Sex stories, Page 2

We are an ordinary married couple, my wife's name is Natasha, she is 25, a slender sports figure, a small chest. Recently, we often began to fantasize about group sex, but further fantasies did not go. We were not ready to immediately invite strangers to our bed. We bought toys in the sex shop, including rather small aggregates compared to my dick. In general, we only had enough of sex and new experiments we put on the back burner.

Hainan Island. We flew here in the New Year holidays. We are my husband, Mikhail, and our friends Alina and Victor. Settled in a cheap hotel "Cactus", the same stupid as its name. Talked to one woman. She recommended a Chinese doctor who has a small clinic on the island. The doctor’s name is Li, a rare name, and his clinic specializes in acupuncture and massage. Gave me a small avenue of this clinic. According to him, our guide and found this clinic. And the next morning we were driving in a minibus on the smooth and wide Chinese autobahn.

Hello, let me introduce myself, Lyudmila, but everyone calls me just Mila or Darling, for a cheerful nature and optimism. I am 28 years old, divorced, have a daughter of three years. Husband, practically does not help, so you have to spin yourself. I look not bad, a short-height brunette with full breasts and slightly plump hips, but with a thin waist and elastic fluffy ass.

Youth is so stupid, sorry she passed and did not return, if I knew, what I know, I would have lived a different life ... Well, then, when I was 18-19, life was known in tears and mistakes. I had a girlfriend, Lorca, I had to be two nurses, in one place we worked and lived very close, made friends quickly, a pity not for the rest of my life ... Such friends never come across twice.

It is not a delight to return back to your office after a busy day due to an incorrectly executed document, but which will be so necessary at a meeting with partners the next morning. The day has definitely already turned out badly, and the understanding of this does not set the tone and motivation the next day, when you should be as ready as possible in order to profitably conclude an agreement and should not lose yours.

The story is written at the request and on the plot of the reader. The names of the characters are changed. The first week after the holiday turned out to be difficult, a lot of things had accumulated. By the end of the week I was squeezed like a lemon. My wife, Lena, also turned out to be a non-gift week. And we decided to give up to my relatives in the village (I once mentioned them in one of my stories). On Friday, after work, we quickly got ready to go. We decided to make a surprise, did not even call them ...

About how I masturbate, you can probably talk for hours, especially if the listener is grateful. You can long and colorfully describe how I caress myself, for example, with water, while in the bathroom, or through jeans, sitting over a book at my huge desk, fearing that someone will enter, or on the floor in my room, when, on the contrary , the apartment is empty, or in the kitchen, watching a movie, or talking to you ... How many places and ways to please yourself!

What do I think about myself? To be honest, I have a rather critical opinion about myself. I live all my life at the expense of my body. So the circumstances. I wanted to change something many times in my life, but every time I returned to prostitution in one form or another. Not that I was a pathological lazy, although lazy, just sex for me - - - the easiest and most pleasant way to make money. There was a time, many years ago, when I worked in an office by specialty.

When Sergey turns 24, he will find a company in which, as he will seem, he wants to stay for a long time. Good salary, responsive and good-natured colleagues, convenient office location. But he would still miss something. This “something” is not a big secret for him, Sergey will understand perfectly well that he wants a beautiful loving girl next to him, whom he will love, with which he will give his love and care. And while it is not there, his mind, like a rat locked in a maze, will look for all sorts of ways out for its accumulated internal energy. Perhaps this is why, and perhaps not, at this time, the theme of female domination will start to torment him. Everything will take the beginning with quite banal and simple things, as viewing thematic stories, videos.

My name is Alexey ... A little about myself - now I am about forty, height 175, athletic physique. From childhood he was engaged in swimming, in his youth he even achieved some results, then he had problems with his knee and had to start with sports. Not married, although once was, have a daughter. I want to tell a few stories from my personal life that happened to me at different times ...

Jessica was driving on a bumpy road, it seemed entirely consisting of some holes and hummocks. Her light car barely tolerated such a road and the motor plaintively rumbled that it was made for city streets and not for rural off-road. Jessica looked at herself in the rearview mirror. A young deer with pleasant and delicate features, with large eyes and lashes fluttering like butterflies. The horns were painted in scarlet and slightly gilded at the ends, according to the latest fashion. The reason why the young and successful deer turned out to be banal in this wilds.

Men often find it fun to start fucking a sleeping girl. They are even sure that the dick alarm clock is very much to their liking. I don’t know ... I’m not saying that it’s unpleasant to wake up in the arms of a loved one on his penis, but sometimes the invasion of the dick into my dream caused and even now causes nightmares. During my career, prasts and simply because of my heightened sluggishness, I was raped several times when I was in the wrong place, at the wrong time of day, not in that company, and not in modest clothes. There were several gang rapes. It seems that I survived them without serious nervous breakdowns, except for the fact that she remained a whore in the shower for the rest of her life, although it’s not a fact that rape has anything to do with it ... Okay, we drove ... In short, when someone starts to fuck me asleep, I almost always have dreams of gang rape. This time, too, I dreamed that three bastards caught me in a night park, they were still beginning prasta, raped, forced to sit with a cunt on a beer bottle and even urinate on my face ...

The story is based on real events, but the place names and some facts are deliberately distorted. We continued to have fun with Galina Petrovna, then often, rarely. At first she took a break for several months, then I didn’t show activity for almost half a year due to the marriage, but as a result the meetings continued. All the good things are usually good too, and in spite of my and her vigorous fantasies, the meetings began to pall. We tried many different games, well, or perversions, if you like, but in some places common sense worked and in some places there were internal restrictions. For a long time, if I had a short thought about one thing, I spent a long time agreeing on the nuances with Galina, then we made time, but the result was an exciting journey.

Dear readers in the 46 story, I continue to describe to you my sexual adventures. Briefly remind myself. My name is Ilona. I am now 24 years old, and so I am a simple girl from Ukraine. Slim, of medium height, with a chest of the second size, dark hair. Enough attractive and pretty. And now I begin my story. Spring has begun. Although that year it was still cold. Even the snow lay, that the last years, happened rarely. I studied in the second year of economics in our regional center. I still decided to go to a driving school and pass on the right. I already practiced driving with my father and different guys. But they didn’t really want to teach me, especially since I didn’t have my own car. But such a document will never be superfluous.

Marina's eighteenth birthday fell in the middle of the week. Therefore, it was decided to start celebrating it on Friday, immediately after graduation from university couples. The question of choosing a place did not even stand - everyone was invited to her dacha. More precisely - to the cottage of her grandfather, where she often spent the holidays. Speaking more precisely, he was not her own grandfather, but he was his stepbrother. It so happened that the great-grandfather did not return from the war, the great-grandmother then remarried and gave birth to a second late child. Marina’s grandfather left the country in the nineties, and she didn’t even know him. But his brother, her great-uncle, considered her very, very, very dear. He was a widow early, and he didn’t have his own children, which is probably why he hovered at Marina.

- Yes, not at all. Maybe a walk in the evening, Yang? - No, Seryozha, I am busy in the evening, - opening the door and tapping his hand on his leg, Yana left the car. Delightful slender blonde, smooth legs, blue eyes with large natural eyelashes, flat stomach, butt and chest ... Yana had everything, and it was just like girls, which, as a rule, almost all men and even many want girls Yana studied at the third year at the university, but, despite such a short time, everyone knew her. All the guys dreamed about her, and many tried to stir up with her, but their attempts were failed. Something more than a lift, something to treat and have time to say a compliment, they did not succeed. Yana, like all the girls with her appearance, enjoyed attention from adolescence, when she was just beginning to form as a girl, and it so happened that at the age of 16 she fell in love with a guy who deprived her of virginity and abandoned her. After that, she lost interest in guys.

I came out of the shower and lay down on the sofa under the coolness of the fan. I wanted to read a book, but it took me only a couple of pages. From the nap I got a call. I got up and, just as I was, in my shorts, I headed towards the door. The dream did not completely release me, so I opened the lock without even looking in the peephole beforehand. The door opened and I saw Nadya. Here I woke up completely. We stood and looked at each other. This staring game seemed like an eternity to me, although in fact it lasted a few seconds, during which I managed to evaluate her white T-shirt, which I had never seen in her wardrobe and short tight green shorts, which emphasize my neighbor's delicious ass.

In the life of a prostitute, there is enough of a different unpleasant, but happy cases also happen. I recall several incidents and coincidences that are almost suitable for a joke. The first of these cases generally repeats the anecdote. At that time I was still studying at the university, but I already moved out of the hostel, rented a flat with my friend, and spent more time on fucking than on studying. Two men ordered me for the whole night. One, his name was Kolya, I knew well, I served him several times, but his friend did not. Kohl recently got divorced and spent money earned not on his wife, but whores. Previously, he spent them mostly on his wife, but the whore also fell, and then his wife found out, was offended and left him without sex, and herself - without his money. Nothing like a man. I liked him, even thought about not agreeing to become his cohabitant, only for this I had to become a “decent” girl, but I didn’t want to break my fucking nature, I already knew that “decent” wouldn’t come out of me for anyone.

We rested on the sea, returned from a cafe on the waterfront. To shorten the path went through an abandoned sanatorium. On a dark alley, we decided to play around a little, I put my wife to the bench with a crustacean, began to kiss and stroke her. She already began to moan and flowed. I just wanted to stick in as the five guys got out. Two of them broke my arms, and two pressed her hands to the bench so that she could not twitch. The fifth says: well done, he prepared a chick, even took off his underwear. Came up and with a sweep put in his penis. It was heard as she screamed even her mouth was clamped.

I got married in a big and bright way, as they say in novels and fairy tales for girls. But family life is not only a stove, a washing machine, a vacuum cleaner ... It is also sex, quality and with pleasure ... And it was just here that it did not work out. My husband is a good man, kind, caring, affectionate. But sex is completely useless. Neither the small penis, nor the tongue, nor the fingers brought me any satisfaction. When I realized this, it was too late to fix something. Children, loans, love-infection have not gone away ...