Sex stories, Page 4

This story began when I once again decided to go from the husband "to the left." In our sexual life with him everything was just perfect, he is hot, handsome and enduring. I am also pretty - moderately slim redhead with a fourth size. I was so lucky - you say, but sometimes it seems to me ... however, I got distracted. What is it about me ... Yes, husband. He provides me with everything I want, and more. We have love intimacy every day, or rather, every night, because as he returns it is always late, and he comes to me asleep, takes me as he pleases. I always have a passive role with him - a boss in life, he doesn’t want and cannot give up the initiative in bed either.

Finally, the lectures at the university were over, and Anton could go home. But first you need to check your email on your smartphone. However, this can be done in the car. In addition, Ninka Yarygin, a terrible maiden from a parallel stream that always stuck to him, comes out of the building. Turning off the car alarm, Anton turned on the Internet in the smartphone. Immediately activated the window - a message in "Vatsap". Going into the messenger, Anton understood - Julia wrote.

Marina sat at the computer monitor and went through the pages. Increasingly, she was alone in a three-room apartment. But, it seems, quite recently, they and Slavka were huddled in a room in a student dormitory, carefully chosen by the good commandant. It seemed they could never get enough of each other. Sometimes their sex ended only in the morning, when there was no more than two hours left before their studies. They were both happy, falling asleep in each other’s tender embraces.

This story began with the fact that in January of this year I received a letter from a reader in a resource on one of the resources where my stories are published. Here it is, practically without banknotes and with the permission of the visitor. Good night, DD! Just wanted to express my admiration for your creativity! Quite by chance I stumbled across the web on this site ... and for several days I have been reading your stories ... and am in complete delight !!! And it was precisely today that I decided to register on this site in order to write to you personally and thank you for such wonderful stories, it is nice to read, it is very nice !!! Thanks again and good night)

Dear readers, I will write for you another one of my already 53 stories about my adventures. Briefly remind myself. My name is Ilona. I am now 24 years old, and so I am a simple Ukrainian girl. Of medium height, slim, quite charming, with a chest of the second size and dark hair. And now I'll start my story. The second month of spring was ending. Everyone was preparing for Easter. Part of the students went home, and I myself was going to walk the last couple on Tuesday and leave home early. Although I didn’t want to do cleaning and cooking, well, without it. Such a holiday only once a year. And so many days off in a row did not fall out for a long time, like a small vacation. Moreover, it is already warm enough and to make cleaning easier. Everyone was waiting for the holiday. Some tried to fast, although grandma always tried to accustom me to these religious traditions, but I did not observe fasting either.

On December 30, my parents blew into the boarding house for a week, and I sat at home and missed. Soon the New Year, and I could not get through to anyone. And then the doorbell rang - Lida and Tamara, my former classmates and school friends came. Both have completed their studies, Lida has worked in a bakery for two years, and Tom serves in a military unit - she is now a military cartographer.

A young girl, about 23 years old, entered the treatment room for enema. I called the nurse and continued to fill in the medical history. The girl waited with her eyes lowered. Svetlana never showed up, probably carried tests to the laboratory and I had to postpone the cards and take the girl to the procedure. I pointed to her couch and ordered her to undress below the belt. The girl turned red and the tension made her shrink into a ball. In a trembling voice, she asked if there was a woman doctor.

They say every story teaches something. I do not know what this story teaches. Perhaps the fact that every girl is able to surprise. Anyway, my bride definitely can. I remember the hotel was cozy, but small. And as in all small hotels, the bar closed earlier than we would like. Only I, my bride Larissa and some other couple remained at the bar closing.

My name is Andrew, a man with an ordinary appearance, medium income and a clear lifestyle. He is married to a stunning woman, Natalia, and our marriage has passed the mark in the “damn dozen” years. Son Subject only fastened us, and I am very grateful to my wife for taking care of him. Still, a mother is a mother, and her patience is infinite, unlike us, men-men, what to hide ...

It's been over a week. I haven’t seen Natalya since our last meeting, but in a world where there are almost no accidents, a sign or fate brought me to her fiance on this very day. We met with him on our general issues, and having spent most of the day, driving around the city with piles of papers, towards evening, we finally finished the job. - Let's go to us! Natasha promised to cook something tasty, - S. invited me

My knees are already whining from standing, and this reptile does not end up just fucking me in the mouth like a robot, my throat hurts, but I get deeper and deeper. With one hand, I stroke his testicles so that he cums faster. While I am sucking, I will tell you how I became like this (Thinking out loud is my story about it) he is a Dagestan, he and his wife constantly call me to their hotel when they come to Moscow. He loves to fuck me and that I licked to his wife (he does not lick) she loves kuni in my performance stroking my head and slapping my cheeks.

Good day, dear readers. It does not matter whether you are lying at home, wrapped in a blanket with your head, or you are distracted from the tiresome deadline, I am glad to you in any case and in any weather. I would like to make a reservation in advance that this part is introductory, necessary for deeper penetration by subsequent texts, and that does not carry anything sexual, unless you are enrolled in a listing of female names and a monotonous description of life. :) It seems to me that this and all further stories will be atypical, but they are no less interesting, because, although they are based on real events, they are largely based on my conjectures and fantasies, and also, above all, they do not concern me , and the elder sister, even though I act as a narrator.

Galya lay on the couch and suffered from dull, aching pain in the lower back. And this is twenty years old. At the beginning of the summer, when she gave up the session, finishing the third course, she, with her boyfriend, went to the same girl to the cottage. A large group of students gathered there. As usual, they drank, grilled kebabs. And then there were drunken clashes with one goat, who decided to put an eye on Galina guy.

I met Igorkom a year and a half ago. I came from the army, settled on arable land. Mother said, if you go to college, I will leave this apartment to you and you will live in it alone, and I will move to my grandmother myself. To his mother, that is. I entered the correspondence course. And what, work and study, so it is not very stressful. Something has to be taught, you rent something for money.

- How cool everything has changed - I thought - sitting in a large kitchen, a rented Moscow apartment, which I now wanted to rent back. I was waiting for the owner of this property, where I lived for almost a year and a half. Not the center of Moscow, of course, but the Aviamotornaya metro is also not bad. To the subway two minutes walk, but to work, it was five minutes walk. To good work, five minutes on foot, but which now also does not exist and we must look for another.

Karmazin was lying on the bed. He did not want to get up. Already several times he moved his body, but the low winter Sun found him through the gap between the old faded curtains. - No, I don't want to get up positively! He said loudly. - What? ... Did you say something? - came from the kitchen girlish voice. “Good morning, I said,” Karmazin grumbled to himself. A beautiful girl of twenty-six, a girl with a good figure, lush blond hair and no makeup on her face, entered the room.

The morning of the next day was hard for me. Both physically and morally. The first hangover in my life made itself felt, but fear affected me more. When I woke up and realized what had happened, I became disgusted and scary. My upbringing, my inner shyness made themselves felt. “Well, how could I have done all this,” flashed through my mind, “how did I betray everything I was taught, and how could I afford such licentious behavior?”

It was another long-term business trip to another city of our country. Our company quietly expanded the geography of its presence in the regions. So there was nothing difficult for me. You come, look around the premises, which were rented or bought into the property by other representatives from our company. Then you plan where to install partitions to make a showroom, office space, a toilet, a warehouse, and so on. Then you send the planning project by mail to the head office, for approval and after all approvals, which happen very quickly, you get the go-ahead for further actions.

Now Sergey is 26 years old. He came to Moscow from a small town just a couple of months ago. To save money, he did not rent an apartment, rented just a room. Thus, another empty room remained in the apartment, which continued to surrender. It looks like a nice guy, a little shy, why he is afraid to meet beautiful girls. It is easier for him to communicate with them when, for one reason or another, the acquaintance itself has already happened, for example, with work colleagues. The second room was rented to a beautiful girl named Christina, who graduated from university a year ago. She was not embarrassed by the fact that one of the rooms was occupied by a guy. Christina loved the men's society, and besides, the hostess characterized Sergey from all the best sides, so that Christina had no fears about such a neighborhood. In addition, Christina did not plan to rent this room for a long time, only for the first time, until she finds a normal job or a normal man - so she loved to drive this thought away in her head. The rental price was attractive, the location is convenient, close to the metro.

Good day. Let's get acquainted. My name is Lily. Most recently, I turned 19 years old. And right now I felt my sexuality and external attractiveness. I adore when they look at me. And I like very much to show people what they want to see. I have long hair and a good figure - a third-size chest, narrow waist and tight ass. And it was the increased attention of men that gave me confidence in their irresistible. Although since childhood I was a very closed and notorious girl.