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Discrete Office Party Ass Fuck

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The most bland elevator music imaginable played as co-workers and various office-mates mingled, many of them strangers, some of them acquaintances from my floor. The annual fiscal year-end office party (yippee.)

I’d come alone, but was hanging out with a girl from my floor, Isabelle. She was hot, dressed funky, had class, was friendly and cool. We both felt like fish out of water, and were glad of each others’ company.

After many a glass of punch, I broke the ‘brown’ ice, so to speak. ‘You ever take it up the ass?’ I enquired casually between sips.

Isabelle pretended to look shocked and offended, but relented and offered up a saucy smile from under her thin, plucked eyebrows. ‘Why?’ she asked, ‘You like to give it to girls up the ass?’

‘As a matter of fact, Isabelle, I do,’ I said, to which she blushed and smiled. ‘As a matter of fact, I’ve had my eye on your backside ever since we were introduced in the office.’

‘Really??’ She seemed surprised and flattered. I thought she’d have been more confident of her looks, smoking hot, slim, big-boobed and apple-assed as she was. Her enormous alcoholically dilated anime eyes stared up at me from beneath her straight, yellow-blonde bangs with twin, sexy-cute braided ponytails on either side of her petite head.

‘In fact,’ I ventured, ‘we could do it right now, right here, right over there in the corner.’ Her mouth gaped. ‘Don’t think I hadn’t noticed your sexy zip-down miniskirt.’ I added. ‘We could pretend we were just standing together, or dancing.’
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Trailer Trash

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Damn, if that wasn’t the hottest summer I ever lived through. My cold-hearted and frigid wife had left me with nothing but my student loan and my computer. I’m sure I would have had alimony payments if she hadn’t run off with her divorce lawyer so soon. The bitch even took the dog. My only consolation was that they had to go to Rome to get the official annulment after the bishop here refused. Oh, well, I’ve never understood the Catholic sentiment of official sanctification.

Without much of anything left I quickly signed up for summer school duty. As an English teacher, my classes would be comprised of those unlucky, uncaring, or slow enough not to pass during the regular school year. The only housing I could afford was at a trailer park three-quarters of a mile from the last stop on the commuter train line. With a crappy trailer home without air-conditioning and a class of unwilling neer-do-wells, I was in for a long, hot summer.

I trudged along to the train stop the first day of school with the assorted collection of domestic help headed into the wealthy houses for the day and the few motley students who attended where I taught. The trailer park was in the furthest unmentioned corner of an otherwise wealthy school district. What caught my eye that morning was a mother-daughter team walking with the rest of us. The mother’s waitress outfit was just tight enough to give me a vision of a nice medium-sized rack, and when she bent over to pick up a hair-tie to pull her dark hair back into a really cute shaggy pony-tail her bubble butt gave me a shudder in my much self-abused crotch. It wasn’t hard to see where her life had traveled: young and wild, young and pregnant, working hard now to make ends meet.

The daughter seemed headed the same way, but on second thought, perhaps not. There was something a little calm and calculated about her. She had a nice mane of strawberry-blond hair she spent some time on that morning, a nose ring of defiance and what looked to be the early stage of the nice rack and ass of her mother’s ilk. She wore flip-flops with the toes painted an ironic “Trailer-Trash” green, some short shorts which were just short of being too slutty for school but which I knew were going to give her male classmates something to dream about, and one of those clingy tops with spaghetti straps.

The mom gave me an interesting look as she parted ways with her daughter at the station. She headed to what I was certain was her place of employment: a fantastic dinner on the highway not far from the station which did a great business: great food, outstanding banana-cream pie. It was popular with everyone from SUV-driving yuppies to the bikers who met there on the weekends.

We boarded the train and the girl made an interesting choice in sitting across from me in a double-seat in the corner. I wasn’t sure whether I was invading her usual space or whether she was just being bold. She flopped down and closed her eyes in a bored adolescent way. She raised one foot up and placed it on the seat next to me. The pretty foot and painted toes made me have to adjust my growing member as I gave the rest of her a closer look. What gave me more discomfort was what her breasts were doing in the chilly a/c of the train car. I could now tell that she had amazingly big areolae and nipples the size of #2 erasers. Goddamn, if those aren’t big turn-ons for me. Both those lovely dark areolae just barely discernable through her tight top and huge nipples were hardening. If only those shapely legs would adjust a little more I would be able to see up those short shorts. Oh, well, I just smiled, enjoyed the glances and feigned looking out the window when she looked up during the trip.

Of course, I found out later she was assigned to my class. She smiled slyly as she took a seat in the middle of the class – not too close or too far. I learned she was very smart and that due to some personality conflict with what I knew to be an old prick of a faculty member she had failed last year. She was eighteen and should have graduated at the end of the year. It was going to be a challenge to bring her out, if I could. Due to her financial status and grades last year, Laura was assigned a mandatory tutor funded by the state. Oh, yes, I said that it would be no problem for me to take on that duty.
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The Boss Has a Party

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I’m late. I’m late. I hate being late I thought as I pulled the appetizer form the back seat and headed for the party. I could hear the music and laughter coming form the backyard as I walked from the car. Ha, no need to look at the address to find the house, my boss’s house, I just had to follow the joyous noise of friendship and camaraderie. .

I was sweating already on this steamy humid night. Being late and rushing will do that do you. A cold beer to cool down and then into some wine and I should be right in the swing of things. The front door was open so I walked in. My boss was the only one in the kitchen when I entered. She turned and smiled, kissed me on the cheek and gave me a big hug, pressing my body against her luscious form by wrapping her hand around my butt. Nice bod, I thought. I’d never been that close to her before. She felt good. “Welcome to the party. I was worried you weren’t going to show.” Obviously she’d been drinking already. I didn’t think she would normally greet me in such a way. So drinking had to be the only explanation. We unwrapped the food I brought and walked outside together to join the rest of the party. Damn, she has a nice ass too, I thought as I followed her outside. I hadn’t thought about her like this before.

She was my superior at the office and we had always carried out a very professional relationship. Sure I had thought she was an attractive woman, but right now I would follow her anywhere, as long as I was about three paces behind her. “Look who finally arrived”, she announced to everyone above the music. “Maybe we should punish him for being late”, she suggested. Everyone laughed. She turned to me and said, “Well not right now. You have a couple of drinks first and maybe I will think of a punishment later”.

Everyone was having a good time talking and drinking and eating. It really was an enjoyable party. My girlfriend was unable to attend the party. She had made arrangements with some of her friends to go drinking. I understood. This was a last minute party. She didn’t really enjoy office gatherings. And because of that she probably wouldn’t have enjoyed it and may have even ruined my time, had she come along.

An hour or so after I was there my boss came by and asked me if I could stay behind and have that half hour meeting we hadn’t been able to get in all week. “Sure”, I said and thought nothing of the request. In hindsight it’s interesting that she chose to ask me when nearly everyone else in our small office was within earshot of her suggestion. They would all not be suspicious of me staying behind… even I wasn’t. The meeting was to discuss performance appraisals and raises for each person in the office. So staying behind made sense, because others couldn’t be part of the meeting, things would be no less busy for us over the next 7 days, and the appraisals had to be completed by the end of next week.

The party progressed. Several times Carol, my boss, and I would end up in the kitchen alone together. Be it cleaning up empty glasses or dishes or retrieving drinks for ourselves and others. Whenever this happened she found some seemingly innocent reason to brush up against me or put her hand somewhere on my body. On one occasion she Carol was preparing a tray of sweets for everyone. I leaned against a counter as she bent over her island arranging the dessert. I sipped a drink and looked at her as we chatted about nothing. Her blouse hung open exposing her breasts and her minimal bra. Nice I thought and lost track of what she was saying. Her tits were a nice size, not too big, not too small, probably a B, maybe a C cup. As I imagined caressing them and sucking them, feeling her nipples become erect my mouth, I had my own erection growing beneath the shorts I was wearing. Carol walked around the island and squeezed between myself and her work area. She could have gone the other way but chose to wiggle through this small space pushing more against me than the island I was sure, and not that I minded.

“Watch where you’re pointing that thing”, she said grinning and looking at my cock pressing against my shorts, “Someone might take that the wrong way”.

“Whichever way they’ve taken it in the past, I’ve not had any complaints”.
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Black Cock Initiation

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“Oh my God! Give it to me, hard!” Amy pushed her buttocks back into my thrusting penis. She loved it doggy style. I pumped into her as hard as I could. I felt her shaking as she climaxed.

“Ohhhhhh! Oh, Mark, I loooove it just like that!” It had been a big orgasm. Something must have really set her off. My wife cums easily, but this had been a whopper.

I withdrew and turned Amy on her side. She was still breathing hard. I got between her legs and slid my penis back into her juicy cunt.

“Honey, that was lovely! How do you want to cum?” she asked.

“Just like this, I think. Sweetie, what turned you on so much? One of your fantasies?”

“Yes.” She blushed.

“Which one?”

“It was the one about you watching me with a big black man. I told you about it once.”

“I remember. I liked it a lot. Tell me again all about it.” I slowly pushed my cock in and out.

“You know. A black man with a big cock takes me from behind with you watching him do it.”

“Tell me more, honey, and make me cum.”

“Well, he’s very tall and has a huge cock, all thick and long and he makes me kneel in front of him and pushes my legs apart. Then he slides his cock into me and fucks me hard.”

“Is that all?” I felt myself about to lose control.

“He fucks me until I cum and cum and calls me his little white slut.” She giggled.

“Oh baby, I’d love to watch that!” I grunted as I spurted into her love nest. She smiled as she felt the warm semen flood inside her. We kissed.

“It’s only a fantasy, Mark. You know that.”

Indeed, I did. I’d never really thought she would do anything like that. Nor did I think I’d have the gumption to go through with it if she did.

Over the next few days I couldn’t get Amy’s fantasy out of my mind. Somehow it seemed to fit her. She’d always been a bit submissive during sex. She loved to have me take control and do her hard, sometimes with a little light spanking to spice it up. She liked to get on her knees and take it from behind. The main thing that got me thinking, though, was that it was her fantasy in the first place. Something about it really turned her on.

I also knew that Amy was very conservative in other respects. She dressed like a Talbot’s catalogue—very properly. She had a great figure for her thirty-five years: five feet five, 120 pounds, and beautiful firm B cup tits, sensitive to the touch. While she loved sex, she wouldn’t do anything really nasty or daring. Only in her fantasies did she let go of her inhibitions.

Our ten years of married life had been happy. The only thing missing was the racing heartbeat and sizzle we’d had our first years together. So it wasn’t strange now that her fantasy about a black man quickened my pulse.
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Real Birthday Treat

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It was my husband’s birthday and as he has everything he could possibly want or need I was struggling with ideas for a present. One night we were laying in bed watching one of our favourite porn movies when he stated how horny it was watching me sucking his hard cock while watching two women licking and fingering each other’s pussy’s. This gave me an idea.

Now other than the occasional fumble at school I have always been straight. Yet there is something about the shape of a woman’s body that turns me on. I love it when my husband has been licking my wet cunt and then shoves his tongue into my mouth. I get so hot and wet sucking my juices from his face, or his cock. I found a local adult friend finder website and created an account. I thought I would have problems finding a woman who was prepared to join a couple in the bedroom who wouldn’t want to be fucked by the husband. I was wrong. I placed the advert with the headline “Lesbian wanted must be willing to join couple and love the taste of cum…” Within 2 days I had over 20 responses. I looked through the photos and found one woman who got me wet just looking at her. The thought of having my first real lesbian experience with my husband joining in got me so hot I had to thrust two fingers into my hot wet cunt and make myself cum. I couldn’t resist tasting my fingers after I’d cum.

I emailed the woman, Jo, and after a couple of emails discussing what we would both like and dislike our emails became hotter and hotter until one night we met up on line and were having such a filthy conversation I jumped on my husband taking his cock deep into my mouth as soon as he walked in through the door. Before he had even taken his coat off I was bent over the stairs with his hot cock pounding my dripping cunt.

His birthday arrived and I had booked a hotel for the night half way between our home and Jo’s. The plan was that my hubbie and I would go out for a meal and then we would go back to our room where I would instruct my hubbie to go take a shower and make sure his cock was clean for a great sucking, I would say that I was going downstairs to get a bottle of champagne, Before I went I decided that to be sure he was in for a real surprise I would gently tie his wrists to the bed post with some silk scarves and blindfold him. I told him to lay there and wait for me to return. He did object slightly but when I told him that if he did this for me I would suck his hard cock with champagne in my mouth. This is one of his favourite kinds of blow jobs. He loves the way I swill the bubbles around the head of his cock.

I left him alone tied to the bed and went to the bar to collect not only the champagne but Jo as well. We kissed deeply as soon as the lift doors had closed. This was our first meeting in person and neither of us was disappointed. It took all of our self control not to strip each other in the lift. As we entered the room Jo was silent as she promised. I told my hubbie I had the champagne and that I hoped he was ready for the best birthday present ever. I dropped my clothes to the floor and Jo did the same. As we both stood their in nothing but our stockings and Basques I could feel my cunt get hot and wet. I took a mouthful of champagne and went down on my hubbie. He started to moan as I swirled the bubbles around the head of his cock with my tongue. I gently stroked his balls and rubbed his asshole with a finger with my other hand. He began to fuck my face. At that moment I felt Jo kneel down on the edge of the bed and begin to rub my clit. I almost came in an instant. It was so hot having my face fucked and my clit rubbed by another woman. I let out a deep moan. This really excited him as I felt his huge cock grow even larger. He commented that although sucking him normally turned me on it never usually got me this hot.
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Wife Becomes Black Cock Slut

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If my husband, Paul, had known how things were going to turn out, I don’t think he would have gotten himself into the situation he now is.

Paul and I met at college, married soon afterwards and have been together for 18 years. He is 42 and I am 41, but people tell me I look ten years younger. I guess I’m lucky in that I’m naturally slim and the little weight I have put on over the years has gone straight to my breasts, giving me a 36C 25 36 figure. I would be naïve if I didn’t admit that most of our male friends pay me particular attention at parties and quite a few have tried to feel me up in some way. Much as this has flattered me I’ve never let anything happen, but it has added spice to our lovemaking when I’ve told Paul about it.

You see, Paul is one of these guys who has always loved the idea of me with another man’s cock in me and we have frequently spiced our sex life up with fantasies of me having sex with someone else. Mostly I would imagine I was being fucked by a stud from one of the porn movies we sometimes watch, but sometimes I would tell Paul that it was one of our friends who had been paying me particular attention.

Up until a month ago these remained just as fantasies, but one night when we were making love and I was close to orgasm Paul said

“I bet you wish you were being fucked by a big cock now, don’t you?”

“Oh yes I do” I replied

“I bet you’d really like a big black cock in you. I bet you’d love it if I fixed up for you to be fucked by a big black cock wouldn’t you?” he continued “Say that you would. Gone on, say it”

The thought of being opened up by a big cock pushed me over the edge and as I came I yelled “Mmmm Oh god, I’d love it. I’d love a big cock in me!” and as I came Paul pumped into me as my cunt gripped his cock and filled me with his spunk.

Several weeks later Paul came home one night and said “I’ve a surprise for you. It’s something you’ve always wanted”

I looked round wondering what he’d bought me. “Where is it?”

“Not where is it. You mean when is it.”

“Okay. When is it?”

Paul grinned “This Saturday night”

“Oh come on Paul. Don’t keep me in suspense!”

My heart missed a beat when he replied “On Saturday Jill. You are going to be fucked by a big black cock. I’ve set it up and I’m going to film it.”
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