley: Ah Rori wasn't it?
Rori Collins: Yes sir
Arthur: Rori?? doesn't ring a bell
Stanley: You know the young lady who put on a show for us (See)
Arthur: I don't… wait Debra’s kid?
Stanley: Yes you senile old bastard
Hana: Wait, what show?
Rori Collins: It was nothing, just some harmless fun
Stanley: Well me and the guys enjoyed it very much
Arthur: Too bad we had to cut it short, would have been nice to see some more of you?
Hana: Come on tell me, what kinda show... wait a minute… you didn't?
Rori Collins: I'm really sorry it just kinda happened. It was a few weeks after the bus.. (See) i’m really really sorry please don't be mad
Hana: You little slut, why didn't you tell me… thats hella hot
Rori Collins: You're not mad?
Hana: Not really, just upset you didn't tell me about it
Rori Collins: Sorry, i just put on a show for them, that's all
Hana: Oh so you just blueballed them? that's not very nice
Rori Collins: What! no i didn't
Hana: Guys?
Stanley: Well you kinda did young lady
Rori Collins: Im sorry
Arthur: In her defense, we were all out of blue pills so wouldn't have been much fun anyways and it was a very nice show
Hana: Wow that must have suck
Stanley: Indeed, but we got a new supply, so not gonna miss a chance like that again
Hana: Well i think you might be getting a second chance then
Rori Collins: WHAT!? Why?
Hana: You did blueball the nice elderly gentlemen and you kinda cheated on me, by not telling, sooo you kinda owe us
Rori Collins: I'm really sorry, you sure you're not mad?
Hana: Of Course, besides your way to cute to be mad at for more than a few sec... we just need to find a place
Rori Collins: I-i… i might know a place
Hana: Cool, you gentleman game?
Stanley: Definitely
Arthur: Let me just check if i have my heart medecin
Stanley ---------- Arthur ---------- Rori Collins ---------- Hana
Rori Collins: You sure she hasn't noticed?
Hana: Yea she's focus on her book, you know you look hella hot doing that
Rori Collins: Am I turning you on?
Hana: Hell yeah, just wanna eat you out right here
Rori Collins: Oh, i..
Hana: Some old guys are heading this way
Rori Collins: Where?.. omg i know those guys
Hana: Where from?
Rori Collins: Please don't let em see me
Hana: Why not?
Rori Collins: i cant its embarrassing
Hana: Guess ill just have to ask them then
Rori Collins: What!?! please don't
Hana: Hello gentleman, hope you're doing well and enjoying your walk.
Stanley: Thank you young lady.
Arthur: Indeed good weather and pretty ladies is nothing to scoff at
Hana: Im Hana, i believe you’ve meet my friend
Rori Collins: H-hello
Stanley: Ah Rori wasn't it?
Rori Collins: Yes sir
Arthur: Rori?? doesn't ring a bell
Stanley: You know the young lady who put on a show for us (See)
Arthur: I don't… wait Debra’s kid?
Stanley: Yes you senile old bastard
Hana: Wait, what show?
Rori Collins: It was nothing, just some harmless fun
Stanley: Well me and the guys enjoyed it very much
Arthur: Too bad we had to cut it short, would have been nice to see some more of you?
Hana: Come on tell me, what kinda show... wait a minute… you didn't?
Rori Collins: I'm really sorry it just kinda happened. It was a few weeks after the bus.. (See) i’m really really sorry please don't be mad
Hana: You little slut, why didn't you tell me… thats hella hot
Rori Collins: You're not mad?
Hana: Not really, just upset you didn't tell me about it
Rori Collins: Sorry, i just put on a show for them, that's all
Hana: Oh so you just blueballed them? that's not very nice
Rori Collins: What! no i didn't
Hana: Guys?
Stanley: Well you kinda did young lady
Rori Collins: Im sorry
Arthur: In her defense, we were all out of blue pills so wouldn't have been much fun anyways and it was a very nice show
Hana: Wow that must have suck
Stanley: Indeed, but we got a new supply, so not gonna miss a chance like that again
Hana: Well i think you might be getting a second chance then
Rori Collins: WHAT!? Why?
Hana: You did blueball the nice elderly gentlemen and you kinda cheated on me, by not telling, sooo you kinda owe us
Rori Collins: I'm really sorry, you sure you're not mad?
Hana: Of Course, besides your way to cute to be mad at for more than a few sec... we just need to find a place
Rori Collins: I-i… i might know a place
Hana: Cool, you gentleman game?
Stanley: Definitely
Arthur: Let me just check if i have my heart medecin
Stanley ---------- Arthur ---------- Rori Collins ---------- Hana
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