I have been seeing a married man for 4 months, he is 54 years old but very fit, we meet twice a week he takes me shopping and buys me little things and we have dinner and the day usually ends with me sucking his large cock in the car in a secluded car park where he verbally abuses me as I suck on his cock, calling me a whore bitch cunt etc. it never gets physical, and once he cums he is back to the kind man I first met.
Once a month he takes a hotel room where its me that get pampered, he takes care of me, he sucks my pussy and clit and keeps me on the edge of the most wonderful orgasm, for what seems like and eternity, before finally letting me cum, we have dinner and then he does whatever I want more oral or he fucks me how I want and with the help of a cock ring as long as I want.
It is balanced against all this that I have my dilemma, he has asked me to seduce his wife, and to let him watch when I make love to her, she is an attractive 37 year old with a very hot body natural red head, but she is extremely sexually repressed, my lover told me he only gets to make love to her once a month with the lights off, he never gets to see her naked.
I wear red lace panties under my short skirt, my lover has given me his wifeТs routine and I decide to target her at the library. I see her enter the library and I cross the road and enter too. She goes straight to the romantic fiction section, this sexually repressed woman is getting her sexual fix reading bodice ripping stories.
It had been a good night out good food good wine and great company. Scott & Amanda, Amanda a fiery red head with green eyes 23 years 5’5” 110lbs 34C a UK size 8 or 10 had been my best friend since primary school (1st grade) and Scott 24 years 6’ 195lbs, since High School (8th Grade) they married when they were 19 and now the relationship was near breaking, I had been Amanda’s sounding block and unknown to her Scott had also talked with me at length about their problem.
As newly weds their sex life was uncomfortable at best and avoided if possible, sex was something neither one enjoyed it soon became easier to not even bother with it, Amanda admitted that if she never had sex again it would not worry her in the least. Scott, confirmed all Amanda had told me, when I pressed him he admitted to masturbating, but only once every 3 or 4 months, and he denied having an affair, sex was something that did not matter to him. Now being a slut I found this had to understand and I made them my special project after all they were two of my best friends.
It only took me a couple of weeks till I found out their problem, it was physical. They were both virgins when they married and had no idea what they were doing or how to achieve satisfaction, so began a master class into achieving orgasms.
This is a true story based on when I was still working as a student nurse, I was on holiday although I was not going away I need the rest and looked forward to lying in bed until noon and then out in the garden if the weather was good. My mum called me to tell me her brother, Alan’s daughter had had an accident, and she was in her boyfriend’s car when he somehow hit a tree. Kerri had braced herself on the dashboard; the only injury she sustained was two fractures, to both arms.
My Aunt Barbara had died five years ago and Uncle Alan did not consider it appropriate for him to look after his 16 year old, as he would need to toilet her and dress her, so he asked my mum if Kerri could stay with me until her casts came off. I was reluctant as I was on holiday, but the offer of Ј150 a week, was a persuasive argument I could not argue with that.
Uncle Alan packed Kerri’s stuff and drove her over to my house; I made up the spare bed.
Kerri is brunette, five feet two inches with nice legs, she is very popular and her friends phoned and texted her from early in the morning until late every night. However, I am getting ahead of myself.
When she arrived, she was in a lot of pain and Uncle Alan gave me her medication, Pethidine Tablets, Uncle Alan left after a cup of coffee, leaving us together to catch up with each other it was 5 years since I last saw Kerri, from what I remembered she was a brat.
We chatted and I found she was not as I remembered her she had grown into a polite beautiful girl. We chatted for a bout an hour when Kerri told me she needed the toilet, so up we went. When we got into the toilet I pulled her skirt up and pulled her panties down, she sat, but she could not pee while I was there so I went into the hall and waited until she called. Less than a minute she called, I went in, took a handful of toilet tissue, reached between her thighs, and wiped her.
‘Ok’, I asked.
oo many times tonight guys on separate occasions tried to pick up Christina. But she was not interested she just wanted to drink alone and be with her thoughts of how unhappy she had been. The past few relationships she had did not last or ended in disaster and the last thing she wanted was to be with another guy at least tonight. On the other side of the bar this beautiful blonde who could have stepped off a sun-kissed California beach has been watching Christina and her continued rejections. She leaned over to her friend and whispered in her ear, and then they both got up and approached Christina. She slipped in the space at the bar between Christina and this burly guy who was more interested in his beer and the NFL game than them. The blonde looked at Christina and just gave her a warm smile, Christina seeing a friendly face smiled back and the blonde УHi there, IТm Lynn I saw you having some time with those guys and you looked like you could use a friendФ. Christina took a sip of her wine and replied Уsome guys just donТt get the message that youТre not interestedФ. Lynn Уoh this is KimФ introducing Christina to her redhead friend.
As the night wore on the three girls got to joking and laughing and having a good time after telling them about all the problems she had with guys and relationships. She started to feel much better and felt a real connection with these two girls.
The wine was starting to show its effects on Christina as she went to get up to use the ladies room, she stumbled and started giggling. Lynn observed УOh it looks like someone is getting a little lit thereФ as Christina found her way to the ladies room. Kim piped up УSheТs really nice girl Lynn and it was nice of you to help her feel betterФ. Lynn Уyea Kimmy IТve really taken a liking to herФ. Lynn mused that there was just a great connection between the three of them and they could be friends for a long time. Christina returned and Lynn and Kim stood up after paying the bar tab and Kim took Christina by the hand and three girls walked out of the bar into the cool night air. Christina said Уoo that cool air feels so refreshing it will help me clear my head on my way homeФ. Lynn stepped in front of Christina; Lynn replied УwhatТs the rush to go yet, why donТt we find a quiet place to talkФ
They had been friends ever since grade one. Eleven years had gone by, and their bodies had transformed quite decently. Hailey was thinking of the first day she had met Leighton in grade one. How prim and proper she was. How her hair was perfect. How her dress made her look like quite the girly girl. Hailey was thinking how eleven years later, Leighton was still the same girl she had met back in grade one. Leighton still made sure her hair was perfect, still made sure her clothes were perfect. The only thing different was Leighton had become so un-resistable. All the boys wanted a piece of her eighteen year old ass, she really knew how to turn heads!
Hailey moved in with Leighton a month previous due to some problems at home. She was alone in Leighton’s room, as Leighton was at work. She started to think of what a beauty her childhood friend had become. She envied her large 36-C tits, her tight stomache, her tight ass. Ohhh the thought of Leighton’s beautiful body was making Hailey hot. She started to imagine her friend naked and how much she’d love to pleasure her. Hailey slowly started to glide her hand down her stomach feeling her right 34-B tits on the way. She unbuttoned her tight short-shorts and lead her hand down to her pussy which was already wet. She started vigorously playing with her clit and let out a small moan. She slid off her shorts and red lace thong so she could spread her legs wide. She inserted two fingers, letting out small moans and pants and occassionally whispering, “Oh Leighton”. She was on the verge of climax when she heard the door open. She sat up on the double bed trying to cover herself, embarassed.
Leighton looked at her confused, then noticed Hailey’s wet, clean shaven pussy was visible. She felt herself starting to get wet. She didn’t understand why this was turning her on because she had never been with a woman. She always wondered what it would be like and knew she wanted to try it someday.
had been in the club, with some friends from work on a Christmas party night out, we had drank and danced all night. I noticed a young large busted curly blonde haired girl watching me, overtime I caught her eye she would look away, but always looking back when I looked away. She wore a beautiful sapphire blue dress, which came to mid thigh. Her long shapely legs encased in black sheer stockings, which I noted when she crossed her legs, and silvery sandals. She was with a large group but seemed to be on the fringes. I thought I recognised her, but could not place her. I wore a tight red dress trimmed with white, very festive bare legged with white strappy sandals. As they put the lights up at the end of the evening, I picked up my bag and standing outside I said goodbye to all my friends and walked to the taxi rank, the queue was long but there were plenty of taxis coming and going so the queue was moving quite fast.
Behind me was the same girl, I had the strongest feeling that I knew her and so I turned and spoke to her, we chatted as we waited that was when I remembered where I had seen her before, she worked in a local bank, she was a money adviser. Just before we reached the front of the queue, I checked my bag, my purse was gone, I had no money for the taxi, and Jessica said I could share her taxi, but she had just enough to get to her home, which was about a twenty-minute drive from mine. She offered to let me stay with her and said she would drive me home in the morning. It was starting to get cold, so I gratefully accepted her offer.
Liz and myself went to the library, we were determined to get some solid studying done, without distractions of television, telephone or computer. We picked a table right at the rear of the library, there was not many people round so we got down to the serious studying. No sooner had we opened our books than two guys came up and attempted to pick us up. Liz gave them her famous frosty stare and they backed of muttering about us being ‘lesbians’.
Once they were gone we spent the next 3 hours studying (honestly), I felt hungry and I went off to get some food and drinks which were officially not allowed on the premises. I was gone about 20 minutes and when I got back Liz was sitting chatting to a brunette girl, when I got up close I recognised her as a student in one of our classes, ‘Irene’, she was upset and Liz was listening as she unburdened herself.
Apparently her girlfriend, had cheated on her with a guy she had just met, Irene caught them in the shower her girlfriend was giving him head. He spotted Irene and grinned as he pushed his cock deeper into her girlfriends mouth. Irene ran out of the flat and eventually ended up in the library where she found and recognised Liz. When I heard her tale, I offered to go with her to confront the bitch, but she said she never wanted to see her ever again.
We packed up our books and took Irene back to my house, and got the vodka out, just to settle her nerves, she drank heavily and we put her to bed. She’d wake in the morning with a sore head and her girlfriend either forgiven or kicked permanently into touch.
We went to bed, Liz lay on her side, I spooned behind her and my hand pressed against her flat belly as I nibbled and licked her neck, she wriggled her sweet ass against me as my hand move south to feel her soft feminine lips and her distinctive clit which grew under my fingers as I rubbed over the hard nub. She shifted and allowed me access to the moistening soft lips which puffed as she responded to my touch, my fingers spread the nectar which emanated from her hot shaven pussy, she turned her head till her lips met mine and our tongues lapped against each other till her tongue pushed mine back into my mouth then hers invaded and I suckled on it. I moved till I lay on top of her my body pressing as my leg pushed between hers.
I applied for a job as a Personal Assistant to the managing director of a local family run business, it was only for a year but the clincher for me was Ј25,000 per year but I only needed to go into work 3 days a week the rest of the time I could work on a works laptop.
I was determined to get this job and when I received a letter inviting me to attend for an interview, now at this point I must own up to the fact that my C.V. was not entirely truthful. I do type 55 words but that is an hour not a minute, and experience should have read nil, but somehow nil was embellished and looked on the application form a lot like 4 years, in a relevant industry.
So that is the background to this story, I needed to seduce the Managing Director into giving me the position. I invested Ј25 in a manicure, Ј125 for a smart business suit navy blue, a black push-up bra one cup size to small, matching T-back panties Ј45, and fishnet stockings Ј5 and suspender belt Ј10 Shoes Ј50, total cost of getting the job Ј260.
However, the skirt of the suit needed to be altered to ensure the job would be mine. The skirt was knee length with a 3 inch side split, I opened both side seems another 6 inches, so that I did not look too slutty I fixed the seem with press studs concealed so that I could open as much or as little as I wanted to show.
The letter was signed Ronnie McCallum, so confident in my ability to seduce him, I set off in my car for the 10 minute drive to the offices. Parking the car I checked make-up hair jiggled my boobs to fit them into the small cups (my cups runith over) stocking perfect I opened the car door, stepped daintily out and walked into the building to the reception desk. A leggy blonde, I guessed to be 30, 31 ,or 32 watched me through the window as I approached, I found her expression hard to read, ‘Can I help you Miss’, she enquired.
I looked at her name badge Lauren McCallum; I told her I was here for an interview with Ronnie McCallum for the post of Personal Assistant.