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My Neighbor Who Had Cats

When I was a kid I had a neighbor who had cats. I lived in an apartment complex and yeah this guy moved in on the ground floor of my building and he had cats that would sit in the window and I would talk to them through the window cos they seemed sweet and like they wanted to get petted. Sometimes on my way home after school I would talk to them for a minute and I would see him in his apartment sometimes. He saw me a couple of times through the window and would wave, I waved back. One day I saw him fucking some girl on his couch, it was the first time I'd ever seen anything sexual in person in my life. I watched, wondering if I'd get caught, but I didn't, I watched him cum on her tits then I went home and masturbated. I had been watching a lot of porn by the time I was 13.

My reason for stopping by the window changed obviously but I kept stopping by to talk to the cats. One day he was outside at the same time I was and asked if I would like to meet them since I see them more than anyone but him. I said yes, and nothing happened other than I pet the cats for a minute before going home and met him for the first time.

A couple of weeks later I caught him masturbating on the couch in his living room. His dick was huge, I was stunned by it and just glued to watching him. He jerked it for a minute, watching something on his phone, then he looked at me and saw me watching probably because the cats were going crazy, and after a second he came so hard, cum exploded all over his chest. My mouth had to have been hanging open, and he was watching me while he came. I went to my apartment and I came too.

God this was a lot of typing I am gonna tell the rest later

When I was 16, I went to a concert about 50 miles away from home. Can't remember who played the show...but just as the headliner hit the stage, a brunette about 5' 6" tall forced her way in front of me in the crowd. I had no choice but to be pushed against her ass, and she felt amazing.

At first, she was angry that I was pushing against her, but finally just started jumping up and down along with the music. She fell back into me a number of times and I caught her. I had a raging hardon, and she flet it as she pushed back against me. This went on for some time. I felt her hands reach back and unzip my pants, and my cock sprung out. She was wearing a very short skirt, and leaned slightly forward while she guided my cock into her. She felt so good I thought I was going to die on the spot.

Crushed in the crowd, I fucked her and filled her with cum. She shuddered and came too. This happened over and over again. I wasn't going to complain. As the show ended, I saw her legs were coated in cum and pussy juice draining dwn from her cooch. I tried to look at her face to talk to her and she turned away and backed into me. She told me to not look at her, and she didn't look at me...so we would never know who we fucked. It was hot.

30 years later, 2500 miles away, I picked up a woman who told me she liked fucking her last husband in publc places. I took her to a concert and relived that night by fucking her in the corwd. The crush kept us hidden, just like the first time. I have always wondered if she was the same girl.

A Cougar Took Me To Her Hotel

I work a couple of customer service jobs in a tourist town. The jobs are always seasonal and nobody wants to pay fulltime benefits so I bounce between a few places including a restaurant.

At couple months ago, I was serving two families that were friends. One of the mom's was recently divorced as she made a point of telling me while I was serving them. In fact she made a point of flagging me down to talk to me. She was very direct, that she was interested, to the point where everyone else was getting visibly uncomfortable, especially her own kids. She left a big tip and wrote her number on the check. My coworkers teased me mercilessly, my female coworkers thought it was hilarious because that sort of thing happens to them all the time. Honestly I am pretty shy sometimes so I was not super comfortable with what had just happened either, maybe if it had been less public I would have been more comfortable.

As embarrassed as I was I wanted it though. She was late 30's, early 40's, latina or mixed ethnicity and a bit above average looking. She had long black hair, was maybe a foot shorter than I was but had the confidence to seem much bigger and while she was starting to gain weight, she was still very much on the curvy side. It honestly triggered all of my fantasies about older women that I have had for years.

After my shift I texted her number, we talked. She was pretty direct and gave me her room number after a few messages. I hadn't even gone home yet so I walked over to her hotel, knocked on her door and she answered wearing a robe. I came in and when she closed the door she dropped the robe revealing that she was wearing the kind of lingerie nobody my age could afford. I managed to get out that she looked incredible and she said "I know" with the same confidence that helped make her so attractive. She helped me out of my clothes. It was a little awkward and we laughed and flirted a bit as we did that. Then she led me over to the bed and she laid down on a towel she had laid out and guided me on top of her, I kissed her for a bit before exploring with my mouth further and further down her body. She grabbed my hair hard which honestly made me super turned on and she guided my mouth between her legs. I ate her for what felt like forever, I couldn't get enough. Normally pubes on a woman aren't my favorite but I thought it made her even hotter. Eventually pulled me off, Leaned down, kissed me despite my face soaking with her and she had me lay on my back.

I thought it was going to be her turn to go down on me but instead she sat on my face which turned me on even more. She grabbed my hair, rubbing her clit on my nose and squeezing my ears with her thighs and I couldn't breath but I was in heaven. I have had femdom fantasies for years and this was like living them all out at once.

She eventually came enough times and got off me. She got between my legs and started sucking me. To say she was better than the girls my age would be a giant understatement. I had to stop her really quickly because I didn't want to cum. She pulled back and licked my balls for a bit to let me recover, then I felt her tongue go lower. She started rimming me and it felt like nothing else. My moans were suddenly a lot more high pitched. She did it for a while before asking me if anyone had ever done that for me before and I told her no but I had always wanted it. She told me to get on my hands and knees doggystyle and I did. She got behind me and continued to rim me but also started to stroke my dick as it hung underneath me. I came so quick and so hard that I just collapsed. I got super sticky from lying in my own cum but at that moment I didn't care about anything. She crawled on my back and kissed the back of my neck as I came down from it.

She eventually rolled me over and she licked me clean which brought my dick back to life faster than I ever thought possible. Then she reached over to her purse and got out a condom. She put it on me, pulled her panties to the side and rode me like there was no tomorrow. Honestly it felt amazing and she looked super sexy riding me but it wasn't as good as what I had just experienced. Especially with a condom blocking the sensation.

We finished and she basically kicked me out. As I got dressed again I realized that the room was connected to another by an interior door. I about died of embarrassment again realizing her kids were probably in the other room and I did the walk of shame out of the hotel.

She lives several states away so I doubt I will see her again but holy shit, she rocked my world and I think about the embarrassment and how amazing it was almost every day.

I Loved Being Watched

My childhood bedroom was on the ground floor on the side of the house my family grew up in, with a window facing the back yard but in a way that it was obscured from view by some overgrown bushes, so you couldn't even see there was a window unless you knew one was there. I pretty much always left the blinds open cause I never really thought there was a reason not to. The back of the house was against a hill that sloped up away from the house, but because of the hill, the back of the house was slightly underground, which meant my window was barely above the ground. If you stood up next to it, the top of it was below your head. My bedroom was the only one on the ground floor, everyone else was upstairs so I had a lot of privacy that I appreciate more now than I did then.

Growing up in that room, that's where I learned how to masturbate, where I discovered porn, where I looked in the mirror and watched over time as my breasts grew and my body got hairier. I did love the way I was becoming a woman and I was naked or in my underwear more then I was clothed in my own room. I loved looking at my little boobs as they got bigger, loved touching my body and trying new things, fingers in holes, fingers in the other hole, learned how to make myself cum with my clit. I masturbated a lot, I was horny all the time, every day that I was home from school it was like a ritual, I would undress in front of the mirror, look over my body, squeeze and poke and wiggle my growing boobs and butt imagining a man had his hands on my body before laying in bed and playing with my pussy for so long til I cum then homework, dinner, maybe some family time together but when I'd be back in my room I was naked and playing. I loved when I would get wet and could fuck the hell out of myself with my hairbrush handle.

One night I was doing my usual, after dinner and had probably been naked in my room for an hour, laying in bed fingering myself watching some kind of porn on my laptop and I heard a sound outside my window. I heard sounds out there sometimes, because of the way the bushes concealed the back wall of the house there would be animals out there, usually bunnies or cats but sometimes deer. It was always so dark out there that I couldn't ever see out of the window unless I walked up to it when my lights were on so I got up to go see if there was an animal but when I got to the window, my hands up against it and face almost pressed to it to see what was out there in the dark, the only thing I saw was a man kneeling on the ground looking back at me, his dick in his hand and stroking. We were almost at eye level and before I could process what was happening he sat up on his knees and shot cum all over the window right in front of me, inches from my face and body. I was so startled I didn't know what to think, but after he came he got up and ran off, I just stared at his cum running down my window and masturbated furiously standing there and came so hard.

I started keeping the curtains pulled after that, but every time I would masturbate I would think about him. I would think about opening my window and him coming into my room and having his way with me. Putting his dick in me. Fucking me senseless on my bed. His cum on my body instead of on the window. A few nights later though I left them open, I heard a tapping on the window. I knew it was him, so I went to the window to look close. I was naked and he was sitting there, he looked as old as my dad, jaw open looking at my body. He unbuckled his pants and took his dick out and started stroking. I just stood there in front of my window, rubbing my pussy and squeezing my boobs, watching him stroke his dick. He came fast, shot cum on my window again, but this time sat there stroking still and watching me while I kept going until I had an orgasm and he got up and left.

He kept coming back. I noticed that it was only on Tuesday and Thursday nights, and always at 9. He would make his way over and we would masturbate watching each other. This went on for a few weeks until one day he held up a piece of paper and all it said was "I want to fuck you." I know I shouldn't have but I unlocked and slid my window open, and he came in and told me to lay on the bed. I had never been fucked, I had never even touched a dick but he spread my legs, still wearing all his clothes with his dick out, and put it in me. He fucked me for about 2 minutes before he pulled out and came on my stomach. He said "I better go" and left as quickly as he came in so I closed the window, stood in front of the mirror and just watched as his cum slowly dripped down my body. I was amazed at how much of it stuck in place to my skin. The rest of the night I laid in bed and masturbated looking at his cum on me before cleaning it off and going to sleep.

You can guess, this became our regular routine for a while. He fucked me twice a week almost every week for rest of the year. Once summer started things got crazy.

Stepsis And I

I know this might sound bad and all but I was such a super horny kid... I was 12ish i think and I had a 9ish year old stepsister. I remember showing her porn and I got her to act some of it out. Mainly she would lay on her stomach and at first she would wear her panties and Id dry hump her. I always pulled my dick out. I remember how awesome her pantied ass felt on my dick. First time i nutted she thought i had peed on her lol... eventually she agreed to not wear underwear, but she demanded that we messed around in the walk in closet with the lights off. It was pitch black in there. I never penetrated her though. ill never forget feeling her soft bare ass... I would lick it and jack off mainly... i remember the first time i did lick her ass she was like "what are u doing back there" i still dont think she ever knew what i was doing to her.. Her dad and my mom divorced about a year later. Haven't seen her in almost 10 years (other than FB). I've seen pics and shes gorgeous as always...

My parents separated when I was eight. From that point on I began spending summers with my mother, and the rest of the year with my father. I would have preferred the arrangement the other way around, but I don't remember the family court judge giving me any choice in the matter.
I was sixteen the summer of 1989 and packed my bags for Ohio. My mom had hooked up with some guy that taught Civil War history at a private college there. He was nice enough, but I could tell he didn't want me around. So I did my best to oblige him and spent a lot of time walking around the town. It was just a little college town. Ohio must have a dozen just like it. Lots of greenery, lots of middle class neighborhoods, Norman Rockwell-esque downtown. Nothing much ever happens.
I was out one day on my hours long walks, listening to my Walkman and not paying much attention to what I was doing when I bumped into this lady. She had been carrying a big portfolio and all of her papers scattered everywhere.
"Shit!" she yelled "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
She glared at me. She was kind of cute, I thought. Early 30s maybe, about my height, a BBW with brownish-red hair, big green eyes and huge tits. A light breeze had caught her papers and began blowing them around. I rushed to gather them up.
"Sorry," I said. "I didn't see you there."
She jerked her papers back and frowned. "Obviously."
I had noticed the papers were all drawings. Pencil sketches mostly.
"Are those yours??" I asked. "The drawings I mean, did you draw them yourself??"
"Who else's would they be??" She asked, packing them back into the portfolio.
"They're really good." I said.
"And you'd be an experienced critic of art, huh??" She muttered, still pissed at me.
"Not especially," I said. "But I draw myself."
"Nice," she frowned. "Let me guess, superheroes, robots and monsters?? I bet you and your friends do your own graphic novels right??"
I briefly considered telling her to go fuck herself. Instead I just stared at her. "Damn, why are you so pissed at me?? I apologized for knocking your papers out of your hand."
The look in her eyes softened and she sighed. "Sorry. Its been a long day."
"I don't draw superheroes or make comics by the way," I smiled. "I do Pencil portraits, oil paintings. I have a few works featured back in Oregon. My hometown's creative arts center. Student section."
"Nice," the ghost of a smile finally touched her lips. "So you really liked my work??"
"What I saw of it, yeah," I nodded.
"So what are you doing here, oregon??"
"I spend summers with my mother."
"Ah, gotcha," she said. "Well, I've got to go. Was nice meeting you."
"Ryan." I said.
"Ryan, right," she nodded. "Kim."
We shook briefly, and then I watched her leave. She had a really nice ass.


I didn't see Kim again until about a week later. I'd come into town with my mom, and had decided to stay a while after she finished shopping. I told her I'd walk back home. As I was passing a little shop called "The Muse" I saw Kim inside, behind the register. I walked in, tinkling the bell above the door.
She smiled when she saw me. "Hey, Oregon."
"Hey, Ohio." I smiled back. "You work here."
"You ask a lot of dumb questions kid," she said, teasing. "Neh, I'm robbing the place. I was about to open the register and steal all the money when you walked in."
"Want to split it??" I asked.
She laughed. "What can I do you for??"
"This is a nice place," I said, looking around at all the art on display. "You do these??"
"Some of them," she said. "But I won't tell you which. That'll keep you honest. Which ones do you like??"
I was attracted to some of the art with darker themes. Particularly one painting that showed a sobbing little girl sitting in a high chair with legs about ten feet tall, all by herself in a house where the walls were cracking and peeling, and the floor looked covered in about a century's worth of dust. It was called Lizzie's Nightmare. Price tag: $40.
"I want that," I said, pointing at it. "That's amazing."
Kim brightened. "I did that. It was an actual dream of mine, when I was a little girl."
I opened my wallet and pulled out a couple of twenties. Kim rang up the sale. "I'd just give it to you, but I'm not rich enough to be that generous. I will forget the sales tax though."
"Thanks."
"So, you need to show me some of your stuff," she told me. "I want to see your work."
"Its back in Oregon." I told her.
"Do something here then," she said. "I have a small studio in back. Go get creative."
"I can't just turn it on like that," I explained. "I have to be in a certain frame of mind. The mood has to be right."
"I knew you were bullshitting me," she waved a hand.
"Your putting me on the spot, huh??" I laughed.
"An artist makes art," she said. "If your an artist, go make art."
"Ok then," I sighed, still grinning. "In the back??"
"In the back." she repeated.
I vanished behind the green bead curtain into the backroom and plugged my headphones into my Walkman. I needed inspiration. I flipped off the cassette player and went to radio, scanning until I found the local classical station. Hector Berlioz, Symphonie Fantastique, Dream of a Witches Sabbath. Perfect. I started working. I reemerged about an hour later with a fantasy drawing. It was Kim, looking absolutely stunning as a witch stirring a huge cauldron inside her forest home, her familiar (a black cat, of course) curled happily at her feet.
"Oh.... my.... God." Her mouth hung open as she starred at the flimsy piece of paper.
"Its not that great," I told her. "It was rushed."
"This is incredible," she said. "What do you mean it isn't that great?? Can I buy it off you??"
"No," I said. "You can have it."
She started to open the till and give me back my forty. I refused, taking my small framed drawing of Lizzie's Nightmare and heading for the door. "Hey wait!'
I stopped.
"You want a summer job??" She asked. "I can't pay you a salary, but you can make art and sell it up front. You keep 100% of the profits."
I thought about it. "Yeah, sure. That'd be great."
"Start tomorrow??" She asked.
"Tomorrow." I nodded.
"Bye, Oregon!"
"Bye, Ohio."


Mom and her guy were both pretty jazzed over the news. Mom was proud and her guy was thrilled I wouldn't be around much between breakfast and dinner.
So I started working with Kim six days a week, and then saw her every Sunday too, when we'd usually go out someplace like a cemetery where we'd do gravestone rubbings or out to some podunk area where we'd sit and do pencil sketches of old barns, rusting farm equipment abandoned in overgrown fields, or just anything. Kim was my muse though, so she figured prominently in a lot of my drawings.
I didn't think she received much attention from the opposite sex, at least not in a long time because she was starved for the little ego boosts my attention provided. I personally wasn't sure why guys didn't like her. Sure she was a little heavy, but she wasn't anywhere near sloppy fat and she was really pretty.
I began to notice her flirting a little from time to time, blushing a lot, and laughing a little too loud and for a little too long at all my terrible jokes. And the one time I complained of a sore neck from sleeping in a bad position the night before, she insisted on my leaning back against her while she gently massaged my shoulders. We just sat like that in an old field most of that summer day, with her kneading the soreness away and something unspoken but very much felt, passing between us.
She began calling me at night when I'd go home. My mom asked if it was Kim, because she thought that was a little inappropriate, but I lied and told her I'd met a girl my age. Well, she sounds pretty old to me, my mom said. I didn't care.
"I miss you," Kim ..(continue confession)

I grew up in a very open family. I had one brother and one sister. We were allowed to go nude in the house. Dad built a large bathroom, all of us would fit in the shower, so we frequently showered together. My earliest memory is seeing my parents nude in the shower. Yhey encouraged us to "play" while we were all showering together. We would wash each other, my brother and I washing our Mom head to toe while touching her everywhere. As we got older and more developed, we would rub our hard cocks on my mom and sister. Then we started pissing on each other, making mom and sis get doggystyle while we peed on them. Of course they would return the favor! My mother had a huge bush and hairy pits which me and my brother loved.
Soon we started fucking mom all over the house. My favorite thing to do was for me and my brother to be fucking her when dad got home from work. He would see us spit roasting her and join in. Of course my sis would be there too, she usually had a cock in her mouth when we all were playing. I miss those days!!!

My younger brother was the one in my family my parents worried about. He seemed to have no real prospects for a livelihood but managed to marry a girl and work in her dads food distribution company. He turned out to be a very good salesman, and eventually bought his father in law out when he retired. Once the father in law was out of the picture, he actually grew the company to about 20 times the sales it had before. He sold it for over 100 times the price he had paid the father in law for it, which made him quite wealthy, and made his in laws very angry, as they felt they deserved the money. He ended up divorcing his wife, had a lawsuit filed against him by the father in law, but in the end, he won. Interestingly, when he married his wife, the father in law had insisted on a two way prenuptial, thinking it would benefit his daughter, but it ended up benefiting my brother.
So my brother was now 40, wealthy and not real sure what the hell to do with himself. He ended up traveling to find himself and I got letters every once in awhile from just about every spot on the globe. After a year, I got an invitation to his wedding. He was remarrying in California, where he had bought a house north of San Francisco. I flew there and that's where I first met his soon to be wife Linda. I was kind of stunned at first, I mean she was this tiny Korean girl that honestly looked about 13. She was actually 20, but truly looked like a kid. She was very demure, quiet, shy, and I was a bit puzzled as to why in the world these two were getting married. My brother had always gone for the kind of in your face brash women. The wedding went smoothly, and I flew back to New York.
I heard from my brother on occasion that things were going well for him. He had bought a small club in the town that he ran with Linda. He said they were very happy. Two years later, he invited me out to visit, and I was in need of a vacation anyway, so took him up on it.
I flew into San Francisco, and was met by my brother. We caught up with things on the drive to his house, that I had never seen. It was a very nice place, not huge, but very nice, with a great setting in the hills, a pool, and a lovely walled in yard and garden.
We went in and met Linda in the back hanging at the pool. She was wearing a very tiny bikini, and I mean very tiny. She seemed to have gotten over the shyness and was extremely out going. She asked if I wanted to go for a swim, and I said sure. I changed and jumped in the pool, which was very relaxing after the flight. My brother was all ready in the water and Linda came out of the hose with some cold beers for us. We all went to the jacuzzi attached to the pool and sat in the water drinking the cold brew. When Linda's bikini got wet, I found out it was not just tiny, but extremely sheer, now leaving nothing to the imagination. I could see the nips on her tiny little boobs, dark and perky, and when she got out of the jacuzzi to get us another beer, I thought, I could count the hairs on her pussy it was so sheer, except there was on hair on her pussy. You could see her lips, not just cameltoe, but the lips of her pussy. I realized I was going to have to stay in the jacuzzi a while just to be sure I did not have a giant boner. Now I was never a great lover of tiny women, or had a real interest in very young girls, but something about this now 22 year old, that looked 14, was very erotic.
We eventually got out of the pool, and I was told we were going to my brothers club, that he now owned, for dinner. I got dressed and got settled in the guest bedroom. My brother and I went to the club and he said Linda was all ready there. The club was very nice, elegant, yet California casual. Linda was in the kitchen, talking to the staff. My brother said she was superb at managing the place, ruling it with an iron fist in a velvet glove. She came out wearing a white blouse, a short black skirt, knee high socks, and black shoes. She had on a pair of glasses. I thought she looked like a Japanese school girl.
We ate the amazing dinner she had ordered, drank some wine, and went to the car to go home. As Linda got in the car, I caught a glimpse of her little white panties. Again, I felt the rise in my pants, and told myself, do not get a hard on and embarrass yourself. I looked out the window the ride back asking about the area, mostly to get my mind off of Linda.
But, I could not get my mind off that tiny little girl, could not be more than 4 foot 10 or so, tiny little waist, little round butt, and those perky tits. I was in the back seat alone, so when no one noticed, I adjusted my cock, which was getting a bit out of control, lol.
We got back to the house, and it was a beautiful evening. We sat on the patio in the back yard and talked, joked around some, and Linda went in to make us some coffee. My brother asked me when she was inside, what do you think of Linda? I told him I thought she was really special, and he was lucky to have her. He was quiet for a bit then he said, we were discussing you while you were in the bathroom at the restaurant. I said, oh, not really knowing what that meant. He said, she wants to fuck you. I was stunned to say the least. I said nothing, and he said, look, its ok with me, as long as you are willing. We have an open marriage, and she finds you attractive, and she said she likes the way you look at her. I just said, well, I did not think she saw me looking at her. He laughed and said, come on now, of course she saw you in the jacuzzi, she was doing her best to make sure you looked at her. I said, ok, if it is really ok with you. He smiled and said, hey bro, whatever makes you happy, makes me happy.
Linda came back with the coffee and nothing was said of the conversation. We chit chatted some more, and I said it was getting kind of late, and I had a little jet lag so I was going to bed.
Everyone said good night and I went to bed, brushing my teeth, kind of wondering if my brother was just yanking my chain. I turned off the light, and got in bed. I was just about to nod off, when I heard the door open. I looked up and the lights came on. Linda came in still in the little school girl out fit, but now with pigtails, and wearing the glasses, really playing up the little school girl thing. She came over to the bed and sat on it next to me. Whatcha doing she said in her best little girl voice. I said, uh, just getting ready to sleep. Can I stay here with you for a while? I am scared. I asked what are you scared of. She said, I don't know, just noises. She was sitting on my bed, and leaned over putting her hand between my legs and right on top of my cock through the covers. Oh, whats that? She asked. I said, I think you know what that is. She giggled and said, can I see it? I said sure, she pulled the covers down exposing my now extremely erect cock. Wow, she said, that's cool. She moved her legs apart on the bed, and lifted her skirt, I don't have one of those, see? She showed her white panties, with her legs apart and a touch of wetness where it counts. I said, I can see that, but I think I like yours better. She giggled again and said, your funny. Can I play with it she said, with a big smile, pointing at my dick. Please do, I said. She put her little hand on my cock and rubbed it, rubbed my balls, still smiling and looking at it intently. She looked up at me, ..(continue confession)

I Seduced A Dad At My Work

When I was in highschool I got a job at one of those indoor playground places that parents took their kids to play. I had my fair share of guy flirt with me at that job, I have always been above average attractive, but they were all gross or with their wives or just pervy older men asking for my number or if I have someone taking care of me. It was gross. I brushed most of them off but there wasn't really much I could do about it. There was one dad though that caught my eye the first time he came in. He was a younger divorced dad, dressed really trendy and stylish but still old enough for it to not be okay that I got butterflies every time he talked to me. He was so sweet and kinda funny when he's talk to me at the counter. He remembered my name which always stood out to me and called me by it instead of "honey" or "sweetheart" or "babe" ugh. But not only that... sometimes the pants he would wear.. wellllll... let's just say it looked bigger than anything I'd seen at that point lol. Anyways I had a huge crush lol.

I went out of my way to be extra friendly to him when he was in. Sometimes I would be working concessions and give him things for free, I think he knew I had a crush on him. He never played into it which I think he could have totally taken advantage of me and I am thankful he was a good person and never did. But at that point in life my biggest fantasy was sleeping with a dad. I babysat for a few families and I would NEVER have let a married man fuck me but I masturbated all the time thinking about it. Wellllllll this guy of course made his way into my fantasies. I imagined he was so tender when he'd fuck me with his big dick, he'd hold me and caress me and eat my pussy so good. He had a big mustache and.. you know. It was hot to think about.

When I was close to graduating I figured I may never see him again (I was going to an out of state college), so I made an excuse to walk past where he was and gave him a piece of paper with my number on it. He asked why I was giving it to him and I just said something like "the bathroom in the back is out of order and never gets used. Text me, and when I go on break I'll text you, meet me in there." He just stood there as I walked away and I was shaking so much!!! I had no idea what he was going to do. I was suddenly worried he would tell my boss but when I got back to my counter I had a text from him just saying "not here." I said "where?" and he said "text me when your shift ends."

So after closing it's like 9:30 and I texted him. He said he lives 2 minutes away, the kids were asleep, and if I wanted to come over, I could. I was so nervous but I said okay and did. He brought me inside and we sat down and he asked me what I wanted and what I had planned in the bathroom so I told him I didn't really know, I wanted to kiss him and feel his hands on my waist and put his cock in my mouth while he runs his fingers through my hair, and then realized I was just nervously blurting out my fantasies and put my hand over my mouth. He asked if I still wanted all of that and I said yes so he held my face with one hand and kissed me. My face felt like it was on fire. I still remember the feeling of his big hand holding my cheek and his fingers wrapping around to the back of my head. UGH and my pussy was throbbing at this point. He took my hand and put it on his cock like, on top of his sweatpants, and it was so hard. I just kind of went into autopilot and was stroking it, before long he had it out and it was in my mouth. He did exactly what I said I wanted, the whole time I was sucking his dick he was running his fingers through my hair, kinda giving me a scalp massage, he was dirty talking and saying things that had me so turned on and then he asked if I wanted his dick inside of me. So he took me to his room and stood me in front of his bed, pulled my work shorts down and bent me over to eat me. I lost track of time but before I knew it he had stood up and put his dick against my pussy and pushed into me. I couldn't keep my mouth shut, I felt like I was being completely stretched open and was so overwhelmed with how it felt so he covered my mouth with one hand and brushed my hair with the other while he fucked me. Lots of slow pulling all the way out and pushing as far in as he could fit it. And then he put me on my back on the bed and pushed my knees back and put it back in me. I asked him to hold me so he leaned down and put his arms all the way around me and cradled my head with one hand, kissed my cheek repeatedly while he was fucking me so fast and I suddenly uncontrollably had an orgasm that was the most intense orgasm I had ever had at that point. He kept fucking me and pulled out and came on my stomach and tits and we laid together for a bit before I cleaned up and went home.

I worked that same job every summer between college classes and he would always come see me. There are so many more stories of things he and I did together both at work and away.

I have lived with my girlfriend and her family in their condo for about a year now but are saving for our own house. At times it can be stressful but recently I got some good news in that the gf's Aunt will be moving in to the unit next door after buying it after her divorce. Aunt Diane is 36 years old but when done up looks like she is in her mid 20's. She has an awesome personality, 5' 4", 118 lbs, dark brown hair, 38 DD's and super fit body. She has a somewhat defined six pack but not the ugly female body builder type and also what I like to call a cum trough that runs between her tits to her belly button. I call it the "cum trough" as I've blown many loads on tits and had it flow down to pool in belly buttons.

I'm pretty handy so Diane had me come and look at the condo beforehand to determine it's needs and any upgrades she wanted done. With the list in hand we went to a number of stores and secured everything most items on the list. Spending several nights with her shopping we spoke of many things and I genuinely had a good time helping her out. The gf didn't mind as she hated any home reno type activities so these would take place with Aunt Diane and I alone. The first night was spent filling holes (Not Aunt Diane's) in the wall from all frigging nails the previous owner had driven in to the wall. She wore a baggy shirt and an old sports bra which did little to prevent her tits from swaying side to side when bending over. I wore loose fitting shorts with no underwear so that if I moved in a few ways my dick would flop out. There were a few flashes that night but nothing said.

The following night I wore shorter baggy shorts while prepping the walls for paint and she wore the same thing again. This time I made sure when she was looking my dick would flop out and she would pause and gaze for a moment without saying a word. Our renovations continued for a few weeks as we had only so many hours each day but the flirting grew more intense each day. A few times one of her daughters called and asked how things were going and she would reply with "Great and the renovations are going well to" when the daughter asked what that meant she replied "Our affair we are having while renovating" The daughter was like "Mom don't say stuff like that as he is Lisa's bf" I blushed a little as she looked at me with a wink then and looked down at the rigid outline in my pants. After the call we had finished for the night and I went home to relieve the tension in the shower.

The following night I arrived to find some of her furniture had been moved in but not set up. We were now in the home stretch as just some tiling in the bathroom and kitchen remained. If i wanted something to happen it would have to be soon before the renovations were completed. She had been cleaning the bathroom when I arrived in just a long t-shirt and panties. She continued on cleaning and it was then when I got a full view of her ass and mound as she leaned over the edge of the tub. It took everything in me not to strip down and drive my dick in her but I began stroking myself in the doorway. With the water now off she turned to see me with dick in hand as she stood up without saying a word and kissed me while taking my dick in her hand. She leaned down and began sucking my dick as I reached down and peeled the shirt over her head revealing her beautiful tits and a tramp stamp. I took her by the hand and led her down the hall to her bedroom where I flipped the mattress down to the floor.

It was now dark outside and we had yet to hang any window coverings but I didn't care. I lay on the bed as I pulled her panties down and invited her to sit on my face. Her pussy was trim with an almost arrow like stripe pointing to the ultimate goal. I told her I didn't care if I fucked her but I just wanted to eat her out. She must have showered in anticipation as her pussy smelled fragrant as I spread her lips, plunged a finger in and tongued at her clit. Amazingly enough she had confided in me that she only ever had one partner before and he never did oral on her but she did for him. I had been lapping away for 5 minutes or so when she bucked and heaved and I felt a feeling of warmth on my tongue, lips and chin. After she came she rolled over so we were in a 69 and she now was working my dick when her phone rang. She told me she had to answer it as it was her friend from work. There was a "hello" and then quite a few "mhmmm's" and then a "Can I call you in awhile?" "I can't really talk right now" "Ok call you in an hour" I asked what she wanted and Diane told me she had told her friend from work that she would most likely be getting fucked tonight.

I continued lapping away and made her cum another 2 times and my jaw was now hurting but I was no where near cumming. Diane without saying a word mounted my dick and began riding me like a jockey on a horse. I asked her if she really wanted to fuck or just continue blowing me until completion. She said she hadn't had cock in a few years and really needed some but she also wasn't on the pill and I wasn't wearing a condom. This didn't deter her or I from continuing on but she asked that I give her notice before cumming. I let her know about 10 minutes later so she stacked up pillows and had me stick my cock in her ass. She had apparently always let her husband John blow loads in her ass but now it was my turn. After easing it in and out slowly at first I picked up the pace until I was pounding her ass just as quick as I did her pussy. I pulled out several times and made her take it in her mouth until I finally blew my load in her ass and pulled out one last time making her drain the remaining cum in her mouth.

We showered together as she blew me but I had to have my cock wedged between those beautiful tits until I blew my load and used the cum trough I spoke of earlier. Before returning home we agreed we would continue doing this on a regular basis. She also asked if I would be interested in a 3 way with her and her girlfriend from work and of course I said "Yessssss" I still have to lay tile and i guess while there I'll be "laying" pipe too...

When I got home my gf said she had knocked on the door but there was no answer. I told her that her Aunt Diane stepped out to the store and hadn't returned as of yet and I had been using the vacuum quite a bit so I guess I never heard the door or my phone.