Crimso

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The Office Girl

Years ago I was the office manager in a small department store. There was a couple of full time employees working under me and four part timers. There was a three month probation period.

Diane was about 25 and she wasn't shaping up too well, turned up late once a week and rang in sick on busy days. Anyway it was her time for review and I had pretty much decided to let her go and advertise for a replacement.

One Friday morning it was time to do her appraisal and I arranged to have a one to one and gave instructions not to be disturbed. The other staff had realised that she was going to be let go and were in agreement.

I sat behind my desk in the small back office and heard Diane knock on the door. She looked at me with hesitation in her uniform of striped blouse and navy pencil skirt. She closed the door and sat down. As I began to explain that her performance wasn't good enough her eyes began to tear up and she became sniffly... I stopped talking and asked her to have a few minutes to compose herself

She told me things were bad at home, her boyfriend was treating her badly and she pretty much begged to be given more time to get her act together at work.

I was reluctant to do that and explained why I couldn't change my mind.

At that moment things took a weird turn... She said that she knew I looked at her in a lustful way. I hadn't even thought of her in a sexual way, she was a plain young women, flat chested and not curvy.

She got up and came round to my side of the desk... Asking if I'd like to see what was under her blouse?

I was saying no as she eunbuttoned her top to reveal a black lacy bra, maybe 32b. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her left breast then kissed me hard.

By now my cock was coming to life and she was running her hand up and down the front of my suit trousers. I was praying no one came into the office. She unzipped me and knelt on the floor in front of my chair.. Taking off her top and sliding her mouth onto my hardening cock. As she sucked I could see she was playing with her nipples and softly moaning.

I placed my hands on her head and began to fuck her mouth... Fast and hard. She was moaning and breathing hard, rubbing her teeth on my shaft... It didn't take long before I exploded, all over her face and hair.

She quickly got dressed and tidied herself up. I gave her an extra month to get her work act together and the meeting was over
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Squash Court Embarrassment

When I was in between high school and university I used to keep fit by attending sessions at my local leisure centre. I was lucky I wasn't working in a summer job like most of my friends so I could go to the midweek sessions held there. I got involved with some of the older people who worked out. There was a mum in her thirties who liked to play squash. We were about the same skill level so we had a few games together. She mentioned one time that where she worked they had a private squash court go for the use of staff only and would I mind if she booked an hour for me and her to play a few games there?

I said fine and to let me know when. A week or so later we were playing on the court at her work. Nobody else in the building but us two. Towards the end of the session I unfortunately hit her right on the bum cheek with a wayward shot. I heard her yelp in pain and drop to the floor. I asked if she was OK and she said it really stung and could I take a look?

She was wearing shorts and pulled them down revealing a pair of white lacy knickers. There was a red mark where the ball had hit her on her left cheek... I jokingly offered to rub it and she agreed, saying it might help prevent a bruise being as bad.

By this time I was stroking my hand on her bum, quite firm and tight it felt too. I could feel an erection growing in my own shorts... Before long she noticed what was happening and called me a dirty young bugger with a laugh. She then pulled her shorts up and went to shower. I got changed myself and went home, still bright red with embarrassment. Later on why I got home I fantasised about could have happened and came loads wanking my cock...

Milky Lunchtime

I've always had a thing for lactation and pregnant women. A colleague l sat opposite at work had just returned from maternity leave and was still breast-feeding her son. I mentioned to her that her partner must have tasted her too. She pulled a grumpy face and said he'd hardly touched her in a sexual way throughout the pregnancy. I told her that was a real shame. A few days later she suggested going out for a sandwich at lunchtime. I agreed and she drove up to town but carried on up into the nearby countryside,eventually parking up on a quiet lane.
She said she'd been thinking about what I'd said,and as her breasts were heavy and full would I like to help her out?

I felt both scared and excited but agreed. She leaned her seat back and unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her creamy coloured nursing bra. I opened the flap to get access to her big brown nipple and placed my lips around it. Sucking gently at first the milk soon started to flow and I happily swallowed it,sweet and warm. As I did this she took out her other nipple and guided my hand to it...I played gently with her nipple and fed gently from the other one,swapping over frequently as she placed her hands on the back of my head. After about ten minutes she motioned to stop and made herself presentable again. We drove back to the office hardly saying a word. That happened a few more times before I got a job move to another office. I often look back at those times and masturbate.

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My Dream

Last Tuesday I had a dream where I was giving my son a blowjob and it seemed so real. When I woke up I was so hot and sweaty that I needed to take a shower straightaway.

I am disgusted with myself but I haven't felt that much lust since my divorce, and secretly I cant stop thinking about it over and over again.

I'd never touch my son (who is 23 by the way) sexually ever, but the dream really made an impact for me and I find myself disappointed when I wake up and I haven't had a similar one.

I'm confessing here because there are somethings even a priest shouldn't hear. Can anyone help me please?!

Anal While Pregnant

Can you have anal sex while pregnant?

I’m 6 months along and just curious is if anal while pregnant is safe. My husband and I enjoy anal sex but we haven’t had it since I found out I was pregnant.

Not Sure How This Happened

I read Confessions as they get me in the mood when I am not feeling particularly horny. I had no idea I would be contributing my own but I know that I have to tell someone.
Literally a couple of hours ago I got home and my Father-in-Law is inside our house opening the door for me. I asked him what the problem was as I was a little worried initially. Dave my FIL said that he let the roofer in as Darren couldn't get home and he didn't want to leave it to me to sort out. I said I'll put the kettle on if you want a cuppa as I was pulling of my coat and kicking of my shoes.

I hear Dave tutting behind me, and then he says, " So our Darren let's you go to work like that then?"

Like what? I ask defensively.

"Like you're off to a Nightclub, everything hanging out skintight"
I am getting annoyed. Darren doesn't tell me what to wear Dave .... Times have changed!

"He's gone soft or he enjoys blokes looking at you? I wouldn't let my wife dress how he let's you.""

I snap now. "He doesn't fucking LET me I've told you once. "
Don't use your foul language with me young lady. If you were my daughter you would dress properly or I'd spank you as big as you are.."
I answer rather cruelly that you I am not your daughter thank god.....

He is fuming, actually in law you are my daughter and I'm going to give you a fucking hiding and takes his belt off, ...your father obviously let you rule the roost and so has Darren. And in lightning time he his pulling me over to the sofa and has me forced over the back and he's spanking me. I should have told him leave, but I acted totally out of character I spread my legs and said harder you kinky bastard, spank me harder, next he's pulled my tights down then my panties and said mmmm let's see how wet you are slut.

He pushed his fat fingers in my pussy shoved then under my nose .
And then he fumbles with his jeans and his cock his out.

Fucking hurry up your limp ducked son will be home in a bit, that was it he was innl me no niceties just forcing my pussy lips apart and fucked me. It was so carnal so unexpected i orgasmed before dave did. I wanted his cum to absolutely flood my pussy but thought better off it . Put it in my mouth please Dave. I turned round and boy he was the lucky one when it came to handing out cocks. Darren is about 5in this was easily a couple of inches longer and fatter. I deep throated him and then licked his slit wanking his foreskin with his mouth, i could feel the tenseness in his body then he shot in my mouth about 5 times. He was calling me a dirty little whore and he hopes he can call round next time and I'll be dressed decently and my language is better.


I don't know why I done this but i tore at my blouse buttons came off and said I'll dress how I fucking want. He grabbed me again and was fucking me with such force. My god I rarely orgasm with his son anyway and here I am acting like a complete whore.

In my mind I am thinking my marriage is over or I don't think I would have done this in the first place. No excuses I'm in totally in the wrong but I know I'd tease his dad into fucking me again at the first opportunity

Growing Up In The Dirty South

Childhood memories never leave you. I was ten, so old enough to remember. It happened in our home. My mother was a single and needed money all the time. She entertained men, a nice word for being a prostitute at times. But she didn't flaunt it in front of me and kept it in the bedroom. There was no Uncle Tom, or this is Uncle Bruce. These men came and went and we never saw them again.

Going back to when I was ten. I heard my mother 'yelp'. Then again. Then 'don't do that'. Then 'no'. Them yelp again and again. I got curious and went to the door of her room. She was whining, or crying, another yelp, another 'stop that'. I opened the door. She was naked on the bed. He was standing over her with his belt in his hand. 'Smack' he hit her thigh, she yelped. Then again. He dropped his pants and she opened her legs and he got on her, but he wasn't able to have sex with her (i had witnessed enough to know when a man was having sex with my mom). He got angry and he hit her and got off and called her names.

He threw the money at her and walked out, past me and out the door. My mother covered herself with he blouse and I walked in and she said he couldn't fuck. Men that can't fuck are the worst, she told me. If he can't get hard to fuck you, don't get involved, those are the ones that beat you up.

My mother never tried to hide that she was a prostitute from me. As I grew older she told me she wanted me to amount to something, so I had to stay in school. Keep your nose clean and your legs crossed and pay attention. Don't suck a boy or let a boy fuck you, keep your legs crossed. As a prostitute my mother did ok, she made enough money to pay the rent and send me to school.

I got fucked, it had to happen. It happened at a job I had when I was sixteen. I worked after school with this man and woman who had a business writing letters to public officials. They knew how to write and most everyone didn't, so the client would pay them. I was there and I was filing like I was told and he picked me up by the hair, until I had to stand on my tip toes. You have a nice little ass he told me. His wife told him to leave me alone. But he didn't, he bent me over the desk he sat at and held me down with his hand around my neck and with the other hand he reached up my dress and pushed my panties down until he could get a finger in me. Then he undid his pants and he stuck his dick in me. He was hard, he didn't need to beat me.

I told my mother and I didn't go back there. Now we have a vigil she told me. We waited, day one, day two, day three, and so on. My period was late, but it was late off and on. Day eight, day nine. Then I bled. And bled. And bled. And my mother was relieved. So was I.

I finished school and went to a night school to learn business and I got a scholarship for the junior college and one day I graduated with a degree in Business from the four year state school. No one had fucked me after that first time. I had learned to watch for that look in a man's eyes.

I picked a man who was always hard. He fucked me all the time. As long as he was fucking he wasn't beating me up. I lived with him for five years before he started asking me to get pregnant. I told him no babies unless I was married. So I got married. My kids all know who their father is, I never found out who my father was. My mother continued being a prostitute as long as she could get men, and then worked as an overnight waitress.

I had a house and my kids went to a normal school and we had Christmas and went on vacations. I never told my husband about my mother and the men that came over or of the time that man fucked me when I was sixteen. When he met my mother she was a waitress. My mother told me to keep my scary moment to myself, men liked to think they are the only one.

Son’s Bad Behaviour

Oh my God …
I found pairs of my used panties in my son’s bedroom! For the better part of a year I had been thinking I was losing my mind because I couldn’t remember where I put them or whether I threw the out. I mean, how do I misplace a half dozen pairs of panties? I haven’t said anything to him because I wasn’t sure what he was doing with them. Was he wearing them? Worse yet, was he smelling them?! Maybe masturbating to them!
I was horrified at the thought. I realize at 19 years of age, he has his hormones raging but I’m his mother! His older brother (24) as far as I know, never did stuff like this.
Well a few days later while he was out with friends, I rummaged through his room to see what else may be hidden. His laptop was sitting on his bed so I opened it and checked what might be on it and to my absolute horror, I came upon many videos of me in my bedroom and bathroom in various stages of dress and undress. I’m a divorced woman who hasn’t a lot of time or need to date but I do have needs and he had a special folder title “toying around” with videos of me coming to orgasm while using my vibrators. All I could do was cry. So violated is how I feel. There were so many videos, it would take me hours to view them all. I asked myself, why would he do this? Then I thought, my God … is he sharing these? I quickly looked through his emails and just as I feared, there had to be a hundred of them, sent to his friends and others of me going to the bathroom, showering, changing my clothing and yes masturbating! I read many of the responses, his friends commenting on how turned on they were with several sending videos of themselves getting off while supposedly watching me! As if that wasn’t bad enough, these young men are trading videos with each other, of their sisters and mothers many of whom I recognize and know! I’ve found the hidden cameras but at this point I don’t know what to do! If I tell his father, I’m sure he would want to strangle him. His brother is out of the question. And these other women deserve to know what’s going on! The big question is, what to do about it? I don’t want my son or his friends charged with sex crimes. It would ruin their lives. Any ideas?